Vol 3 Chapter 6: Brother Yi, good brother

"Duck, help your sister-in-law."
In fact, Barbara was holding Pato, and the duck's hand was resting on her butt, stealing rubbing, he thought Zhuo Yang didn't see it. Although Barbara was not drunk, she was already excited under the stimulation of alcohol.
Zhuo Yang took the two of them out of the back door to the ‘Fantastic Dress’, and drove straight to the place booked in advance. Pato's hand in the back seat was still sneaky and unreliable, while Barbara kept staring at Zhuo Yang with playful eyes.
The distance is not far away, it will be there in a moment. This is a very secretive and high-style Japanese-style bed and breakfast, and it is also a great place for many celebrities and celebrities in the city of Milan. Zhuo Yang made a reservation for the detached small courtyard a few days ago. Three people, a fake drunk, an intoxicated, and a drunk, walked in and pulled in.
Although there is no messy music and sultry lights, the quiet atmosphere here is obviously more ambiguous. Why do you want to come here? Everyone is unspoken, not to mention Zhuo Yang is still here to prepare the indulgence killer- — Rice wine.
That day in San Siro, Lord Ferguson intoxicated Zhuo Yang without knowing how deeply he was. In order to be able to get off under the barbara's eyelids with a decent amount of wine, yellow wine was an excellent choice.
People who haven't drunk rice wine are very easy to get it, because the entrance of rice wine is mellow and sweet, and there is no spicy stimulation of liquor at all. Liquor is drunk with a sip, but the yellow wine has a soft and long aftertaste, and a clever look hides the danger deeply. Yellow wine is drunk, everything is too late.
Since ancient times, rice wine has been an excellent prop used by men with ulterior motives to reap good women, and it has always been so. Because rice wine is not only intoxicating in silence, but also aphrodisiac, the of wide clothes is so smooth and considerate.
What is more powerful than rice wine is warm rice wine; what is more powerful than warm rice wine is that it is mixed with other wine in the stomach.
As soon as he entered the room and sat on the tatami, Barbara took off her jacket, and the tight and shallow lace tunic made Ao Lei ready to come out. Pato sat on the side, tolerating the drunkenness and pretending to admire the warmth of Zhuo Bo, but his eyes kept glancing at the temptation there.
Barbara was careless. Not only did she think Zhuo Yang wanted to open it today, but she finally realized that love and desire were the most beautiful gifts God has given to everyone. In Barbara's view, this scene is very common, as common as eating and drinking.
Moreover, she was completely without the vigilance of Zhuo Yang Linzhen's escape, because Zhuo Yang and her were drinking this fragrant glutinous soft drink from China that she had never tasted. Even if there is a slight taste of wine, even if Zhuo Yang played a trick in the nightclub, Barbara knew that her wine was much deeper than Zhuo Yang, not to mention that she was already attracted by the alcohol of rice wine.
After the four porcelain pots were empty, all three of them looked like spermatozoon, only Zhuo Yang pretended. Although rice wine is tempting, he had only soda in his stomach, which was not enough to make him mess up.
Seeing Pato and Barbara dripping water into their eyes, feeling that the fire had arrived, Zhuo Yang pretended to urinate and stumbled into the bathroom. Even though he was mentally prepared, he crept out after ten minutes, but his head was still "bombing". The scenery on the tatami was already endless and unsightly.
Hello. Zhuo Yang quietly left the spring-style Japanese-style bed and breakfast and drove the car directly back to Lake Como. Late at night, he fluttered his soul on the keys, and under the cherry blossoms over the moon, he fought all night.
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The following afternoon, during the restorative training of the Milano Nello team, Pato, with his dark eyes and a sluggish eye, hurried to catch the time, and his legs were obviously weak. Last night's Fengyue was wonderful. Although the duck and his first girlfriend also loved it, how can Stephanie compare with Barbara in absolute professional level. The duck has reached every cell and every bone. .
Of course, Pato knew Barbara's reputation for instincts, and secretly he didn't have any illusions. But the identity of him and Barbara is somewhat different. Unless Barbara takes the initiative to signal, he will break through the sky with inconspicuous thoughts and will never dare to act. But it became a good thing last night. After opening this mouth, it will become a natural bed partner in the future. A small step for Barbara is a big step for Pato.
Shuang is cool, and I want to continue to cool, but the duck ducks his head and hides from Zhuo Yang. He knew in his heart that Zhuo Bo and Barbara had a very close relationship, and he believed that there must be that kind of relationship.
My big event! Zhuo brother kindly and kindly took me to drink and relax, but I put his woman on, he must not kill me? Forgive me! God save me...
Zhuo Yang wanted to laugh when he saw the duck shrunk, and the boy was worried about what he was doing. So, he deliberately pretended to be angry, somber face, even scared the duck to hang a line.
Want to hide? There is no door! Zhuo Yang shouted at him while no one in the power room and sneaky ducks wanted to slip away: "Duck! How dare you hide me? Get over here for Lao Tzu!!"
At this sound, Pato Lima knelt down on the spot, and his soul was scared. "Brother Zhu, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, sorry, don't hit me, please don't hit me..."
Zhuo Yang almost spouted out with a smile, but still forced to hang his face: "Come!"
"Tom, tom, tom..." Pato crawled on his knees. "Zhuo brother forgave me, I was wrong, I was wrong, Zhuo brother forgave me..."
"Look at you, get up!"
"I can't get up."
"If you don't get up, I will kill you!"
Pato just got up just as fast as he knelt down just now.
"My kindly invites you to drink, do you play this for Lao Tzu?"
"Brother Sorry I'm sorry, I'm drunk and I can't control it. Why did you leave without saying a word? I..."
"Can't I go? After pulling the out, you two will stick together~EbookFREE.me~I won't go? Don't go to pull you out hard? Look at your little shaking , As fast as the typewriter."
"I was wrong, Brother Zhuo, I should be damn, I should be killed, I am a thousand swordsmen..."
Really unable to perform, Zhuo Yangqiang swallowed his smile with a smile: "Ah--! Forget it, brothers are like brothers and brothers, women are like clothes, who let Lao Tzu see his brothers bigger than the sky! Forget it, my brother Just be cool."
Pato was stupid, looked up at Zhuo Yang with his mouth wide open, and burst into tears: "Brother Zhu..." The voice was shaking.
"Duck, I'm the elder brother. No matter what the brother does, it's my elder brother's fault. Now, your sister will be yours, who will make you my brother?" With the exaggerated body Language, Zhuo Yang's daring spirit skyrockets.
Pato couldn't control it anymore, and wowed with a cry of wow, rushed to hug Zhuo Yang. "Brother Zhuo, Zhuo brother! Ducks are your brothers in this life, this life is yours, Zhuo~~~Wow~~~ Zhuo brother, my good brother, wow--"
Zhuo Yang kindly stroked the duck's hair like a father loves his son. ()