Trinh Man held the book and whispered: "The grass and trees are dry, the youth has passed." [*] She paused for a moment before reading again: "Come kiss me." Luc Hao Nam knew that the last sentence was not in the book but in her eyes.
This year, summer in Hong Kong came quite early. On the sidewalk, lush green conifer trees blocked most of the light, sparse shadows fell from small gaps and then quickly hid into the clothes of passersby. A few days before returning to Hong Kong, Trinh Man could only go to work without stopping to enjoy this short moment of peace. During a busy period, her mind was confused, and for some reason, a strange feeling arose in her heart about this place.
At this time, it was rare for her to have a free afternoon like this, so she took the opportunity to go to her favorite old tea shop in school to sit for a while. In front of her was a glass of orange plastic Hong Kong milk tea and a piece of Western-style croissant, while I lazily sat on the familiar blue bench, watching the scene of hurried passersby outside. remember before. She is not from Hong Kong. Although she was born and has an ID card here, before the age of ten she lived in a city in the South, then moved to Hong Kong. The city she lived in before was very different from Hong Kong, that place was always quiet and peaceful, while Hong Kong was bustling and bustling. When she first arrived, because she was not used to life here and did not know the language, it really bothered her for a while. Fortunately, her adaptability is very strong, so she gradually got used to it. After graduating, she entered the University of Hong Kong as she wished, but had to study a major that she did not like. After graduating from university, she worked at a job related to her major for two years and then suddenly got inspired to go to Beijing, where she found a job that had nothing to do with her major. . Every day she is busy opening art exhibitions. The people around her all felt that she didn't know how to grasp the opportunity. If she had a good position in a transnational corporation, she wouldn't do it and instead would run east and west. But she doesn't think so, everyone has their own ambition. Trinh Man is very satisfied with his current life, he has money, he can do his favorite job, and he has a good boyfriend... Maybe he can also be considered a boyfriend. Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Trinh Man's lips. Modern people have many words to describe this type of relationship, but she feels that those descriptions are not very interesting. Although the relationship between her and her boyfriend is mostly about sex, there is no lack of spiritual harmony, it's just that the two are absolutely not lovers or normal partners. In short, she didn't know how to imagine this strange relationship. But she was very satisfied with the present and didn't expect much, so she still didn't care. Her "boyfriend" is quite busy. During the past month, when I'm in the mood, I call her for several days in a row, and when I'm not in the mood, I don't even get a text message. Of course, Trinh Man is the same. Since childhood, she has not liked intimate contact with others for too long, and when solving her physiological needs, she does not ask anyone, so she has no opinion on this matter. She met her boyfriend in Beijing. The weather in Beijing and Hong Kong is completely different. November in Hong Kong still has the breath of autumn, you can still wear a white silk dress with thin long sleeves to walk around. In November in Beijing, it is late autumn, ginkgo leaves fall all over the ground, everywhere is a bright yellow color, so a city that is gradually turning cold becomes a little warmer. And Trinh Man met Luc Hao Nam in such weather. Romain Rolland [*] once said: in this world there is no lack of beauty but a lack of eyes that know how to find it. Trinh Man never doubted this statement, but when she saw the man with a tall and poised figure, wearing gold-rimmed glasses on his eyes, he looked elegant but could not hide his perfect muscles under his shirt. shirt, she immediately knew that at least she still had eyes that knew how to see beauty. [*] Romain Rolland (1866 - 1944) was a French writer and playwright who won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1915. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes falling on a landscape painting from Russia. In that picture, near there are beautiful, bright flowers, far away there is a vast blue sky. This artist has a knack for arranging colors so he can always create beautiful landscapes that make people look forward to them. But in that moment, that picture in Trinh Man's eyes lost its touching look when she was next to that man. Trinh Man walked over to say hello. When facing that man, it was rare for her sense of smell to no longer be as sharp, and it was not until she was on the way back to the hotel that she learned of his identity through his last name. This is not simple. But no matter how high one's position of power is, when it comes to sex, it's not worth mentioning. All worries and concerns can be thrown to the back of your head. She blatantly turned her head to look at the man who had always been calm and confident, looked at the long fingers holding the phone and the beautiful curve of his jaw, heard his calm but seemingly distant voice. Older brother. He is a very sensitive person, he could almost immediately feel her eyes so he calmly looked at her. Trinh Man smiled, not only was he not embarrassed, but his eyes were even bolder and without any reserve. He called for about five minutes and Trinh Man also looked at him for those five minutes. It wasn't anything important, I just heard a few trivial reports, so it's hard to blame her for not avoiding her. "Beautiful?" He said, then took off his glasses and wiped the lenses so they weren't contaminated with a single speck of dust. "Pretty." Trinh Man calmly nodded, then sat up straight and said: "If you make love to me in this position, I will definitely reach climax very quickly." He pursed his lips and did not speak. As soon as he entered the hotel, when the lights covered the room with a warm color, he simultaneously hugged Trinh Man, who was still holding on and not entering. When the door closed there was a very loud noise. Trinh Man spoke: "A little lighter." Don't know what she's talking about either. Trinh Man is not a person who is passionate about sex, but she cannot help but admit that when he entered her body and was with her, a whirlwind arose in her head, causing her to fall into the darkness. The waves are constantly undulating. All of her senses were taken away, leaving only the tight junction still moving in an abnormal state. Unusual is a very appropriate word. Trinh Man, who was lying among the colorful flowers, thought so. Sometimes it's like fireworks exploding, sometimes it's like a stream gurgling through it. Is this normal? No, she thought she had no control. If her vagina could communicate with her soul, her other soul would definitely have been penetrated by him. His movements were like a heavy rain and wind passing through her territory, with even more of a strong contrast to his face that didn't have too many emotions. The tiny drops of sweat on his forehead also sold him out, they clearly showed that he was in love. Trinh Man never knew he could moan so naturally. She raised her arms to hug the neck of the person above her, leaned into his ear and whispered two sentences. A moment later, she felt her lower abdomen getting hotter and hotter, like a fire that was constantly burning, as if taking root in her body. Make her lost in there. Finally the wave receded, he pulled out his meat stick and conveniently threw away his raincoat. As for Trinh Man, he was still in the throes of pleasure so he didn't even want to move. She lazily pulled the blanket to cover her naked body and squinted her eyes to observe him. In the chaos, she gradually regained consciousness, silently calling his name, Luc Hao Nam. Although she didn't know him, her thoughts were very deep. Just combining his last name and the conversation with the secretary, it wasn't difficult to guess his identity. Having a relationship with him is a good thing, but actually it's not really. Trinh Man doesn't like to cause trouble for herself. She's just a normal person or a very sane normal person, so she absolutely doesn't want to enter a world that doesn't belong to her. But... who said fate would arrange itself like that? She looked at the man who, despite being in love, still refused to take off his mask, asked: "Next time?" The man was zipping up his pants, his shirt hadn't even been put on yet, his strong bare chest appeared before her eyes, making her heart flutter again. But in the end she still didn't do anything, after all she only did it twice, not to mention he not only did it great but also took a long time. So if she did it again, she definitely wouldn't be able to stand it. She understands that whatever she wants to do must depend on her abilities. He didn't answer immediately but instead moved his eyes to the beautiful legs exposed from the white fur blanket. Her legs are long and straight, looking very balanced and not too skinny. She is a very attractive woman. Unruly, passionately sensual. Luc Hao Nam put on a shirt, then put on an overcoat, and meticulously re-buttoned the sleeves. He walked to the front of the big bed, stood and looked at her intently, even carefully pulling the corner of the blanket to cover her chest, his movements were quick and serious, not leaving any heat on her chest. "Don't get cold," he said calmly. Trinh Man smiled, raised his hand to grab his wrist, then raised his head and looked at each other with four eyes, lazily opening his mouth: "The business card is in the pocket of my overcoat." Luc Hao Nam skillfully avoided her hand. He saw her light yellow overcoat lying on the carpet about two meters from the bed, so he went to pick it up, brushed it off and gave it to her. She searched in her pocket and pulled out a business card and gave it to him. He took it and bowed his head to look. "I am Luc Hao Nam." Even though he said that, he actually knew that she already knew. Indeed, Trinh Man already knew, but she still smiled and nodded, her eyes curved like a crescent moon, looking as if she didn't know anything, she said: "Trinh Man, it's a pleasure to meet you." In theory, this is a very sincere self-introduction. If it wasn't that they just finished making love, then it was true. Luc Hao Nam ignored her persistent joke, just calmly replied: "Me too."
The Transcendental Camel doesn't become a stinking female in the dog-blood revenge. The original was seduced, raised to be a perfect young woman, beautiful and beautiful, with long legs, and then brought to the rich grandfather of the king's bird. The result hasn't yet become the king's bird, has been discovered by the old man has a problem, so it turns into fireworks. When the Cam Sign came in, he was struck by an old man holding his waist on the table... ... Everyone who knows the great Feng Xiao Korean knows that he has very high demands on the appearance and appearances of women, and he's so upset that he can't do it. Everybody said that the woman that made Feng Xiaoping value absolutely did not exist, and then he heard that, you traveled all over the world in search of a little girl. Then the little girl picked the right time to automatically come for you, take advantage of you and run away. "Who's the pet after all?" "I'm yours!" You're a grown-up, hard-to-do guy. Wild Yuan Kingbird
Here's the English translation of your text: --- Having studied together for 2 years, Giang Thi Dung never imagined she would one day fall for that cold-faced top student?! Hoắc Chi Diệu wasn't just an outstanding student in the eyes of teachers but also the dream of many girls, perfect from head to toe! She thought if he would just drop that aloof demeanor, he would surely have even more admirers. Unfortunately, Giang Thi Dung lacked the courage to pursue Hoắc Chi Diệu because she felt herself very ordinary, nothing special. Her unrequited feelings remained buried deep in her heart, and by the end of that last summer, she still couldn't bring herself to confess. Thinking they would never meet again in this life, fate somehow led her to discover that her company's CEO was the man she had admired for years? Couple: CEO x Interpreter
After getting drunk, I cornered the younger uncle, whom I had been very afraid of since childhood, and confessed my feelings sincerely. Then, I was kissed all over. The next morning when I woke up, the younger uncle leaned against the door and teased me, "Nhan Nhan, are you not afraid of uncle anymore?"
In high school, Thang Chi had only one online love interest. Her senior was innocent and kind-hearted, and Thang Chi completely fell for her gentle demeanor. The two dated online for a year, but before they could meet in person, they broke up due to family reasons and lost contact afterward. Nine years later, at the age of twenty-seven, Thang Chi was forced into a blind date arranged by her junior, only to discover that her date was the famous actress Qua Han. Although they enjoyed their conversation, Thang Chi only wished for a simple, tranquil life partner. After the date, Qua Han asked for Thang Chi's contact information, and after some hesitation, Thang Chi gave it to her. To her surprise, she found out that Qua Han had been using the same contact method to communicate with her ex-girlfriend for nine years. Before meeting Thang Chi, Qua Han had a petite girlfriend, outstanding in academics, and eloquent in speech, undoubtedly a highly educated woman of the future. They passionately loved each other for a while, but eventually broke up. Afterwards, Qua Han was busy with her career, but she couldn't let go of her feelings for her ex. Finally, when her ex-girlfriend returned to the country, Qua Han thought that this time she had to tightly hold onto her, unwilling to let go anymore. Online Rumor: "Famous actress Qua Han spent the night at a stranger's house!"
Joining the dating show with the icy idol, I avoid him at all costs, fearing to interfere with his CP with the hot rising star. But to my surprise, the online community reacts in the opposite way. After our segment airs, the hot rising star and the idol are criticized for being "chemically manufactured." My "avoidance CP" with the idol quickly gains traction and becomes popular all over social media. Viewers comment: "They dodge each other but their eyes linger! If they're not real, then I'm fake!"
Tan Mang is a famous flower vase in the entertainment world, because of a famous dancing video all over the Internet. In the sandy and windy desert, a girl wearing a purple dress like a cicada's wings, stood barefoot on a mysterious snow-white lion, dancing gently, her beautiful eyes and waistline. Small and charming, beautiful enough to touch the heart. After watching it, the online community immediately nicknamed it the "little goblin" who is the top entertainer. Ha Linh Te, the most powerful person in the Ha family - the number one wealthy family in Tham Thanh, although standing at the pinnacle of fame, is far from the golden and splendid world. His face is naturally handsome, but his actions are ruthless, both dangerous and offensive, attracting countless women like moths to a fire. However, this means is quite slow, as if born without love and desire, like an ice foundation, no one can do it. In short, these two people are not Vietnamese, even if they are in love with each other, even the online community on their favorite CP pairing forum has never paired them together. There is no overlap! Until one day. An official post revealed that big character Ha will join Tan Mang in a reality show about married life. Everyone: “Who and who? Are you husband and wife? What is this??? Public???
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”