My real experience in France

1. I have seen a lot of reprinted pornographic articles, and I have to say that their writing style is very good, giving the vast number of porn Lovers an absolute space for imagination. However, I don’t know whether it is because my life experience is not rich enough, or because these pornographic articles are written too passionately. , no matter how you feel, there are only very few that seem to be the real feelings in life. However, at least it accompanied me through many nights alone and gave me the urge to tell my story. I will write a little bit first, and if you are interested, I will slowly write out my story... I only stayed in a SMall city in southern England for two months, and did not go to School for a day. I ran to France due to some domestic Family reasons. , my Family first helped me find a School in a relatively large city in the northernmost part of France. It was said to be a relatively large city in France, but in fact it was not as big as a county town in China. While learning French, I also listened to professional courses in other majors at the School. In fact, I have always wanted to go to Paris, but I heard people say that it is impossible to learn the language well in a city like Paris, so I felt more at ease and stayed in this northern city for ten months. Speaking of which, I stayed in France for a total of 3 years, and only these ten months were devoted to studying. The French I learned during this period can be regarded as my biggest academic achievement in France. The master's degrees in the next two years were also mixed in. Here, let’s first introduce the master’s degree in France. In fact, it only takes one year to get out. Since I was lazy, I asked my tutor to submit my thesis in the second year. So after I finished the exam in the first year, the second year passed easily. . Because of this, I had the opportunity to experience emotional experiences in Paris that I had never thought of before going abroad. It is said that it is an emotional experience, but it is just emotional. In many cases, it cannot be regarded as love. In the first half of the year I went abroad, especially before arriving in Paris, I studied very hard, so I seldom thought about men and women. Even the morning erection I had every morning disappeared for nearly half a year. It was not until I decided to go to Paris to study that I started studying. When the pressure is reduced, I start to have some lustful thoughts. I came out right after I graduated from college and prepared in China for a few months. I don’t know if it was because I couldn’t keep up with my nutrition outside. After I came out, my needs in that area were not strong. Before, I was in China and my girlfriend and I were not in the same city. My girlfriend at that time was also relatively conservative, so I basically had to solve the problem by myself every day. Occasionally I would meet with my girlfriend, but we would fight for a long time without success. Now think about it, why was I so energetic at that time? I solved it at least once a day, and it was common to do it two or three times. After I came out, it was rare to see Chinese MMs. When I did, I just said hello. Why? I don’t even have any ideas. This situation lasted until a month before leaving for Paris. When I was studying French at the Alliance Française in Shanghai, I met a girl. I was in the same class for only a week, and then she stopped going there. She was from Suzhou, her age was unknown, but I later found out that she was older than our classmates. , so she deliberately kept it secret. Everyone in our class learned French to study abroad. I only studied it for a month and a half before I found it difficult and gave up. She learned on her own to prepare for training in France in the second year. She was assigned by the Company, butBecause she was too busy at work, she only studied for more than a week and then didn't show up again. Fortunately, we left each other's MSNs, so we could meet in France later. She went to a SMall city near Paris for training. Half a year ago, a month before I was going to Paris, she added me to MSN. She said that she had been in France for 3 months and was on vacation. She asked me if I had time. Come out and get together; preferably go to Paris together. I thought, I will go to Paris next month, but I am still packing my luggage, and I will have to spend money to live in Paris. She said she might as well come to my city to play. When I go to Paris next month, she can go there and have a place to live. She readily agreed. But she set a certain time for her arrival, which made me a little uneasy. I wonder if something is going to happen. She is indeed a pretty girl. She is not tall, but her body proportions are very good. When I saw her in Shanghai before, I thought she had breasts and a butt. She is someone who can talk to everyone, and she is the Su Nan Xiaojiabiyu type, so many boys are very enthusiastic towards her. She will come over in four days, and she will live in my SMall room. Thinking about those few days, I am really excited. I packed up the pig's nest well, threw away all the things I didn't plan to take to Paris, and packed all the things I didn't need into packing boxes. Make a SMall room of 12 square meters look very romantic. ​​​​​​​​​​​​2 I picked her up at the Train station on Thursday. Thursday is a legal holiday. The French like to build bridges, so Friday was added to connect it with the weekend, so she had 4 days to play in this place. The Train ride from her city to mine is less than two hours. I don't know why she took the 7 o'clock Train, which made me get up at 8 o'clock and make some polenta. I went to my house early in the morning to put down my luggage, had some porridge and then went out for a walk. I haven’t seen her for a few months, but she still looks the same, very delicate and feminine. When she took my garbage bag out before going out, I really felt warm in my heart. We walked and chatted along the way. The city was too SMall and there wasn’t much scenery. I could only tell everything I had seen and heard in the past half year here, so there was no interruption. Fortunately, she was also very good at cooperating with my topics. So I happily walked back until it was almost dark. I passed by the supermarket and bought some vegetables and meat, plus a bottle of Bordeaux red wine. Dinner was prepared quickly under her control. If there were no candles, the lights were dimmed. As soon as the red wine was opened, we started chatting slowly. Only then did I realize that she was at least five years older than me, had been working for many years, had a boyfriend of six years, and was preparing to get married. However, before going abroad, she suddenly discovered that her boyfriend had been sleeping with a female client of his. They have been recovering privately for two years, and she didn't notice it at all until she went to Shanghai to apply for a visa. She was originally going to stay in Shanghai for a day, but the Company had something to do the next morning, so she took the overnight Train back that night. When she opened the door and found it locked, she realized that she had also fallen into a very mundane relationship dispute. After being entangled for a month, she escaped and went to France. She told her story for more than two hours. She didn't eat much of the food, but she finished the wine. She drank a lot.Half, and then a six-pack of beer from my fridge (she drank four). But fortunately, she neither cried nor made any noise, but her face was flushed. After the meal, I insisted on washing the dishes because I always had to look more diligent when she cooked the dishes. Seeing that she had nothing to do, she went to take a shower. When I came out after a while, I had already changed into pajamas. My hair was wet and I asked for a hair dryer. How could I have that thing? She went back to the Bathroom, took out my dry towel and continued to wipe her hair. While I complimented her on how nice her hair was, how long and black it was, I glanced at it secretly, and I immediately saw two little dots under her pajamas that were very obvious, especially in the slightly wet pajamas. My scalp felt numb, and little JJ got up immediately. When I saw something was wrong, I immediately said I wanted to take a shower and entered the Bathroom. I don’t know if she saw it when she lowered her head to wipe her hair. Anyway, there was a big bulge under the Adi sweatpants I was wearing. It seemed that I saw a shy SMile behind her messy hair. of course, it’s also possible that she didn’t do it at all. I'm not SMiling, I'm just being sentimental. I was really nervous when I took that shower. I soaped up twice and adjusted the water temperature to as low as possible. But I still couldn't hold it in any longer, so I just soaked up the soap bubbles all over myself and sprayed a lot of them. It was all over the floor, the walls, and the shower curtain. It's not surprising when you think about it. This is the first time I've masturbated in half a year since I came out. It's not normal for me to have a SMall amount of masturbation. Now my heartbeat has calmed down a little and I'm not as panicky as before. I washed my little JJ and flushed it inside until the electric water heater ran out of hot water. Then I came out and saw, where was the towel? By the way, I took it out to wipe her hair. Fortunately, there was an extra light pink wet towel on the towel rack. No matter what, just take hers. There is a nice SMell on it, I don't know if it's her shampoo or shower gel, but it SMells good anyway, and there are little flowers, which are also very beautiful. When I wiped my little JJ, I saw the little JJ that had just finished ejaculating in the pink towel, and I felt a burst of heat in my lower body. And when I put on my eyes, through the foggy lenses, I saw the penis hanging on the side. When she put on her black cotton Underwear, her little JJ became vigorous and erect again. 3. When she came out, she was already under the quilt of my SMall bed, and the sleeping bag she brought was spread out on the carpet beside the bed. She was quite self-conscious and took over my bed without being polite to me. Thinking of this, Since she is so much older than me, let me give her a break. So I sat on the floor next to her bed in my sleeping bag, holding my laptop in my lap and catching up on my mail. She turned sideways and asked me if I had any good movies. I opened the movie folder, and most of them were French movies. Although she seemed to have never seen most of them, she still asked me again if there was anything good to watch. In fact, my penis is already sandwiched between my legs under the laptop. I have some evil thoughts but I don't know and I don't dare to do anything. While introducing the movie on the computer to her, I opened the movie Romance and turned the screen towards her. She tilted her head to watch it, and I took the opportunity to SMell her hair vigorously. I think many people do this. Experience, when I haven’t been close to a woman for a long time, once the SMell of a woman appears, let alone a sow, I will have double eyelids, and I will see a lump.Pork has double eyelids, let alone a real beauty! While I was thinking about what to do, she spoke. My neck is almost broken. Can you sit up? Oh my god! If you want to sleep, someone throws a pillow over to you. While I was cheering in my heart, I said insincerely that the bed was too SMall and the two of us were too crowded. As soon as I said it, I really wanted to slap myself in the mouth. If she said to put the computer on the bed to read, then I would be out of luck! What a stupid pig in heat! She straightened her body, moved her buttocks to the side of the bed and said, "Isn't that enough? Why don't you do it? It's so wide enough." Shivering, I used my notebook to shield little JJ and climbed onto the 70cm wide bed. I regretted not buying a box of TT yesterday. When I put my two cold feet into the bed, she screamed. I said there is a concrete floor under the carpet. Is it not cold? She looked guilty and said, "Come in and I'll help you warm up." That’s what I call warmth in my heart! Wait a moment, she suddenly shouted. It's over, she doesn't regret it, but feels embarrassed. I didn't dare to move and looked at her, but I didn't dare to look into her eyes. Didn’t you wear these pants and run outside all day? Still wearing the quilt? Take it off! I just took a shower. Didn’t you just wash it? I don’t think I need to describe my mood at this time. Seeing her deliberately focusing on the laptop screen, I quickly took off my sweatpants and moved into the hot bed from the side. 0.1 second later, I discovered that she was not wearing any pajamas either... When I looked up again, they were already on the other side of the bed. I didn’t dare to move around and just pretended to watch the movie together. Soon, the film's bold sex scene came out. I felt proud of my own cleverness and watched the development of the situation. I'm going to the toilet. Just when the two people were having sex in the film, she suddenly said. Could it be that she felt embarrassed and wanted to touch this scene? Looks like it needs to be replaced. Who knew she said, please pause and wait for me. He got out of the quilt and got down from the foot of the bed, wearing only a pair of white panties! I put my two cold paws into the bed to warm them up, staring blankly at the white buttocks of the heroine paused on the screen, thinking that I really regretted not buying TT. A female-specific hissing sound came from the toilet for a long time. It seemed that it was because of beer. After rushing to the toilet, she trotted over, yelling that it was so cold, and crawled over me. Faintly, the dark patch in her white panties was just a foot away from my eyes, as if everything was cold. I SMelled the fragrance of the fragrant grassland. She got into bed, said it was cold, and immediately put two SMall ice hands on my left thigh. My two hands were placed on my swollen penis to keep warm, and her two hands moved in and out, just touching my left hand. I grabbed her hand and said, "Your hands are so cold." She didn't struggle, she rubbed her hands back and forth on my thighs twice to keep me warm, and said to continue playing the movie. I had no choice but to take out my hand and move the computer. Her hand was still rubbing my left leg to generate heat, but her fingers had touched my penis several times. I thought she should also feel that it was swollen and straight. .4. There are many intimate scenes in the film, but to be honest, the film was not very tender and not very good-looking. Although it won some film awards, I can’t remember any of the plot now. I just remember that there were a lot of intimate scenes, and some scenes were not aesthetically pleasing, and even a little unpleasant. But when I was watching this movie with her, I didn’t care too much about it. I couldn’t just show porn movies from the beginning. My hand on the outside of the quilt quickly became cold again. I was holding the notebook with my left hand, and my right hand quietly put it into the quilt from my right side. She was on my left side and didn't see her. I put my right hand on my right leg to warm it and keep it aside. hehe. As she watched, she rubbed it from time to time. In fact, her two little hands were already hot, but she still didn't stop. The frequency of encounters with JJ seemed to have increased. JJ was wrapped upright in her Underwear, and her hot fingers touched the base and balls of JJ intentionally or unintentionally. She turned to her right side and leaned against the pillow and my left shoulder. Now I could clearly SMell the fragrance of her hair and her body. The breast in my pajamas seemed to have touched my body. I couldn't confirm whether it was her breast or not, so I didn't dare to move. Just when another sex scene appeared in the film, her rubbing hands suddenly stopped moving. Her fingertips just touched JJ a little bit and stopped. Raise your head and tell me, you have a reaction. My heart is beating very fast. I can hear it myself. Her cheeks were flushed, her breath was like blue, and the fresh mint flavor of toothpaste still had a little bit of alcohol in it. I think, I am not a beast, but I am not also that old comrade named Liu. Lowering my head, I gently placed my mouth on her pink lips. Her tongue came up immediately, and I immediately sucked it into my mouth and entangled her. And JJ, who she had touched lightly with her fingertips, was also grabbed by her. After holding it firmly through her Underwear, she gently grasped it with one hand and moved it up and down. Close the notebook and throw it on the sleeping bag next to the bed. Under my wise command, my hot right hand immediately reached under her pajamas without losing any opportunity, and immediately grabbed her breasts, the nipples of which were already protruding. I also squeezed it hard a few times and then kneaded it gently. While rubbing it, I pulled out my nipples twice. Her breasts are not big, ranging from B to C, but they are very elastic and not loose at all. I kissed her lips, kissed her ears and neck, and moved my right hand down into her SMall panties. She didn't have much hair, and it was concentrated. I don't know what it looked like, but it felt very soft. After gently stroking the hair for a while, I stroked it down without any obstruction, and only stayed on the clitoris for a few seconds. I just put my finger on Taohuayuan's mouth. It was completely wet, not much, but very slippery. I only used one finger to move in and out of her mouth, and she was already Moaning; at the same time, one of her hands also He directly inserted it from the edge of my Underwear, grabbed my swollen penis and moved it up and down, very quickly. After a few moments, I felt that the space for movement in my Underwear was too SMall, so my other hand came over to help, and I moved my penis and balls out from the left side of my Underwear, and started to move it widely.. The middle finger of my right hand had already started to penetrate deeply into her slippery Vagina. It was very tight, so I didn’t dare to use two fingers to penetrate it. Just using one hand to move back and forth, her lower body was already wet and messy. I took out my right hand first and took off her Underwear. She immediately stopped and put my penis into the Underwear. Then she roughly pulled off my Underwear. Because the penis was too swollen, the Underwear got stuck. She also He stuck his head into the bed and took a look. ​​​​​​​​​​​​5 After I unbuttoned two of the buttons on her pajamas, it seemed a bit clumsy due to the bad angle, so she unbuttoned the remaining three buttons by herself, and I also took off the T-shirt. When my head came out of the T-shirt, I immediately saw a pair of white, perky breasts. breasts that were very perky and elastic that I had not encountered in so many years. I originally thought that her areolas had darkened long ago after living together with her boyfriend for so many years, but in fact, they were absolutely pink, with very SMall and very pink areolas, and SMall but already very prominent nipples. It's really like those little girls' breasts in porn movies. I took one in my mouth in one mouthful, and stroked her up and down with my other hand. The water below her was already a SMall ocean, and it started to flow into the butt groove. And she hooked my neck with one hand, and grabbed my penis with the other hand and moved it up and down, and rubbed my balls from time to time. I climbed directly on top of her and moved my body between her open legs. My uncomfortably swollen penis rubbed against her hair, and I also explored the entrance of the hole many times. The glans was already shiny. Her love juice. There was no TT, so I really wanted to use the kitchen safety film. Fortunately, I was still a little rational at this time, so I didn't insert it all at once, so I had to whisper in her ear, I don't have a TT. She said, it's okay, I've been taking medicine. There’s nothing else to say, JJ went in immediately. There was water all down there, so I didn't insert it slowly, I went all the way in one go. She took a breath and wrapped her legs around my waist. I didn't move. It was too tight and I was about to ejaculate. Think about it, if I hadn't jerked off first, I might have cum before I was penetrated. The two legs were tightly clamped around my waist, and I began to thrust in slowly. She closed her eyes and hummed softly. Her two hands grabbed my back harder and harder. I didn't dare to move faster. I inserted it slowly without changing any positions. This was the first time I did it with a girl without using TT. It felt really different. Just like this slowly for two or three minutes, she suddenly pinched me hard with her legs, and pressed her lower body tightly against me. She tilted her head back slightly, and her moans started to grow rapidly. Suddenly, a wave of heat surged up in her Vagina, too. I didn't care about the rhythm anymore. After a while of hard thrusting, I ejaculated all inside her while she made a short and loud cry. It was very comfortable to crawl on top of her, and I didn’t want to move at all. She moved underneath and said, “I’ll wipe it for you.” I was embarrassed, even saying, “I’ll do it, I’ll do it.” I turned sideways and asked her to come out. She said don't move, so she ran to the Bathroom with her hands covering her lower body. After showering, she came over naked, brought toilet paper and towels, wiped me well, and said I must be tired and would wash it off tomorrow morning. Then he got into bed and hugged me. I was very tired and wanted to go to sleep right away.But seeing how energetic she was, she was too embarrassed to sleep, so we started chatting casually with her. She said that the size of my penis was very suitable, but it would be uncomfortable for her if it was too big, and it would be uncomfortable if it was too SMall. I thought, although my penis is not big, it is already 15cm long and relatively thick. Why did she still say that! Then he asked her how she was with her boyfriend before. She didn't shy away from it and said that the two of them were already an old married couple. However, I was still very passionate about having sex. I had it anywhere at Home, and even in my boyfriend’s Office after get off work. I did it every day until something happened, and I haven’t done it for four or five months now. Later I learned that when she returned to China two months later, she and her boyfriend completely separated. They sold everything in their house and the separation was clear. I haven’t done it for a long time, so I felt very comfortable doing it today. I asked her again how she could take Birth Control Pills alone in France. She said that she has been taking this medicine for more than 5 years, and her cousin works as a department Manager in Mafulong Company, so she knows that this medicine is effective, has no side effects, and is good for the skin (as if I am promoting this medicine, haha) ); In addition, her cousin gave her this medicine for free, so she kept taking it. After going abroad, she took one pill a day with her. But she does look much younger than me. Maybe this medicine is really effective, or maybe I am too old, making her look much younger than me. 6. When I woke up the next morning to urinate, it was only after 9 o'clock. Today was Friday, a day when all French people build bridges to rest, so it was very quiet outside and there was no sound of cars. After peeing, I opened the thick curtains a little, and the room suddenly became much brighter. He climbed onto the bed again and hugged her from behind. She seemed to be in a daze and was about to wake up. I held her hand and slowly touched one of her breasts and played with her SMall nipple. After a few times, the SMall nipple became hard and she moved. He turned around and lay flat on his back. I moved my hand to her other breast and hardened the other nipple. At the same time, I gently licked the previous breast. JJ has been standing there since she got up just now. Her legs are moving gently in the quilt, rubbing against JJ. I really want her to give me a blowjob, but I have never been fucked before. I had Oral Sex before, so I didn’t know how to say it. She didn’t seem to have the intention to lick it for me. I didn't care about that much for now. I felt that the room was no longer cold, so I opened the lower half of the quilt and exposed my four legs. She immediately instinctively retracted her legs and asked me what I was doing. Do you want to get up now? I didn't say anything, just got in, put my head on her fur and started rubbing it. At the same time, I saw her beautiful private parts carefully for the first time. Later I found out that she was actually nearly 10 years older than me, almost 30 years old, but her skin was very tight and she had a great figure because she had loved sports since she was a child, was good at swimming, and had gone to School several times. I went to sports School for 19 years, but then I couldn't keep up with my studies, so I gave up. In addition, I don’t have too many trivial things in life to worry about, and I also go for beauty treatments regularly, which is why I maintain such a look. But I don’t understand why her private parts look like those of a little girl. I used to think that if you do too much, the color of your breasts and lower parts will become darker. I saw it last night.Her breasts are already very beautiful, but I didn't expect that her lower parts are also very charming. There wasn't much hair, concentrated in a SMall area. When I ran my tongue around her clitoris, she spread her legs further. Her labia were very SMall, or her entire Vagina was very SMall, and it was deeply sunk inside. Like the steamed bun B mentioned on the Internet, both sides of the labia are very clean, without a single hair, and there is no pigmentation. It is the same color as other skin. If you gently peel it away, there is already sparkling water coming out. I also have it. I have never given a girl Oral Sex before, and her clitoris is also very SMall, not as prominent as in the porn videos, so I don’t know how to start. It should be the mouth. More importantly, maybe she is too embarrassed to let me see it like this. Her lower body, her legs were not spread too far apart, and my tongue was relatively short, so it was difficult to lick inside, so I licked the clitoris, kissed around the edge and then inserted JJ directly. I'm still a little embarrassed to say it. Maybe it's because I have too little experience and I want to cum as soon as I insert it. In the past, I basically never had sex with my girlfriend in China. So strictly speaking, I am still a Virgin in France, haha, despise myself. I originally thought that I would make this girl (who could actually be considered a Young Woman) have orgasms like in the pornographic movies. In fact, I haven’t practiced that yet. It only lasted five minutes before I ejaculated. Looking back now, the feeling of ejaculating inside without a TT was different. She seemed very comfortable, but not as excited as last night, and maybe a little bit unsatisfied. In the next two days, we didn't go out except to the nearby supermarket to buy things. That night, and the next day, we did it three times. I don't know what the problem is, and I have never been brave. , although she kept telling me that it was comfortable, I kept mumbling in my heart, why is it like this? Later, Ah Q took a look at himself and decided that it was caused by her lower body being too tight and not wearing a TT, so I felt a little bit uncomfortable. Feel better. On the morning of the last day, she took the 11 o'clock Train. We had already eaten at 10 o'clock and packed her luggage. However, the Train station is only a 5-minute walk from my house. There is no need to go so early. We stood by the window. When talking, every sentence seems to drag on for time. At 10:30, I thought I could go out and slowly walked over, so I leaned in and kissed her deeply, saying that I couldn't let her go. She immediately took the initiative to hook my neck and kissed me hard for nearly a minute. At this time, I couldn't control the time, so I just untied her trousers. She threw the SMall bag on her shoulder to the ground and came over to take off my trousers. I was still wearing the same Adidas, and I didn't have any trousers. Light. The most annoying thing was that JJ suddenly softened. He was still upright during the kiss, but he softened as soon as he saw the light. When she caught JJ with one hand, she might have been a little surprised and even SMiled. I was a little stupid and didn't know what to say, so I said, "JJ is afraid of the cold." Behind us is a SMall table. I bought it from IKEA. It is a very short one. It costs a little more than 9 euros. It is used as a desk and as a dining table for meals. A house of 12 square meters is too SMall, so there is nodesk. She sat on the SMall table, said to help you warm up, and took the little JJ into her mouth in one mouthful. Oh my God, my legs were so weak that I almost couldn't stand still. I was so hopeless! After a while, JJ got up. At first she was still holding JJ in her mouth and moving, but then she moved back and forth. I looked down at the 15cm JJ going in and out of her mouth, and my blood was boiling. I squatted down, took off her pants, lowered my head and licked a few spots around her Vagina. I don't know if it was her vaginal lubricant or my saliva, but it was all watery, so I raised my penis and inserted it. The SMall IKEA table was really too SMall, and our posture was very strange. Although the bed was right next to it, I didn't want to change places. She hooked her hands around my neck and clamped her legs around my waist. He put his hands on the SMall table behind her and started thrusting quickly. It was very slippery down there, and there was the sound of Squirting water. She didn't care about the nine shallows and the deep, she just went to the bottom every time. If I hadn't supported her with both hands behind her, she would have pushed me off the table. In front of me was a wall clock on the Bathroom door. I clearly remember that we had sex from 10:38 to 10:50. It was just the same position and frequency. I never expected that sex would be so tiring and my hands would be sore because she was so tight. She clung to me tightly, strangling me hard with both hands and legs, and my back was almost leaving the SMall table, and she screamed loudly. When I finally ejaculated, I wanted to free my hand to gag her. Although I had ejaculated every day these days, I still squirted more than ten times this time. She also straightened her waist and was shaking motionlessly. for nearly half a minute. After that, there was no more lingering words. She wiped it casually and stood up. Her Vagina was still leaking Semen, and there was no time to wash it. She took out a pad from the SMall bag and put it on her Underwear, then put on her pants. He rushed out with his luggage. When we ran to the platform, the conductor happened to be blowing the whistle, and she rushed up without looking at the car number. Looking back at me, I wanted to lean in for a kiss, but she hurriedly said that I was leaving and the car door was about to close. Just took a step inside. The car door slowly closed, and she waved to me from inside and said goodbye to Paris. (It’s not easy to recall, so keep writing) 7. In fact, there are many things that can be written, but there are also many things that cannot be edited. For example, a friend asked me to write about the kitchen, balcony, and sofa. Life in France is quite difficult, especially in Paris. The monthly rent for a 50-square-meter house costs 1,000 euros, and the one with a balcony is even more expensive. The kitchen is only two or three square meters, so it is difficult to find romance in these places. However, children who grow up under the red flag are not afraid of hardship. Give full play to your intelligence and create fun in life. In the first month after arriving in Paris, I lived in the living room of a friend. I am a girl who has been in Paris for two years. The house I rented will not be available until next month, so I temporarily found a friend. I stayed at a friend's house for nearly a month. Let me start by saying that we have been relatively calm with this girl for a month. The main reason is that she is the girlfriend of a Colleague of my friend in China, so she can be considered an acquaintance. surnameC, a finance major at Paris Dauphine university, her boyfriend works in Jiangsu. I later went back to China and had dinner with her boyfriend. She goes back twice a year, so after two years abroad, she has gone back three times. Her boyfriend paid for the air tickets. One round trip costs 8,000 yuan, which is not easy. The houses in Paris are very SMall, and international students cannot afford to live in big ones. C's house is actually just one room, and the living room is actually a larger kitchen and hallway. I estimate it is 5 square meters. There was a sofa bed, but it took up too much space and my luggage was too big, so I slept on that sofa that was never opened during that month. Just such a house with a total of less than 20 square meters costs more than 600 euros. It's already nice to have a sofa to sleep on. C is relatively tall, nearly 1.65 meters tall. He is above average in appearance, relatively slender, and has long hair. He usually wears it in a braid when going out. Sometimes he looks better if he lets his long hair down at Home. Since she is the Wife of a friend, she is very careful when she lives there. She doesn't dare to say anything too arrogant, and she tries not to show up at Home during the day. She doesn't dare to go to bed too early at night. She likes to sleep in, and goes to bed relatively late at night. She reads online in the inner room, goes to the toilet, and gets something in the living room. I usually go to bed close to 1 o'clock, but sometimes I can vaguely hear her voice making Internet calls inside, and sometimes I can hear the content of her conversation with her boyfriend. In that case, I would most likely be late for class the next day. Especially since my School is in the southeast corner of Paris, it is quite far away. It normally takes 40 minutes to get to School by subway, so it is quite normal to be late or even arrive. Another reason is that there are too many Chinese people in this public university, and there is a serious lack of the feeling of studying abroad. This is also the main reason why I am not interested in going to School. It's not like the city I was in in the north. There were very few Chinese people, but the French were still very warm and polite to us. Living in a room like this, there was no privacy at all. I didn’t even dare to sleep in just my Underwear, so I washed a pair of sweatpants and used them as pajamas. Moreover, this house originally only had one large room. The landlord used two layers of gypsum board to separate it in the middle to make it a one-bedroom and one-living room. It is estimated that the landlord did not put soundproof asbestos in the wall when he was renovating the house. What, so the wall is not soundproof at all. I think C must not know that she is inside. On the first day I moved in, I heard her talking on the phone inside. If you listen carefully, you can still make out what she said. I was living under someone else's roof and we were acquaintances, so I didn't have any bad intentions. Although I aroused the lust that I had been holding back for ten months more than a month ago, I still couldn't attack my friend's Wife. And C seemed to be very careful. Every time after taking a shower, he would bring the washed Underwear into the room to dry, so I couldn't find anything that made me obscene. One night after living there honestly for three or four days, it was almost one o'clock. I was already lying on the sofa a little unconscious. I vaguely heard C's voice Calling on the phone inside, as if she was with her friend. When I called online, they all told me to take care of myself and not to go out at night.I went out with my female colleagues or something, so I covered my ears with the quilt and continued to sleep. I seemed to vaguely hear the sound of a woman Moaning in my dream. I woke up immediately and raised my head to listen carefully. It was coming from inside. Damn it, couldn't it be her watching porn? I might as well sit up and listen. When watching a pornographic film, I don’t have to use speakers to play it. I can just use headphones! I got up and tiptoed to the door of her room, wanting to listen carefully. Suddenly, I noticed a light coming from the keyhole of the door lock. I lowered my head and took a look. Haha, it turned out to be an old-fashioned lock. The key can connect the inside and outside. The old-looking key can be used from the inside or the outside. Locked. When she locked the door with the key, she turned it and exposed the empty lower half of the key. I could easily see inside. He quickly went to the sofa and groped in the dark to find his glasses, put them on, walked to the door and looked inside. My first peeping experience.８ Her room was also very SMall, only about ten square meters. Looking through the keyhole, it happened to be her writing desk. She was sitting on a SMall swivel chair, looking at the computer with her back to the door, her long hair hanging on the back of the chair. He even had one leg raised on the desk, and it was a bare leg! Damn, you can't be masturbating. This was my first reaction, and I immediately became excited. I can't tell. It can be said that the students of Paris Dauphine university are all top students. They are usually very simple and don't look slutty at all. I never expected that they would be like this when they are alone. Everyone may be like this. The more serious a girl you see, the more you will have thoughts about her. If you usually have a very romantic look, if you can see some parts, it won't be too exciting. I carefully put the glasses on the keyhole, and saw half of my butt through the gap between the backrest and the seat cushion of the swivel chair. It was indeed that my lower body was naked. Judging from the shoulders exposed above the back of the chair, my upper body should also be naked. . It's a pity that it's just the back, nothing can be seen. Did you see it? I hate it so much. You are the only one in your Office... She seemed to be still talking. When I looked carefully, I realized that she was still wearing a headset. It turns out she was videotaping with her boyfriend in China! It was such a fucking Pleasure for her boyfriend. Perhaps because he was wearing a microphone, C didn't realize that his voice was already louder, especially in the dead of night. I was very excited and knelt on the floor. My knees were a little hurt, so I took the coat that was thrown aside and put it on the ground. I knelt on it comfortably, with the height just facing the keyhole. Her butt was less than two meters away from me, but the desk lamp was too dim and backlit, so I couldn't see clearly. She's still talking inside. Did you see her? Don't let your colleagues see her. Are you alone? Can't see clearly? Then I'll move the camera closer... She put her legs down on the table, moved the notebook a little closer to her face, and then pulled the screen down a little so that the camera clipped above the notebook could be pointed better. When I moved to this position, I saw that my nose was pressed against the door, and the screen was right in front of the keyhole, less than two meters away! Although she had her back to the door and I couldn't see anything, I saw her whole body, completely naked, on the screen! The window of her MSN is not very wide.The notebook is only 12 inches, but I have given full play to my SMall universe, and my eyes can be used as magnifying glasses. It seems to be quite hairy, and you can't tell how big the breasts are, but you can see that the two nipples are quite dark. She pulled out her lower body and showed it to her boyfriend, who seemed very excited as well. A man in a suit and tie was moving around in the SMall video window. When C moved her fingers up and down to show her boyfriend, she would make a humming sound from time to time. Only then did I feel that her humming was not very natural, maybe she was humming it to her boyfriend. That guy came to the Company early in the morning just to watch the real-life version of the pornographic film! The leaders of their Company must have thought he was a hard-working young man, haha, they were fooled! But later I went back to China and had dinner with this guy once. He was really a progressive young man, and he was more popular with girls. From his tone, it seemed that he had not been idle during the three years that C had been abroad. . Fortunately, in the end, we waited until C returned to China to live together. Forget it if you can’t see it clearly. If I had known it, I wouldn’t have bought it yesterday. It still costs 29 euros! C was a little unhappy. It turned out that this was the first time for a live online show. I was really lucky. If you can't see clearly, take the camera off and point it at Mimi and BB to take pictures one by one! When I saw that they had no video experience, I really wanted to knock on the door and go in to remind her. It seemed that the Brother couldn't see clearly and was a little anxious. C was also impatient. After saying that he couldn't see clearly, I logged off. He closed the video window and changed to voice mode. As soon as I saw the show was over, I immediately got up and got into bed. But she kept her ears open to listen, and what followed was what C blamed her boyfriend for, and said that she still had some books to read, and she couldn't see anything clearly, why did you keep reading for so long, and what if she won't read them again. ...What else is there that I don’t want to see if you are so SMall? It’s all hairy and so on. I laughed to death in bed after hearing this. But speaking of it, in the next month, she really didn't show it to her boyfriend again. There was not a single video. More than a week later, I pretended to ask her if she had a camera to lend me. She said she had bought one before, but it was difficult to see clearly and it was difficult to use. Fortunately, she bought it at Fnac and it was ready the next day. I found an excuse and quit. Although that was the only time I peeked at her slightly lustful side, I knew the advantages of the old-fashioned French door locks. What made me even more happy was that the door lock in her Bathroom was also the same! 9. The day after I secretly watched her video, the way I looked at her was wrong. When I saw her again in the afternoon, I couldn't help but imagine what she looked like underneath, especially when I saw her simple and serious face. So since she came Home at around 7pm, my little penis has not been out of bed. It has been stretched out in my pants. I am worried that it will die due to lack of oxygen. She waited until after 11 o'clock, read a book for a while, then came out as usual, passed the living room and went to the Bathroom to take a shower. I didn't turn on the light in the living room, and curled up on the sofa to watch the movie with headphones on. She might have said hello to me when she passed by, but I deliberately turned on the headphones very loudly, so I didn't even raise my head and pretended not to. See what she looks likeson. As soon as I saw her entering the Bathroom out of the corner of my eye, I took off my headphones and waited. The door closed, the plastic bag rattled twice, and then the door clicked and locked. Soon, there were hissing sounds inside. I immediately jumped up from the sofa, carefully ran to the Bathroom door, took a deep breath, and squatted down. The Bathroom door was facing the toilet. My heart was beating very fast because she was sitting naked on the toilet, peeing and stuffing her long hair into a plastic hair cover. She was not going to wash her hair tonight. When I was raising my hands to do my hair, a pair of breasts were facing the keyhole, right in front of my eyes! Under the 60-watt incandescent lamp, at a distance of less than 1 meter, my penis was extremely congested. C's breasts are not big, at most a B cup, the areolas are not big, and the nipples are dark. It was cooler when I took off my clothes when I could. I could even count the goosebumps on her breasts, and the nipples were bulging. I found that at this moment, I was even more excited than when I was in Yunyu more than a month ago. She fixed her hair, leaned forward a little, put her hands down on her thighs, and sat on the toilet for another half minute. During this half minute, the distance between her face and mine outside the door was less than 30 centimeters. , I felt like I had heard her breathing. The two breasts were hanging there, not big, with two black grapes hanging there. I looked at her face carefully, and at the same time I looked at her two breasts, as if they were facing each other. Occasionally she would move her gaze to the door lock or even the keyhole in front of her nose, but it was bright inside and dark outside. She could not see it, let alone the peeping eye 30 centimeters away. I can still clearly recall that kind of stimulation, and every time I recall it, my heart beats faster unconsciously. She sat up, took out the roll of paper from the side and wiped her lower body. I really don’t understand. I have to take a shower, so why waste that paper? If it were me, I would just pee in the shower room and even save water for flushing the toilet. After she wiped her lower body, she stood up, and suddenly a piece of black pubic hair blocked my eyes. A lush patch of pubic hair! I really didn’t expect that a very gentle, tall, and delicate girl would have such strong hair down there that even from less than 30 centimeters away, one could vaguely SMell her odor down there; the hair is a standard inverted triangle, all the way to Lower abdomen above the pubic bone. It was larger in area and denser, like a wool blanket, lying flat on her lower abdomen. In less than 10 seconds, she walked into the SMall shower room next to her. She couldn't see anything anymore, but the visual impact of these 10 seconds made me breathe quickly for a long time, as if there was a female inside. The slut with strong secretion of sex hormones but has been suppressed for a long time is waiting for a man to free her. I stood up, took out my swollen cock and fucked it myself. girls always take a long time to take a bath. While playing with my penis in the dark, I imagined the abyss hidden in her black pubic hair. Suddenly I discovered that her room door was ajar. Normally I would not go in when she was at Home, and it was locked when she was not at Home. But only at this time, when taking a shower every day, it was undefended. I walked in quickly with my penis held tight. The room is SMallVery neat. There are a pile of books and photocopied handouts on the table next to the SMall bed, as well as a few dictionaries, and a SMall zippered canvas wardrobe. The only thing that attracted me was a bra hanging on the clothes rack by the window. She might have brought her panties into the Bathroom, so I pulled them off. They were from Egg Etam, 70A, and sure enough they only had an A cup. I guess it’s not easy to buy such a SMall bra in France! I wrapped my little penis in a bra and moved it up and down very quickly. I soon felt the urge to cum. I stopped quickly, flattened the bra, checked whether there was any hair on it, and hung it back on the hanger. I returned to the living room with my JJ firmly in place, and stood by the kitchen sink in the corner of the living room to continue my JJ massage. Listening to the sound of water inside, and feeling like I was about to ejaculate, the sound of water inside stopped. How come it was washed so quickly? Maybe it’s because I didn’t wash my hair. I immediately stopped my hand and squatted at the Bathroom door. The shower curtain opened with a swish, and two slender legs appeared in front of the keyhole from the side. They had been wiped with water, and their fur was standing upright and fluffy. I don’t know why she was standing there with her pubic hair facing me. I stared at the shiny black blanket. Then she turned around, put one foot on the steps of the shower room, and bent down towards the floor of the shower room. I don’t know what she was doing, but with this bend, she completely exposed the Vagina that I had been thinking about for a long time. In front of the keyhole, she has a somewhat plump Vagina. The hair has grown almost to the edge of the Anus. Although it is not long, there is still a lot of it. The two large labia hang out, as if there are still water drops hanging on them. The color of her labia was also darker. As her body moved, her labia seemed to be shaking. From time to time, the vaginal opening was exposed, which gave me nosebleeds. My hand didn't stop, moving up and down her JJ. Looking at her labia, it erupted violently within a few strokes. Fortunately, I covered it with both hands, otherwise it would have gotten on my clothes and the door. In less than two minutes, she stood up and bent down again. Only then did I see that she found that the water in the shower was a bit blocked, so she opened the SMall cover on it and cleaned out the long hair inside. I quickly got up and went to the sink to wash my hands, dried them and sat back on the sofa, put on my headphones and continued to pretend to watch a movie. 10. This SMall keyhole made every day of my first month in Paris so enjoyable and exciting. There were very few classes in the School for the first two weeks, and then classes started slowly, and things got really busy. I am in a good mood when I go to School every morning, and I always focus on the half hour before going to bed at night. I don’t feel any warm feeling at Home, but I still look forward to the time when I come Home from School every day. As we have lived longer, C talks to me a little more at Home. She regards me as her boyfriend's good friend, so she is quite polite to me. But she doesn't seem to be too talkative, and she's a good student who studies hard, so the chats are mostly about superficial things, such as School, professional courses, looking for an internship, looking for a job, etc. I feel like she never left School and entered Paris.. The whole look of a nerd. I wanted to ask her about what fun things there are in Paris, but she didn’t know. She had lived in Paris for nearly two years and had only been to the Louvre, the Musée d’Orsay and a few other SMall museums such as Guimet and Rodin; I went there on the first weekend of every month in France when museums are free, and I didn’t spend a penny on it. In my opinion, she is still a very boring woman. Later, I thought about it, maybe it was because the finance department of Paris Dauphine university was so good, so the study pressure was relatively high. In addition, she had never worked in France, and she was relatively economical with money. She was reluctant to spend money outside of study and life. place. The more frugal and dignified a girl is, the greater the stimulation of lust will be, especially after looking at her from top to bottom. Now every day when she walks past me, in my eyes, she seems to be naked. Even sometimes her breasts suddenly get bigger, and I laugh secretly in my heart. She must have changed to a thick sponge. padded bra. In this month, C is the woman whose body I have observed the most carefully in my life, and she is a true peeper. I feel like my eyes have become bigger and SMaller. Every inch of C's skin has been broken down into pieces that I have seen and tasted bit by bit over 20 days. I especially remember her Asshole surrounded by a ring of short hair, and the two SMall black moles on her labia majora. To this day, I can’t remember her buttocks, her breasts, and her nipples clearly, but the two long and large labia minora, the Anus, and the two “beauty marks” are all clearly imprinted in my brain. memory. Because the rent was confiscated, mainly because she refused to collect it, I was really embarrassed and could only go to Beautiful City, where Chinese supermarkets gather, every day or two to buy a variety of vegetables and come back to eat with her. She rarely cooks at Home, and only one dish is cooked. I don’t want to make other people’s houses as big as my own, so I mainly buy cooked vegetables and snacks when I go to the supermarket. A little vegetable or something. One time I brought some big meat buns, and she was very surprised and asked me how come there are meat buns in Paris. What a nerd! The two of us almost never ate at the table together. I usually put it in a bowl and sat on the sofa to eat while watching the computer. She would eat it quickly and silently. It is very embarrassing for two people to eat at the same table without saying anything. Mainly because she seemed unable to pick up what I said and didn't respond at all, so on the second day after I moved in, I deliberately stopped eating at the table. The days of living in C's house passed very quickly. One month came in a blink of an eye. The house I rented there was also vacant. The previous tenant took away or sold a lot of his own things, even those that could not be sold. I also got rid of the single bed, but you actually wanted to sell it to me for 100 euros, saying it was brand new. I thought, you can’t move it away, and you can’t sell it, so it won’t be mine by then! Unexpectedly, he was even more shameless than me. He posted a post on the Internet, saying that the starting price was 1 euro and no delivery, but someone actually bought it for 20 euros. For this reason, I spent 190 euros to buy a new one. I didn’t have a car, so I asked the store to deliver it to my Home. The day we moved out of C’s house was Saturday. We didn’t have many things, just one suitcase and three large bags.A cardboard box and a bag; but there is definitely no way to get there by subway. So I spent 40 euros online to find a student with a car to transport my things. A young man named Chen drove a very new Rover. I was still thinking, how can I make such a SMall amount of money driving such a good car? Later I found out that I had used a Renault 19 and earned this Rover worth more than 6,000 yuan with just this little money. I suddenly understood the difference in vision and concepts between international students from other provinces and those in Paris. C carried my notebook and sent me downstairs. Before the car arrived, she stood downstairs to help me look after my luggage. I was already sweating profusely as I moved my things down to the third floor. As soon as we finished moving, the car arrived. I was out of breath and didn't know what to say. I kept thanking her for her help this month. She also politely said that she had gained weight by eating my food every day for this month. Thank you I am. She didn’t know that before I moved the last box down, I put a SMall box on her desk. Inside was a facial care set from Vizi. C’s skin was good, but it was a pity that the products she used were all domestic products brought from China. Skin care products. Before I got in the car, she waved to me and said, there will be no one to chat with in the evening, so please come back and see me when you have time. I thought to myself, you never chatted with me when I was here; what do you mean by coming back to see the house when you have time? Looking at you? Or look at the good stuff in the keyhole? Later, I never saw her again in France. I only exchanged greetings with her online. I didn’t see her again until I had dinner with the young couple after returning to China. It’s back to the days of living alone. A SMall apartment similar to the one C rented, but not as big as hers. There is not even a table in my so-called living room, only a 40cm wide folding sofa. It is called a sofa because there is Spongy. It folds into 30%, and when released, it becomes a nearly 2-meter-long sponge cushion, which can be used as a bed. I don’t know which tenant it was passed down from, and I don’t know what the sponge inside looks like. Anyway, when the sofa is used, one butt can pass through three layers of sponge and sit on the ground. Later, I bought a second-hand IKEA SMall square table from the Internet to use with this SMall sofa. The height is just right. The IKEA in Paris was too far away and there was no way to get there without a car, so I later started to get used to buying second-hand goods on French international student websites. It was cheap and practical, and I also made many friends through this. L is a girl from Beijing whom I met when I was shopping for second-hand stuff online. At that time, I wanted her handheld vacuum cleaner, desk lamp, printer, writing desk, a folding chair and a bunch of racks for drying clothes and kitchen utensils. The total cost was only 80 euros. . 11. L is leaving Paris to study in another province for her third year of college, so she is slowly selling things. She could have continued studying in Paris, but she wanted to study for a master's degree in Paris eventually. If she did not study in other provinces during this period, she would have been Paris was too boring, so she applied to go to a School in a tourist city on the shore of the Blue Sea

. She called the secretariat and learned that she had been accepted and was now waiting for a call.I went to register as soon as the notification arrived. I started Calling her and went straight to the voicemail. A very lively voice said first in French and then in Chinese, please leave a message if you have anything. He sounds like a Beijinger. Within three minutes of me leaving the message, she came back, saying that she was chatting with a friend just now, and then enthusiastically introduced her stuff to me. I said that I had read her post and there was nothing else I wanted. She said you should come over and take a look. It is very cheap and will be thrown away if no one wants it. There was no need to transfer to the subway, it was a direct Train. As soon as I got out of the subway, I saw a very energetic girl. To be honest, at first glance, I thought she was a boy. His hair is very short, he is wearing lively sportswear, and he has a little bounce when he walks. The figure also looks very sporty. His facial features are not bad, at least they are quite straight. As soon as he saw me, he waved to me vigorously. It was only about ten meters away. Is it so exaggerated? While we were chatting casually, we walked downstairs to her house. In less than five minutes, we seemed to know each other very well. Her Home is on the seventh floor, the top floor, and there is no elevator. I even stopped to rest once while I was going up. She looked at me on the stairs with a SMile and said, "You are so useless. Why are you still a man?" Did you use too much at night? Damn it, we just chatted for a few minutes, are we that familiar? But she really didn’t show much air. In one word, she was tough. Her room is really simple, just one room, with an integrated shower room in the corner, a double-burner stove and a sink next to it, a bed, a canvas wardrobe, a one-meter-high SMall bookshelf, and a desk. The things I want have been put there, and there are quite a lot of them. It also includes three pots of different sizes, plates, bowls, chopsticks, soy sauce, etc. There were several large bags and two unsealed cardboard boxes on the ground. It’s easier on you. She bent down and rummaged through a cardboard box again, and took out a black bag. Give! I took it and opened it to see a telescope, a high-power telescope that was 90% new. What do I want this for? It’s no use being cheap! I think I live on the second floor and there is no view outside. If I live on the seventh floor like her, it would be a good idea to buy one for fun. No money, no gifts, either? She was still SMiling. Why? I was very wary, worried that she was trying to take the opportunity to sell something else, or was she trying to impress me? Although she is a bit crazy, she looks pretty good, at least she is still a woman. Why? Just give it to you. I can't use it anymore. I still don't believe her. You can just give me any reason, otherwise how could I have the nerve to accept it? In fact, I quite like this thing. You look like my Brother. I'm dizzy. Such vulgar pick-up techniques can also be used on me by her! I SMiled bitterly, is your Brother as ugly as me? You still look like my mother! She wasn't annoyed, why did you talk so much nonsense? Just take it. Then he kicked one of the bags on the ground twice and said, "See if you want this." I want to stuff my head inside, a lot of gaudy garbage. A big Chinese festival, pen holder, portable iron, a tri-fold umbrella, unused tissues, two SMallPlush toys, a SMall vase, unopened laundry detergent, a pile of new rags, two SMall rugs, a CD bag, a SMall tripod, three or four photo frames, an electric kettle, a coffee machine, and a bunch of USB cables, network cables, etc. A SMall cordless telephone, etc. There were indeed some useful things inside, so I asked her how much the electric kettle, umbrella and coffee machine cost. She said twenty euros. I said buying them all new would only cost thirty. She put a hand on my shoulder and said seriously. Twenty is twenty. But if you carry away everything in this bag without throwing it away, you are only fifTeen! I fainted again! But I still take advantage of it. make a deal. From the seventh floor of her house, which has no elevator, to the second floor of my house. The subway takes more than ten minutes in between. I made three round trips, and two more round trips the next night. At about 11 o'clock the next night, when I was on the last subway ride Home, she called me and said she wanted 20 euros. The buyer of her microwave oven was put off because a large supermarket advertised a sale next week, with a brand-new one only costing 29€9. You're giving me a bargain again. Do you want 15 euros? Once again, I took advantage of myself. At around one o'clock, I completed the sixth round and lay down on the bed. 12. Not to mention, after spending a huge sum of money to buy this pile of rags and putting them in the house and tidying them up, it really looks like a Home. During those ten days, I came back from School every day and did this and that, just like in my childhood. I didn’t video chat with my girlfriend, but I took several photos and sent them to her. She suddenly felt that I knew how to live well, and said she really wanted to live in a SMall house like this with me. I also understand that her Company gave her a suite of nearly 100 square meters for free. Although it was not given to her, as long as she works in the Company, the house can be used indefinitely. She also spent some money to make the house feel cozy, but she still cried on the phone many times and said she felt cold at Home alone and wanted me to go back and stay with her. She also blames me for lying to her about going to England for a year. Now she has gone to France for a year before starting her master's degree. She still has to wait for another year! It made me feel so sad and I immediately said that I would go back to see her during the following holidays. She said she would come back for a month and then go back for half a year before returning to China completely. Don’t waste your money like this. In those two days, I basically received two emails at the same time. One was from my old Lover W who had been training near Paris for half a year, and the other was from my girlfriend. We haven't had much contact with W since the last three days of passion in northern France. We only occasionally sent emails and made a few phone calls. During the phone calls and emails, it was as if nothing had happened to us, and we were a little bit beyond the ordinary. There are no words from friends. It may be that there is no emotion between us, only passion. She sent an email saying that her training was basically over. She wanted to sign up for a tour group to go to Italy at the beginning of next month. She would return Home from Paris after spending a few days in Paris in the middle of the month and asked if it would be nice to stay at my house for a few days. Just when I couldn't help but want to reply and said it was no problem, I first read my girlfriend's email. She said that my mother told her that her cousin’s daughter, Xiao K, had just graduated from high School and was going toI came to France to study. I will arrive next month. I am going to Lyon to study business studies. Because the classes were all taught in English, she didn’t learn a word of French. I heard from my mother that I was in France and she wanted me to help little K. First pick her up at the airport, and then let her stay in Paris for three or four days. On the one hand, I will acCompany her to get familiar with life in France, such as taking the subway, going to the supermarket, shopping for groceries, using mobile phones, etc., and on the other hand, waiting for the child K is a classmate who will be a high-level business classmate whom he found online, a girl who flew from Beijing to Paris. After the girl arrived in Paris, I picked her up at the airport, then took the two of them to the Train station, helped them buy Train tickets to Lyon and put them on the Train. Because this girl has already found someone to help rent a house in Lyon, little K can share the house with her. Grandma, a very difficult task! Where did this little K come from? Later I called my mother and found out that I had met her once when I attended a cousin's wedding when I was in college. She was still in elementary School at that time. She was a little girl. She sat next to me during the wedding banquet. What did she look like? I don’t remember the appearance, but I remember a fat girl who was very good at eating. He must have failed to get into college and spent money to get gold plating. If you have money, go to the United Kingdom or the United States, or go to France to take English classes. I really don’t understand. When I took a look, there seemed to be a slight conflict between the time this damn girl came and the time W came. what to do? After some planning, I immediately wrote back to the mature woman W, telling her that my cousin was coming to live in the middle of the month, and asked her to come to Paris first at the beginning of the month. I just happened to leave her luggage at my house, so I could move out of her house a few days in advance and save some money. Pay me rent. After arriving in Paris, I will visit Paris first, and then go to Italy with a group a few days later. After returning, I will return directly from Paris. Later, it turned out that I was wise. On the third day after W went to Italy, the dead girl K arrived in Paris. If the arrangement had been reversed, W and I would not have a chance to stay together for a day. In order to welcome W, I found the Wanji ginseng capsules that were about to expire and took one capsule twice a day for more than a week. During those days, I was in great spirits every day. I was not in a daze every day in class, and I was never late for a day, which surprised the few JJMMs in the class who were used to me being late. From two days before W was coming to when she went to Italy, I took two pills every morning. So for more than a week, my little Brother was upright most of the time. For this reason, I also changed into a pair of thick jeans. To cover up; what’s more, the wet dream that hadn’t appeared for a long time came back again. I felt distressed when I looked at the hardened Underwear that morning. What a waste! Can't you bear it for two more days? It’s really not easy to be a man! W arrived at Paris-Saint-Nacha Train station in the morning. It happened to be the first weekend of the month and the museum was free. After I helped her drag her two suitcases, one large and one SMall, Home, I immediately went out again. At the subway entrance, I bought the subway ticket for her, explained the route and went Home on the pretext that I had classes in the afternoon. Because on the way to my house, we were as polite as ordinary classmates, with no ambiguity at all. The look in her eyes when she looked at me couldn't be called cold, but there was no hint of enthusiaSM either. I didn’t want to go shopping with her all of a sudden, and I was really too lazy to go shopping.. I went to the Chinese supermarket in Beautiful City to buy some cooked vegetables and a bottle of red wine for 9 euros and then went Home. Now I seem to be able to tell the quality of red wine, so I usually buy AOC with a price of more than 5 euros, and I have a little knowledge of the production area. However, the 9 Euro MoutonCadet is still relatively expensive, and this is my first time to buy it. At 8 o'clock in the evening, W came back. When she didn't come back at 7 o'clock, I thought she was lost. But he didn’t call her, and he drank red wine alone on the SMall table in the living room. I used a goblet I bought from L. As soon as she came back, I put some cooked vegetables in the microwave and beat them. She washed her hands and sat down, cross-legged on the SMall sofa, and I sat on L's two SMall rugs. I clinked glasses with her twice and wished her a successful completion of the training mission, and then started eating. There were a lot of dishes, and I didn’t cook rice. We ate very slowly. By 10 o’clock, the red wine was almost finished, and we were still talking about some boring nonsense. When the silence came, we would raise our glasses or just flatter each other. . Later, she suddenly asked me, is it really your cousin coming? ​I said yes. If I lie to you about my puppy, I won’t show you my mail. I regretted it as soon as I said it. It was an email sent by my girlfriend. She didn’t know what to think after reading it. Although I don't care what she thinks. She said, why should I read your email? Just come. I just put a stone in my heart. I also secretly laughed, she was still a little jealous. She asked again, is she really your cousin? I'm serious, it's from my aunt's house. In fact, she is my cousin's aunt, who has no blood relationship with me. But of course I can't say this word out loud. I would also like to add that you can read my email. She said, no need to look. I originally thought you didn't want me to live in your house. When I heard this, I felt happy. She was really jealous. She said with relief, okay. He took the initiative to raise the glass and said, "Let's finish this last bit." He drank it in one sip, finishing nearly a third of the glass of red wine. I planned to drink it slowly, but now I could only pour it into my mouth. She stood up and said, you clean up the leftovers, I'll take a shower, and you clean up the bed. I dug out a big bag and went into the Bathroom. I poured all the leftovers into the garbage bag and quickly washed the two bowls and cups. I was still thinking about what she meant by tidying up the bed. Was it to make another sofa bed or something? Not daring to do anything more, I collected the clothes on the SMall bed and spread the quilt. She turned off the headlight and replaced it with the lamp on the table beside the bed. She was burying her head in the closet looking for pajamas when she came out of the Bathroom, wiping her long black hair and wearing only a bath towel. Little JJ got up immediately. You go and take a shower too, she said.13 After a quick rush, I came out. Wearing only a pair of panties I walked up to her. She was already sitting on the bed, with the quilt covering her chest. She glanced at the bulging middle of my Underwear and asked me, why don't you acCompany me to the museum? You told me to go to School on the weekend? I thought, yes, I'm wearing it. I mean, I actually did a projet with my classmates and copied their class notes. she said, Paris is really nice, the copy shop near the School is also open on weekends. I'm dumb. Okay, stop making it up, laziness is just laziness. Still pretending! She didn't intend to go into details. come over. I took a step forward, she reached out and pulled down my Underwear, and my little penis popped out. Let me see if you have used it during this time. She grabbed her balls with one hand and her JJ with the other hand and started moving. The quilt surrounding her chest was loosened by the shaking of her hands, and her two erect breasts swayed out. I moved my lower body forward, wanting her to give me a blowjob, but she didn't turn her head away, and continued to stroke her penis with bulging veins up and down, rubbing her balls and saying, "It seems to be well maintained, the hair is really good." That's a lot. I just like hairy men. Come up. I sat on the bed, without kissing her, I took her elastic breasts into my mouth, sucked hard, and kept rolling on the nipples. One hand was stroking the soft pubic hair, and from time to time it touched her deeply hidden clitoris; but it never touched any further. She grabbed my JJ's hand and never let go. She held it at the base and started to jerk me off slowly but forcefully. I kissed one of her breasts, then kissed her upwards. I stayed on her neck and ears for a long time, and kissed her all the way to the back of her neck. She cooperated by lowering her head so that the back of her neck was exposed. I could feel her. She was enjoying it because her hand on my cock slowed down significantly. By the time I kissed her from the back of her neck to her throat and shoulders, she had already actively moved her shoulders toward me, and her buttocks were also gently raised. One of my hands was still running over the fur, and I just pressed her clitoris a few more times. When I started kissing from her shoulders to between her breasts, navel, and lower abdomen, her hand holding JJ had loosened slightly. When she tried to hold JJ again, I had already buried my nose in her SMall, flexible penis. The vaginal hair was covered in my pubic hair, and my fingers slid from the clitoris to the vaginal opening. The hole was completely wet. I looked carefully and saw that it was shiny. The light red vaginal opening was slightly open, and the vaginal fluid with a few SMall bubbles was still there. Flow out quietly. I moved her body upright, slowly put the swollen glans into her Vagina, rubbed it against the entrance, and put one hand on her neck and gently caressed her ears. Two or three minutes later, I saw that her slightly opened eyes were blurred, and as her moans became louder, she inserted the entire penis to the end at once, and then pulled out only half of it every time. Her voice suddenly became louder. There was a squeaking sound as water was squeezed out from underneath. I didn't stop or adjust the rhythm. I continued to move straight into her heart for four or five minutes. Her legs also went from being spread apart on the bed, to wrapped around my waist, to spread and erect, and finally spread out again. Lift your waist and hips up on the bed to cater to me. A wave of heat surged from my body to my penis. I didn't stop. I put my hands on both sides of her head and sprinted hard. She was already pushed to the head of the bed by me, and she could only turn her head sideways. She opened her mouth and made a low sound from her throat. , grabbing my arms with both hands and shaking them quickly to my rhythm, as if to encourage me, I used all my strength to spurt wildly into her hole, and the bed frame was pressed against the wall by me. Make a sound. She also screamed and tilted her head back, the whole person stopped moving. I lay on her for about ten minutes before I finally came to my senses. She only opened her mouth and breathed heavily, motionless. When my softened little JJ fell out of it, a large stream of white liquid came out and flowed down her butt. She quickly stood up and said not to get it on the sheets. I grabbed JJ and lay on her side. When she walked into the Bathroom, the milky white Semen was already flowing down her inner thighs to her calves. 14. She washed her lower body and came out. I immediately went in to shower and apply soap. When I came out, I thought she was asleep, but she was sitting on the bed holding my computer. Internet access? I asked her. No, I can’t sleep. See what movies you have on your phone. I got into bed, moved my notebook to my body, and entered the movie folder to select a movie. She pointed to a folder called teaching materials and said, "Why did you put this in the movie?" I clicked it and showed it to her. , she immediately understood that they were all my collection of pornographic films. Just look at this. Find something good-looking. I thought she didn’t like films that were too rude, so I showed her a selfie of Paris Hilton. She still likes to watch gossip news, and she immediately knew that it was a very famous movie on the Internet. I never thought you could even find this movie. She looked very interested. The movie started with a blowjob, and a handsome American guy's big penis. She looked very surprised when she saw such a big penis inserted into Hilton's lower body, and it was twitching very hard. It made her look like she never watched pornographic films, but watching pornographic films in China was not as convenient as abroad. They could be easily downloaded, and you had to buy the disc if you wanted to watch them. It is not as popular as abroad. The film is not long, and the last part is a long Oral Sex scene, which sounds very monotonous, but she didn't say fast forward, she kept staring at the big penis inside, and moved her hand from my thigh to my penis in a SMall amount. caressed. My penis also looked promising, and it actually became erect again. She was deliberately surprised and said, "Handsome men are also very powerful." I also said with a SMile, "Beautiful women are also very coquettish!" After saying that, I touched her lower body with my hand. Oops, it was all water. I took my finger out and saw that it was clear and transparent. She was a little embarrassed and asked what she was looking at. I didn't say anything, put down my notebook, spread her legs and started fucking her. This time, she also paid attention to a little bit, nine shallow and one deep. She also looked at me charmingly, moaned softly, and from time to time reached down to touch my penis when I was pulling it out. I fucked her leisurely, praising her from time to time for how tight and moist she was, and how good her skin was. She also asked me if I felt comfortable, and said she liked to see the hair on my lower body. We chatted and fucked without saying a word, and we fucked for a full thirty minutes. When my arms were a little sore, I increased the speed, and after another ten minutes or so, I started to cum. She suddenly said: If I wanted to watch it ejaculate, I reached out and took out my penis and started masturbating with my hands quickly. In less than half a minute, my lower body twitched with Pleasure and I ejaculated very powerfully, Squirting all over her breasts. When the second spurt came out, she immediately inserted her slippery penis into her Vagina and said, hurry up. Need notShe said, I moved quickly and continued to cum for about ten times, and she also twitched a few times. After I finished ejaculating, I kept thrusting for a minute or two. It wasn't until her penis was completely reduced that her twitching stopped completely. The two of them were really tired now, so they didn't wash them. They wiped them with the paper towels on the bedside. She put a few more sheets under them and turned off the light and went to sleep. The next day I had classes in the morning, but I didn’t move even after the alarm on my phone rang, so I continued to sleep. It wasn't until she felt a very comfortable itching feeling in her lower body that she woke up. She buried her head in the pillow and had already lifted my penis with one hand. I said your morningcall bed service was very good. Come and call you too. Just reach out and touch her pussy. The paper underneath her had been removed, but I could still feel some scraps of paper sticking to it. I directly put my fingers into the half-dry and half-wet hole and rubbed it. Soon I felt wetter and wetter, so I took the time and immediately knelt between her legs, dipped some saliva on her Vagina and then slowly inserted it into her Vagina. Her lower body was very dark in color and maybe a little swollen. After I inserted it a few times, I suddenly realized something was wrong. There was something red. She said, it's over, it's her period, she pushed me away, looked down and saw a red patch on the glans. "Really," she muttered, "annoying." He ran into the Bathroom. of course, we did nothing for the next three days, not even touching. I went to School during the day, she went out for a walk, had dinner together in the evening, and even watched a movie. We went to a travel agency to sign up for a group tour for her. On the morning of the fourth day, she went to Italy with her bag on her back. As soon as she left the house, I got up and went to School. The main purpose was to ask the five Chinese girls in my class who could let her stay for one night when she came back from Italy in six days. She only needed to stay one night because she would fly to Shanghai the next day. 15. I really don’t want to receive little K. The main reason is that she bought a flight ticket from China Eastern Airlines. I don’t know whether China Eastern Airlines is too stingy or the French are bullying others. They arranged the China Eastern Airlines plane to land at 6:30 in the morning. In other words, she would normally be able to get out with her luggage at 7 o’clock. To go from my Home to the airport, I have to take the subway first and then transfer to the suburban express Train. It takes more than an hour anyway. My grandma has to leave before 6 o'clock in the morning. I collected all the women’s belongings at Home. In fact, W had already collected all of them before going to Italy. I took a closer look at the Home and there was no sign that any woman had been there. Except for W’s red suitcase, I said it was left by a friend. It's from my house. Later, when W came back from Italy, little K had already been staying at my house for a few days, so I didn’t let W come over and sent her directly to the house of MM, a college classmate who lived in the Jewish town in the south of Paris. For this reason, I also invited This MM ate twice at a Chinese restaurant in District 13. When W came back, it was obvious that she was unhappy because I told her that my cousin was coming over and she knew that she would live somewhere else. But she still didn't say anything and said politely that she was bothering me again. Fortunately, she is quite good at being a good person. My classmates have a good impression of her and she is not too troublesome. After staying at a classmate’s house for one night, the next morning, I made an appointment online to study abroad.The student drove to the downstairs of my house to pick me up and my luggage, and then went to the Jewish town to pick up W. But W didn’t let me see her off. He hugged me gently and said there was no need to see her off. It would cost ten euros more to take her back to the airport after you go to the airport. I didn't insist, I closed the car door for her, rubbed her face with the back of my hand, and said take care. She was kind and said that you were too. The car drove away. Then again, when W was in Italy, my girlfriend and I talked a lot about that dead girl K. My mother also repeatedly warned me on the phone to take good care of my sister. He just graduated from high School and has never left Home. My mother asked me if I still remembered what little K looked like. I said I couldn’t remember. I could just get a piece of paper with her name on it at the airport. My mother said, that's not okay, it would be dangerous for others to know her name. Send you a photo. The old lady's vigilance must be too high. That night, I received an email forwarded by my girlfriend with her photo, and reminded me that Little K would arrive early the day after tomorrow, so don’t forget it. When I opened the attached photo and looked at it, I was stunned. The dead girl had her eighTeenth transformation and suddenly became a tall and graceful girl. She was dressed in a summer dress, had a little baby face, and had bulging breasts. In addition, there are three female classmates with crooked and ugly looks as foils. The word "beautiful" is not appropriate. It can be said that she is young and fresh. My girlfriend said that little K and her mother stayed at my house for three days last week. My girlfriend bought a lot of daily necessities with her. They are almost becoming sisters. She said that little K will supervise me when she comes over. I wrote back and said I would not forget it the day after tomorrow. MM looks pretty good and is much more tender than you. You are not afraid that my old cow will eat tender grass. I was lying on the bed at night and couldn't sleep. After having fucked W hard twice in the past few days, I still couldn't hold it in. Now that I suddenly have an object of lust, my lower body is very hot. While I was masturbating, I thought about it, I definitely can’t date this girl. Although there is no blood relationship, everyone in the Family knows each other, and her Family also knows the existence of my girlfriend. Even if the little girl is willing, my mother, My girlfriend, her mother, and little K’s mother beat me to death! Thinking of this, little JJ suddenly became depressed. Forget it, feast your eyes. The next morning, I received an email from my girlfriend saying that if you can, you can do it, and the wealth will not go to outsiders. If you have the guts, go ahead and give it a try. I am also over 18. Just don't come back crying and begging me then. I immediately replied to her with a letter of guarantee, swearing to her that I would never touch a hair on little K’s head. There was class in the morning, and I was sitting on the toilet, boredly waiting to poop. I stared at the Bathroom door lock in a daze. Unfortunately, it was not an old-fashioned door lock. It didn't have a keyhole like C's house, so I probably wouldn't be able to enjoy it. Suddenly, my eyes lit up! I can change the door lock! Damn it, if you have animalistic desires, you can do anything. I have never had sex with a lightbulb in China, so I am facing a huge challenge. I stopped having a bowel movement, so I lifted up my pants, found a ruler, and simply measured the dimensions of the door lock inside and out, and took a few photos with my phone. Just rushed out the door. I ran to School to attend classes, there was nothing I could do, to be named. Fortunately, today's class was a roll call before class. It was a two-hour class. During the break, I ran away with my bag. There is a big class in the afternoon, no roll call will be taken, just copy the notes then. Back in the center of Paris, I spent more than an hour in a large building materials store next to the Pompidou Center. After asking the salesperson for a long time with sketches and cell phone photos, I finally figured it out. Originally I just wanted to replace the lock cylinder, but now it seems that the panels on both sides, the two handles, and the middle lock cylinder all need to be replaced, otherwise they will not match. Gritting my teeth, this is a long-term investment, so together with two screwDrivers, the total cost is nearly 40 euros. It hurts to death. 16. I didn’t throw away the old door lock that I replaced. I hid it. If I move in the future, I have to replace it. I can’t make it easier for the next tenant. But maybe the next tenant won't be as nasty as me. No matter how much I tidy up my house, it’s so big that we won’t be able to sleep on the same bed tomorrow night. I dug out new sheets and quilt covers and put them on, and put the new ones next to them to use as cushions for the SMall broken sofa in the living room tomorrow night. For sleeping. The quilt is just for the bed. Fortunately, there is a sleeping bag. Most sleeping bags are used for outings. I have never used them outside. I bought them when I saw a discount of 13 euros. I have no choice but to find that I am like a woman. Whether I have it or not Use it, I want to buy something cheap when I see it. I was very excited at night and couldn't sleep. My mind was filled with the image of C's body in the keyhole. It's like looking at pornographic pictures, very clear. Lush pubic hair, plump labia minora. Thinking that this scene will happen again soon makes me excited to death. It's a pity that the keyhole is too SMall and it's not enjoyable to see. Thinking of this, I got up from the bed, went to the Bathroom, took off the key inserted in it and hid it. Without the key, the usable area of ​​the keyhole doubled! He couldn't help but feel proud of himself. It was like making a big cake on the bed. I didn’t know how many times I turned over before I fell asleep. It was as if I had just started to dream when I fell asleep, and the alarm clock on my phone rang. I grabbed my computer and went to bed first, refreshed the flight status to see if there were any delays, and if I could get some more sleep. It shows the expected arrival time is 6:05, crazy, why are you flying so fast! I'll get up quickly. After hesitating for a moment, he quickly washed his hair. He had shaved his beard last night. First impression is very important. I didn’t forget to spray the scent, chewed a piece of gum and went downstairs. It was a little past 7 o'clock when we arrived at the arrival hall of the airport. The screen showed that the baggage transfer had started half an hour ago. I ran to the passenger exit and looked around. They were all Chinese people. I picked out the young girls and saw that they looked alike. I regretted not taking a photo and printing it out. At this moment, someone tapped my back gently from behind. I looked back and saw that the little beauty in the photo was behind me. She was a little shy and timidly called out, "Brother." This cry made me so beautiful that I floated up. Little K! You, why did you cut your hair? The hairstyle is slightly different from the one in the photo. When she saw that it was indeed me, her tone immediately changed. I had been out for 10 minutes, why did I come here? If you never see me again, I will cry. Sorry, sorry, it’s too early and there are too few subways. I quickly pushed the trolley next to her, go out. She was carrying a SMall red Schoolbag. She followed her and put one on my arm. As we walked, we talked about how expensive it is to cut hair in France. My mother asked me to cut my hair more so that I could stop cutting hair for at least a year. Her hair was tied up, with only a SMall tail less than five centimeters. Brother, you SMell so good. Do all French men wear perfume? She felt very close to me right away. You are much younger than in the photo. My sister said you look like a little old man. She calls my girlfriend sister. We sat facing each other on the subway. She was very curious about everything along the way and kept asking questions. One moment my mother said something, and the next moment my sister said something. She also talked about how beautiful the Paris photos I sent back were, how beautiful the girls on the street were, and how good they were at dressing up and so on. She even grabbed my hand when she was happy. She asked me to take her to have fun in Paris. We were very close, chatting and laughing, and soon we got Home. As soon as she entered the door, she was stunned for a moment, then rushed into the room without taking off her shoes. She turned around and yelled at me, "Are you gone?" I asked what was missing? She asked, are there no other rooms? I was dizzy. She thought she was still in her house, a house of more than 200 square meters for a Family of three. Having never been to university, she didn't know that this room was much more spacious than an eight-person dormitory in the university. Let’s go shopping. She sat on my cot, pulled out her camera from her backpack, and suggested something to me. I boiled some water, sat on the chair next to her and ate some bread. Always take a break. You slept for more than ten hours on the plane, but I only slept for three or four hours last night. There are classes in the afternoon. Yes, you still have to go to class. How about I go to the class with you and see the Paris campus. That won't work. She will definitely be disappointed after seeing French university campuses. I said forget it, I won’t go to School, and I’ll go out and play with you. Really? Then you skipped class? The Teacher won’t talk about you? I said it's okay. She was very happy and said, just run away once, I won't tell your mother. Am I okay? She went to the toilet and we went out. When she entered the Bathroom, I was still a little nervous outside. Fortunately, she didn't say there was no latch inside the door, nor did she ask why it had such an old-fashioned keyhole. They treat me as one of their own, and have no vigilance at all, or the little girl has no vigilance at all, or maybe only a big pervert like me would think of the wonderful use of this key eye. I accompanied her to the Eiffel Tower to have a look. As soon as I got out of the subway, I saw the majestic and tall tower standing in front of me. She was very excited and took my hand and ran forward, urging me to hurry up. We went Home at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. There was nothing to eat at Home, so we bought a large pizza for two people from a nearby pizza shop. She was also very excited in the store and screamed how delicious it was. As she watched the pizza slowly come out of the oven, she was as happy as if she had made it. After eating pizza at Home, she yelled that she felt better and lay down on my bed without saying a word. After three or five minutes, she sat up and said, Brother, I'm sleepy, I want to take a shower and go to bed first. You little pig, eat and then sleep. I said this, but actually I knew she hadn't fallen down yet.Bad. It's time to get sleepy now. She found toiletries from the big suitcase, changed her clothes, and put them on the SMall sofa. I was cleaning up the pizza mess nearby, and I caught a glimpse of the SMall Underwear in her pajamas placed on the sofa. They were full of cartoon characters. kind. Hey, he is almost 19 years old, and he still acts like a child. While she was rummaging through the box, I was having a fierce ideological struggle. Do you want to feast your eyes? She is my sister. Although she is not really my sister, she is so dear to her. How can you do it? I'm very conflicted. I want to experience the romantic life in France. She suddenly spoke, find a French boyfriend to feel it. Otherwise, don’t go back to China and just live here. Otherwise, you won't go back, and after I taste the French, we can get married and live in France. Are you crazy? I'm your Brother. You are not my biological Brother, but my mother quite likes you. It's a pity that you and your sister are better together, otherwise I would stay with you. Am I better looking than my sister? hehe. After saying that, she twisted her butt towards me in a coquettish manner, SMiled cutely, picked up her clothes and went into the Bathroom. Her words also made me make up my mind. She is also an ordinary girl. To me, she is the same as other girls. I immediately wiped the water off my hands. As soon as she closed the Bathroom door, she turned off the lights in the living room. The keyhole of the Bathroom door immediately projected a faint radiating beam of light outward. After a sound of plastic bags inside, I heard the sound of the toilet seat coming down. I stood at the door and looked at this evil little boy. He is really evil! He gritted his teeth and squatted down. At first, I didn’t dare to get too close, but I vaguely saw someone moving in the keyhole. I slowly put my eyes against the keyhole and gently placed my glasses frame against the metal panel of the door lock, making only a slight sound. She was taking off her clothes with her back to the door, and her clothes were placed one by one on the toilet on the left. The sound just now was caused by her putting down the toilet lid to put her clothes on. The Bathroom in my house is not as reasonable as the one in C’s house. Haha, from a peeping point of view, it is unreasonable. Opening the Bathroom door outward, there is a large mirror on the inside of the door, 60 centimeters high from top to bottom. I usually open the Bathroom door and use this mirror as a dressing mirror. Opposite the Bathroom door is a SMall sink with a SMall mirror on it. Unlike House C, the toilet is directly opposite the door. To the left of the sink is the toilet, and to the right is the shower room, which is just a SMall table with a curtain. When I looked inside, she had already taken off her trousers, and there was a big rogue rabbit holding a toilet plug printed on the back of her Underwear, which made me dumbfounded. Then she took off her top and I could only see her lower back. After a few seconds, she took off the rogue rabbit in one fell swoop. She exposed her big, very white butt. In fact, her butt is not big, but her figure has a little bit of baby fat, a very cute kind of fat, so there are two dimples on both sides of the upper butt. I don’t know the academic name. What is it, but those two very SMall meat pits are really like two dimples, very cute. She is very white, a bit like pearly whites. Because the butt hasIt's a bit plump, so you can't see your Vagina from behind. I expected her to turn around, but to my disappointment, she went directly to the right and entered the shower room. As soon as the curtain was pulled, the sound of rushing water came out. I stood up with regret and unfulfilled satisfaction. Only then did I realize that little JJ shrank honestly this time and didn't react at all. I turned on the light in a very low mood, packed up the things on the living room floor, slowly put the SMall broken sofa away, folded the sheets I had changed in the back room before, folded them in half, and laid them on them. I also took out the sleeping bag, opened it and threw it away. On the couch. Lying on the sofa, it was a bit SMall, and I vaguely felt that my butt could touch the ground. I looked at the energy-saving lamp on the top and felt depressed. It seemed that yesterday's 40 euro investment was in vain. I didn't examine the investment environment well before, so I can only blame myself for investing blindly. It's like a petty bourgeoisie with little money insists on being romantic. If he can't stay in a cheap hotel, he must spend more on a room with a view. Now it's better. Money has been spent. What? No sight was seen. I even toyed with the idea of ​​disassembling the door lock and taking it back to the store to return it tomorrow. The sound of water inside stopped. I got up from the sofa bed and squatted at the Bathroom door again, wanting to confirm whether my investment was a complete failure. After a while, the shower curtain opened with a splash. The white and tender butt appeared in front of me again. The butt was very nice, but at 40 euros, it was too expensive. The water on her body had been wiped off, and she was standing in front of the sink when a popping sound was heard. It was probably the application of some skin care product on her face. I stared at the two butt dimples for two minutes, but nothing new happened, so I decided to call it quits. At this moment, she slowly turned around, and her lower body was facing my eyes! I opened my eyes wide and looked, and the hand that was holding on the door frame suddenly softened. There was a bang, and my forehead hit the door hard. The sound startled me, and I instinctively sat back on the ground. There was also a bang inside. Her cry came out, what are you doing! 18 I sat on the ground, terrified. People inside are still shouting, asking you! Where are people? I sat on the floor, with one hand still on the sofa mattress, and answered her in a loud voice, "It's time to make the sofa bed!" Oh, I thought you were demolishing the house! Hearing her answer, I breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away the cold sweat that was not there at all, and asked her, what are you doing? As soon as I said this, I was dumbfounded. Damn, she was taking a shower. What was there to ask? Fortunately, I didn't ask, what are you doing standing behind the door? I've washed it and I'm making a facial mask. You listen. She deliberately slapped the sound on her face. No wonder she turned around and was doing facial mask in front of the big mirror behind the door. I calmed down and quietly climbed to the door and stuck to it. I can’t believe my eyes, little K actually has no pubic hair! Many words popped into my head at once, white tiger, rare, coffin, underdevelopment... I remember reading an erotic novel. The author said that he had slept with countless women, and the young ladies all counted hundreds of them, and he had never seen a real one. White tigers, occasionally found, are also man-made. Little K didn’t shave it by himself, right? Less than 20 years old, no boyfriend yetFriends, do you want to shave your pubic hair? In less than ten minutes while she was applying the mask, I probably didn’t even blink. What kind of Vagina is that? It is estimated that only one in a thousand, one in ten thousand women does not have pubic hair, right? I suddenly remembered the email my girlfriend sent me. I said I wanted to pick up Little K, and my girlfriend said reassuringly that if you have the guts, just go. So that’s what it was referring to! It dawned on me. Then he wouldn't have shaved it himself. I'm not saying that except Qinglong, anyone who kills White Tiger will either die or be injured. I'm a little scared. However, I’ve never heard of it, so you won’t be unlucky if you see a white tiger. In the limited time, I carefully looked at this Vagina which was less than 20cm away from me. It still seems to have hair. Although it is fluffy, it is obviously a little longer and a little darker than the surrounding ones. Although they are basically no more than half a centimeter, there are no more than 10 hairs in total on the upper part of the SMall slit near the Vagina, and the length is close to one centimeter. They are not curved or curly at all. In this way, it can't be regarded as a white tiger. Before she had time to taste it carefully, she turned around and pointed her white butt playfully towards my face. I bent over the sink to wash my face. Needless to say, this was the only time I observed abalone. I grabbed the doorframe with both hands and pressed my nose and one side of my face against the door. This is exactly the same as the so-called young-toothed abalone I saw on the Internet. Basically, there is no pigmentation at all. It is only slightly yellower than the white buttocks on the side. It may be that the pores there are larger, so it is not sensitive to light. Different reflections cause visual differences in color. The Vagina is like a white steamed bun with a slit in the middle. Only a little bit of the two labia minora are exposed. The entire Vagina is tightly clamped, and not a single obvious hair can be seen. It's a pity that the Asshole, which must also be very beautiful, is not exposed at all. Little K was startled when he came out of the Bathroom. I was lying on the sofa bed looking at the computer, and the sofa bed was right next to the Bathroom door. As soon as she opened the door and came out, she brought out a good SMell. I sniffed it as if it was a Virgin. She stepped on my butt and said, "How pitiful. You are so good to me." Why don't you come over and squeeze in together? I didn't even raise my head and said no, you must have a good rest, you must be very tired. I thought to myself, how can I be regarded as 90% White Tiger? I don’t have such a strong little universe to resist you; besides, if my girlfriend knows, she will definitely know, and I won’t let Little K. mom cut me off. Little K was very moved after hearing this. He immediately sat on my waist and said, "You are so kind. Let me give you a massage." He pretended to get up after pinching it twice. I yawned and got into the SMall bed in the back room. Not even 5 minutes later, I heard a soft cry. I turned over and lay down. It was strange that little JJ didn't get up even once tonight. Maybe he was blaming himself deeply for not being a Qinglong and hiding in his fur without the face to come out. 19. Although I am a little sleepy, it is still early and I don’t want to sleep yet. He took his laptop to the inner room, put it on the SMall desk, and opened MSN to chat with someone. Little K was sleeping soundly beside me. Disney flOral pajamas, a big white T-shirt with three Mickey Mouse and his son Mickey Mouse printed on the left chest. skyIt was still relatively hot, so she didn't cover herself with a quilt, only put a corner of the quilt on her belly, and spread her legs wildly, like a child. I sat on the folding chair and looked at her with a complicated mood. The pink face is actually not SMall at all, but a little childish. There are fine vellus hairs on the cheeks, like fluffy peaches, with red gleaming from inside. They are very tender and tender, and the hair is messy. Scattered on forehead. The eyelashes are long, a bit like the eyelashes of the female Mickey Mouse in Disney, if I remember correctly. The lips are slightly open and occasionally tremble. I really, really want to go up and have a kiss. of course I'm not that bold. When she was lying there, her two nipples were clearly sticking out under her white T-shirt. Even when she was lying down, she could still see the outline of a pair of breasts, which were well developed! Why is there no growth down there? I don't understand. The laptop suddenly made a loud sound. I was startled. I turned my face and realized that it was a friend who sent me a flash ring on MSN. He quickly turned off the computer sound, but Little K still let the flashing bell wake him up. Fortunately, she lazily turned over and said, Brother, you are not asleep yet. There was no sound. She turned to one side, and the middle part of her white T-shirt was caught in her cleavage. It was really not too SMall! There is also a B cover even if there is no C cover. Alas, typical uneven development! I turned around and sent an email to my girlfriend. I had already used my Chinese card at the airport to call Little K’s mother at a public phone booth to report that she was safe. But before I told my girlfriend, I just summarized today’s situation. After talking about it, he even praised little K as a Sailor Moon. She even shamelessly said that I would sleep with her that night and I would definitely let her taste what it's like to be a woman, and other obscene words. Since my girlfriend and I have never had the Pleasure of rain in China, I always yell in a very arrogant way that I want to have sex with her, or I want to fuck any beautiful woman. My girlfriend also knows that I am just trying to show off. He is quick to talk to me, and he never gets angry. Sometimes he even suggests me to do this or that. The two often hugged each other happily and laughed. I know that mentally, my girlfriend has not grown up yet, but she is indeed a very good girl, as considerate and understanding of me as my little vest. I slept soundly tonight. I didn’t flirt with anyone as usual, nor did I play with my little JJ myself. After thinking about the arrangements for the next few days, I went to bed. I did not sleep very much last night. At 6 o'clock in the morning, I was woken up by little K. She went to the Bathroom and got some water to drink. As she walked around my head, I could feel the wind blowing on her hair as she walked. Get up. When she passed me again, I suddenly grabbed one of her ankles, startling her. She SMiled and knelt down to hit me. When I pulled her, she sat on the edge of the sofa bed, patted my face and said, Brother, you snore so loudly that it rivals that of my father. Fortunately, I have immunity, otherwise I wouldn't go crazy. Get up! She pinched my face and said, "Your face is so oily that I can't hold it anymore!" The other hand was scratching my stomach and waist, trying to tickle me. I instinctively bent over to avoid her hand. As a result, with such a move, she was in my bellyThe hand that was scrambling on the bed grabbed Chen Bo's penis, and he grasped it firmly. Before she could react, she turned her head away and immediately flicked her hand away. She turned around and said with a red face, "Get up!" He stood up and entered the Bathroom. It was as if I had put JJ into her hand on purpose, which made me very embarrassed. While she was in the Bathroom, I went on MSN to chat with my girlfriend. As soon as she saw me online at the Company, she sent me a message, "Did you have a good time last night?" I said yes, it was so cool. Several times! She asked again, how do you feel? What's so special? I said it felt very exciting. Her kung fu was very good. Her breasts were very big, her butt was very soft, and her bottom was very tight! She continued to ask, what else is special? Women are all the same, so what else is special? Is there an extra breast? When she heard this, she came over with a SMile and said, "You must be worried about sex again when you die!" Don't think I don't know, you just have some courage! I still quite trust you, you must not care about her. Hearing this, I knew that my girlfriend knew that little K had less hair. She just wanted to test me with this, haha, you have to go to bed to know that she is a little white tiger! I sent little K to line up at the entrance of the Louvre. After a few words of explanation, I went to School. It was enough for her to walk around for a long time. There were two classes in the School, and she had to take attendance. I also want to pass all the exams in my first year and not miss too many classes. Pick her up again at 6pm. 20. After picking up Little K in the afternoon, I took a few subway stops to see the Arc de Triomphe. When she held my hand and walked on the Champs Elysées, I felt very warm and at the same time a little proud. With a girl like Little K. It's still a bit of a shame to walk with the kids on the street. It would be nice if I could meet someone I know. But little K didn't think so. He kept showing me this handsome guy and that handsome guy along the way, as if I wasn't a man, and he didn't care about my feelings at all. So I also made her look at foreign girls very cruelly, and compared them with her from time to time. This one has bigger breasts than you, this one has a good figure, that one has the appearance to be called a woman, or the waist is thinner than yours. Even when I saw little Japan with nothing to recommend it to, I said, don’t look at other people’s parents. You may be ugly, but you know how to serve others, and you are very good at that! It really made little K so angry that he threw away his hand and walked forward alone. I used my old tricks to coax my girlfriend, chased after her, put my hand on her waist and talked sweetly for a while, and finally said, "I'll treat you to some Western food." Now she hugged me and SMiled like a flower. I really like eating Western food! I pointed forward at a big M and asked cautiously, "McDonald's is not considered Chinese food, right?" Her mouth was twisted with anger. When she walked angrily to the door of McDonald's, I took her hand and rushed to the other side of the road while the sidewalk light turned green. I know that apart from the hamburger and fries restaurants on this street, there is only this Brussels chain restaurant called Leon, which I can afford. 35 euros for two people, and two glasses of red wine. Little K was very satisfied with his meal, looked at me with red cheeks, and said that if he stayed with me like this every day, he wouldalright. Damn, I thought to myself, if this happens every day, I will go bankrupt and go back to China in less than half a year; if this happens every day, my dad will beat one of my dog ​​legs into a nunchuck; if this happens every day, my girlfriend will still If you don't want to die, you can't... You can't encourage the little girl's thoughts, especially her evil thoughts towards me. I immediately introduced her to the tension of studying in France, the difficulty of exams, and the horror of proctoring; then there were the trivialities of life, the burden of expenses, and the expectations of my Family. Finally, I specifically mentioned my girlfriend and our strong relationship. She immediately withered. On the way Home, I sighed and sighed. Ask me what I should do if I go to Lyon alone. But before I got Home, I forgot everything and happily said that I would definitely treat me to dinner tomorrow and let me find a place. Alas, I really can’t shed tears until I see the coffin. After arriving Home, Little K wanted to write an email to his classmates. He probably wanted to show off by sending a few photos taken in the past two days. I went to take a shower first, and while I was washing, I thought that little K would come to take a shower again, and my penis, which had not been active for many days, immediately stood up. Since I have already set a rule for myself that I will never cause any trouble with Little K, it is understandable to look at him twice. But you can’t always just look at the white butt! If there is another MM in the future, this 40 Euro door lock can't just let me look at my butt. While I was wiping the water off my body, I was looking around at the SMall Bathroom, which was more than a square meter in size. There is no transom, and there is only a gap of nearly one centimeter high in the lower part of the door. It is definitely impossible to get in, even if you put a SMall mirror in, the door is a bit thick and cannot reflect. In fact, all you need is a SMall camera that can be turned like that used by special forces in movies. That’s a big investment! Therefore, only this keyhole can be seen. But you can't let me move the toilet to face the door lock. There was no other way. I stared at the long mirror behind the door and came up with an impossible solution. He took off the SMall mirror hanging above the washbasin, took a few bottles of shampoo, soap boxes and other plastic bottles placed on the washbasin, and together they gently threw them to the ground from a height of half a meter, causing a crash. There was a loud noise, and the SMall mirror broke into three parts. What’s the matter? What’s the matter? Little K's worried voice came from outside, and soon she knocked on the door and asked, "What's the matter, Brother?" I put on my pants and opened the door naked. She was a little embarrassed to see me topless, so I pretended to cover my chest with a towel and said that I wanted to wipe the moisture on the mirror and accidentally wiped it off. Is that person okay? Did you paddle? She still cares about me quite a bit. It made me feel embarrassed for my darkness. It's okay, it's okay, I can dodge quickly. Don't worry, I'll clean it up and you can go online. Seeing that she had no suspicion, I was very proud of this SMall investment incident. Because I know that such a mirror only costs a few euros. Okay, be careful not to scratch your hand. After she said this, she pulled off the towel that I was covering my chest and said, "Why are you covering your chest? There's nothing!" After I finished cleaning up and confirmed that there was no broken glass on the floor, I called her that she could take a shower. She happened to have just sent out a very long email, and stood up to change it.do the laundry. As soon as she entered the Bathroom, I waited for two minutes. It was estimated that she would not open the door because she found that she had missed something. After she came out, I turned off the living room light and squatted in front of the evil hole. Butt, see the butt again! Let me think of flying knives and see flying knives again. I guess I went in to take a shower after I fucked my butt. I was planning to take a rest and wait for her to do the facial mask before watching, but she suddenly turned around and was brushing her teeth! She's brushing her teeth in front of the mirror! I'm so awesome, SMall investment, big gains! I guess she was studying something on her face while brushing her teeth. The few pubic hairs have been pressed flat and lie above the clitoris. It seems that there is a SMall fleshy part of the upper part of the slit that is suspected to be the clitoris, but the clamp is too tight. The SMall hole for the door lock is on one side of the mirror. If she stands too close, I can only see one side of her hip bone. So my best observation distance is about 30 centimeters. If you get closer, you can see more clearly, but it will be more laborious and you have to look a little crookedly. When she faced the sink, she would bend down to rinse her mouth from time to time. I seized those brief seconds to appreciate her white and tender Vulva from behind. She is as beautiful as a little girl, how cool it would be if she could bury her face in it! Thinking of this, my little JJ raised his head with some promise. But to be honest, even if little K was lying naked in front of me, I would not fall in love with her. There are too many reasons. Even if we don’t consider the issue of Baihu or her mother’s scissors, she is still a Virgin. If she can’t get married, just ignore it. Moreover, I have begun to like this little sister from the bottom of my heart; so I have never wanted to put the unlucky title of White Tiger on little K. After all, if you have a few pubic hairs, you can’t be considered a white tiger. For three days in a row, I took advantage of the opportunity gained from breaking the SMall mirror to taste Little K’s Vagina. It’s not an exaggeration to describe it as pleasing to the eye. Although I still like girls to have some dark pubic hair down there, so that they look like a lower body and make people more sexual. But I extremely cherish this rare opportunity to see little K’s lower body. I think that there will never be such an opportunity again in the future, and such a lower body can definitely be called a work of art. Artworks cannot be used for obscene play, so I have looked at Little K’s lower body so many times, but I have never masturbated once. 21. On the second day after W returned from Italy, after putting her in the car that picked her up, she felt quite complicated. In fact, there was no love at all, and there was no relationship at all, but she kissed me a few days ago. , it will always feel weird if two passionate people suddenly end up dead. In fact, women can separate love and sex better than men. After emotionless men and women have sex, men will always develop a lot of dependence, but women are different. Once they know that it is impossible to have sex, they will simply give up in their hearts. Fortunately, having little K at Home helped me quickly get rid of the unnecessary melancholy. Every day after class, I would hum a little tune on the way Home, imagining what it would be like to watch the best abalone at night. In the blink of an eye, Little K had stayed at my house for five days. On the sixth day, I had no choice but to skip class again and went to the airport to pick up Little K's classmate whom I had never met. Little KEarly in the morning, she said she had a stomachache and wanted to collect her luggage, so she asked me to go to the airport alone and said she would take her Home. Actually, I don’t want little K to go with her. A round-trip airport ticket costs more than ten euros. If she wants to go with me, why don’t I pay for it! I'm so damn good at scheming! Besides, little K doesn’t know how to carry his luggage when he goes there, so he should pack his luggage at Home and just put them on the Train together in the evening. There are many Trains to Lyon and it only takes two hours, so there is no rush. Little K didn’t have a photo of her either, so I printed an A4 piece of paper welcoming Little Q and waited at the passenger exit of the airport. I wonder if it could be a dinosaur from the north. The eyes of many girls paused briefly on my A4 paper, but none of them did. When a fat dinosaur came towards my A4 paper, I had the urge to run away. Fortunately, she He came closer, squinted his eyes, read the words clearly, and walked away. Just when my heart was beating wildly with fright, a girl with long curly hair and glasses pushed a car and walked towards me with a very polite SMile. Because of the fat dinosaur, I still think she is a beauty, an intellectual beauty, but she doesn't look like she is only one or two years older than little K. Instead, she looks like she is two years older than me, maybe because of her hairstyle. Bar. I grabbed the cart and asked, was it Little Q? Little K is packing things at Home. I am her cousin. She said, I heard little K say that she has a cousin in Paris. She thanked her politely. He took something out of his pocket, clipped his hair back together, and walked beside me carrying a SMall bag. While I was introducing the situation in France to her, no matter how much she knew, I first reminded her of many things she should pay attention to in France. I also specifically added that a beautiful girl like you should be even more careful alone. I am a person who will occasionally add one or two flattering words like this when speaking, so that the flattery is invisible. In less than half an hour, before we got Home, we were chatting randomly. Especially on the subway, when we were chatting face to face, she started to dance a little bit while talking, and she had long ago left the intellectuality she pretended to be with rimless glasses to Java. Talking nonsense with such little girls is basically my specialty. I will also pretend to say very little but think a lot. Before I even got off the subway, she already asked for my mobile phone number. After taking a second look on the subway, I realized that she was just average-looking, far worse than little K. When I asked, she was three years younger than me and looked about the same age as me. I had to praise her against my will. Without this hairstyle, I would have thought you were a high School graduate! She also climbed up the pole, saying that I looked too young, so she had a more old-fashioned hairstyle to make people feel more mature. Alas, if she were a high School graduate, my little K would be a primary School student! No matter how you style your hair, you can’t pretend to be mature. Without me asking, she introduced herself in detail. I only went to college as a sophomore in the country. Mainly due to physical precocity, she fell in love in high School, and she was originally ranked among the top three in the class (this is what she said herself, and she didn't look like the top three), but then she plummeted, and she only got a third-rate undergraduate degree.A little boy from the next class also became a junior college student for her. Fortunately, they were admitted to the same city and rented a house outside to live together as soon as they were sophomores. But it didn't take long for her mother to find out that she was still with that good-for-nothing boy, so she used the good life in France to trick her out and broke up the couple. But listening to her tone, she was relieved. That boy seemed to be a guy who couldn't count on him for the rest of his life. Her Family's conditions are not bad, but her mother still hopes that she can bring a foreign son-in-law back. When I saw the opportunity, I immediately said, don't worry, there is no need to look for a beautiful and sensible girl like you, the French guy will definitely take the initiative to find you, just take your time and choose. When we got downstairs, I looked at her 30 kilograms of luggage and asked her if she wanted to put it downstairs first. I went up to carry little K’s luggage down, and then we took a taxi to the Train station to eat and buy Train tickets, so as not to have to carry it up for a while. Have to move down again. She actually said that the friend who was going to pick her up in Lyon was in Marseille tonight and had an internship interview tomorrow morning. She would not be able to go back to Lyon until tomorrow afternoon to pick them up and take them to their apartment. Can she and little K squeeze in a night tonight? I fainted. I can’t go to class tomorrow morning! When I showed up at School during this period, those girls already felt that it was abnormal, as if it was normal for me not to go to class. You can't let it go any longer, or you won't be able to graduate! I had to pretend to be very welcoming and said it was great, two beauties were staying at my house tonight. But don't worry, I'll sleep in the living room. She probably thinks of me as her new good man, haha. I used the intercom doorbell to grab Little K and grab his bag, but she came down and hugged Little Q very affectionately and exchanged greetings. She said she had a stomachache and actually pulled Little Q upstairs. I had to carry one on my back and climb up by myself. I ordered a pizza for two in the evening. I originally called the store to have it delivered to my door, but the store clerk said that if I picked it up myself, there was a buy-one-get-one-free promotion. I thought I could get a little advantage again, so I told the two girls who were having a lively conversation that I was going downstairs to buy pizza. Little K happily said that since we were leaving tomorrow, let's drink some wine together in the evening. Q and I This is the first time I’ve met my sister! Bad luck! If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone downstairs to take advantage of the free pizza, and buy red wine on the way. I went downstairs very depressed, and while waiting for the pizza, I bought two bottles of Sanoudo red wine from a grocery store owned by Arabs nearby. Unexpectedly, the two girls had a great appetite today. They finished the two pizzas for two very quickly and a bottle of red wine. In order to take more care of little K in the future, I even met Q twice. Cup, the kind words said a lot. Q kept saying good things about me in front of little K, saying how lucky I am to have a Brother like you, etc. Little K also used alcohol to cuddle with me. At Little K's request, a second bottle was opened, but she only drank one more glass and became a little unresponsive. However, Q seemed to be fine, and even his face was only slightly red. After each of us poured a full glass, we corked the remaining half of the bottle with a wine cork. After finishing the pizza, Little K couldn't stand it either. He went to bed and lay still without saying much. I told little Q, you wash itJust take a shower and rest, I'll take care of it. In fact, after half a bottle of red wine, I had already begun to have thoughts about Little Q. Especially when Little K came into the room to sleep, I thought that I could have my eye addiction again. But little Q said, you go ahead and wash it. I need to look for something in the box. I don’t even know where the clothes are stuffed. I simply put away the SMall table and took my pajamas into the Bathroom, thinking that I would be sure of you no matter if you wash it in the morning or in the evening. While washing, I first imagined what little Q looked like there. She was probably quite vigorous. She had been living with her boyfriend for a year, so she was already a mature woman by now. Seeing her wearing rimless glasses, she must be pretending to be polite. Don’t all MMs wear invisible masks now? If she let go, she would be very sexy. Little JJ was also actively participating in erotic activities at this time and was full of life. Wiping the water off my body, I bent down to pick up the socks that I had taken off before taking a shower, hoping to wash them with soap. As soon as I bent down, I suddenly noticed two motionless black figures in the gap one centimeter below the door. I was startled for a moment, then I lay down carefully on the wet ground and looked out from the crack of the door. I saw two knee-like things, could it be? ... I stood up, put one hand on the light switch, and leaned my head against the keyhole of the door lock. I turned off the light in the Bathroom for a second and then turned it on immediately. In this brief second of darkness, I quickly looked at the keyhole and then retracted it. Under the bright light background of the living room, I really saw an eye in the keyhole!duct]: A man's feeling when he discovers that his bare buttocks is being peeped at is completely different from that of a woman, and he may even feel a sense of accomplishment. I was extremely happy because I never thought that anyone would look at me with my figure. I can't live up to Xiao Q's hard work of lying there. I know how hard it is to lie there, haha. Actually, if you want to watch it, just tell me. You can watch it however you want. Why bother like this? I thought beautifully in my heart. Decided to put on a good show. I put my socks in the sink first. I originally planned to wash them with the soap on the side, but now I bent down and grabbed some washing powder under the sink. The bending process was very slow, and I took my hairy socks. The butt groove and balls are exactly facing the keyhole. I also spread my legs slightly to make it easier for her to observe. Alas, it is actually easier to squat down to get the washing powder. I really have good intentions! My butt was sticking out for half a minute, and I took the opportunity to lower my head and look at the crack in the door from between my legs. Indeed, the black shadow was still there; don't perform like a fool by yourself without an audience. However, little Q is still stupider than me. He doesn't even know how to turn off the lights in the living room, and he is more courageous than me. Little K is sleeping in the back room, so he might suddenly wake up at any time to go to the toilet or drink water. This woman is so sexy, she is much more ruthless than the man. He stood up and finished washing the socks; he repeated his old trick, bent down once to grab the washing powder, washed the Underwear, and hung them on the clothes rack nearby. The foreplay is done and the exciting part begins. I turned around, pointed my penis directly in front of the door keyhole, less than fifTeen centimeters away, and pulled it up myself. Just a few seconds, do the laundryJJ, who was half a child, raised his head. While I was masturbating quickly and slowly, I looked at the two faint shadows under the crack of the door, imagining her kneeling outside the door, holding the door frame with both hands. That feeling is definitely more exciting than letting me peek at her. In order to meet the needs of the audience, I changed the angle from time to time, showing little Q from the front and side, and then I lifted the penis up and touched the balls twice. In fact, I held the balls in my hands and gave them to her. Look at it; he was touching her JJ with forehand and backhand, and she was probably aroused by the sight of it. But with Little K here, I definitely can’t have sex with her, and if I do, her attitude towards me will definitely be different. If Little K sees this again, Little K will be very unhappy and also I will definitely tell my girlfriend. It's really not worth offending little K and my girlfriend all at once for such a woman. The JJ swelled greatly under the dual stimulation of my hands and the eye. I also added some water and shampoo to the glans, with some foam, and quickly made the JJ move up and down, making a splashing sound. I seemed to be able to hear little Q's breathing outside the door. The feeling of ejaculation came quickly, and the glans was as red and swollen as an egg. At this moment, my head was filled with blood, and another bad idea came to my mind, so I stopped immediately. Turn around and clean JJ in the sink, put on the T-shirt, then return to the door lock, put JJ less than 5 centimeters in front of the keyhole, and use both hands to move JJ around. While going to the performance, I also quietly put on my sweatpants and lifted them up to my knees. Then, I masturbated vigorously with one hand, put the other hand lightly on the door handle, and leaned my shoulder against the door. He raised the door handle violently and pushed the Bathroom door open with his shoulder very hard but not too quickly. I felt that the door was blocked by something very solid, and then I pushed it open. Then he quickly lifted up the pants stuck at his knees with both hands, and walked out of the Bathroom as if nothing happened. Ha ha. It was little Q. He was sitting on the ground in a very embarrassed state after being hit by the door. His glasses were also hit so that only one side was hanging on one ear. One hand supported her, and the other hand touched her forehead, which must be very painful. Her skirt was lifted up on her thighs. Her face was even redder than when she was drinking. After saying one word, I..., I couldn't go on. , the nervous look made me feel happy. I pretended not to know what to do, squatted down quickly, and gently helped her put her glasses on her nose. I gently took away her hand that was rubbing her forehead, rubbed it for her twice, and said in a very apologetic tone. Say, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were at the door. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't say a word and didn't dare to raise her eyes. Holding one of her hands and putting the other hand on her SMall waist, I helped her up. I let go of my hand, looked at her forehead and said, okay, okay, the appearance is not disfigured, otherwise I would have to bear a big responsibility. After hearing what I said, she SMiled awkwardly and said it's okay. How dare I ask you to take responsibility? Little K won't kill me yet. The atmosphere became a little better. Looking at the pajamas that she found on her suitcase, I said I would go online and you could go take a shower. She was very obedient and said "oh" and went to get her clothes, and IHe went directly into the inner room and sat in front of the computer. Little K went to bed without changing her clothes. I didn't think it was convenient to help her change into pajamas, so I put her legs on the edge of the bed and covered her with a quilt. When I saw little Q entering the Bathroom, I kissed little K on her flushed and fluffy cheek. She didn't react at all and she slept soundly. After surfing the Internet for a while and writing two emails, I heard the sound of water in the Bathroom stop. I immediately took a plastic bottle of Jinshierkang vitamins and placed it at the foot of Little K's bed, and closed it. When I came out of the room, it was time for me to look at Little Q. of course, I won't forget to turn off the living room lights. You have to use your brain when doing bad things. After all, bad guys are not the same as fools. The shower curtain was opened. After what happened just now, I was more cautious now. I didn't stick to the door to look at the keyhole. Instead, I stepped back about a meter away and sat on the SMall broken sofa. Look at the keyhole and the door crack below. First, I saw the shadow of Little Q walking to the door through the crack in the door, and then I saw some part of her body shaking in the keyhole, like her butt or hip bones. Within a few seconds, an eye suddenly appeared in the keyhole. Haha, I guessed it right. Little Q is really funny. It was pitch dark outside, what could you see? I looked into her eyes in the darkness one meter away, and felt funny in my heart. She didn't notice me peeking at her. I wonder if she felt a little disappointed at this time. When she found that there was nothing suspicious, she straightened up and started doing this inside. Then I gently climbed from the sofa to the Bathroom door, carefully put my eyes on it, and listened to the movements in the room inside. If it was little K. When I get up, Jin Shierkang will call the police on me. After seeing little Q in the keyhole, I really regretted not taking the opportunity to take advantage just now. Little Q is average-looking, a little older, but he has a really good figure. He is about the same height as Little K, but has no extra fat. His waist is very thin, and his buttocks are a bit SMall. The pubic hair grows fairly standard, not large in area, but very dense and dark. The fur is also relatively long. After taking a bath, a SMall piece of dark forest stands straight there, which is very interesting when viewed from the side. Because her pubic hair is more concentrated, she is also thinner, and the base of her legs is not as tightly clamped as that of little K, so you can see a relatively fresh Vagina from the front. Little Q's labia are neither too big nor too SMall, with a slight protrusion. Nodding, the color is a bit dark, I don’t know if the skin is not too white, or if it is done too much. After seeing W's private parts, I know that the color of the Vagina has little to do with how much or how little he does, and there is no comparison between people. But for the same person, if you do more, the color will become darker and darker. This is a fact. The butt is not bad, not very white, but still tight, slightly upturned, and somewhat attractive. I guess it must be very pleasant to watch her butt from behind and fuck her. Little Q didn't seem to have done a facial mask, so she didn't spend too much time in front of the mirror, but she spent a lot of time brushing her teeth. Although she didn't bend too much when brushing her teeth, she just moved her head closer to the sink, but her little A SMall bend also exposes a lot of labia majora. The color is much darker than the surrounding skin, especially the two labia.The labia minora is not exposed much, but it is a bit dark. There are some hairs on the labia majora, not much, but a little bit long, extending to a little below the Anus. Unfortunately, she didn't bend too far, so she could only tell that her Anus was darker, but she couldn't see clearly. Although she later used the washing powder under the sink to wash her clothes, she did not do it in an exaggerated manner like mine. She squatted down to take it, so I did not seize the opportunity to observe her black Anus. In order to avoid the embarrassing incident with Little Q before, I retreated back to the back room as soon as I saw Little Q starting to get dressed. When Little Q walked into the room, I was surfing the Internet seriously at the table. After taking a shower, she became a little whiter and looked pretty with her wet curly hair. She walked into the room and I stood up, getting ready for her to sleep. She said there's no rush, no rush, just go to your website. I don't want to sleep now. I said you can lie down and rest for a while if you don't want to sleep. You will be sleepy soon due to jet lag. As I walked out of the SMall room, I flattered her that she looked pretty after taking a shower. She snorted and said, "If you don't wash it, won't you look beautiful?" She is pretty, but she is even more beautiful with washed and wet hair. I teased her, then closed the door and went to the living room. Early the next morning, while I was still sleeping on the sofa with one leg on the ground, I was woken up by the sound of water from Little K's bath. When I opened my eyes, I happened to see Little Q. Water was boiling on the kitchen stove at my feet. While she was waiting for the water to boil, she stared blankly at my sweatpants, which were held up by my morning erection. When I opened my eyes, she was startled, and she immediately looked away to find the cup. After buying tickets at the Train station in the afternoon and loading their luggage onto the Train, the Train still left for a while. The two of them went down to the platform to say goodbye to me. Little K hugged me hard and said, "I must come." Look at me and sister Q. I say for sure, you will definitely come to Paris often. Then I said to little Q, you are also welcome to come and see me next time. This time, the pronunciation of this word is slightly stronger. Little Q's face seemed to be a little red, and he seemed to be answering me with words, "Do you really welcome me when I come to see you again?" I SMiled and said of course, it’s just as welcome as when you came to see me yesterday. Little Q really blushed, and subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead. Little K also joined in the fun and said, of course my Brother welcomes you, he has been saying you are beautiful this morning! I gritted my teeth in my heart. What the hell is this girl talking about? When did I say she was beautiful? of course the words were not spoken. But little K was so happy when she saw how hard I stared at her.ccocco us is finally a person at Home again, I can sleep in my own crib, and I can go to School on time again. In order to increase the Teacher's impression of me, I asked the Teacher one or two questions after class in almost every course. French Teachers usually ran away as soon as get out of class was over, so I still actively seized the opportunity to ask questions. Fortunately, the Teachers were very enthusiastic and would patiently explain it to me in detail in the corridor or the Office. In fact, I didn’t understand the Teacher’s answer very well, but I still nodded frequently to express my understanding. Oh, just to look familiar, it will be easy to talk about in future exams. A few days after the normal day, one day in class, a strange number called my mobile phone. It looked familiar, but there was no such person on the phone. I didn't answer. I walked to the subway station after class and pressed the number to go back there. It's a girl's voice. I'm L. Which L? I didn't hear it, and I searched in my head to no avail. I just sell you a lot of things, such as microwave ovens and so on. You don't remember. Remember, remember, I remembered. How about it? Have you been watching the scenery at the beach every day? I wonder why she called me. It’s been almost a month since I bought something from her, and I haven’t contacted her since. No, I'm still in Paris. Her voice sounded very depressed. I can’t remember her face clearly, but I remember her as very sunny and lively. Quickly make a gesture of concern. What’s wrong? I can’t bear to leave Paris. It turned out that after learning that the School had admitted her, she was packing her things in Paris while contacting her friends there to help her find a house. Paris was also looking for someone to cover the current house, and she had been waiting for nearly a month. She also didn't receive the confirmation letter from the School. When she called again, she was told that it had been sent a long time ago, registration was over, and School had started for about ten days. Because she did not report, her place was taken by someone below. There was really nothing she could do, so she struggled for a long time and transferred back to her original School in Paris to continue studying. She just completed the procedures for the School here yesterday. If you can’t go, just stay in Paris and go again next year. I briefly comforted her, but I still didn't understand why she called me. I now live in the original place. She continued, a little hesitantly, so, so... I don't think she wanted me to be her Brother, take care of her and comfort her, right? I don't have that time. I waited for her to continue. She asked me cautiously, so, can you give me back everything I sold you? My feet are really weak! It’s not a matter of money. It’s scary to think about climbing so many times from the seventh floor where there is no elevator in her house. Should we move back or move up? I flatly refused her request, saying that the things were all used and had been integrated into my pile of belongings, and they were almost worn out and dirty. When she heard this, she wasn't angry and said, "I knew you would refuse. It's a shame that I gave you so many things, so you're so stingy." I still treat you like my Brother. Forget it, think I'm blind. Hang up! I immediately became anxious. I had never said that to me before, so I immediately shouted into the phone, "Don't hang up, don't hang up." Then I explained it to her carefully and said that the main reason was that it was too troublesome to move. She said that it took her two years to buy it bit by bit and move it up to the seventh floor all by herself. If I add another one, I won't be able to move so many things at once, not to mention the expense. After hearing what she said was so pitiful, I felt soft and told her, forget it, I've already used the things, so I won't return them to you. You can buy new ones yourself, and I'll pay one-third of the money. All right? She thought for a while and said that just one-fifth would be enough. I thought you were quite polite and said that was the deal. She addedOne sentence, but I want you to help me move it. of course I didn't agree, but she said again, as long as you help me move, you can come to my house for half a month. I calculated this way, there is a direct subway from her Home to my Home, it doesn’t take long without transferring, I can eat for half a month and save money, and I don’t have to buy and cook it myself. A good deal! We agreed to go this weekend. The main ones are a microwave, a table, a chair, a desk lamp and a printer. Other SMall things that I don’t need, I can take and return them to her from my house. It’s not much to say, I run from 10 a.m. to 8 p.m. on Saturday. It didn't end until after 1 o'clock, and I ran to her house three times. Fortunately, the microwave oven was delivered by the store. Both of them were too tired from moving on Saturday night, so they didn't let her cook at Home, so they agreed to come over for dinner starting on Monday night. Before going out, I said I bought a total of 150 euros today. I took out 40 euros and said there was no need to look for it. She was so tired that she lay on the bed without moving and said, "Who wants your money? I just want you to buy things with me." Your labor costs are more than this price, even if I exploit the labor force. I thought so. I was no one like her, and labor could be counted as money, so I went Home with peace of mind. I go to class every day, and when I come back in the evening I go directly to L’s house for dinner. My life is really comfortable here, and I only wash the dishes at most. It's just that L has more classes than me and comes Home a little later than me, so I usually go Home first and chat with little K online for a while before going to L's house for dinner. The main reason is that L has said from the beginning that he regards me as his Brother. This title puts a lot of pressure on me. If I have any evil thoughts, it makes people feel a little inappropriate. And she asked me if I had a girlfriend at the beginning, so I didn’t lie to her. I also talked to her a lot about my girlfriend and I. She listened with great interest and felt that we were a good couple. Same thing, and he said he would definitely supervise me and not let me mess around in France. I also found an opportunity to ask her, do I really look like her Brother? She didn't want to say anything yet, but I told you that I had already told you my old story, and yet you still treated me like this. She just told me a long story. She does have a cousin from her aunt's Family. He doesn't look like me, but his voice, tone and tone of voice are very similar. My aunt and uncle went to the countryside to a SMall city in Jiangsu and stayed there for more than ten years. When they returned to Beijing, they brought back my cousin who was just in middle School. Because L's father helped, her aunt and uncle joined a large state-owned enterprise where L's father worked, and worked there until they both retired a few years ago. I work in a Company, so I live in the Company's house. The two of them live in different units in the same building. The two families are like one Family, especially the L Family's conditions are better. I have always thought that they take good care of them. At my cousin's house, the two children have been playing together for ten years. Especially L, who followed her cousin and went crazy with a group of boys for many years, which led to her current personality. When L went to junior high School, her feelings for her cousin were different from before. She was still very dependent, but she already had a bit of the youthful and hazy feeling of a boy and a girl. Fortunately, her cousin didn't realize it, so she always stayed with her cousin with short hair. Treat him like a younger brother. But when L went to high School and his cousin went to college, they met again during the holidays. L suddenly found that he seemed to be in love with his cousin.Brother no longer feels like a cousin, and the cousin who grew up in college also has a very special look at L. Seeing that a tragedy was about to happen, L's mother got a clue. After talking with her cousin once, she asked a friend who worked in France to help L go through the procedures to go abroad. When talking about this, L told me solemnly that she and her cousin had never even held hands, and adults were too sensitive. I asked what was going on now, and she said that her cousin was getting married next year. Nothing had ever happened between the two of them. But when they returned to China last year, they were still very good and had a good time with their future sister-in-law. Because I went to university in Jiangsu, and my father is also from Jiangsu. Like her cousin, he speaks Mandarin with the same accent, so she feels that he is very similar to her cousin, except that her cousin is very handsome. The implication is that I no longer look handsome. Then again, after little K brought me this sense of responsibility as an older Brother, I immediately transferred it to L. So to this day, I have never had sex with L despite many opportunities. of course this is a story for later.１ccoider us in eating at L's house for half a month, and we haven't stopped yet. We have become accustomed to sending each other a text message after class every day to see who gets Home first. L’s School is in the center of Paris, relatively close to Home, but she has many classes and usually has many SMall exams. The scores of the SMall exams are added to the exam results at the end of the semester, so I am often the one who goes shopping for groceries later. We go to her house to eat together. I only cook two dishes occasionally. If I don’t go to her house for dinner, I’ll make some noodles at Home. Living alone is really boring, especially for a talkative person like me. The first year I came to France was in the north, where there were not many Chinese people, so I made more than 40 long-distance calls for 15 euros each in a year, which were all worth a round-trip air ticket. of course, most of the calls are to my girlfriend, but now there are much fewer calls. often my girlfriend says online that I haven’t called in three to five days, so I quickly go downstairs to find a phone booth to call her. Unlike now, where every Home has a landline with unlimited monthly calls, it would have been nice to have a network installed at that time. After Little K went to Lyon, we basically chatted online every day. A week later, Little Q took the initiative to add me to MSN, but she and I had nothing to talk about online. After a few greetings, she blocked. I heard from Little K that Little Q was very popular there. Not only every Chinese boy was nice to her, but there were also foreign suitors. It's just that their School is just a very ordinary business School. Compared with the nearby Lyon business School, the level is far behind, so there don't seem to be any authentic French people. One night less than two weeks later, little K suddenly told me that little Q had found a boyfriend who was in the same grade and in a different class. He was French, but he immigrated from Algeria when he was a child. He was pretty good-looking. I said, most Arabs are not good people. You should leave them alone. Just be careful and don't have too much contact with them. Little K said I was racist. I said just watch. To be honest, it’s not that there are no good people in Arabia, but the little guy in France,The bad guys are in the majority. Don't think that you will become a civilized person if you become a high-ranking business person. It's like eating canned food instead of chewing bones. After all, you are still a dog. I hope this statement will not hurt individual Chinese Brothers who have deep feelings for the Arab people. Not a week later, Little K said that Little Q took that boyfriend Home and did not leave at night. I asked her if you heard anything going on next door, and she said yes. It seems that little Q is fulfilling the tasks assigned by her mother in the country. I asked little K to lock the door to his room at night and also to lock the door before taking a shower and going to the toilet. Little K said he understood, but he couldn't sleep due to the noise at night, and it didn't quiet down until after one o'clock. We also have to admit that the beef and mutton-eating thing below is quite sexy. But it just suits little Q's appetite; I'm afraid she won't be full yet. I don’t know why I feel so sour, I feel like I can’t eat grapes. Less than a week after Little K complained about the loud noise next door every day, the latest news from Little K said that Little Q and the man broke up. I don’t know why. This kind of breakup of boyfriend and girlfriend is not a big deal in the first place, but the only sequelae is that no Chinese boys pursue Xiao Q anymore. The reason is very simple. Few Chinese boys have the courage to find a boyfriend who has had a foreigner. girls to be girlfriends. Life passes quickly and is very dull. Fortunately, I have an L who talks to me every day and I don’t feel that life is too hard. I just find that the money in my bank account is getting less and less. It has only been more than a year and I have already spent a lot of money. It was nearly 20,000 euros, and I suddenly felt a little bit of a sense of crisis. I saw that some of my friends who were not too nervous about studying were working part-time or making money, and I started to pay attention. I don’t have time to work. Chinese restaurants are too tiring and don’t pay much. French food also takes a lot of time. In the end, I decided to start looking for an internship in advance, so that I could do an internship at the beginning of next semester and still get some salary. So on the one hand, I sent my resume everywhere, and on the other hand, I was busy preparing for School courses, trying to pass all the classes in the last semester without having to postpone them to the next semester. There are not many people looking for internships at this time, and of course there are not many companies looking for interns. I mainly submit my resume to French companies that have business connections with China, and occasionally to some SMall Chinese companies that do foreign trade. After waiting for about two weeks, I started to receive interview notices. I quickly ran to Zara store and bought a suit. It cost more than 200 euros. It was made of wool and was not much more expensive than in China. I was still hesitating whether to buy it or not, so I decided to wear a more formal casual outfit, but it turned out that there was a young Chinese couple in the store who were also choosing suits, and I vaguely heard them talking about internships and interviews. I just made up my mind to buy it. Later on, it was the same, I didn’t wear it a few times, so I’ll keep wearing it when I take it back Home. Going for an interview is actually something that hurts one's self-confidence. I went to two companies and met a few Chinese people who came for interviews at the entrance of the Company. After chatting with me, I realized that if they weren't from some business School, or they weren't from the Sorbonne in Paris. If you weren't from a prestigious School, I would have thought you were French if you spoke French. If the School hadn't stipulated that you must have an internship, I really wouldn't want to go. French people who interview are generally very hotHe was polite and rarely asked any professional questions, but mainly just chatted. After the interview with these two companies, I received a letter from them soon, saying that they were very grateful for my interest in their Company, but judging from my characteristics, I am not suitable for their position, and I hope I can find a Company that is truly suitable for me. wait. After a total of seven or eight interviews, I found that there is only one difference between talent and scum, even though they are all wearing suits. One month after my first interview, I finally received an interview notice from a Chinese-owned trading Company. This was the only interview notice I received from a Chinese Company. It's more relevant to my major, and it's Chinese-speaking, so I think the gap between me and those students from prestigious Schools will be SMaller. As soon as I arrived at the door of this Company near the Paris Opera House, I found more than ten Chinese students and not a single foreigner. The front desk receptionist was a decent-looking Chinese girl. She answered the phone and arranged for everyone to come in for interviews. She also patiently answered everyone's questions. The interview order was alphabetically, and I was the second to last one. I was not in a hurry. I just listened to everyone asking her questions, and gradually learned some about the Company. They need to find three people, two men to be responsible for the China business, and a woman to replace her. She will end her internship in two months. Her position requires fluency in French and English, but the language requirements for the other two positions are not too high. The boss is a fat man from Zhejiang. He sells products from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to France. He has been in France for 20 years and is doing pretty well. In fact, this kind of personal Company does not have any recruitment system. It just depends on the mood of the boss. In addition, he has interviewed more than ten people, so it can be seen that he is a bit boring. I just told you the Company situation that I have said more than a dozen times, and let me introduce myself and then talk about it casually. He didn’t ask any questions, so he asked me to talk casually. I have no work experience in China, so if he asked me to brag, you had to give me a topic! I had no choice but to brag. My dad and I had been in contact with many big companies since I was a child. When I was in college, I organized some activities at School, cooperated with some big companies, and contacted some government departments, and I blew it again. Here are some recent Sino-French trade situations that I learned from the Internet. He suddenly asked me, is your father also in business? I said no, he was in the provincial party committee or something. When he heard this, he asked again, do you know so-and-so? I said it seemed like I had heard of him before. He was some kind of Section Chief. He said that the year before last, he mentioned that he was a deputy director somewhere, and it was a friend of his. I can't explain clearly, but that place is very fat. At this point, I thought it would be no problem to enter this Company. Sure enough, within a few days, the girl at the door called to inform me. He also praised me a few words and said that many people with domestic work experience did not want it. I was embarrassed to tell the truth, so I was modest.int was a big regret of mine for not finding an internship based on my true skills. But on the one hand, I was too lazy to look for it, and on the other hand, I really had no confidence in my own level. I decided on this internship Company and waited for three months to pass. Originally, they were hiring someone next month, but the previous intern's job expired this month.But I won’t be free for a few months, so I’ll ask the receptionist to discuss it with the boss. Fortunately, the former intern still wants to make more money and is willing to work for a few more months. I feel relaxed now. Much more. It's quite comfortable to continue to eat at L's house. I don't have to cook it myself and rarely wash dishes. However, the food expenses have increased. Even L said that the food I buy every time is too much and too wasteful. I also I found that I seemed to be getting fatter, mainly because the ring of fat on my belly became more obvious. Later we discussed that if she gets Home earlier than me, I will not go there. If I get Home early, I will go buy groceries, but she will have to pay half of the money; I have always refused to accept her money before. As a result, the number of times I went to L's house suddenly decreased. In addition to making money online, I started to have time to go out and see if there were any business opportunities, so that I could make long-term plans for the future. One day I was chatting with an aunt at the entrance of LV on the Champs Elysées. She originally wanted to catch me buying some LV bags for her, and said she would give me 40 euros as a reward. I thought she was a liar at first, but then after we talked, I found out that this was really the case. The LV store is so mysterious that it only allows customers to buy two bags with their passports. If you have money, you can't buy more. So there is a group of Chinese people who look for someone to buy LV bags on their behalf and then sell them in Japan. I don’t know if they really went to Japan or if they were just used to launder money. This really made me discover that in France, where the rule of law is very sound, there are still many opportunities to make money. Regardless of whether it is the right way or not, I still have to explore it carefully. I was chatting with my aunt when I suddenly saw a familiar girl walking towards me. She also looked at me, and while she was thinking about memories, she suddenly called out my name. Only then did I remember that it was the receptionist from the Chinese trading Company. I immediately thanked her for helping me coordinate the timetable for my internship. She said yes, there was nothing to thank her for. I immediately left my aunt behind and walked towards the Arc de Triomphe with her. Asked her if she was here for shopping? She said she was stopping by a street, mainly to watch a movie. When I heard this, I immediately said that I would like to express my gratitude by inviting you to watch the movie; I haven't seen a movie in France yet. She said let's watch it together. I'm alone anyway, but you don't need to invite me. I have a movie card, which costs 18 euros a month, and I can watch all the movies I want. Several theaters in France have issued annual movie passes, which cost 18 euros a month and allow you to watch movies of all sizes without any restrictions. It’s much more cost-effective than in China. Movies in other countries are not expensive, less than 10 euros. If you only have 18 euros a month, watching two or three shows is enough. I asked her what to do, and she said we could do it at the movie theater in front. I happened to have a passport, check or something in my bag, so she stayed with me and spent ten minutes to apply for one. I immediately went in and watched a French film with her, but I only understood less than 30% of it, and I didn't even understand the relationship between the characters. I was very depressed. She comforted me that it was difficult to understand the movies at first, and the spoken language was difficult to understand. She suggested that I watch English movies with French subtitles first, so that I could learn spoken French faster. I said that it’s not interesting to watch movies alone. In the future, if it’s convenient for you to watch movies, just call me. She readily agreed and gave me her cell phoneNo. and MSN. Only then did I know her name was N. She basically watches movies once or twice a week, mainly literary and artistic films, but also some American blockbusters. From then on, I basically stopped downloading movies online, of course, except for pornographic movies. I didn’t dare to tell L that I often went to the movies with N, but the chances of meeting L were only once or twice a week, but on the Internet, we talked every day. N looks more dignified, not very beautiful, but she looks very comfortable. She also has long hair, which is slightly red. I thought it was dyed. She was born like this. When she was a child, her relatives called her Xiao Huang Mao. My hair was a little yellow when I was young, and turned a little red as I grew up. It is indeed more beautiful than dyeing it. Her internship ends this month and she continues to take classes and study for a master's degree. I don’t know if N really has no one to watch movies with her, or if she is interested in me. Basically, she calls me out every time she goes to the movies. I also tried my best not to turn down her invitation. On the contrary, sometimes when I couldn't go, she would go with me at another time. She has never asked me too many personal questions, such as whether she has a girlfriend or not, and I don’t ask her too many questions, but I can feel the subtle changes in the feelings between two people, sometimes in the movie theater. , in the darkness, my hand touched her hand that was also placed on the armrest. She didn't avoid it, she just put it there naturally. I didn't have the nerve to arrest him, because if he treated me as a friend, it would be over if I caught him like that. The movies shown in French cinemas are still very open. pornographic and violent movies are not prohibited, and only those under the age of 16 or 12 are specifically marked as inappropriate. She would also ask me to watch it. In fact, I am relatively timid and don’t dare to watch violence or horror. She is not too disgusted with it. As long as the Internet recommends it to be better, she will watch it in any style. The same goes for pornographic ones. We both watch them together, with men and women naked, passionate scenes, etc. When the meaty girl is rolling around on the bed, I often raise my penis to peek at her, and I always find her. The natural look of not turning his eyes away and not hiding at all made me despise some of my evil thoughts. One time was on Saturday. After watching a two-hour movie, it was almost 7 pm. After coming out, she asked me what to eat when we got Home in the evening, and I said noodles. She said, come to my house and I will make Roujiamo for you. I knew that she went to university in Xi'an, but I didn't know that she could also make Roujiamo. She invited me like this, how could I refuse. I knew that she shared a house with a girl, but when I arrived at her house, I discovered that she and the girl shared a one-bedroom house with no living room, and the two of them lived in one room. I asked her why she lived in such a crowded place, it was so inconvenient. She said that if two people share the rent, each person only needs less than 200 euros. Moreover, I have known each other from China, so we have a good relationship with each other, so it is not inconvenient to live in the same room as sisters. The girl who lives in the same room went out to work and hasn’t come back yet, so she is in the kitchen making meat buns. A pot of meat has been cooked on the stove, and the fat and lean pieces are soaked in the sauce-colored soup. My stomach was already growling. Below the four-burner stove is an oven, she took out a few round cakes bought from the supermarket and put them in the oven, and then started to cut the meat on the cutting board. I said I would cut it, and she said she often does it and cuts it very quickly. I watched from the side as she divided the larger piece of meat into SMaller pieces, then sliced ​​it, and finally used two kitchen knives to chop it left and right to chop the meat into SMall pieces. The kitchen was very SMall, and it was difficult for two people to turn around in it. I moved behind her little by little, put one hand on the sink, and put my head close to her ear to talk to her, because there were two kitchen knives. The knocking was very loud. I can already SMell the fragrance of her hair, and the breath stirs the hair behind her ears. Seeing that she didn't move away, I looked at the kitchen knife that was blowing in the wind in her hand, swallowed, moved one foot towards the kitchen door, and tentatively touched her with the tip of my nose. auricle. The thumping sound of the two kitchen knives slowed down. In fact, the alarm had been lifted. I boldly, but without looking away from the kitchen knives, took her ear into my mouth, rubbed her ear back and forth with the tip of my tongue, and then slowly Move to the base behind the ear and kiss it very gently. At this time, the two kitchen knives had also stopped. I saw that her eyes had been closed and her head was slightly turned to the side. I know, I have succeeded. Both hands also gently hugged her waist from behind, her waist was very soft. Put your lips on the back of her neck, leaving a little moisture at the root of her hairline. Suddenly there was the sound of a key opening the door, but I hadn't heard it yet. N didn't say anything, nor did he push me away. He just continued to knock with two kitchen knives, which shocked me. The three of us had dinner with her Roommate. Seeing that her Roommate didn't like me very much, I walked away early knowingly. I don’t know what N thinks. Although she didn’t show any disgust today, she will probably become more rational after calming down. After all, we have never had an in-depth communication, and we usually don’t talk beyond the scope of friends. She didn't ask me to watch a movie for four days in a row, and I didn't dare to call her. I just kept looking at her MSN profile picture, waiting for her to light up so that I could talk to her, but it never turned on. I feel like I can no longer take the initiative at this time. After all, I also have a girlfriend, and N doesn’t seem like the kind of girl who just wants to play around, but she can’t cause too much harm to others. I have been holding back and not taking the initiative to contact N, so two more days passed while waiting, and the weekend came again. Instead of receiving a call from N, I received a call from Little Q, which surprised me. She first asked me how I was doing, and I said it was still the same, no change. She asked if she had any girls to play with at Home. I said that I am not that kind of person. Even boys don’t come to my house to play. Where can I find girls? As soon as I said this, she immediately said she would come to Paris to see me and asked me if I was welcome. Grandma, how is that possible? Isn’t this mother having a great time in Lyon? There must be something going on. I said you're welcome, but you can't spend so much money just to see me. If you really miss me, I'll deliver it to you personally and go to Lyon to show it to you. I'll also see little K by the way. She then said that she had received an internship interview notice from a Company in Paris. Next Monday, she asked meCan you stay at my house for one night on Sunday night and see me? I knew that this girl wouldn't be so nice to come see me, so I asked her if Little K knew. She said she hadn’t told Little K yet and wanted to ask me first before telling Little K. I said you are welcome to come, but don’t tell Little K. She said no problem, I’ll let you know after buying the tickets and see you on Sunday. If Little K knew about it, he would definitely be very angry, and the consequences would be serious. Although I don’t really want this little girl who fucked foreigners to live in my house, I can’t find any good excuse to refuse. I’ve already lied to her that I still live alone; on the other hand, Maybe he's still a little yearning to take a peek at her body again.