The daily life of being held back by apprentices

When a person has a goal, he feels relieved in everything he does, procrastination is left behind, and the grilled skewers overflowing with pepper are all in front of his eyes.

The pace of life in City C is relatively slow. There are many people in the night market at night, and there is a famous supper street that attracts many locals and foreigners, but the time-honored brands are still familiar to locals.

The two of them didn't go out until after eleven o'clock. Fortunately, Yue Jinglan was driving, but her car could only be parked in a parking space on the side of the road, so they got out of the car and walked for a while.

The barbecue stall was a little inside, and with Zhong Yuya leading the way, he quickly found Zhong Yuya's favorite barbecue stall.

The boss is a round, middle-aged uncle with the greasy face of a barbecue boss. When he saw Zhong Yuya coming in, his eyes lit up: "Hey, Xiao Zhong, are you here? I remember you haven't been here for a long time, right? "

Zhong Yuya nodded embarrassingly: "Uncle Gong, I haven't been here for a while, mainly because I'm busy with work after graduation."

Uncle Gong looked surprised: "You have graduated, why do I feel that you are still in high school?"

Zhong Yuya looked helpless: "Maybe I haven't seen me for a long time."

"Hey, old age is like this. I have a bad memory, so I won't talk about it." Uncle Gong resumed his smile, "This sister is your friend, so why don't you have something to eat today? Let me send you a plate of grilled eggplant."

Zhong Yuya smiled back: "Well, it's my partner, thank you Uncle Gong."

Uncle Gong's smile froze for a few seconds, but he shook his head helplessly and said, "Oh, young people nowadays."

Zhong Yuya liked to come to this restaurant to eat barbecue with his friends when he was in middle school and college. The boss, Uncle Gong, is a middle-aged fat man who loves to chat with customers. The guests chatted one after another nearby.

Although Uncle Gong had a helpless expression, he did not break his promise. Afterwards, he delivered baked eggplants. The children on the left and right were other people's children. Homosexuality and heterosexuality were not his business, but he felt sad.

A bunch of charred roasted pork belly, bite down, not only the meat quality of lean meat, but also the stimulation of fat blooming in the mouth, a bowl of roasted brains per person, irregularly cut roasted trotters, large skewers of roasted beef tendon , Spicy grilled fatty intestines.The grilled eggplant is cut open and placed flat on the plate, picked up with chopsticks, and served with minced garlic, chopped green onion, and crushed pepper seasonings into the mouth.

When the two of them started eating, their eyes were filled with the smell of meaty barbecue. Yue Jinglan exclaimed "It's so hot" while shouting: "I want this, and this skewer."

Zhong Yuya shook his head and smiled, and handed her something in front of her: "It's all yours, but you can't eat too much."

Zhong Yuya's appetite was not as good as Yue Jinglan's, and most of it was solved by Yue Jinglan. After eating, Yue Jinglan still remembered to maintain his image and not show his full belly.

On a cool autumn night, sitting on the open-air barbecue stand, the cool breeze blows from time to time, which brings a gap of rest to the hot and greasy barbecue.

There are not many people at the stall, but there are three or four tables of guests, most of whom are friends drinking and eating barbecue. People who usually pay attention to their image are willing to open their mouths in front of the barbecue.

She turned her head to look at Zhong Yuya, who was chatting with Uncle Gong.

Uncle Gong hadn't seen Zhong Yuya for a long time, and he also asked about her recent situation, but didn't ask too much about Zhong Yuya's sexual orientation.

Zhong Yuya listened carefully to Uncle Gong's words, and occasionally answered a few words. Uncle Gong is actually sixty years old, much older than his father, and has a pair of children, but they are not in front of him. Those children are gone. In other provinces, it is rare to come back several times throughout the year, and it is these regular customers who often come to eat barbecue who get along more with Uncle Gong.

Some people are unwilling to open up and chat with their parents, but they are willing to say some private things when facing strangers.

Uncle Gong knew that Zhong Yuya skipped class with friends to go online for the first time in middle school, received a love letter for the first time, and complained about hard work for the first time...

And these are things that Ms. He doesn't know. She thinks that her daughter is a good child from the inside out.

Uncle Gong mentioned some old things that Ling Xianxian had told Yue Jinglan, but from the perspective of an elder, it was another kind of novelty.

Yue Jinglan listened with a smile on her face, feeling a desire to grow up with her, if only she could meet Zhong Yuya sooner.

If Zhong Yuya was involved in those dark memories, even a little bit, she wouldn't be so disgusted.

Zhong Yuya seemed to have noticed something, and turned to look at her with a smile in his eyes: "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at your prudence," Yue Jinglan pouted, "I thought you were abstinence, but I didn't expect you to be black."

Zhong Yuya pretended to be stupid: "The immortals forced me to do those things. I used to be obedient."

"So, I don't want to continue to be obedient now," Zhong Yuya lowered his head and chuckled, "Because I have the desire to change, the person I want to get."

Yue Jinglan held Zhong Yuya's hand, feeling her warmth: "Very good, me too."

"Oh, it's nice to be young, let's live life for ourselves, as long as you two are happy." Uncle Gong shook his head and sighed, and stopped talking.

There happened to be a table of guests paying the bill, so he got up to settle the bill.

The way home was very bright, the street lamps shone on the road, and the lights of the billboards on the street flickered. Zhong Yuya led Yue Jinglan to walk slowly.

"After eating, walk slowly to digest food."

Yue Jinglan rubbed her shoulders, feeling that the evening wind was a bit cold, she leaned against Zhong Yuya, and found that her body was not warm, so she took her hand, and her body was close to her.

"It's the middle of the night and you're still walking slowly to digest food, aren't you afraid of going to hell if you walk at night?" Yue Jinglan said with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, the two are very popular, ghosts dare not approach."

"Do you still understand metaphysics?"

Zhong Yuya frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I don't understand, I'll just say it casually."

"However, I know that two people walking at night, I will not feel afraid."

"Dining for two won't feel monotonous."

"Two people working together won't be boring."

"Two people playing games will never get bored."

"Two people sleep without feeling empty."

Zhong Yuya looked at Yue Jinglan, and said firmly: "I am with you, we will not feel lonely."

"Sweet talk." Yue Jinglan looked back at Zhong Yuya, his eyes were shining with light, his heart was beating like thunder, and the corners of his mouth were raised, "But I like it very much."

As soon as they get closer, the distance between the two people who are similar in height is easily negative, and their lips and teeth meet, which stems from the most primitive desire in their hearts, but with a pious heart, both lingering and gentle, the soft lips of the two women, The trembling when entangled, a heart beats with each other's every move.

Yue Jinglan wrapped her arms around Zhong Yuya's neck, her body was close to her, and Zhong Yuya's hand fell on her waist, bringing her into her arms. The temperature of the two of them rose rapidly, and the evening breeze Cold, but those who indulge in kissing do not feel the cold.

After the kiss, the panting sound was very clear in the quiet night, evoking the deepest impulse in people's hearts.

"I want to fuck you," Yue Jinglan leaned on Zhong Yuya's shoulder, and said with a low laugh, "I also want you to fuck me."

Yue Jinglan's voice was hoarse and sexy, like a banshee whispering in one's ear, the bewitching voice could not dissipate in people's ears, and it also carried an intoxicating aroma and suffocating warmth.

Zhong Yuya felt the same soreness in a certain part of his body.

The car stopped right in front of them.

When I got home, I washed off the smell of fireworks all over my body, but the hotness in my heart didn't decrease in the slightest.

The two soft and sexy bodies were pressed close together, each other's heavy gasps were heard by the ear, the most soft and deadly part of the other was in the hand, and the most unbearable moan came from the mouth.

After the intense heat, an unknown fluid was left on the bed. Zhong Yuya put his arms around Yue Jinglan, leaned in and bit her shoulder lightly, and said vaguely, "Do you want to take a bath?"

"Let's wash it, I feel sticky and uncomfortable," Yue Jinglan messed up Zhong Yuya's long hair, and then stared at the few strands of Zhong Yuya's long hair that she accidentally tore off when she was excited just now. : "Did it hurt you just now? I have your hair in my hand."

Zhong Yuya was silent for a few seconds, raised his head, and said in embarrassment: "I didn't feel any pain, maybe... I'm going to lose my hair."

"Pfft hahahaha!" Yue Jinglan couldn't help laughing out loud, "I know, hair loss, the problem of the century."

With a dark face, Zhong Yuya glared at her angrily: "Why are you laughing! Don't you lose your hair!"

After all, get up and get out of bed.

"Oh, where are you going?" Yue Jinglan grabbed her hand and didn't let go.

"Taking a bath," Zhong Yuya sat back beside Yue Jinglan helplessly, "Are you still out of bed?"

Yue Jinglan took her hand and played with her fingers one by one: "I don't have the strength to move anymore, can you carry me to the bathroom?"

"I think you were very energetic when you laughed at me just now."

That's what he said, but Zhong Yuya still gently reached out to hug Yue Jinglan.

Of course, Yue Jinglan didn't really want her to take her to the bathroom, but just wanted Zhong Yuya to hug her, and when she got up, she got out of bed and left.

She walked faster than Zhong Yuya, stepping on the floor with her bare feet, little by little, as if stepping on the apex of Zhong Yuya's heart.

"Put on your slippers, it's cold on the ground."

"You help me dress it up." Yue Jinglan said sweetly, with a strong sense of coquettishness in her voice.

Zhong Yuya took the slippers, squatted down, and pinched Yue Jinglan's jade feet to put them on for her.

Yue Jinglan put her hand lightly on Zhong Yuya's head, put her fingers through her hair, and laughed softly: "I think this pose seems familiar."

Zhong Yuya blushed, stood up and said viciously, "It's time to take a bath!"

Yue Jinglan's charming laughter came from behind him, and when he walked into the bathroom, it was full of spring and light again.

In the end, the two tossed until a few o'clock in the morning. They were so tired that they couldn't open their eyes. Their foreheads touched each other, and they hugged each other and fell asleep.

The author has something to say:

car is impossible

In addition, I have to ask for leave during the exam week and start reviewing, hahaha