I felt like I shot my lover in the head

Being rude again, I slapped myself in the heart in shame.

It's all about money!for money!I shouted in my heart.Brother, you relax!You have to calm down!

I'm literally breaking down.

At first I thought I could go down just by looking at his painted face.

However, no!

As it is now, how dare I say that I have a cold personality!

Of course, when facing clients, I must show a professional, rational and cold attitude, so I calmly put down the Ginger Coke, calmly picked up a stack of books, and calmly put them on my lap.

He really looked puzzled: "Doctor, what are you doing?"

Me: "Oh, my legs are numb, it's okay, you can continue." After thinking about it, I added, "Wait a minute, I'll start the recording. Your problem is serious, I have to record your situation in detail .”

He nodded solemnly, "Then shall I continue?"

I also nodded solemnly, and the recording ripple graph began to fluctuate.

Such a good resource, of course I want to save it!

Just in case it comes in handy in the future!

After all, the night is long!

As a result, he stopped talking.

He, no, said, yes!

I can't stand it anymore.

"Why don't you continue talking?" I asked kindly.

He was taken aback, "It's almost the same."

"Is your dream over?" My face was obviously turning black.

He nodded, glanced at my face, and then shook his head again?

"Is there any more?" I asked with a dark face.

"No, no." He cried.

I turned on the recording and couldn't turn it off, which is embarrassing.

"Go on!" Depressed.

The third time I had a dream, it was a bit interesting.

At the beginning, it was still the familiar spring dream routine, but this time it was not as heavy as the previous one. After all, the last time, the urine was inserted.

But what is the old saying?

It’s not enough to eat big fish and meat, can’t porridge and side dishes also satisfy your hunger?

I glanced at the recording ripple graph with satisfaction.

But this time, he was visibly shy and kept avoiding my sight.

He didn't say anything?She wasn't shy just now, but now she blushes when it comes to kissing and kissing.

How can my devilish little heart bear it?

We must dig deep!

Be honest!

What time?where?Who is watching?What mood?Who took the initiative?Do you stick out your tongue?Is it good to lick?Is it hard?

Of course, these words cannot be asked directly.

then……

"Where did you kiss?"

"In a particularly dim corner."

"Why is it in the corner?"

"I didn't know why. I was standing in the middle of the corridor, but he suddenly jumped out and threw himself into my arms..."

"He took the initiative?"

"Yes, yes."

"What do you mean, who is taking the initiative?"

"I didn't refuse, so I pushed him against the wall."

"How did he react?"

"He smiled a bit, and then..."

"Then what?"

"Then he licked my lower lip, then my teeth, he, he sucked..."

"What about you? Just keep him busy?"

"I suck his tongue too..."

Hey, it's really capitalized.

I feel that if I continue to ask this question, this article will become a small yellow article, so I quickly stopped my mouth.

After all, I still have a professional, rational and cold image to maintain.

"Your situation is indeed very complicated, continue."

He began to talk about the third erotic dream, ah no, dream.

This time it is a pure pure love story, mixed with a strong sour smell.

He was sitting on a booth in a coffee shop.

He could see a few pages of newspapers and two cups of coffee scattered on the plain linen tablecloth, trams passing by outside the huge glass windows, and unrecognizable people riding very old-fashioned bicycles, and the hurrying figures of pedestrians disturbed With the light and shadow, there seemed to be a person across the table having a drink and conversation with him.The afternoon sun was exceptionally bright, and he felt that his body was bathed in warmth, but he felt uneasy in his heart.

Do you feel guilty because you don’t have it?He really is a superficial man.Frigid I thought proudly.

Speaking of this, he looked at his watch, "I have an appointment in a while, it seems that I can't finish talking today."

How can Fat Sheep go out without paying?

And how can Carvin? !

But before I even had to open my mouth, he was already very tactful and held out a card with great sincerity.

I swiped contentedly.

And set an appointment three days later.

After all, in this world, it is the boss who gives money.

I held my chest up and sent him out the door with a smile on my face. I believe that at this moment, all eight of my teeth were shining with happiness.

As handsome as I am, of course, mortals can't look directly at him. He quickly disappeared from the end of my sight with a pair of red ears.

I looked back with my hips on my hips and looked at the psychological clinic next door.

The doctor looked at me suspiciously, and I made a V sign to him.

Although his face was messed up, he V returned to me out of politeness.

He looked up to the sky and laughed and went home, ordering a takeaway for some money.

What kind of psychiatrist should I see for this kind of brat who has erotic dreams and makes flowers?

Sure enough, a beating is enough.

I can fall asleep listening to the newly acquired H jokes tonight, I feel very happy just thinking about it!