me and a divorced housewife

Chapter 26 Confidentiality

Chapter 26 Confidentiality
It's an excruciatingly painful time before a boy officially transforms into a man.Of course, there is only one standard for whether to formally transform, and that is whether to formally own a woman.

Thus, the prelude to a boy's fantasy was unveiled. These objects include the heroine of an island romance movie, a girl who has a crush on a certain girl, a mature sister next door, a sexy female teacher, and many others, all of which can be used. Be the object of their nightly fantasies.

The strange thing is that the object of my fantasy has always been a young woman whose identity is unknown. I know that she is older than me. I have never seen her in real life. She just appeared in my dreams. In dreams, I can't see her face, she's gentle and understanding, and she doesn't have the dignity of those women in my life, she's so hot

At that time, I was just in middle school, and I started to have a dream over and over again, dreaming of a faceless, plump young woman, even though it was in the dream
I think this is probably the reason why my heart beat when I saw Liu Ruyue for the first time, and she was in the bathroom separated by a layer of frosted glass, the mysterious and indistinct beating body was in front of my eyes, just like in that The outline of the young woman's body in the dream was so illuminated that I could barely open my eyes.

I'm looking forward to what happens next when she walks out of the bathroom.I'm even a little restless, wondering what will happen when she comes out next?We haven't even held hands before, so how dare we do such a thing, will she just go straight to the point?

Just as I was thinking, she came out wearing a bath towel, and I immediately became nervous. I was originally sitting on the bed, but immediately stood up.

"Do you take a shower?" she asked me as she wiped her hair.

It turned out that there was a requirement for the other party's cleaning work.

"Wash." I said quickly.

"Then you wash it quickly, I'm a little sleepy, go to sleep first." She said.

etc!I was suddenly dumbfounded. According to the plot, her next dialogue should not be coquettishly saying to me, go take a shower, people are waiting for you on the bed?
Why did she go to bed first?

I just stood there dumbfounded, watching her take a pillow and walk to the sofa, then found a blanket from the suitcase, lay down on the sofa, and covered myself with the blanket.

It turned out that she let me sleep on the bed, but she slept on the sofa.

Suddenly a sentence of lyrics rushed past my heart, because I thought too much.

Seeing me standing there in a daze, she asked a little puzzled, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Aren't you going to take a bath? Why don't you take a bath?"

"Oh...I...I...I'm going right away." I quickly covered it up, lest she would see through my thoughts.

"You'd better sleep on the bed," I said, "It's really uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa. I'll sleep on the sofa."

"No need," she said, "It doesn't matter who sleeps."

"Of course it's different. You are a woman and I am a man." I said, at this time, I still have to show my manly demeanor.

"But I'm older than you, and you're still a child." She smiled and said, "I should let you go."

"But……"

"Okay, let's go take a shower, I won't tell you anymore, I'll go to bed first." After speaking, she closed her eyes, as if she was asleep.

I froze for a while, sighed, and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom was filled with mist, and the air seemed to be filled with her faint body fragrance, which made me think about it
The warm water splashed on my body, rustling. In this closed environment, everything became swollen and exaggerated. Those crazy thoughts and pictures kept hitting my mind, making it difficult for me to calm down for a long time.

I try to calm myself down, I know, with my personality and courage, I can't do anything out of line, just thinking about it, but I still want to control these thoughts, I think these images and thoughts make me a little Xia Zuo has always been creating an image of a gentleman.

I feel it's necessary to keep it all going.This will be a rough night for me.

When I came out of the bathroom, she was already fast asleep, probably really tired.

Her peaceful sleeping position put an end to all my swollen desires.

Go to sleep, I honestly went back to bed.

In the middle of the night, I got up to go to the bathroom, and suddenly found that Liu Ruyue was missing from the sofa. I hurried out and saw her fully dressed, sitting by the swimming pool outside the hotel in a daze.

"Why didn't you sleep?" I walked over and asked.

"I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep, so I went out for a walk." She said.

"Are you afraid of what I will do to you when I wake up, so you dare not sleep?" I smiled.

She looked at me, smiled too, and said, "I'm not afraid at all."

"Why?" I said, "I've always wanted to ask, but we don't know each other well. Why do you dare to spend the night with me as a woman? You must know that I am a normal bachelor."

She said, "There was no way at first, but now I understand you. I don't know how good you are, but I know how bad you can be. So, I don't have this kind of feeling at all." concerns."

This makes me a little unconvinced. In her eyes, am I just a good person who has no thoughts about her, no desires and no desires?Is this still a man?

"Aren't you overconfident?" I said. "Are you really sure you know me that much?"

After hearing this, she seemed to be lost in thought and became melancholy.

"What's the matter? I was joking with you. You really don't need to worry about me. That's just how I am." I said quickly.

She shook her head lightly and said, "Yeah, you are right, I am indeed a little too confident, just like before I thought I knew Kim Dae-jung very well, so I married him. Became someone I didn't know at all."

"You married him...couldn't it be...wasn't it because he was rich?" I don't know why I asked such a question, but it seems to be a question I've always wanted to ask.

She hesitated for a moment, finally nodded and said, "Yes, money is a big factor in this."

I nodded.This is both the answer I want and the one I don't.

"Do you think I'm powerful and greedy?" She looked at me and asked.

"No, it's normal. I always feel that beautiful women should have a good material life, and they should belong to these places. It's like, a piece of exquisite porcelain can only stand out when placed in a graceful and luxurious place. Its value, on the contrary, if it is thrown in a pile of junk, it will lose its value completely. Some people may think this is nonsense, but from another perspective, from the perspective of benefit distribution, men rely on physical and mental power to gain social Benefits, use their own advantages to obtain benefits, and for beautiful women, beauty is their advantage, so what is wrong with obtaining social benefits? So, I don’t think there is anything wrong with you.” I said.

She looked at me, seemed a little surprised, and said, "Do you really think so? Or are you just trying to comfort me?"

"I do think so."

She nodded and said, "I suddenly feel that I have underestimated you a little bit. You are not what I thought. What you said does not seem to match your age, but do you believe it? I am not like that now Think about it."

"why?"

"I used to think like you. To be honest, my family is very poor and I have lived too many hard times. Therefore, I think that with my beauty, I should live a life of luxury. So for those who are in love but I never considered suitors with poor conditions. But later, I found that I neglected myself. To be precise, I neglected my own soul. My body did enjoy the pleasure brought by the abundance, but it always It is short-lived, but my soul has always been lonely. At such a beautiful age, I have never even experienced a decent love. My soul is barren and lonely." She said wistfully.

That last sentence made my heart pound.

"Then do you still long for love now?" I asked casually.

"Of course, I want it very much." She said, "But, in my current situation, I'm afraid it's an extravagant wish."

"That's not necessarily true." I said hastily, "You are still young and charming."

She smiled and said, "Does it sound like drunk talk when I say this?"

"Fortunately."

"Forget it, I've talked so much nonsense with you, stop talking, go to bed early."

"Actually, not all rich people are like Kim Dae-jung. You just met a top person. There is no need for you to go from one extreme to another." I said.

"No no no," she shook her head and said, "You didn't understand me, even if he's not a complete jerk, he's fine, but if he has an absolute advantage in one aspect, such as wealth, then I'm still Passive, unequal."

"Then if a person looks average, not average, very average, very average, and has no money, but you are very happy together, would you consider being with him?" I asked tentatively , I originally wanted to add the condition that she was younger than her, but I felt that the intention was too obvious.

"Secret. I'm going to sleep." She smiled and walked away, leaving me thinking.

(End of this chapter)

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