C1 Send Me Home

My name is Liu Yi, 27 years old this year. Because of idleness and laziness from a few years ago, I didn't have any savings at home. My wife also ran off with someone when my child was three.

With the help of his parents, he finally managed to bring his son up. Now, the brat was already nine years old and was currently in the third grade.

He's very smart and his grades are also so-so. With my parents helping me look after him, there's no need for me to worry too much about him.

Considering the situation in my home, the neighborhood committee got me a certified tricycle and made a little money by pedaling tricycle customers every day.

I like to come out in the evening to take passengers, especially like to do business in front of KTV or nightclub.

Because occasionally I was lucky enough to bump into drunk girls, to touch their bodies, and that made me think about it for a long time.

Of course, he only dared to think about picking up dead fish.

I hadn't touched a woman in at least a few years, and every time I saw a pretty girl walk by, it always made my heart itch.

I wanted to go and look for my mistress, but the AIDS epidemic in my neighborhood for the past two years had stopped me in my tracks.

I'm not even thirty years old, and even though I look like this for the rest of my life, I don't want to end my life like that.

Tonight I am waiting for business at the KTV again.

Business seems particularly good tonight, and so do I.

In less than two hours, they had already gathered over a dozen guests and earned over a hundred yuan.

I was secretly happy that I could buy a pack of cigarettes and smoke it tonight.

Ye Zichen took out his phone to check. It was already a bit late, so he was prepared to take another look before going home and going to sleep.

Suddenly, I saw a somewhat familiar figure.

Or something like her.

My ex-wife, Yang Yuelin.

His clothes were revealing and his makeup was heavy. Behind him were two young men in suits who looked rather sloppy.

The three of them seemed to be looking for something.

I didn't want this snobbish woman to see me in such dire straits, so I turned my head to avoid being seen by her.

After about ten seconds, they left in a hurry.

Inadvertently, I saw not far from the KTV door, lying in the shade of a public seat as if leaned against a woman.

With my slim figure and professional attire, I was struck by a thought. I leaned my car over and whispered, "Beauty, do you want to go?"

She didn't respond, so I called again.

But there was no movement.

I bravely went over to him. What a strong smell of alcohol, it seemed like I had even vomited before.

Fortunately, I had already gotten used to the smell, so I didn't feel too uncomfortable.

From the looks of it, this girl had drank too much.

I wanted to leave, but my heart skipped a beat when I saw the corner of the ice mountain on my chest exposed under the jacket.

Great White...

At that moment, I found I could no longer move.

I looked around, but there was no one there!

"Beauty!" Wake up! " I dared to pat her bare shoulder, and I let out a low cry.

The feeling of that hand caused me to feel as if my entire body had been electrocuted.

"Hmm …"

This time she seemed to wake up.

Just as I quickly retracted my hand and was at a loss, she suddenly stretched out her hand to pull me away. "Take me home, quick …"

After saying so, she seemed to have used up all her strength and leaned back in her chair weakly.

At the same time, I clearly saw the girl's appearance under the dim light of the street lamp.

Such a beautiful and delicate girl!

Just a moment ago, he only thought that the other party was superior to him, but to think that his looks weren't inferior in the slightest.

Speaking of which, I've pulled so many beauties before me, so this one before me is without a doubt the purest.

I subconsciously licked my lips, and my eyes couldn't help but fall on her towering breasts.

Against the background of my professional attire, this pair of prideful talent was even more prominent. As my breathing continued to rise and fall, it stirred my restless heart, making it hard for me to even breathe.

Perhaps it was the drunkenness, but the blush that covered her cheeks made her even more charming.

Although it was very risky, I couldn't help but push her exposed shoulder and ask, "Beauty, where is your home?"

She seemed to struggle to open her eyes. She rubbed her temples and said with difficulty, "Shun …" "Eat well …"

Yo! This is the wealthiest district in our small city, even the cheapest households are above 6000 yuan.

I immediately agreed. "Alright! Do you need my help? "

She struggled for a moment, heavily shaking her head. Then, she softly said, "En …"

After receiving an affirmative answer, I hugged her under my arms, and intentionally or unintentionally, I pressed my hand against her soft breasts to help her up.

At that time, I only wanted to feel the elasticity of those mountains, but I never thought that she had no strength left in her legs at all. Her body fell forward, and she was about to fall to the ground.

I dared to stretch out my left hand to block her chest.

Two soft parts of her chest pressed tightly against my arm. I couldn't help but stretch out my left hand to grab them.

Too soft!

Too big!

He couldn't even hold one hand.

I stole a glance at her reaction and felt her face turn even redder.

My heart secretly sweated. Without saying anything, I helped her up and leaned against my shoulder. I simply didn't want to part with her and held her in my left hand.

At that moment, I really wished I could tear off the cloth and play around with it.

Of course, this was only to think that I didn't have the guts to do so.

My right hand was still pressing on the bottom of her chest, intentionally or unintentionally. I continued to feel the elasticity and softness without leaving a trace.

Slowly, I helped her into the back of the tricycle, where she reclined on the back seat with her legs hanging limply over the front seat.

She was wearing a miniskirt, and from my point of view, the light of spring was faintly discernible inside.

Seems to be purple …

I took a deep breath and pushed back the urge to spread her legs on top of her. I started the tricycle and drove slowly toward Shunhe.

It was located not far from the school where my son was studying. It belonged to the school district and was extremely expensive.

Fortunately, there were indeed a lot of people who came over to play. They would come over once or twice a day to play, so they were very familiar with the place.

About ten minutes later, I drove her to the gate of Shunhe.

Along the way I passed several small hotels, and I had the urge to stop and help her up.

Because I often bring guests over, the security guard at the Comfort Residence is almost as familiar as I am.

As soon as he saw that it was me and then looked at the woman behind me, he immediately knew that I was the owner of the small district. He opened the door without saying a word.

It was already the wee hours of the morning. The district was quiet and the lights were dim.

I parked in the parking shed and got out and looked at the woman in the back seat, still slumped and obviously not quite recovered.

I didn't know what floor it was, and I didn't know where to take it, so I tried calling her.

No response.

I patted her arm again, and this time there was a response.

"The door key is in the bag..." "I have a number..."

I nodded and took out the door key inside. Sure enough, it says # 8, # 2, # 23.

Eight was right there, and I immediately drove the tricycle downstairs, parked it, and helped her out of the car.

After walking a few steps, I entered the elevator. She leaned against me unconscious.