Chapter 5 Let Me Touch It Again
A Yanwu brand tape recorder connected to a speaker was considered high-end equipment in the early 1990s. But to Hu Jiao, it seemed a bit antique.
After all, people’s minds are already filled with Gou Rixin’s entertainment memories of being “ahead of the times”.
"Sailor, it's still dance music, do we still want to live?" Hu Jiao wailed. How could a person who has eaten all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas bear to eat rice bran?
Liu Jie was very surprised, "Sailor is still popular. If you don't like it, try Wang Jie's Hero's Tears."
Hu Jiao rolled his eyes and said, "Wait a minute."
He ran out in a hurry and just saw Hongmei coming up with a tea tray. When she saw Hu Jiao, she couldn't help but smile.
Hu Jiao moved closer, touching the other's shoulder, and couldn't help rubbing it a few times. Hong Mei gave him a charming look and cursed in a low voice, "Pervert."
After hearing Hu Jiao's whisper, she pushed the tray into his hands and turned away.
Liu Jie, who happened to be chased out, saw this and glared at Hu Jiao, "I really don't know what's wrong with you."
Hu Jiao came in flatteringly and offered tea. Just as he was about to speak, a strong singing voice rang out in the room: "He said that in the wind and rain, this little pain is nothing..."
Liu Jie just happened to sing along with the song, while Hu Jiao looked at Liu Jie ambiguously, and sang with a smile: "He said that in the midst of romance, this little pain is nothing..."
Liu Jie felt like she was completely defeated by him. She looked at Hu Jiao speechlessly. Hong Mei came in with a guitar in her hand. "Here, I'll give it to you. I won't disturb you two talented men and beautiful women from talking about poetry."
After Hongmei left, Liu Jie looked at Hu Jiao and asked, "What are you trying to do?"
Hu Jiao turned off the recording device and sat down in front of Liu Jie. He put away his sly smile and said, "In college, in order to kill the lonely time, I practiced a skill with a few classmates. Today, I will dedicate a song I wrote and composed, "East Wind Breaks", to you."
The artistic image on the surface completely concealed the wolfish ambition in his heart. In Gou Rixin's memory when he was not very literate, in some later years, in the popular karaoke halls, a man who was good at singing was definitely a beauty killer.
Gou Rixin had indulged in sexual fantasies countless times: one day, he would go to a karaoke bar with a bunch of beautiful girls, and he would bombard them with several popular songs in a row, making them sing to their heart's content. They would scramble to dance and sing with him, just like the fans of the stars on TV, who were desperate for his love.
Then, in a "very embarrassing" situation, he checked into a hotel with his loyal female fans to "have in-depth exchanges and talk about life."
Unfortunately, in Gou Rixin's short life of thirty years, this kind of scene has never been realized. Although he sang with full energy, because he could not read completely, Wang Bapi once lamented, "Other people sing for money, but you sing for your life!"
Now, in Hu Jiao's body, because of the good education he received since childhood, he learned piano when he was young. Although he has not reached the level of composing music or writing lyrics, he is also considered an expert in music.
Moreover, Hu Jiao was a good poet and guitarist in college, and many literary young women had deep feelings for him. Of course, the so-called literary young women usually have various defects in their appearance..
His fingers danced quickly on the guitar a few times, playing two sets of chords. His slender and powerful fingers seemed particularly agile at this time.
Hu Jiao's "Crescent Moon" gazed at Liu Jie affectionately, and a melodious prelude began.
[“A lonely lamp stands at the window
I'm behind the door pretending you're still here
Revisiting the old place makes me feel more lonely under the full moon
The candlelight awake at midnight cannot bear to blame me
…
A pot of wandering around the world is hard to swallow
After you left, the wine warmed the memories and the longing became thin
Water flows eastward, how can time be stolen?
Flowers bloom and mature at once, but I missed it
…
Who is playing the song Dong Feng Po on the Pipa?
Years peel off the wall and I see my childhood
I still remember that year when we were still very young
And now the piano sounds faintly, you haven't heard my waiting
Who is playing the song Dong Feng Po on the Pipa?
Maple leaves color the story, I see through the ending
I'll lead you along the ancient path outside the fence
In these years of wild smoke and grass, even breakups are silent..."]
Regardless of his appearance or imposing manner, under what circumstances is a man most charming?
Focus.
Hu Jiao looked at Liu Jie with a focused expression on his face, without any trace of smirk.
Such a Hu Jiao makes Liu Jie's heart beat fast!
Green lamps, ancient roads, thick wine, pipa, a pair of lovers bidding farewell reluctantly... Such songs can crush any woman with a little sentimentality in any era, let alone this era of "sailors" and "heroes' tears".
Liu Jie was a little confused. What night is it and where am I? The man playing the piano and singing in her eyes was thin, with sad lips and deep and vicissitudes of life. He was playing the song "East Wind Breaks" to wrinkle all my loneliness.
Hu Jiao stood up gently, walked to Liu Jie's side and let go of the guitar. At this time, the tool had completed its task.
Holding the beauty's hands and staring into her beautiful eyes, Hu Jiao's heart was pounding. Gou Rixin's rampant voice was screaming wildly in Hu Jiao's mind, "Press it, press it, kiss her, kiss her, kiss her, kiss her first and then touch her breasts..."
He first gently touched Liu Jie's fair forehead, then her lips, eyebrows, eyes, and nose. Liu Jie trembled.
Gently cover your lips with rose petals, one kiss to seal the love, one kiss to bring ecstasy.
Hu Jiao is basically unable to control his body now. Even in his 25 years of life, he never thought that his first kiss would end like this, let alone that he would put his hands on a woman's breasts ten seconds after his first kiss.
Moreover, he grabs and grabs without any shame.
The soft feeling in his hand made Hu Jiao's brain explode. Under the guidance of Gou Rixin's violent consciousness, a man and a woman began their first intimate contact.
Fortunately, Liu Jie was awakened by the pain in her chest and pushed Hu Jiao away. She felt ashamed, angry, angry, and guilty.
Hu Jiao was so stubborn that he said in a daze, "Let me touch it again."
Liu Jie kicked Hu Jiao's shin bone below the knee fiercely. This area is commonly known as the "poor bone", meaning there is no muscle resistance at all. When hit by external force, the pain can be imagined.
Hu Jiao held his calf and cried non-stop on the sofa.
Liu Jie kicked the man and ran away. Hu Jiao was the only one in the box who was constantly reflecting and self-examining in the lingering pain in his leg bones.
If, this is in a single dormitory;
If, now is the evening;
If, there happens to be a power outage, light a candle;
If there is still wind and rain outside the window;
If the two have finished drinking the wine;
Then, Comrade Hu Jiao can bid farewell to his virginity perfectly and enter a happy sexual life from now on. Uh, and the nipple grabbing hand, use less force.
What a pity. What a pity.
The time is not right and the location is not right.
Fuck it! Guitar, candlelight, red wine, and single dormitories are indeed the graveyard of women and the paradise of men.
There was a faint wolf light in Hu Jiao's eyes. He already had all the qualifications of a "wolf": family background, appearance, talent, and temperament. If he was not a wolf in life, how could he face all the beauties in the township, uh, no, in the whole country?
Hu Jiao could only comfort himself that there would be bread, there would be Mi|Mi, and "Yishanjing" would be endless, unless life stopped and he fought to death.
At this moment, King Liu possessed the body, and the actor Liang possessed the body. At this moment, the infamous Chen Guanxi in later generations possessed the body.
When Hu Jiao was immersed in endless fantasy, Mo Wu brought Liu Jie back into the box without him knowing when.
The dinner started, and Hongmei was forced to accompany Mo Wu at his request.
Hu Jiao pulled himself together from his previous frustration. The enemy was cunning, but he could not escape our army's encirclement. One day, we would make sure you were defeated by the east wind.
From the beginning of the dinner, Mo Wu kindly reminded Hu Jiao that if he couldn't drink, he should drink as little as possible. He should not only eat well, but also "have fun".
It's a pity that Gou Rixin has never tasted Moutai in his several lifetimes. In his previous life, he was considered an expert in drinking and had vomited countless times with many country ruffians.
When seeing the national wine as a feast, how can we not kill the enemy?
Good wine is in front of you, beautiful women are after you.
Moreover, Hu Jiao knew clearly that after alerting the enemy before, if he wanted to accomplish anything good tonight, it would be like looking at flowers in the fog and fishing for the moon in the water.
However, Comrade Hu Jiao made a serious empirical mistake. He had just drunk half a catty of liquor and had already fallen on the sofa without any grace or image. He looked at Liu Jie with drunken eyes and said, "Let me touch you again."
Liu Jie instantly turned into an ostrich.
This was the second time in a week that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it. She suspected that if she continued to have contact with Hu Jiao, she would be embarrassed to death sooner or later!
Mo Wu laughed dryly a few times and said, "Jiaojiao is drunk. Let's continue drinking and ignore him."
Hongmei covered her mouth and laughed secretly, her bright eyes moving around Liu Jie's chest. Could it be...
Liu Jie couldn't stay any longer. It was useless even if she turned into an ostrich.
"Secretary Mo, I'm sorry, I, I want to go back. Can you arrange to send me back?"
Faced with Liu Jie's firm refusal, Mo Wu had to compromise and sighed in his heart, Jiaojiao, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's your own fault.
Here, Mo Wu signaled to Hongmei to take care of Hu Jiao, while there, he had to muster up his strength and arrange for someone to send Liu Jie back to town.
Looking at Hu Jiao's drunken and silly smile, Yang Hongmei bit her lower lip, her expression complicated, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, constantly changing.
When Hu Jiao was singing Dong Feng Po in the box, she was standing outside. His slightly hoarse, melancholy, magnetic voice deeply fascinated her. This was the son of a high-ranking official, a talented and proud man, a true prince charming.
Hu Jiao, Hu Jiao, Hu Jiao.
Yang Hongmei called two waiters to carry Hu Jiao to the room on the third floor. She slowly stripped Hu Jiao to a white shirt, then wiped his body with warm water, took a shower, and got into bed after uncovering the quilt...
Hu Jiao felt like he was dreaming. He dreamed that he was standing on the beach, the waves gently lapping at his body, drawing out the magma deep in his soul. He felt like he was in an endless void, exploding and shattered again and again.
He trembled and shook constantly, as if he wanted to spray all the time to the end of the years, and the years were a bright and smooth passage, he went in, out, in, out; in, out, in, out.
My entire mind and feelings were pushed to the top of the waves, and then fell deeply into the sea, leaving me with an extremely empty feeling...
When Hu Jiao woke up again, he saw a sea of white in front of his eyes, which went from blurry to focused. In the sea of white, two red plum blossoms were blooming, and their stamens stood proudly in the wind.
Hu Jiao was dumbfounded. The Nationalist army was not destroyed, but the Japanese army surrendered first? Could it really be that bean dregs fell from the sky?
The red plum blossoms bloomed, Yang Hongmei's eyes opened, her ruby-like face hidden with a shy smile. She was charming and beautiful, which was exactly the kind of woman who had experienced all the ups and downs of life. What's more, she was only a 20-year-old girl. Although it was not her first time, the youthful breath emanating from her body was so cool that it could not be described with just one word "cool".
Hu Jiao hurriedly reached into his crotch, grabbed the weapon, and put it to his nose to smell it. There was a lingering smell of some dried secretion. He lifted the quilt and looked down.
"My first time..."
Yang Hongmei was stunned on the spot. She had thought of countless possibilities of Hu Jiao waking up last night, as well as the first sentence Hu Jiao would say when he woke up, but she didn't expect this to be the one.
She thought that someone like Hu Jiao would definitely say, "I'm sorry, I was drunk, I don't know why I offended you like this."
Or say: "Well, now that it's like this, you should follow me from now on."
Or, "What do you mean? Who ordered you to do that?"
In response to this, she has adjusted her emotions and is ready to act tough, cry about her injustice, and curse, anyway, she will use any means to take down Hu Jiao.
Before Yang Hongmei could react, Hu Jiao said the second sentence, "Swan sister, why don't you wait until I sober up before doing it? I have no recollection of it now, at least let me recall some details."
Yang Hongmei was originally feeling a little embarrassed, but these words completely disrupted her mood. She burst into laughter, causing the plum blossoms on her chest to bloom wildly.
Hu Jiao couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed a pair of swans with both hands and said anxiously, "It didn't count before, let's do it again now."
Yang Hongmei quickly held Hu Jiao's hands, "I can't take it anymore, Jiaojiao, I really can't take it anymore, I, I was raped by you last night. Really, it still hurts now."
Hu Jiao looked unconvinced.
Yang Hongmei noticed the hand moving on her chest and said hurriedly, "You took me eight times last night! Please, can you do it next time?"
When Hu Jiao heard "eight times", he couldn't help but stare blankly. Eight times? Eight times! Damn, I lost a lot. I didn't remember even once.
Yang Hongmei said: "If I lie to you, I am not a human being!"
The flagpole below Hu Jiao slowly rose, and he said to Hongmei with a sad face: "Swan sister, I didn't remember it once, can it be ignored?"
Hongmei glared at him in fake anger, "You don't recognize me after you pull up your pants?"
"I haven't put it on yet!"
Hongmei's just tense face thawed instantly. This man was really... She couldn't find any adjective to describe him.
"cheeky!"
Hu Jiao stretched out his thumb and index finger , made the shape of "eight", and waved it in front of his eyes, "Eight times, eight times, I don't remember it once."
Hongmei couldn't help but open Hu Jiao's hand and said, "Hurry up and get up. I'm afraid Secretary Mo will come looking for you later."
Hu Jiao then realized that he was not alone!
"Secretary Mo! Where's Liu Jie? Could it be that the two of them..." Hu Jiao cried out in grief, "My brother-in-law is taking the blame, while the Buddha is eating meat. What a loss, what a loss."
Hongmei pinched Hu Jiao angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Mayor Liu went back to town last night. Secretary Mo was playing cards with someone."
Hu Jiao pointed at her, then at himself, "Then how did we get together? Eight times, Sister Swan."
Hongmei blushed, "How dare you say that? You almost killed me last night."
Hu Jiao chuckled and said, "That's the truth. My thing works well. Right? Hey, tell me, did you have a good time last night?"
This triggered a round of fancy punches and kicks. The two men were fighting and inevitably bumping into each other. Besides, Hu Jiao, an old comrade of 25 years with a lot of capital, had just woken up. How could he withstand such a sexy scene?
Hongmei begged, "I really can't. How about I come to town to find you tomorrow night? I'll take a rest on my shift tomorrow night."
Hu Jiao suddenly pulled back the quilt, "If you don't believe me, I want to check the injury!"
In the midst of the pushing and blocking, Hu Jiao got a glimpse of her, which was indeed red and swollen. This aroused the man's pride, eight times, hehe, if you are a woman, you have to lie down.
"Okay, the evidence is solid, so I'll let you stay the execution this time. Tell me what happened last night?"
Hongmei rolled her eyes. Don't say how touching this expression is. What a beautiful girl. When she came yesterday, I was staring at her white thighs, but I didn't expect that she would eat the swan meat until there was not a bone left that night.
"You were drunk last night and made Liu Jie run away..."
"How did I make her run away?"
Hongmei laughed so hard that she fell backwards. "You tell me, let me touch you again."
Hu Jiao rubbed his nose, feeling so embarrassed. Liu Jie was a grown woman, and it was really too much for her to say that in front of outsiders. It seemed that he would have to prepare to be scolded when he returned.
Hu Jiao had no choice but to interrupt, "What happens next?"
Hongmei stared at him angrily, "After that, humph, after that, I sent you to your room to rest, and you just..."
Hu Jiao smiled happily, not feeling ashamed, but proud, "A blind man hits a woman, and I never let go?"
Then he started to giggle again, "Eight times, it's hard for you."
Hongmei was so angry that she started to fight again. Hu Jiao hugged her and said, "Okay, okay, it's done. If you want to kill or shave, there's no need to rush."
Hongmei smiled sweetly, "It's you."
"Then, let me touch it again."
"roll!"
