Ai Ai, a female writer in her mid-mature age, shows her hospitality when she sees a man.
Ai Ai wrote a review for Li En, so when Li En saw her, he also showed great hospitality, and even gave her a Parisian hug, and kissed her plump cheeks.
Luo Zi has learned something about this woman: once in a salon party, Ai Ai whispered to his girlfriend beside him: "You said those men, what else do we need from them? Even sex, they have all the tools. "
Luo Zi immediately had goose bumps all over his body.
He knew this woman was a feminist.
Men keep a respectful distance from this kind of woman.
A sociologist said that women who engage in feminism often have practical reasons. They often have unsatisfactory love and unhappy marriages, and have accumulated a lot of grievances in family life and emotional life.
However, something happened that made Luo Zi's skin crawl even more!
While pushing back the cocktails, Ai Ai said some provocative words, insisting that Luo Zi order the "Pretty in Pink" she ordered, while under the tablecloth, she stretched out her fleshy hand to stroke Luo Zi's knee back and forth.
Roz almost jumped up.
Luo Zi found that he was about to pick up the burden. He looked for Li En anxiously, wanting to return his burden to him.
But Li En seems to have disappeared suddenly.
Luo Zi looked blank.
Shyly was extremely excited, as if she was glad that Li En had disappeared from this world.
Ai Ai stepped out of the crowd and looked around. Her disheveled hair was tied up in the shape of a mushroom cloud on top of her head, and her shirt was open, revealing her fleshy breasts.
She likes this kind of dress the most: the breasts are highlighted, and the coat becomes an open shape. People like researchers who have never seen anything in the world are often red-faced and panicked in front of her. But she pretended to be fine, dragging and chatting about male artists at various gatherings of the literary and art circles, especially those handsome, masculine charms in her words, poets and painters, she would always be pulled and patted by her .
Luo Zi immediately felt that Ai Ai was looking for herself. He quickly took shyly's hand, turned sideways and stepped out of the exhibition hall.
"The weather is so nice!" Shyly looked at the sky, then at the red taxis that were slowly gliding past, and turned to look at Luo Zi, smiling brightly.
For a lonely man, this smile is a little flattering, a little expectant, a little innocent, as bright as the sky in this city. This kind of smile casts salt crystals with a hint of sweetness in the hearts of single men.
Luo Zi immediately took her home.
Four
A spotlight shoots at a painting on the east wall. It is a long axis of landscape, from fairyland to the world.
It was Luo Zi's early work, which was painted during a long period of his indulging in oriental art. After experiencing Chinese landscape and local ink painting, he painted oil painting and Chinese painting at the same time, doing limit exploration.
He likes this painting very much, because he is afraid that his friends will ask for it, so he only hangs it in the bedroom.
There is a part of his spiritual journey in the painting.
Shyly's eyes also fell on the painting, but what she thought was, which dynasty's painting is this? I don't know if it's worth it?
She couldn't judge, and was about to ask him, but he had already moved closer.
Shyly twitched her lips: Hmph, in terms of sex, artists and migrant workers are no different. As long as they are men, shyly will go straight to the point.
Luo Zi leaned sideways.
He didn't move, just looked into her eyes.
"May I have your name?"
"Shyly."
Shyly is not used to being scrutinized by men, especially men like Luo Zi. This kind of deep and clear gaze is caring and questioning.
She is afraid of this kind of gaze, which will make her feel worthless, and the inferiority complex in her heart will flood.
She pursed her lips and looked unhappy.
But Luo Zi didn't seem to care about her emotions, and just continued to examine her.
She had no choice but to lower her eyelids, pretending to be pitiful: "I beg you, can you turn off the lights?"
"of course not!"
He said, got up and left.
"Where are you going?"
She thought, he must be going to the bathroom.
Immediately she began to undress.
Luo Zi is going to move things.
He seems to be teasing a cat that can speak human. He knew it was a fox, but it pretended to be a cat. The more it pretends, the more stubborn he is to find out its fox tailTake a breath: "Who did it?"
"Li En."
Shyly didn't open her eyes, her face was expressionless, as if she was talking about someone else's business.
"After I graduated from the tourism school, I came to the south and trained in a star school for two months. The five thousand yuan I brought was all paid for the tuition, which was not enough. Their tuition is very expensive. Later I understood , They are just deceiving people. They tricked you into getting on the boat, and you can¡¯t get off, so you can only keep paying him. Where can I get it? My parents have ignored me for a long time, even if they sell their old bones, it¡¯s not enough I bought a bowl of soup to drink. Seeing that I couldn¡¯t squeeze out oil, the school kicked me out. Later, I met Teacher Li, and I have been his model.¡±
Shyly made a condensed version of her own story and told it to Luo Zi.
She heard Luo Zi's breathing getting louder and louder, thinking that his energy was getting stronger.
In fact, Luo Zi was angry.
"This pervert! Why did he beat you? Doesn't he like you?"
"On the contrary. He likes me and treats me in his way. Don't you know him? He's your friend. If he stops torturing me, he doesn't want me. See, no, he's Stop torturing me."
So, she only experienced Li En?
Luo Zi's heart became hot, and he immediately felt that his chest was full of pity for this naked woman. This is a hurt cat. If there is no accident, he will accompany her well and heal her.
"My girl, I will treat you well!" He kissed her tenderly, carefully so as not to hurt her, as if she were a piece of beautiful jelly.
Shyly smiled mockingly: "How do you treat me well? Like Li En?"
"Never!"
He began to touch her, carefully, carefully, kissing her silky skin and overlapping scars.
The light that filled the big room went out one by one, maybe it was the twilight, maybe it was the illusory love and the honey-like lust that wrapped them up.
Yes, Luo Zi feels like a big baby, wrapped up layer by layer by specious love, by the moistness and tenderness of a woman, by his own reassuring lust (Remember this Website URL: www.hlnovel.com