Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Romance -> I can t afford to be hurt by the chaos of youth

Text Chapter 719: The final chapter of the girl with dyed hair, part 2!

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    This time I knocked on the door again, and the girl with dyed hair opened the door.  After opening the door, I didn't go in immediately. Instead, I stretched my head and looked into the room. There was no one else in the room except the girl with dyed hair.  I just changed my shoes and went inside. Just like last time, the girl with dyed hair opened the door for me and ran to the computer to play with it.  I walked around her room, and she stared at the computer without looking at me and asked: What are you looking for?  I said: Check to see if there are any used condoms or anything like that.  The girl with dyed hair said: Stop beating around the bush and tell me, what do you want to know?  I said: There is nothing I want to know. I just came to chat with you out of boredom. Who knew your father would come again.  The girl with dyed hair snorted and said, "You're not my dad. Can you please stop pretending to be cool?"  Okay, I won¡¯t hide it from you, you are my partner!  At that time, I screamed hard in my heart. I was so embarrassed to say it out loud.  I calmed down and said: Who is older between your partner's child and you?  The girl with dyed hair was particularly unhappy and said: Can you please stop making such a fuss?  Have you never seen someone being kept?  Is this interesting?  If you want to scold me, then scold me, don't be so arrogant!  At that moment, my mind was a little blank, and then I didn¡¯t say anything and lay directly on the bed of the girl with dyed hair.  I felt very tired. I lay on the bed for a while and thought about it for a while before feeling sleepy.  The girl with dyed hair was still playing on the computer, but she didn¡¯t chase me away or pay any attention to me.  I simply didn't care and fell asleep on the dyed-hair girl's bed.  When I woke up in the middle of the night, the girl with dyed hair was still playing on the computer. When I looked at the time, it was already past 3 a.m.  I asked her: Are you not sleeping?  You go to sleep, I'm going home.  The girl with dyed hair looked at me and said, "Go to sleep. I'm not sleepy. I go to bed almost every morning, and I have nothing to do during the day anyway."  I asked her: Then you don¡¯t wear makeup?  The girl with dyed hair said: No, I lied to you. In fact, my home has not been moved. I came to live just for my partner.  I asked the girl with dyed hair: Who knows about this?  The girl with dyed hair said calmly: Except for my parents, everyone around me knows, what¡¯s wrong?  Are you embarrassed?  I chuckled and said, "No, it's pretty good. There's nothing embarrassing about relying on yourself."  How long have you two been together?  Girl with dyed hair: It¡¯s been a long time.  I continued to ask: How did we meet? Girl with dyed hair: I was introduced by a friend. If you want to know anything else, ask quickly. Don¡¯t wait if you are late!  I said: No, I want to ask another question, is there no man?  Find him!  The girl with dyed hair then turned around and stared at me and said: Yes!  I do not want to!  I do not like!  I just like him!  I sighed and stopped asking the girl with dyed hair any more questions. I felt that the girl with dyed hair was particularly dirty!  Really, I have never felt that any girl was dirty. At that moment, I felt that the girl with dyed hair was so dirty that I didn¡¯t even want to touch her.  When I think about the image of the girl with dyed hair sleeping with that old man, I almost want to vomit.  This is no longer a problem about taking the bus. To be honest, I can accept taking the bus, but being taken care of by my godfather challenges my bottom line!  When I think about how I was lying on the bed of a girl with dyed hair just now, I feel even more disgusted. Don¡¯t think of me as being so noble. I also have all kinds of problems.  I told the dyed-hair girl that she would come to me if she needed anything, and then left.  After that night, Ye Boar¡¯s friend called me and asked me if I knew anything about the girl with dyed hair.  If you don't know, ask him about it. He said that he sees the girl with dyed hair every day and has become a little in love with her over time.  I lied and said that he was the uncle of the girl with dyed hair.  This guy asked me again if I wanted to have something happen with the girl with dyed hair. If I did, he would let me.  I am very sure to tell my wild boar friends that I have no such idea at all.  When people say this, it can be regarded as the first word of justice, so I understand it very well.  Later, I heard from the wild boar that the wild boar friend was chasing after the girl with dyed hair, and he was very persistent, which made him feel like he had fallen into a trap.  I once hinted to my wild boar friend that women like girls with dyed hair cannot be stabilized by ordinary men.  But the wild boar friend was a little possessed, and said that he would never marry a girl with dyed hair in this life!  I can only lament that he really didn¡¯t have any pretty girls around him before. If there were, he wouldn¡¯t have such thoughts.  Although the wild boar friends worked very hard, there was no actual effect.  So he asked me for help, which I really didn¡¯t want to do.  But I definitely can't refuse. Anyone who has been out of society knows that friendship is extremely fragile. Too many friends have been broken up just by saying goodbye, not to mention that I have to do it for the sake of the wild boar!  So I accepted the wild boar friend¡¯s invitation to go out and play together, and help the wild boar friend by the way.  In fact, it¡¯s normal to think about it. If there is a so-called single super beauty living downstairs in your house, and you are still single, can you not pursue her?  Those who don¡¯t chase are egg bags!  This time I saw the girl with dyed hair, and I really didn¡¯t like her.  A few people went to dinner, and I ordered a lot of wine. The wild boar was very surprised because I was in the early stage of human creation and could not drink alcohol.  I whispered to my wild boar friend that we should use the most primitive, old-fashioned and best method, to have sex after drinking.  If bathing is no longer useful, then use your body to conquer her.  My wild boar friend is not a good dick either, and he even said that I suddenly asked him to consecrate me!  Halfway through the drink, the dyed-haired girl couldn't stand it anymore, and she also noticed that we were trying to make her drink.  So the girl with dyed hair called her two girlfriends to come over.Needless to say, these two friends are the two ladies who fought with us last time.  It became lively now, and the two young ladies were also talented people, and they even sat down with us and started drinking.  The wild boar asked them very meanly: Don't you go to work at night?  The two of them told the wild boar that they would have a day off tonight and they would pay us to play.  So we set a goal to deal with the three of them. The girl with dyed hair is a friend of the wild boar. The wild boar and I will handle these two girls.  But before we had even had two drinks, people said the wine here was not good, the drinking was boring, and the environment was not good and there was no atmosphere.  This was obviously going to be a change of venue, so the wild boar friend asked the two ladies where they wanted to drink.  The two ladies mentioned a business club, but the wild boar said at that time that he couldn¡¯t go. Nonsense, could he go there?  You might not be able to get out if you go in, so for the next 10 minutes, the two ladies kept taunting the three of us.  The girl with dyed hair didn't say anything, just sat and watched the fun.  At this time, the wild boar friend couldn't hold it any longer, because all the plans for tonight were ruined by these two ladies.  The wild boar friend asked the girl with dyed hair: "What do you think? I listen to you. If you say you stay here, we will eat here. If you want to change places, we will go with you."  The girl with dyed hair was stunned for a moment, and then she thought about it and asked her wild boar friend: Why don¡¯t you want to go to the place my sister said?  I thought to myself that I don¡¯t have any money!  Hey, it¡¯s weird that the girl with dyed hair can follow you!  My wild boar friend was also a little embarrassed when the girl with dyed hair asked me this question. You can¡¯t just say that you don¡¯t have money and you¡¯re afraid of being cheated!  So I found an excuse: I was afraid of not being safe.  One of the ladies rushed to say: We can still eat you, we dare to come and drink with you, we are still women, not men.  The girl with dyed hair added at this time: You see, my sisters have said so. How about we change places? I don¡¯t like it here very much.  So we can only go to the tiger mountain knowing that there are tigers in the mountain, and jump into the pit ourselves.  We took two taxis and held an impromptu small meeting in the taxi.  The wild boar means that if it doesn't work, he will give up today, and the girl with dyed hair will not have sex with her anymore.  What I mean is, as long as you can live with your face today, don't try to show off.  Wild boar friends just take the extreme route and risk everything. Since they have to sacrifice, they must take down the girl with dyed hair!  So we started to act according to the ideas of our wild boar friends!  When we arrived at the place, I smiled bitterly. The security guard at the business club was the same person who fought with us last time.  When they entered, the two ladies reminded the security: Do you still know them? Come to our place tonight and treat them well.  The security guards at the door smiled at the two ladies, and then after we entered, they patted me on the back and pretended to be polite and said, "Brother, it's fun, just call me if you need anything."  This place seemed to be where the two ladies worked, so we followed them into a private room.  When we were ordering something, we didn't even see the wine list. They just said, "We're the ones ordering tonight. Can we order whatever we want to drink?"  The wild boar friend waved his hand and said: Whatever, you can drink whatever you like, but I drink beer!  Next, our table was filled with fruit plates, snacks and various wines.  The lady even said in a very arrogant tone: I won¡¯t give you any tips, it will save you money.  I almost couldn't help but curse. Being a young lady was considered an honor. Girls with dyed hair hang out with them every day. No wonder it turned out like this.  This time I started drinking, I really started drinking. I just clinked glasses and drank. As a man who is currently on alcohol prohibition, I also tried my best.  But to be honest, it¡¯s not interesting and the drink is boring.  The wild boar then said to them: It¡¯s not interesting for us to drink like this, why not bet on something!  The two young ladies immediately accepted the move and said, "Okay, what are you betting on?"  The wild boar said: Let's see, whoever can't drink first will settle the bill tonight?  How about it?  At this time, the girl with dyed hair suddenly spoke: It's okay, let's drink whatever we want, I'll settle the bill tonight, and I'll treat you.  The wild boar quickly said: It's not about money, it's just fun to bet on something.  The two ladies looked at the wild boar with disdain on their faces. The wild boar friend couldn't lose face anymore, so he quickly said: "Let's bet on this. If you can't drink it, we will agree to each other's request."  Both parties accepted the bet and continued drinking.  To be honest, I am the one who can't drink the most here. I used to be able to have sex with a wild boar, but now I'm a complete loser.  The girl with dyed hair started drinking from the three of us, and she continues to drink like crazy.  One glass after another, my throat was full of wine, and I would probably spit it out if I hiccupped.  I said: The beer is a bit bloating, let¡¯s try something else.  The wild boar glared at me, and then whispered: We have an advantage as the beer drinker, but the beer drinker is worse than others. Do you think what is being sold is fake?  As expected, I was the first one to vomit. After I went to the toilet to vomit, when I was walking back, a waiter opened the door to another private room.  The moment I opened the door, I saw someone shaking wildly inside, with an awkward expression.  No need to think about it, he must be on drugs, this club is really not an ordinary mess.  To be honest, I don¡¯t like to come to places like this after I get married. If it weren¡¯t for the help, I wouldn¡¯t even go to the bar!
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report