Zhong Xiaoli said that she couldn't remember clearly, her wife lied, and the slap mark on her buttocks was not beaten by Zhong Xiaoli, but by an adulterer.
I was even more suspicious, and I secretly decided that no matter what, I must have to get to the bottom of it.
Otherwise, I'm going to become the Green King, which I can't tolerate.
"What's wrong?"
Zhong Xiaoli looked at me with curious eyes, and then asked me in a panic: "...... last night" I knew she wanted to talk about the fact that she didn't wear clothes last night and it was connected to my skin.
"What happened last night?"
I pretended nothing had happened.
"Nothing happened last night, did you?"
Zhong Xiaoli lowered her head and looked at me like this, she was very flustered, probably thinking that I was the husband of her best friend, in case something really happened to me last night, she was ......
Maybe so, these are all my guesses.
"Nope."
I just said that no wife came out, wearing her pink nightdress, and stood in the doorway.
"What happened last night?"
The wife picked up the conversation.
When she asked, my heart fluttered and I looked in the direction of Zhong Xiaoli, I felt that she was very unnatural.
Even a little nervous, like a stealing kitten.
"I mean, you didn't even know how much you drank last night, and you didn't even know what you did."
Hear me say that.
My wife also looked a little flustered, and I felt as if she was giving Zhong Xiaoli a look.
"Husband, don't we mention this?"
My wife came over and whispered in my ear: "Xiaoli just fell out of love last night, are you asking people like this now, do you want to rub salt on their wounds?"
” I saw Zhong Xiaoli walk into my room without looking back.
The wife sat on the sofa: "Husband, let's not mention last night's incident, lest Xiaoli be sad and can't think about it." ” My wife didn't want me to mention last night's incident, she wanted to cover up the slap marks on her buttocks?
Or is it really for the sake of her best friend?
If you want to know who made the slap mark on his wife's buttocks, the only witness is Zhong Xiaoli, I don't ask her, who do I ask?
"Good!
I don't say it, just say it. ” Although I said this, I felt that I had to find an opportunity to ask if the slap mark on my wife's buttocks was made by Zhong Xiaoli.
"Husband, I'll make you breakfast, it's still early for you to go to bed."
My wife looked at me with a look in her eyes full of sweetness.
She stood up, twisting her hips and into the kitchen.
After looking at the time, it's only six o'clock in the morning, and it's still early before the start of work, and I still want to continue to get some sleep.
As soon as I closed my eyes and didn't sleep for a while, I heard my wife wake me up for breakfast.
It's already half-past seven, so it's too fast.
It was so cold outside, I felt the urge to laze into bed.
Zhong Xiaoli had already gotten up, she was wearing her wife's pajamas, and she looked very sexy.
The long white legs are thin and straight......
It made me reverie.
I walked into my room and wanted to change my clothes and go to work.
The wife's bag is next to the bedside table, and the phone should be in the bag as well.
I want to see my wife's phone call history, of course, I have to take my phone and ask her for the password.
When I opened my wife's bag, I was stunned by the scene in front of me.
There was a small flea in my wife's bag, I picked it up and looked at it, and smelled the little flea as if it had been used.
Although it doesn't have a special taste, I think it has traces of use.
I pressed the little flea, and the vibrating sound echoed in my ears.
How can a wife put a little flea in her bag?
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Can't I satisfy her?
That's why she uses this?
I'm a little embarrassed when I think about it.
But I think of the scene of a small movie in the island country, where the man is usually holding this little flea and teasing the woman.
Don't......
I didn't dare to think about it, and a filthy scene appeared in my mind.
At this moment, Zhong Xiaoli walked in, and she saw me holding a small flea in my hand and turned around and walked out of the door.
It makes my heart weird.
"Wife, come over here."
I asked my wife over to ask why she had this thing in her bag.
After a while, my wife walked in with a red face, and when she saw me holding a small flea in my hand, she scolded me: "Husband, what are you doing here?"
” "I want to ask you what you're doing here?
Why do you have this stuff in your bag?
” "Husband, it's not mine."
The wife's voice was very small.
"It's not yours, how can it be in your bag?"
I looked at my wife suspiciously.
"Husband, why are you rummaging through my bag?"
My wife pouted, she didn't explain to me where the little flea came from, and blamed me for rummaging through her bag.
"I don't know where I put my phone, I want to call me with your phone, and I see this thing?
Tell me, where did this thing come from?
” My wife told me that the little flea was not hers, it was Zhong Xiaoli's. said that Zhong Xiaoli put it on her side and would help her take it out later.
"What the hell did you do last night?"
Looking at this little flea, I felt the urge to hit someone.
"Just play that fart game, my husband Xiaoli fell out of love, and she bought this last night."
My wife told me.
It's not logical, just buy this if you're out of love?
"Husband, I don't know about her!
Husband, you go out quickly, I'll take a bag and put it up later, and give it to Xiaoli. ” As soon as I walked out of the room, I noticed that Zhong Xiaoli was looking at me with strange eyes.
She looked up slightly, and I could see that her face was flushed.
It should be a feeling of panic and shyness.
Judging from Zhong Xiaoli's performance, I think this little flea should be hers.
How much does she need this?
How much do you want to be excited?
I shook my head and put the dirty thoughts aside.
But looking at Zhong Xiaoli's slender back, the white and slender thighs......
I'm evil again.
After a while, his wife came out of the room.
Zhong Xiaoli followed behind her, and I always felt that she was looking at me with strange eyes.
"Wife, why do you keep changing the password of your mobile phone?"
I asked casually, intentionally or unconsciously.
The wife didn't explain, she handed over the phone: "The password is your birthday." ” I entered my date of birth and the phone passcode was turned on.
Holding my wife's mobile phone, I opened the call log, and when I got off work last night, it was blank.
I remember when I called him and she was on the phone.
As a result, I look it up now, and her call history at that time yesterday was blank.
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The wife deleted individual call logs.
"Husband, why are you stunned?
Hurry up and hit one, I'm too late to get to work. ” My wife stared at the phone in my hand, as if she was nervous about how I was holding hers.
Zhong Xiaoli stood beside her and never said a word.