Perfect Feast

Miao Cui-hong didn't know what Liu Yang thought. He poured two glasses of wine and went on to say: “I'll find you today, you know what it is? Oh, you may or may not know, then I'll tell you now that my husband is the vice principal of the middle school, the one in charge of logistics and general services, called Wang Qingli..."

“Are you here... because he was captured by the Public Security Bureau?” Liu Yang glanced at him and asked.

“Isn't that bullshit? If he hadn't been arrested, you'd have said I was a poor teacher and I was looking for your big book. Remember what? Don't look at me like that, I know you liked me back then, but now even if I volunteered to give you a hug, you wouldn't have to ask me... Shit, what's not, that's for sure. What kind of woman can't you find in your position? Just me... up and down as thick as a bucket, you won't even look in your bed...”

Miao Cui-hong said this... Although she knew that this was holding her stomach to evil fire, she was pounding herself, but Liu Yang was still careful to pound and pound.

This is a seduction of spinach fruit!

Don't look at Miao Cui-hong, the words are seriously inappropriate. Liu Yangsi has no doubt. As long as he hooks his finger slightly now, this old classmate may soon sit on his thigh and let himself take it.

Don't look at Miao Cui-hong, but her face is puffy red. Because of the thick grease under her skin, she didn't even have a pleat on her face, and a face was as smooth as an egg that had just peeled its shell.

Especially the long-sleeved shirt she was wearing, with two buttons unbuttoned... probably not even if she wanted to. For that large white flower breast, and the two hemispheres drummed up, the weight is estimated to be more than a dozen pounds.

Fat is fat, but full of beauty! At the very least, Miao Cui-hong's fat, even scale, must not be considered ugly. A woman like that presses herself against her, when she doesn't have a taste.

It's fake to say that she took off her clothes and lay in bed and didn't even look at it, but Liu Yang doesn't really have any ideas with her right now.

He just thinks that Miao Cui-hong and his original memory have changed, how does this feel? It turns out that Miao Cui-hong is the goddess in the sky. The more Miao Cui-hong sees and listens to her, the more she looks like a city well villager.

“Many of us, close to our age, are virulent and shameless men, many of whom are already in leadership positions. Some of them are officials in county governments, some in county commissions, others in other industry organs such as the Public Prosecution and Justice Department. They can either send money to buy an officer, send a woman to change an official, or pass a relationship officer. Whatever the way it is, people are now in control of your life and death... what can you do if you don't like it? ”

Miao Cui-hong sipped another big sip of wine and started crying in the corner of his eyes: “Actually, you can't tell anyone else. Do you know how this vice principal of my husband got here? That's what I bought in exchange for my own body... when I think of the scene where I was crushed by that half-starved old man, my heart is so sour. But my dedication has been rewarded, and I have nothing to regret...”

Miao Cui-hong said something a little upside down. The more he spoke, the less he spoke. However, Liu Yang was able to distinguish between true and false. He sat silently and looked at her quietly, neither talking about comfort nor asking her what she wanted to do today.

He just sat there and waited quietly. Wait for Miao Cui-hong to say with sadness...

“Wang Qingli is my brother. We are all students of Renzhou University. He is a year older than me. The first day I reported to the school, he picked up the station. He took care of me for two years in college because everyone was from a county. Later on, on Sunday or on a cold summer vacation, we both agreed to come and go together, and from then on, we developed feelings. He graduated a year earlier than me and got married as soon as I graduated. At first, the two of us had a very sweet little life...”

Speaking of this, Miao Cui-hong covered his face with his hands and wept for a while, then suddenly grabbed the glass and drank another toast, which only went on to say: “That was five years ago. At that time, there was a vacancy in the position of a chief of the General Affairs Department. Just one outside, even if it was not a cadre position, made Wang Qingli unable to swallow and swallow. He said if he missed this opportunity, he might never make it. In China, you can buy the leader a meal, or give the leader a gift. He shook his head and said it was useless...”

Speaking of which, Miao Cuihong looked at Liu Yang and asked: "Guess what he told me? ”

Liu Yang's face was shady like water. He could even think of it with his toes. What would Wang Qingli say to Miao Cuihong? One is ashamed to say, one has done it with shame, neither one can complain, neither is a good bird. Otherwise, there will be no Vice Principal Wang today.

A hall, though a little vague, was almost perfect and suddenly collapsed in Liu Yang's mind. The Miao Cui-hong she knew had died, and with the loss of years, she had long disappeared into the waves of the long river.

This woman sitting in front of herself is nothing more than the body of Miao Cui-hong, but she is no longer the person she knew.

“Jiao Jiao... he actually told me that Zhao Vice Principal in charge of General Services seemed to like me... he said that Principal Zhao said that although I was a little fat, I looked fuller, sexier and more attractive after gaining weight, and had a mature beauty and sexy rhyme characteristic of a young woman. Vice Principal Zhao said how beautiful I am, how good my temperament is, much better than his yellow face, if only he had such a woman. He told Wang Qingli that if you could let me sleep with your wife once, this section chief's position would be yours..."

“To be honest, after listening to Wang Qingli, I was angry, separated from him for several days, and wanted to divorce him. But think about it. What if it's a divorce? Why don't you find a strange man with his butt up his ass to make fun of? It's just nice to say, that's the ex-husband. It's all crowned and royal, but isn't it the same meaning? Besides, Vice Principal Zhao is said to have climbed the relationship above and will soon become a principal. If I don't promise him, don't say that Wang Qingli can't be the chief, I don't know how he will wear the shoes. He's got the power to clean us up. ”

“Liu Yang, now you are an official too, you understand how I was feeling? Whatever you call me, you can call me shameless. Anyway, I figured it out. I asked Wang Qingli to invite Vice Principal Zhao to eat at home. On my wedding bed with Wang Qingli, I gave myself to someone who could take charge of my fate and that of Wang Qingli...”

“At that moment, my heart was broken, my heart was bleeding, endless humiliation had drained me, and I asked myself time and time again: What am I doing? Am I doing this to avenge Wang Qingli's ruthlessness, or am I a shameless bitch myself? ”

“‘Don't worry, brother, I will definitely help you with this mention, that's what I'm saying, don't worry!’ At the time, I was also wandering, hesitating, terrified, wondering what he would do to me... but with his assurances to me, my will became blurred...”

“Then Wang Qingli became the chief?” Liu Yang grabbed the bottle, poured her a glass of wine and sighed.

Miao Cuihong nodded and shook his head: “Not only that, but after he became principal, he transferred me to the teaching and research group and often called me into his office to meet in the name of talking about work. I feel humiliated in my heart, but the good life that comes with it makes it all irrelevant. When Wang Qingli became vice principal, our family moved from the dormitory of the general staff to the school leader's large house, and the food and drink were fundamentally different from those of ordinary teachers. I bought it all in exchange for my own body, but he gave it to me. In principle, I shouldn't hate him, but I should also be grateful to him...”

Liu Yang turned his head away and stopped looking at her. He asked softly: "Do you hate him? ”

“I... why don't I hate it? ”

“What do you hate about him?” Liu Yang asked again, but the tone was very sharp. He inserted Miao Cui-hong's heart like a knife: “From the process you just described, I couldn't hear you have any hatred. You have embraced such a life, you have become accustomed to the glory that power brings to you, and everything else is hidden in your heart. Not only do you hate him, but you are grateful to him… of course, you do not rule out life. But anyway, you can't leave him now..."

Miao Cuihong looked at Liu Yang with a layer of anger in his eyes: “You... you are talking nonsense, it is not like this, it is not...”

“...” Liu Yang smiled slightly, his heart said, didn't it? No, it's not. Your behavior and your deity have betrayed your inner world...

“Woo... woo...” Miao Cui-hong lay on the table, pulling a long tone, crying as the train drilled through the cave. Look at the tremor on her shoulder and you'll see she's really sad at this moment.

For half a day, Miao Cui-hong finally got up crying: “Woo... Liu Yang, what can I do? One of them is my husband in name, the other is my real man, no matter what happens to either one of them, I will be very sad..."

“…” Miao Cui-hong is quite strange enough to say that. But that's exactly what she said, which touched Liu Yang's heart.

At the very least, Miao Cui-hong is sincere when faced with himself. That's what she just said, that's what she really meant.