Night Tour in Shanghai 2 (Sequel to the autobiography of spending money to find women)

Everyone says that experience comes from real practice, but if you ask me, it should come from tuition fees. Okay, maybe it's just me... I returned to Shanghai in mid-March due to a work trip. Yes, you read that right, I am the hard-working guy who jumped in on the eve of Shanghai’s lockdown. I had just completed about 10 days of entry quarantine, and the epidemic prevention personnel unfortunately informed me that Puxi would begin the lockdown tomorrow. City, I have to stay here for another week before I can leave.

However, the scary thing is that this week is actually not just one week, but two fucking months... So I was inexplicably locked up in the hotel for nearly three months. At that time, I realized for the first time the importance of freedom to human beings. Regarding sex, I used to think that being jailed for committing a crime was just about food and housing? Oh no! Not at all, this experience of confinement makes one feel less than human.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye. At twelve o'clock on the night of June 1st, I ushered in the moment of liberation of Shanghai. At that time, I understood what a revenge carnival was. Countless cars honking and honking on the streets seem to never stop, and there are also an endless stream of people coming to the door of the bars on the pedestrian street, which is no more lively than New Year's Eve.

Of course, I was no exception and was looking forward to a night of indulgence. I started to search for suitable prostitutes online excitedly. I even wondered if the girl with the scent of jasmine was still there, so I returned to the exclusive with a little expectation. I went to look for opportunities, but the result was very regrettable. The headhunter’s WeChat account has been blocked, okay! After all, if you are engaged in such a mysterious industry, how can there be a day when your shoes don’t get wet? After imagining it, I didn't stay in this regret for too long. After all, I had regrets and was just curious about how that girl was doing! After all, she is also my first successful trading partner in life.

However, after sighing for a second, I put that memory behind me and continued to be attracted by various photos of Erna's beautiful girls. Uh, don’t ask me which channel I saw it from, I won’t tell you! Not within the wall anyway. Although I couldn't wait to compete with women, I actually spent money on it. As a competent consumer, I still have to be picky enough. At that time, maybe I had been locked up for too long and my brain was still not working well. In addition, I was so excited about being liberated that I impulsively forgot that this industry was the most scammy. I stupidly looked at the photos to choose a concubine. I was defrauded of 3,000 RMB, and I was defrauded even if I had a hotel room.

Some people here may be curious why I go to the hotel instead of the girl? (That is, the studio) Of course, it is because of security considerations. After all, even if visitors come in and out of hotels in mainland China, they have to register and scan their faces. If the other party is willing to come, it basically means that the other party is normal and chooses a large chain hotel. , the confidentiality factor is relatively high. As for why not just go back to your residence to save money? Doesn’t that make it clear to others where I live? What's more, it costs thousands to find a girl, and you still need a few hundred dollars to get to the hotel?

But no matter how careful I am, I still get fooled by winning the lottery. I can't help it... I will be dumb and gain my brain! And I also found that these fraud methods have really improved a lot. For example, they will put videos in those photos, as well as screenshots of customer reviews. Usually the videos are in line with industry standards. The girl talks to the camera about the location and location. The more professional ones will also trick you into saying there is a discount for new customers, as long as you pay the deposit first and then pay the balance half an hour before the transaction.

Yes, "pay the balance before transaction", have you noticed? Here is the key point. I was only told later by another honest and kind-hearted headhunter. He said that those who pay first and then meet in person are all fake. No matter how good the packaging is, if you don’t meet the person in person, they are fake. Others will even meet you in person. There is still a risk of immortality in the end, but at least you can believe half of it first. And me! I just don’t know the rules of this industry, so it’s so easy to cheat and I paid another round of tuition fees. Calculating, I should have paid more than 7,000 tuition fees since I started to work as a prostitute tester, and I still learned a lot. Knowledge is not a gesture, no matter how you think about it, you feel shortchanged.

Okay, now that we’ve finished complaining about quarantine and tuition fees, we still need to get down to business for the judges. Going back to the time when I had already booked a room in a hotel and was deceived that night, I was actually quite unhappy, but it wasn't because of anger, it was because I had already been here before, wouldn't it be unwilling to go back like this? Just like walking into a restaurant, if the food is not delicious or expensive, it is better than paying for it and not being able to eat it, right? So I immediately found a new headhunter. Now that I think about it, I am indeed a person who can be deceived. I just found someone who could not give up after being deceived and immediately found another one.

After I found an account that didn't look so commercial, and paid a simple membership fee, the headhunter started asking me in text what I wanted, whether I wanted a loli lady or if I had any special preferences. "What is the special preference?" I asked curiously. "It's okay to just look for a man." Oh my god! I immediately looked at my profile picture carefully. Could it be that besides looking kind and easy to deceive, I also looked like I could turn corners? ? ? "I'm straight, straighter than your grandpa..." I replied. The headhunter laughed and said, "Why don't I send him some photos so that he can choose candidates based on the photos?"

To be honest, I have a lot of thoughts about choosing girls. First of all, this time I have to choose someone who is fierce enough. After all, how can I not have experience in controlling E or above in life? As for what you said about match-fixing? This thing can still be seen and touched based on experience, okay? Furthermore, I don’t like Internet celebrities having plastic surgery on their faces. What is plastic surgery on their faces? This is actually hard to describe, just like you will naturally know which ones are fake after seeing multiple breasts. To put it bluntly, it is the kind of peach blossom eyes + pointed chin that will make you feel very common at first glance, and the lines are too much. Thin and straight nose, this kind of physiognomy can be cultivated naturally as long as you use dating software more. The last thing is age. Although I'm almost thirty, but...it's better to be younger. You don't want to be eighteen or nineteen, at least you can't be the same age as me, right? ? Besides, when I walk outside, people say that I look like a college student. Well, I also have the same physical strength!

Just like that, I sent a few screenshots of the girls on other headhunters' telegrams. About ten minutes later, the headhunter sent back three photos of each of the eight girls, but there was no video. I always felt something was weird, but Seeing the headhunter sincerely asking me for other contact information, he was afraid that I would disappear, so I could only reluctantly believe him once. Of course, do you think they deliberately made me let my guard down? Well... it's very possible, but who cares about that at that time... I finally lined up three prostitutes and asked him to ask who could go out at the moment.

First place! She is said to be a show girl at the exhibition. She seems to meet the conditions almost completely. She is also quite pretty in her bare-faced photos. The only thing is that the bridge of her nose seems to have been slightly repaired. The price is 5K (I ate it later). The second one looks like a Xinjiang girl from the outline. People, and the girls in Xinjiang are really exotic in appearance. No wonder they have always had a distant relationship with China, but the point is that this girl is super fierce! Visually, it ranges from E to F, but maybe for Douyin fans of Pai Gu Jing, it might be called fat again, right? But if you are fat in the right place, you can be fat no matter how fat you are! The price is 3K; the last one actually has a similar temperament to the first one, but she is not a show girl, but a cosplayer for her own interests. In the photo, she is wearing a black lace outfit. She is not a maid, but the kind of arrogant young lady. Her appearance is about the same level as the first one, but her fierceness is not enough. She is most likely only B-level. Her career line may be squeezed out by her arrogant vest and equipment, and the price is also 3K.

Unfortunately, after I finished selecting, the headhunter told me that the first girl had read the wrong time and she had no time to prepare today. Prepare? Do you still need to prepare? Why don't people just come? I even brought my own condom, what else is left? I had some doubts, but I didn’t ask any more questions. The reason was that I didn’t know how to decide between the first and second place. This saved me a long time of hesitation. After negotiating with the headhunter, I directly arranged for the second girl from Xinjiang. I also learned from him that the deposit for this business is up to 10%, and usually the deposit is one or two hundred, and the balance will be deducted directly from the on-site payment. Deposit. So I happily paid two hundred, quietly put on my headphones and waited slowly.

I had a question at that time. I was very curious about who would look for girls online like me? After all, which one of those people who are burning with desire right now is not impatient? However, the disadvantages of finding girls online are still very obvious. Firstly, there are too many safety factors to consider, and you must think calmly; secondly, it is too temporary, making it difficult to find girls who are available and meet your expectations; thirdly, After the girl comes, maybe many people can't help but become extraordinary and holy!

So, why do most people go online to find prostitutes? I guess I need more of a psychological satisfaction! Take me for example, my ex-girlfriend and I have a platonic long-distance love relationship. We are more like each other’s careers or psychological counselors than lovers. Therefore, when we live independently, when our work cannot be completed When the value of life is fully realized, work to us is just a necessary painful cost to maintain life. Then people will naturally look for other channels to reflect their personal value, and meet the opposite sex through dating software and nightclubs. It is the fastest way to feel value, which makes me feel that I am recognized, even if it is just the recognition of opportunity, appearance and physical body, which is both low-level and animalistic, but it is undeniable that when we leave campus After love, this is the most pure relationship without impurities, right?

Just when I was thinking about life under Eason Chan's Mount Fuji, the headhunter's phone rang, and he told me to pick up the girl at the door. As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a girl who seemed to be waiting for someone. The girl had long hair down to her waist. She was wearing a belly-baring flat-shouldered top with lace trimmings and common denim hot pants, paired with a black Small flat slippers. Although she is wearing a mask, her eyes are as deep as in the photo, her ambition is to take over the world, and her long legs give her a waist-to-hip ratio advantage. I believe tonight will be a good night. After I made eye contact with her, I cleverly avoided the front desk of the hotel and led her to the room. We walked down the red corridor of the hotel one after the other while keeping our distance. There was no dialogue along the way, even in the eyes of the staff who came and went. They are like strangers. After all, it is better to discuss this kind of transaction in the room.

"What do I call you? Sister" I asked her casually after entering the room and closing the door, taking off my coat. "Jiajia." "Huh??? Is your hometown also Qingdao?" I asked as if I knew something. "Huh? Right." She didn't seem to pay much attention to the confusion in my tone, and just smiled at me after taking off her mask. Okay, let’s be honest. It seems that the headhunter this time is the one I met before. Even the code names and backgrounds of the prostitutes are the same. But I said, sister, you are saying that you are a Xinjiang person with such a Xinjiang face. Qingdao people, is this really good...?

After all, I just thought about it and didn’t say anything, just pretending that we knew each other well! What's more, at that time, I was already busy admiring her appearance under the mask. What should I say? There are some differences between her and the photo, but the difference is not big. It does not come from the difference in retouching, but more like the difference in makeup today. Her profile looks like Guli Naza's outline. Overall, although she is not shocking, her eyes feel more unrestrained and natural to me, and she has cute dimples on her cheeks. Judging from my physiognomy skills from using dating apps all the time, there is a high probability that she has not entered the factory. Repaired.

In fact, after saying hello, I felt a little emotional, because before I met her, it was hard for me to imagine that a girl of this caliber would enter this industry, although this seems to be a good thing for me hehe... .. After all, for me as a consumer, it is happiness if the product matches the picture, huh! Sure enough, trust between people still exists! I told me that I was fine and didn't have too much empathy. She obviously didn't look like the kind of little girl who was forced to do anything, but more like... a good sister who came to serve her job seriously. At this time, the girl put down her bag and arranged her clothes, and asked with a smile in her familiar eyes, "Have you ever taken a shower? Do you want to take a shower together?" Well... I heard this A girl I met once took the initiative to invite me to take a shower with me. Although it was a little embarrassing, considering her appearance and figure, I really had no reason to refuse, right?

After saying that, she gently took off her denim hot pants and walked to the bathroom on catwalk, while I happily left my underwear to follow. As soon as I entered the bathroom, what caught my eye was her naked body. My eyes could not be separated from the way she was bending over and carefully measuring the temperature of the water. At this moment, I finally understood why they say the mountains are not horizontal. Just look at it sideways. It seems that the ancients were really sincere... And it's hard to imagine that a girl with such a billowy bust has not a trace of fat on her waist, and even the shape of her legs is eye-catching. I had the urge to play with it. What’s interesting is that the girl has many tattoos on her body, but they are not dragons or phoenixes, but small butterflies and flowers. I smiled and asked, “I didn’t expect you, sister, to be so girly. The designs are all so innocent." "Ouch! That's because I was ignorant when I was young..." The girl looked a little embarrassed to cover up. Uh, I really want to tell her, you didn't even cover the two papayas that made me dizzy. What's the point of covering a tattoo?

After a few words, we chatted about the tattoos on her body while applying shower gel on each other's bodies; of course, the main thing was that she was washing me, her jade hands caressing my chest, from above It brushed down my waist until I was already at the top of the sky. "Uh..." I unconsciously made a comfortable sound. I have to say... It's not like I haven't taken a mandarin duck bath with my past girlfriends, but this soft and almost non-existent feeling is really... It's quite comfortable. Is this the difference in experience points? I looked up at the ceiling of the bathroom, feeling the human body and sighing about life.

After rinsing for a while, I wiped it off, lay down on the bed, covered myself with a quilt, picked up my phone, and put the agreed amount into the password-protected red envelope. After a while, the girl rolled up her towel and came out of the bathroom, and slowly sat down next to me. I asked, "Are you coming to Shanghai to work part-time?" "No, I work in my hometown. I mainly come here to travel and earn some extra money. Where is my brother from? I think the accent is a bit special." "Well, I’m from Hong Kong, but I’ve been in the Mainland for quite a while, so I should be proficient in Mandarin, right? And has anyone ever said that you look like a Xinjiang person?” After hearing this, the girl smiled and said, “Everyone says so! But I’ve never been there! I’ve always wanted to take my Allah there!” “Allah?” I unconsciously pictured the scene of Jerusalem and the Arabs in my mind... The girl looked at me and frowned in confusion. He looked like he was laughing and said, "It's my dog! Alaskan dog!" "Oh oh oh..." I nodded understandingly, and stared at the turbulent and dull waves that were affected by the trembling smile. After a while, just when I brought my thoughts back and wanted to continue asking about her puppy, the girl suddenly looked at me with her delicate face, then smiled evilly, and slid into my quilt, as if He took my brother's head into his mouth like a puppy.

"Ah..." I stared at the ceiling again with dull eyes, letting the notes in my soul release from my throat. I guessed that such a precise and fast suffocation technique, which can go deep enough without touching the teeth, would not be possible without the experience of dozens of people, right? But it’s strange to say that many women seem to think that prostitutes are very dirty and have been walked in and out by countless people, but they never thought that when we go to restaurants to eat, the spoons and chopsticks in our hands are not also used by many people. In and out? Moreover, these traders estimate that they take more baths a day than we wash dishes. Just as my thoughts were wandering, I was pulled back into my body by the tip of her curled tongue. What I could feel was that the girl's mouth clearly didn't let go of my head, but was still swallowing and swallowing... .. My fingers were still caressing the egg area from time to time. At that moment, I felt that I was about to see Allah...

of course! It is impossible for me to release myself so easily, and this kind of oral skills should only be a kind of foreplay for girls. After about two minutes, the girl’s head broke away from the key point and slowly moved downwards and upwards, and the tip of her tongue was also naughty He followed her movements and tasted it all the way up. Even after getting out of the bed, he said with a proud expression, "Hey, how do you feel?" Then he professionally picked up the water on the side and took a sip to clean it. "Let me taste it too!" After saying that, I turned over, pushed her down, and looked at her eyes that were a little frightened by the sudden attack. At the same time, I kissed her, greedily asking for the heat and warmth on her lips. , after experiencing the shock of being turned over for a second, the girl also softened his lips, and she was not in a hurry to make any moves, she just cooperated with my movements, and if I held her upper lip, she would cover me If I long for his taste buds with my tongue, she will open the door and entangle with me passionately. I think this is the highest state of kissing, right? After a while, my right hand took the initiative to hug her smooth waist without a trace of fat, and my left hand also grabbed her elastic buttocks wantonly. At this moment, I knew very well that the girl in front of me could make me not have to pretend. Gentlemen, opponents who only need to be beasts.

My movements were like a traveler who had lost his way in the desert. His eyes could not hide his desire for drinking, but he only carefully licked the dew that formed on the outside of the water bottle. I moved from her lips to behind her ears. , and then to the collarbone, while suppressing the desire brought about by animality, I caressed her skin. Even if the tip of my tongue slid across her majestic breasts countless times, I deliberately avoided the pink bodhisattva on the top of the mountain. At the same time, my right hand also It continued to float around the triangle area on her inner thigh, stimulating her senses layer by layer.

Until I felt the slight trembling, soft laughter and moans coming from the girl's body, and the trace of moisture that my right hand touched in the restricted area, I suddenly took her pink and erect fruit on the peak into my mouth, and grabbed it with my left hand. Rubbing her uncontrollable majesty, her right hand gently touched the cardamom in her restricted area. The girl instantly made a sound from her throat that would only be made when contact is at a negative distance. Then she pushed me away in a funny way and said, "Come in... come in." Come on! Brother, I think it’s okay. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have to serve me.”? ? ? I was still a little confused at the moment, because I didn't feel like I was serving her. I just felt that since we were all pursuing climax, wouldn't it be better if we could have spiritual satisfaction at the same time rather than pure physical release? That’s why I unconsciously want the other person to devote themselves wholeheartedly to sex. Of course, even if the other person’s acting skills are comparable to those of some Japanese teachers, it doesn’t matter if they pretend to be devoted. At least I can get pleasant feedback unilaterally. Well. As for your question, does it not matter even if such spiritual satisfaction does not come from a lover who unites spirit and body? Hmm....does it matter? When a man's semen reaches his head, what kind of thing would he not be happy about?

She looked at me and her eyes, and said with a smile, "Lie down and let me do it." Well, as expected, consumers' rights are quite good. I lay down comfortably and watched her put it on for me. Put on the condom and carefully push the condom to the root. Then she spread her legs, knelt down in front of me, gently supported my bleeding brother with her right hand, and sat down slowly with a smile in her eyes. "Ah hiss..." In an instant, my core felt the absolute warmth and tight pressure brought by the human body at 36.5 degrees, and my thighs clearly fit her peach-thick flesh from top to bottom. , my feet naturally stretched straight, and I suddenly thought that for some reason, it seemed that most men would tighten and stretch their feet when they felt comfortable. Could this enhance the pleasure?

As the girl moved up and down, she said with a frowning and flattering expression, "You are a bit big, I may not be able to hold it up for too long." After saying that, she pressed her hands lightly on my chest and began her vivid high-position output. At that time, I didn't take the girl's words seriously. After all, acting is also a required course for practitioners. I just felt the comfort coming from my core while savoring the beautiful scenery in front of me. To be honest, compared to the male superior self Sprint mode, sometimes I prefer landscape mode with the woman on top, but when? Of course it’s when the scenery is magnificent! Looking at the huge mania rising and falling as the hips swayed, I completely understood why Newton could realize the greatness of gravity at a young age, because it was not only the attraction between my eyeballs and desires, but also the attraction between the planet and the earth. In the collision, I couldn't help raising my hand to stop the possibility of the end of the world, but the wind pressure that can only be brought by a car with a speed of more than 80 per hour was immediately felt on my fingertips, making me fall into that soft and fragrant color. The real world has a sense of weight, I sighed... This is the realm of holding the sun and moon in your hands and picking up the stars.

After about a minute of swaying, the girl looked a little tired and uncomfortable, but unfortunately my brother still remained unruly. I smiled and said, "How about you lie down first?" "Wait, I'll try another way!" the girl said, rejecting my proposal. "Huh?? What?" I looked at the girl in confusion as she lifted her kneeling position, replaced the knees that were originally used as fulcrums with the soles of her feet, hugged her knees with her hands in front of her chest, and looked like a little girl peeing in the grass in the wild. Just when I was about to make fun of her posture, her sudden ups and downs made me dilate my pupils and moan in horror. The tightness that came from her restricted area was twice as strong as before, and the squatting mode was faster than the kneeling position. It made me understand that there really is a way in this world where you can learn new skills with enough experience. But at that time, I didn’t have much energy to think. The physical pleasure came in waves with the girl’s super squats. It was like there was only dopamine in my mind.

Unfortunately, just when I felt that my brother's emotions were approaching the upper limit, the girl finally couldn't help it anymore. She hit me with the ball and leaned on my chest, and softly cursed with a charming look, "What are you doing?" So long? I have no strength." Uh, is this a compliment or a complaint? For an experienced prostitute, is this statement highly reliable or not? Talk about high! Because the remote sensing she experienced must be difficult to estimate, the measurement she gave is still reasonable; let’s say it’s low! As an expert, compared to ventriloquism, acting skills are more important skills. So for this, I subconsciously think that it is better to listen to it and be happy, and don’t forget to take it to heart. After all, I don’t think I am anything. Legendary weapons like the Gentian Silver Spear, not to mention if she had tried harder just now, I would have been able to do it.

After brushing off her complaints with a smile, I hugged her waist and got on the horse again. I took on the same posture as before starting push-ups and said, "This time, just lie down and I'll move!" I lifted her up. Putting her feet on my shoulders, I slowly pushed forward to feel her body again, but this time I didn't spend too much time being a gentleman. I just watched her follow me with my eyes full of primitive desire. Her breasts were like waves when thrust into her waist, as well as her exquisite white face that continued to moan, constantly accumulating stimulation in her lower body.

In fact, what is very strange is that it seems that men can best accumulate their own pleasure when they move by themselves, and the piston speed reflected by the male's active posture is basically not comparable to that of the female initiative, so naturally the accumulation efficiency of pleasure is determined. . But I didn’t do it all just for release. After all, the money spent must be worth it, right? Because you still need to try some classic postures. As for which ones have you tried? Forgive me for the understatement here. If I really want to talk about the details, I can probably publish a book after I finish writing it... In the end, within 40 minutes, I unlocked many postures from the girl that I had never seen before, and then in a mutual relationship Sitting on top of her and me intertwining, I released my true self. At that moment, I finally understood why the ancient Buddhists have a legend about joyful entanglement. Oh, it is "Zen", not entanglement, because it is truly brand new and wholeheartedly devoted to sex. At this time, the trembling caused by your body will make you and your soul rejoice together.

Maybe some people will be curious again, does it not matter even if the other person is not the person they love? Hmm... maybe I am a person who is both good at empathy and prone to being sentimental! Especially in the process of physical interweaving like sex, it is actually very difficult for you to control yourself from identifying with a woman who can bring you orgasm. Isn’t there a nonsense saying like this? "Every time you have sex, part of your soul will go out." Yes, although it is bullshit, I also realize that I may really have this problem, so my rule is that no matter how delicious a woman is, she cannot look back. When eating for the second time, you must maintain the state of "I am happy, so I am here, and you will be ruthless after taking the dick", so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to yourself.

After the group exercise, the girl lay on the bed panting for a little while, while I asked the elder brother to come out of the raincoat to breathe, and drank some water to make up for the dry mouth after fighting for a long time. After I put on my underwear, I handed her a bottle of water and asked, "Sister, where are you going to play these days?" "Me! Several of my friends have gone to work in Shanghai, and I may follow a few of them tomorrow. Eat and eat." Actually, I just asked casually. I could feel that the two of us are not from the same cultural circle. It's not that this girl is uneducated. It's just that when I talked to her, I could clearly feel my two feelings. There is no overlap in the topics of interest, but like I said, this does not affect her selling the talent she has. I buy the experience I need, maybe... this is professional, right? After I chatted on the bed for a while, I discovered that the girl’s naked curves and swings made me fall from the fairy world back to the human world. She turned to my little brother who slowly raised his head and said with a smile, "Would you like to spend the night?" ?Brother." "Uh, forget it! I have to go to work tomorrow..." I replied a little awkwardly, then got up and quickly grabbed my pants and put them on. The girl next to me also got up and put them on simultaneously. The clothes came, and then said, "Shall we add WeChat? So you can contact me directly in the future! But there is no discount." After I tied the laces of my boots, I responded with a polite smile, "Okay!" But I I don't agree with myself in finding this girl again, even if her external conditions are indeed... unusual, but I have principles! What's more, if you just work for others in your life, wouldn't it be nice to use the money you earn to experience new girls? ?

After scanning the QR code and adding WeChat, the girl said goodbye to me and left the room. Instead, I sat on the sofa in the room, silently looking at the ceiling and carefully reviewing the process, because only in saint mode can the brain think rationally.

how to say! The experience this time was actually better than the one a year ago, whether it was the girl's appearance or professionalism, and I even had a real release, but strangely, I found that the satisfaction in my heart was not. It's not as exciting as before. Is it because it's not the first time? Or maybe this girl doesn't have enough acting skills and doesn't have a charming and charming look? Not enough to let my wild side explode? Or is it that I had a girlfriend at that time but not now, so I don’t have the pleasure of being burdened? Well, probably not, I don’t think I’m that perverted.

I thought about it over and over, but I still haven't confirmed the answer. Yes, it's not that there is no answer, but I can't confirm which answer I have. Maybe... I will continue to wander in this world of sex and money in the future. In the trading game, I may only stop until the day I lose interest, or until I am sure why I don’t stop! It’s no wonder that everyone likes to smoke a cigarette afterward. Maybe it’s not that you are really happy like a god, but you can just find another way to stimulate happiness to avoid accidentally facing your heart under the thinking of a saint. !

I still remember that when I left the hotel, it was already past 2 o'clock in the morning, but the interesting thing is that at that time, there were still cars and cars on the road, and people were chatting and laughing in an endless stream. It was obvious that in the short period after liberation, Two hours is simply not enough to satisfy the desires of Shanghainese people after being imprisoned for a long time, such as the desire for alcohol, lust, appetite and purchasing. You think, how many people can walk on this bustling street of desire without getting stuck in it? In this money-obsessed city, how many people can live with their true heart without losing their sobriety? We may be different, or we may all be the same.