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I went back to the bathroom and stayed there for a while. After calming down, I took off my dirty underwear. I smiled wryly as I saw a steel bar wrapped in a pair of panties sticking out of my chest. "After calming down, he filled a basin with hot water and soaked a towel in it. Then, he went back to his bedroom to help wipe the girl's body.
The woman clearly enjoyed it a lot. After a while, she fell into a deep sleep. As I helped Sister Zhou to wipe her body, I was finally able to admire the beautiful body of the woman in front of me: two plump, white pears on her chest, quivering from time to time to the tiny movements of the woman's body; two pink grapes inlaid in the top of the pear that were always the most alluring; a slight pinch on her waist, a plump, bouncy buttocks, and long, white legs, all in harmony; and the dense forest between her legs, and the whiteness of her belly and thighs, was all the more striking. Fortunately, the woman was asleep with her legs together. I didn't want to focus on the matter, so I merely glanced at it before turning my head to the side. Of course, as the warm, wet towel brushed against the inside of my thighs, I felt a peculiar tenderness in my right hand, across the towel. It made my ears beat again.
When the woman's body was finally done wiping, I let out a long breath. I took out the air conditioner on the side of the bed and was about to cover the woman with it. At this moment, I suddenly felt that something wasn't right. I couldn't help but freeze for a moment as I stared at the lady's smooth and smooth abdomen, examining it seriously.
Because, I have a feeling, Sister Zhou's abdomen seems to be different from Sister Guo Qing's. That night, the night I almost became a beast, I wiped off Sister Guo Qing's panties, and intentionally or unintentionally, I pulled her nightgown up to her stomach. However, it was obvious that Sister Guo Qing's bare stomach was much smoother than Sister Zhou's equally smooth belly. At the moment, I could clearly see that Sister Zhou's stomach was bulging slightly!
I wondered why there was such a difference between the two equally young women, but he didn't think about it. He covered her with the blanket, and my thoughts finally returned to the time when I was working with Sister Zhou.
Speaking of this Sister Zhou Ya Jie, she was indeed a beautiful lady, always wearing a faint smile on her face. At that time, she was very considerate of me, always calling me "little brother," and knowing that I was from the mountains, she often gave me advice on my business; and of course I treated her very well and with great respect. Many of the other boys in the company liked her, and it was only after confirming that she had talked to her boyfriend that the boys finally gave up in despair. When I thought about her boyfriend, I was even more surprised. I felt that if her boyfriend found out about this, the misunderstanding between the three of us would never be clear. After a while, she was surprised again. She quickly understood the reason behind Sister Zhou's slightly bulging abdomen: "Sister Zhou, I'm afraid she's pregnant!"
Thinking of a woman pregnant, I was even more surprised: My God, Sister Zhou, she was pregnant and she was so drunk? Where was her boyfriend? After a while, I understood again. They were probably having an argument, and Sister Zhou was so angry that she started drinking. Thinking about this, I sighed again. Ah, this Sis Zhou is also the same. This kind of relationship between the couple happens every day in the world, but you have to think about your child. You can't drink too much of this wine!
I sighed and turned out the light. After a while, she realized that she wasn't wearing any outer clothes. All of her dirty outer clothes were left in the bathroom. Then I went to the bathroom, let the water wash, then washed and wrung out the clothes, putting on the wet clothes. During the shower, the guy below was still standing there with his head held high. I pressed on him for a while, but it didn't work. He knew what was going on, and he also knew that it wasn't a simple matter. He steeled his heart and put both of his hands together. After a long while, a white liquid spurted out and he finally stopped.
When he was about to leave, he felt something was wrong. After some thought, he went to Sister Zhou's small study and found a pen and paper. He briefly explained what had happened tonight, revealed his identity, and thanked her for her trust.
After I finished writing, I put the note on the table. After a while, I thought, "Sister Zhou will wake up tomorrow morning. I'm afraid I won't have the energy to make breakfast." Because of this drunkenness, I've tried it more than once. Then I found the rice and made some porridge from the electric cooker in the kitchen. I think that tomorrow morning when Sister Zhou gets up, she will definitely be able to eat hot and sweet rice porridge. It was good for her recovery from alcohol.
I'm very confident about making porridge. I eat and cook more of these things. Who told me to grow up in the mountains? It was a place where one stole food from the rocks. The rice was extremely expensive, so making porridge was a good method. Thus, I honed my skills in making porridge.
When it was done, I poured her another large glass of cold water and filled it with a small cup, which I placed on the bedside table in the bedroom. I have my reasons for doing this. I know that drunk people usually drink a lot of water, but the idea of drinking strong tea is completely wrong. For this drunken woman, drinking hot water was out of question. In the middle of the night, when she was half drunk and half awake, she might suddenly get hot from drinking hot water, or it might not be realistic to drink a large cup at a time. Perhaps all of them would be lying on the floor or on the bed.
After arranging everything, I went back into the bedroom and whispered into Sis Zhou's ear about the water and porridge. The woman nodded her head slightly as she was half drunk and half awake. When I was done, I went out. After dimming the light in the living room, I turned around and left. When he got home, he looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past four in the morning. I quickly changed into clean clothes and went to sleep.