Chapter 270: Resentment Inspires Men to Rise Up

Chapter 270 Resentment inspires men to rise up

Xiang Guodong has packed up an old suitcase. This is a brand-new bag that he brought when he came to Beijing from Hedong Province a year ago. It was left on the balcony to be exposed to the wind and sun. I don’t know when it started to show spots. The spots are just like my wounded heart.

The suitcase contains some of his clothes. As long as he signs his name on the piece of paper Tian Minjun puts on the table, everything in the room, including the woman inside the door, will have nothing to do with him.

When the door behind him was mercilessly closed by the woman, he raised his head and looked at everything in the room where he was sitting. This place was once my home, but I don’t know which man’s home it will be from now on.

Maybe tomorrow a strange man will move in, sleep on the big bed where he slept, and hug the woman who hugged him, and the woman will repeat the dirty flirting words she said to her to the new man.

When he thought of this, a heart-wrenching pain made Xiang Guodong involuntarily raise a hand to cover his heart, spit at the door, turned around and picked up the signature pen on the table.

This is an old-fashioned building from the 1980s, a simple small room that people of that era were proud of but are despised by people today. Thanks to the man who cultivated his own land and provided me with this little kennel so that I could be protected from the wind and rain and have a roof over my head when I was homeless.

Now, when he was finally about to leave, he suddenly wanted to know who that man was. I used to think that I was already very open, but at this moment, I suddenly and inexplicably had this idea.

Xiang Guodong felt very ashamed and angry. He originally thought that he was a very unique person who could stand above others. When he found that he could not escape the secular world in the end, Xiang Guodong felt extremely ashamed. He slipped into the living room like a lost dog, dug out a bottle of soju from the balcony, poured himself a teacup of soju, returned to the room and looked at himself in front of the big mirror on the wardrobe for a long time, raised the cup and said: "Cheers, Xiang Guodong. You are such a bastard!"

When he drank the entire bottle of soju, Xiang Guodong finally fell asleep leaning against the table in a daze. During his sleep, he felt that he had had several strange dreams. The last time he dreamed of his dead mother, she still looked the same, and she had not changed at all. She was standing beside his bed, with tears in her eyes. He whirled and said to him: "If you really can't stand it, come here earlier."

This was the best dream he had ever had. Every other dream made him sweat profusely and give him a splitting headache when he woke up. He didn't know when he was already lying on the bed. He opened his eyes and stared motionlessly at a black spot on the wall, falling into nothingness.

I remember I didn't close the door before going to bed. Why did I seem to hear a knock on the door? He didn't pay attention at first, thinking that the knocking on the door was also part of the dream, but then the urgent sounds finally brought him back to reality.

There's someone outside who wants to come in! !

He lay on the bed imagining the appearance of the person knocking on the door, hoping to incorporate him into his dream. However, no matter how hard he tried to run away, he couldn't remember who the person standing outside was or what he looked like.

The person who knocked on the door seemed to know his intention, and in a more persistent way, he hit the ground like a knock on his heart. Xiang Guodong finally couldn't bear it anymore, got up from the bed and cursed, and opened the door angrily.

A woman, a very beautiful woman, but he couldn't remember anything related to this woman. "Who are you? You knocked on the wrong door."

The woman sneered, pushed Xiang Guodong away and walked into the house, feeling as familiar as arriving at her own home.

She frowned and looked at everything in the room: four or five paper bowls of instant noodles on the table; the ashtray next to the computer was piled like a mountain of cigarette butts, and a wine bottle was thrown along the wall, as if accepting the owner's greetings. Like a review. The pen and paper I put on the table yesterday were still there, and there was no signature on it that I expected to see. The only thing that was different from yesterday was the pungent smell of alcohol filling the room.

"Xiang Guodong, stop pretending to be mentally retarded. If you don't pretend, you already look like him."

Such a familiar voice, such a sharp insight, who else in the world besides her? Xiang Guodong slapped himself in the mouth. "I'm so blind that I can't even recognize my wife."

Tian Minjun ignored his cynicism, picked up the paper and signature pen from the table and threw them into his arms: "It won't be the case soon, as long as you sign your name happily."

"I've thought about it. I won't sign so happily." Xiang Guodong said with a smile.

Tian Minjun suddenly changed his face, looked at Xiang Guodong and said: "At the beginning, I borrowed 750,000 for you to speculate in stocks. I have already paid back the money. Now you owe me, and I also know that you have no money. Also, this is the exchange condition agreed between the two of us. If you don’t sign, you will take out the money today.”

"Haha, who is such a big deal, buying my wife for 750,000? Even if I want to sell my old goods, I have to know who the buyer is, right? Tell me the man's name and I will sign." Xiang Guodong leaned against the door frame, looked at Tian Minjun standing in front of him, and smiled: "Isn't my request too much?"

Tian Minjun didn't seem to expect that Xiang Guodong would propose such a condition. He looked at him suspiciously for a while, then looked up and down Xiang Guodong: "Didn't you say before that you never cared about these things? I almost I don’t even recognize you”

"Knowings change moment by moment, and now I want to know again." Xiang Guodong said, raising the piece of paper in his hand: "As long as you say so, I will sign immediately."

"Actually, what can you do if you know?" Tian Minjun glanced at him disdainfully: "Wang Zhanjiang, I think you should be familiar with this name."

"Is that the deputy director of your office? The person who has been in the position of deputy director since he was in his thirties? He seems to be in his forties now, right?" It's not Dong Shihai, but Wang Zhanjiang. This answer is a bit surprising to Xiang Guo Dong's expectation.

"What does thirty or forty have to do with you? His wife has been dead for three years, and I really like him. As long as you agree to sign, we can get married openly and openly right away." When Tian Minjun talked about this topic, Tian Minjun's eyes Full of tenderness, full of yearning, full of expectation.

"Haha, it's him?" Xiang Guodong shook his head, walked to the table, leaned down and quickly signed his name, then stood up and said with a smile: "After signing, you can take it now."

Tian Minjun looked at Xiang Guodong in disbelief, reached out and grabbed the piece of paper, looked at it, and whispered: "I hope you can forget all your stocks as neatly as you signed this." After that, He twisted his butt and walked towards the door.

This woman's butt seemed bigger than before. Although she was wrapped in a white nightgown with orchids printed on it, Xiang Guodong could still picture its complete shape in his mind. That roundness, that whiteness, that greasy feel, and that charming gap between the two petals. A string in Xiang Guodong's heart was touched, and the long-lost longing instantly burned through his body. Staring at her squirming ass, he only had one thought in his mind now, that is, to hold her tight and press against her. Apply hard force on fair ###’s ass…

"Wait a minute..." Xiang Guodong felt that the voice was not his own. The voice was like the howling of a hungry wolf, hurting his eardrums.

Tian Minjun was startled, stopped, looked back, and saw her "ex-husband's" hungry eyes staring closely at her butt. She instantly understood the man's inner thoughts. Because, during this period of time, Wang Zhanjiang often looked at him with this look. She couldn't help but feel her heart tremble, and her face was on fire.

What does he want to do? Humph, I'm afraid of what he will do, he can still be considered a man...

"Do you have anything else? If you don't even have money for food, I can give you some more..." Tian Minjun just finished speaking. Xiang Guodong had already arrived in front of him, breathing heavily and holding on to his hands. Her shoulders pushed her face down onto the table where she had just signed. Then she pressed the woman's back with one hand and lifted her nightgown with the other.

Tian Minjun couldn't believe that her ex-husband would do this. She had been married to him for ten years and had never seen him use such a posture. Her husband, who had always been gentle and gentle, was always extremely gentle in bed and had never been rough to her. Of course, Tian Minjun's beautiful memories had long stayed before he was transferred to work in the office three years ago. Since then, the memory he had of Guodong, a woman, had automatically chosen to lose his memory.

At this moment, Tian Minjun seemed confused. Can he still do it? He clearly wanted to rape himself. "We are divorced, you are so strong..."

When Tian Minjun thought about it, he felt a chill on his buttocks, his nightgown had been lifted up, and his underwear had been pulled down to the crook of his legs. Being pinned down by him on the table with his plump butt raised high, Tian Minjun couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry: "You bastard... you... what are you doing..."

Tian Minjun screamed and kicked her behind with one foot, but the man spread her legs so wide that she couldn't use any strength at all, let alone kick the person behind her.

"What are you doing? No need to ask... It's not like we haven't done this before... Why... is it that the man I didn't teach didn't do this either..."

Xiang Guodong was talking nonsense while he was rubbing his seductive fat buttocks. After a few rubs, he put his palms into the crack of Tian Minjun's buttocks and inserted a finger eagerly. Got in.

Tian Minjun felt a sting and twisted his buttocks to avoid the man's invasion, but the twisting of his buttocks turned into a movement to cater to the man's fingers. After only twisting a few times, he felt the fingers entering deeper. "Let me go... you are... rape... you... bastard... let me go..."

When Xiang Guodong heard Tian Minjun call him a bastard, he remembered that in the past, when Tian Minjun was unconscious under his body, he had tempted her to say dirty words. At first, the woman always insisted not to say anything, but under the intense collision of the man, the bursts of When the tide surges, he will cover his face with his hands and cry. "You...bastard...just kill me...bastard...you're going to die...cruel bastard...just kill your wife...ouch...bastard..."

Thinking of her charming look on the bed, Xiang Guodong felt that he was so impulsive that the thing in his crotch actually started to swell and hurt. He unbuckled his belt and pulled down his underwear at once. God had mercy, and he was able to regain his former glory at the most critical moment.

Tian Minjun immediately felt that the thing he was pressing on his butt seemed different from before. "Why is it so hard! Isn't he going to die? His thing hasn't been really strong in the past six months. How could it be..."

This is the fourth update today, I will continue to ask for flowers and votes.