The Years of My Youth

In the afternoon, the fourth generation came to welcome me and said, "That little girl looks great at noon. You little pinkie, you really are a little nymph. You don't forget to pick on flowers and grass wherever you go."

Just as I was feeling depressed, I said, "Can you stop bothering me? I don't even know what to do now."

"Just pretend to be innocent, ah! Do you remember when you left us brothers to send you off? Afterwards, you left, even Chen Lu Jing, who was on good terms with you, shed tears. Do you still remember what the f * cking hadrons was like back then? "

I pushed him. "Go to hell! You just said that and you're not doing what you should be doing."

"Haha, why are you pushing me? I'm just exaggerating a bit, but it's still this kind of thing. So, you're a scourge. The culprit is a pretty boy like you." As I said this, four generations of children came up and wanted to touch my face, but I blocked them off with my hands.

When we went to school in the afternoon, there were more than ten of us, who all went to the Old Xinjiang. When the Old Xinjiang saw that so many people had arrived all at once, he was very happy, we usually take care of his business, and he was very enthusiastic to see us, and when he saw that so many people had arrived, he naturally offered us another cigarette.

As soon as we sat down, we served a cold dish. The fourth generation raised their wine cups and said: "Brothers, this is the first time I, Wang Zhaonian, am sitting with everyone and I am extremely excited. To be able to make friends with so many people, it is truly my fortune.

At this time, I said, "Let's carry it together. Come, brothers, let's have one."

"Come." "Let's do it!"

Everyone picked up their glasses and downed their wine in one gulp.

Other than me, the Yang brothers, Wei Kun, Lin Kai, Mao Mao, Mao Mao, the rest of them took turns to attack the four people. Since it was hard to refuse, the fourth generation fought it out with them to the end. In the end, the beer wasn't satisfied and it was replaced with a white one. Before the dishes were served, two of them had slipped under the table.

In the end, the fourth generation was drunk, but they could still walk on their own.

Wei Kun's mouth was about to fall off as he gave his senior generation a thumbs up, "Alright, bro, it's yours. I submit! "

The fourth generation waved his hand, "Hai, this is nothing. I'll drink a burning knife when I hit a child. My grandfather even drinks seventy degrees, so drinking 38 degrees is like drinking water."

When we came out of Old Xinjiang, it was already dark. We borrowed the power of alcohol, causing a bunch of people to sing loudly by the side of the road. As long as it was a song that could be shouted out, we would sing it.

We smashed two of the station signs wherever we went. Just as we were about to smash the third one, an old man with a red band yelled at us, "Little bastards, don't learn well! "Capture all of you and send to the station!"

When we saw this, we ran, and we woke up a lot with the wine. When we ran for a while, it dawned on us that this old man's legs and legs could catch up with us. Not to mention running, he wouldn't even be able to catch up with us if we walked quickly, so we stopped again.

Just when we were all smoking and resting, we saw Wei Kun holding onto a small stick in one hand, and was sucking on the asphalt, while muttering to himself, "Doing pestle, fuck you, pestle, I want to beat you to death. Pestle. Pestle. "Fuck."

The fourth generation turned to me and asked, "Is there something wrong with his head?"

" "There's nothing wrong with it." "No," I said.

"What happened to him?" the fourth generation continued to ask me.

Thus, I told the fourth generation about our fight with the pestle, and how Gou Yaner beat Xiao Ping up later on.

Hearing this, the fourth generation only nodded and didn't say anything.

By this time, the cigarette was almost finished, and we all stood up, and as I got up a little too hard, I felt a buzz in my head, and the wine was on my head. Then, his body swayed twice before he fell backwards.

Suddenly he reached out and grabbed my arm, and then he wrapped his arm around me, and I could feel the strength in his arm.

"Can you two not be so flirtatious? I really can't take it." smelly mouth Mao Mao teased the two of us.

I was about to say something when I suddenly felt a muffled "wow" in my chest.

The fourth generation then gave me a pat on the back.

"Sergei's alcohol tolerance is truly not as good as yours. Look at how he drinks more than anyone else, you might as well vomit." Yang Ming said.

Seeing that I had almost vomited, the fourth generation said that they would accompany me home. The rest of us were also from the Qin family, and every family had run amok.

Four generations of children sent me to my house downstairs, asked me how I was, indeed all the way down, I have been much better, so four generations of children also home, I also went to my house.

"Liu Xiaoyong."

When I reached the door of my building, I heard a familiar voice calling me from behind.

I turned around and saw Zhao Qian standing next to a tree downstairs.

"Zhao Qian, why are you here?" I asked in astonishment.

"Why didn't you look for me? You even had to ask me to look for you. What happened to you?" Zhao Qian asked me, a little wronged.

"No way, didn't we just eat lunch together?" "No," I said.

"Then you don't miss me at all?" Zhao Qian walked from the tree to my front.

I looked around and whispered, "Didn't I go for a drink with Yang Ming and the others? Today, my childhood friend just transferred to our class, so we have a table in the afternoon to welcome him. You also saw him, he's the one with me at noon."

"He misses you. Can't you come and see?"

"You see me now? Let's go quickly. This is my house downstairs. If my parents see me, they'll be done for." I said nervously.

Hearing me say that, Zhao Qian looked around and said: "Since I came all the way here, why don't you accompany me for a while?"

I had no choice but to say, "Then let's go over there for a while." As I spoke, I pointed to a spot where there was no street light.

She followed my finger, smiled, and said, "All right."

She touched my arm with her own as we walked, but I ignored her and kept walking. Suddenly she put her hand on my arm.

I looked at her, but she didn't look at me. She continued to hold my arm and continued to drink as if nothing had happened. From time to time, her breasts would touch my arm. It felt soft and comfortable.

But I was a little sorry for what I had just said, and I didn't think I should have said there were no streetlights.

"You. Afraid of the dark? " I blurted out.

Hearing me ask her, Zhao Qian suddenly looked at me and laughed. "How old are you guys already and why am I afraid of the dark? Besides, I'm not afraid with you by my side. "

"Oh." After I said this, I didn't know what to say anymore.

"Liu Xiaoyong, do you like me?" At this time, Zhao Qian asked me softly.

I looked at her. Under the weak light of the lamp, Zhao Qian's petite face seemed so exquisite, a few points more beautiful than when I first saw her.

At this moment, looking at her eager expression, I really couldn't say that I didn't like it. Furthermore, she really did look pretty.

"What are you looking at me for? I asked you a question."

"I like it." Perhaps due to the effects of the alcohol, at this moment, my face felt flustered from the heat, and my heartbeat began to quicken. I could even hear my heart thumping.

We both stopped and looked at each other, and then she closed her eyes and pursed her lips and threw back her neck as if she were waiting for something.

I do like Gou Yaner, but the current Zhao Qian is so enchanting, I can't help it. I know what Zhao Qian is waiting for.

"Me. Drink, there's a taste in the mouth. "

She opened her eyes and looked at me affectionately. She smiled and closed her eyes again. Her chest rose and fell.

I don't care, I think, that a man will make the same choice as I do. My head is burning, my breath is coming in short gasps, and I throw my arms around her waist and move closer to her, sucking on her mouth.

Zhao Qian also hugged me tightly as she tried her best to cater to me with her lips. It wasn't my first kiss, and I knew the next step, but as soon as I stuck my tongue out, she sucked it into her mouth and ran it around my tongue. It felt good and enjoyable.

I moved my hand from her waist to her back and touched it carelessly. It wasn't long before she began to emit a "Mmm, mmm" sound.

I am already excited at this point in time, I moved my hand to her chest. Her chest can be considered to be well-developed amongst her peers, at least, it is stronger than Sun Hui's.

After kissing her, I moved my hand to her waist and suddenly reached into her T-shirt. She shuddered and quickly pulled her hand away from me and grabbed both of my hands.

"Hand out!" she said in a commanding tone.

"Not going out." I ignored her and continued my assault.

After all, Zhao Qian wasn't as strong as me, so my hands smoothly reached into her bra and grabbed onto that happy little rabbit.

I was wondering why a bicycle should be coming from the intersection at this moment.

Zhao Qian was shocked, she reacted quickly and quickly pulled my hand out.

The cyclist was a man in his forties or fifties, and he glanced at me.

The two of us stood there awkwardly, at a loss of what to do.

After that car rides away, when I want to kiss Zhao Qian again, she won't let me.

"Good or bad." Zhao Qian said as she wiped the saliva on her lips.

"Just for a moment." I pleaded.

"No. But, I can give you a kiss. " She stood on her tiptoes and touched my mouth with her lips. Just as I was about to go up to her, she took two steps back and said, "Okay, I'm done with my kiss."

"Alright. "Alright." I said helplessly.

"Is this your first kiss?" I asked dumbly.

"What do you think?" She didn't answer my question directly.

I walked her to the end of the block and watched her get into a taxi. I wanted to give the driver money, but she wouldn't let me. She told the driver to hurry.

When I returned home, I laid on my bed, but couldn't fall asleep. Thinking about what happened between me and Zhao Qian just now, my emotions were mixed.

He thought of many things in his head. He tossed and turned until one in the morning, looked at his watch, and then forced himself to sleep.

The next day, as soon as I entered the school, I saw the fourth generation standing at the entrance of the third year's tower.

I quickly ran over, and the fourth generation saw me running over, so they smiled at me.

I asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What do you think?"

Fuck, what did you say? Can you change the words?