After I graduated from college, I rented it with my sister. She had a boyfriend, she was a photographer.
At night, they used to hear the sound of “crazy” in their room.
Until one day, I happen to know what they’re doing.
My name is Sun Myung-kun. I always liked a sister in college. Her name was Oh Jia-hyo.
Wu Jia-chan, who is 1 metre tall and has long legs, always wears short skirts with silk stockings and then wears canvas shoes, which can be described as pure and desireful.
At that time, we were at the student council, and I was always working for her, and I wanted to find a chance to tell her.
But there were a lot of people chasing her, and I was a little low on myself, and I never opened my mouth.
But that’s why she’s not protecting me, and I’m her most trusted student, and I’m getting more and more familiar, and I can’t tell.
Later, when I graduated, she had worked for a year, when I rented a house all over the place, and she was renting a two-bedroom, and then she was sublet to me, saying that she had a care.
The day I moved in, she was happy, and I saw, in the living room, a picture of her art, both legs flat, like a ballet, beautiful, and I couldn’t stand it.
She asked me, “How’s it going?” I’m sorry.
I nodded my head: “When was it taken, why didn’t I see you send a circle of friends?” I’m sorry.
She said, “Friends of a photographer had to film me last month, to tell the truth, it was a little exposed, and I didn’t have a good hair. I’m sorry.
I was staring at her in a black bathing suit, with high fork on both sides, completely bare legs, up to the waist, and indeed a lot of it.
Aoi’s face is red: “Oh, don’t look at it. It’s an art picture. Don’t think. I’m sorry.
And I laughed, “I didn’t think. Ha ha, I was so beautiful.” I’m sorry.
But actually, I was thinking, you know, when a photographer looks at a pretty girl like this, he doesn’t get excited.
It turns out that my guess is really not imaginary.
Because I moved in a little while ago, I found out that that “photographer” friend of Aoi’s was actually one of her pursuers.
This guy, Van Dong Peng, was a bit of a scab. He came in three times just for the first week I moved in.
Moreover, one weekend he’ll ask me alone to climb the mountain and take pictures, but he’s good at photography, and she’s pretty good at each time she’s hairy, especially with two beautiful legs, and he’ll make it look beautiful.
I can see you like him a little too. After all, every girl loves beauty. Who doesn’t want a boyfriend who takes pictures?
But I’m not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of it. She can’t give Van Dong Peng money, she can buy him food in return.
So they’ll have more chance to communicate, and soon after that, Van Dong Peng confessed, and my sister accepted it.
Then, for more than a month, Van Dong Peng moved into our house and lived with her.
From that day on, he wanted to take the camera and take it every day behind her ass, and she was fascinated, and even in the middle of the night, I would hear in their room a “swipe” of a single camera.
I’ve added Von Dong Peng’s tweets, and every two days his friends’ circle sends out photos of your sister, and sometimes, two people’s intimate photos, especially for the best.
But my sister does look good, and Van Dong Peng is a trickster, and sometimes I keep a few.
A few days ago, Fan Dong Peng shot a new height, two men riding a shared bicycle, before my sister, and after him, I caught her as soon as she got up in the car, when she was wearing a red-grained short skirt, two tiny eight-word carts with two thighs, a meat-coloured stocking, the lower half of the skirt covered with meat, and the sexiest.
Van Dong Peng has a circle of friends, probably a lot of admirers, and he’s sent pictures to the shivering, and in just one day he’s got over 20,000.
At first, my sister was happy, but later, some of my friends left messages about her ass and legs, which were dirty, and I calmed down and told Van Dong Peng that this photo should not be sent.
Van Dong Peng also noded his head and deleted his picture to please her.
But neither I nor Aoi thought that it inspired him to think bad things in his belly.
Last Friday, I got a message from my sister, asked me to come home early and said that Van Dong Peng was celebrating her birthday and that she was going to cook.
But I had a coworker’s party the other day, so I left them alone.
When I got home at 11:00 in the night, I just opened the door and found that in the living room, Van Dong Peng was holding a single back camera, bending over, taking pictures of the sofa, and holding a “poach.”
My sister is lying on the couch, closed her eyes. I see there’s a couple of dishes on the tea table, and there’s a bottle of wine under the ground, and apparently I’m drunk.
Van Dong Peng was too focused and suddenly realized I was back.
We said: “What are you doing?”
And he said, “I take pictures of joy.” I’m sorry.
I’ll look at my sister, she’s red and she’s all over me, and I’m like, “She’s drunk.” I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng said, “Yeah, I thought she was so beautiful when she was drunk, I caught her. I’m sorry.
I nod my head and I thought, you’re a professional.
I changed my shoes, I was going back to my bedroom, and I saw my sister’s leg, as if it had been deliberately set on the back of the couch, and the dress was lifted.
I thought, “That’s how Van Dong Peng takes pictures of her?” You’re a gangster, right?
Van Dong Peng realized that he had reached out and pulled down my sister’s dress and put her leg straight, and said, “Don’t look at her fall asleep. It’s so unfaithful. I’m sorry.
Says he did a few more of them.
I thought it was weird, but I couldn’t say anything and I went back to the house.
Not long ago, I heard Van Dong Peng bringing my sister back to the bedroom, but then I went out to the bathroom and heard clearly that there was a “swipe” photo camera in their room.
I think it’s my sister who woke up, and they’re having fun, or is she still awake?
Later, I went back to sleep with my doubts.
The next morning, I was asleep and woke up outside.
I’m listening. It’s like you’re losing your temper.
I got up and I walked out of my bedroom with my eyes and I heard my sister saying to Van Dong Peng, “Why don’t you listen to me when I’ve told you not to send this photo again?” I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng is arguing: “I didn’t mean any harm, I thought you were so cute. I’m sorry.
“Cute? It’s a gangster! I’m calling from my sister.
I said, “What happened to you two?” Dong Peng, what pictures have you sent? I’m sorry.
My sister said, “I was drunk last night, and she sent me a picture of me drunk, and I heard the sound of a shaking, and so many people praised me.” I’m sorry.
I thought it wasn’t a bad thing, but I picked up my phone, searched Van Dong Peng’s shivering, and I realized that it was the pictures of my sister lying on the couch after drinking.
The compliment is 30,000, and I took out the comments of my netizens and immediately understood why she was upset.
It’s full of hooliganism.
In fact, this picture, it’s the art, it’s the art, it’s the art, it’s not normal, it’s a little bit of a scratch, it depends on how you understand it.
I was embarrassed to see my face, and said to Fan Dong Peng, “You see, Mingkun feels bad, and you have to delete it.” I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng said, “No, now the fans are rising so fast, I’ve deleted them. I’m sorry.
As soon as you listen to me, hurry up and fight again, I’m going to do the roundabout: “Tung Peng, although it’s beautiful in your eyes, you do art, but some people don’t think so. They see only unhealthy parts. It’s really bad for my sister. I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng is not happy.
Aoi asked him, “Will you delete it? Don’t take pictures of me and don’t talk to me. I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng is afraid, noding, saying, “Can I delete? What’s wrong with people now? I’m sorry.
My sister ignored him and went back to the bedroom, and then Van Dong Peng deleted the photo, and he was bored.
Then, in the afternoon, they went out again, and I thought it was over.
Three days later, when I was at work, I couldn’t believe I found a picture of my eyeballs.
That’s on the outside.
I’m a new medium, and because of the nature of my work, I occasionally go over the wall and go on the outside, when I find out on an American social website that there’s a man in the country who takes pictures of his girlfriend, gets hot and hot.
I lighted in, and I found out that although the woman’s face was blocked by cartoons, that body was too much like my sister-in-law, especially with two legs, and I was too familiar with the background of the picture.
I was surprised to look at those photos, and I can see that most of them were taken without my sister’s consciousness. My sister was changed in all kinds of sexy costumes, and her legs were deliberately made out of all kinds of shapes, to tell you the truth, even though there were no spots, how to look, how to feel it, and everyone understood it.
I had a few comments and a hot search of the site, and I found out that the picture was hot, that many people came to my sister’s lap, and, of course, that there were many messages, which were full of filth.
I’m angry, most of the account was built by Van Dong Peng, and I looked into Van Dong Peng’s vibrating voice and found that he was in the voicemail section, deliberately leading to the outside network, and that’s why he was on fire so quickly.
Does my sister know about this?
I don’t think she knows, or else she won’t let him.
I wanted to write to her, but I was afraid she’d know, and I was pissed off, and I became a troublemaker, so I decided to find Van Dong Peng first.
I asked him, “Did you take a photo of my sister? I’m sorry.
After 10 minutes, Van Dong Peng replied, “What? You’re wrong. I’m sorry.
And when he heard it, he knew it. We said, “Stop pretending, I have seen it. That is my sister, and I know it when you block your face.” I’m sorry.
And he replied, “Yo, it seems that you don’t look at joy much. I’m sorry.
Do I have to peek? That’s a hell of a thing to say.
But he said, “Mingqun, tell the truth and you have no girlfriend. When you want to let go, do you not think less of the legs of joy? I’m sorry.
What the fuck are you talking about? I was angry at him, but I didn’t want to talk to him, but I said, “Go and delete them, or I will tell my sister.” I’m sorry.
Then he had a squinted look, and I didn’t answer.
However, not long ago, I went back to that website and found that the photographs had been deleted and the account numbers had been cancelled.
I thought, “Fan Dong Peng knows how to be afraid, okay, he can change his mistakes, and I can’t talk about it anymore. I can’t just pick things up and ruin their relationship.”
In the past week, however, I have found that Van Dong Peng has become more and more fond of taking me to drink, that their friends are meeting more and more, and that every time they meet, I must be drunk, and that Van Dong Peng will come back in the middle of the night and take her back to her bedroom.
On a number of occasions, I went out to the bathroom and heard pictures of the “crawl” in the room.
But I don’t know if I can handle it, after all, as long as Van Dong Peng doesn’t send photos online, how they play, it’s a couple thing, and I’m not allowed to get involved.
But then another week later, one of my colleagues sent me a microletter, a chat record.
When I opened it, I found that it was a rather unattractive set of pictures, the theme of which was “drinking girlfriends”, and it was broken into long legs, butts, chests, etc., which were very visible, but the face was blocked.
But I can see that this woman is so much like my sister!
I knew right away that it had to be Van Dong Peng again, that the dog couldn’t eat shit, and I started sending pictures of my sister again!
I asked my colleague where this came from.
He said that the group had recently been particularly hot and that the photographs were allegedly taken by real couples who had made a lot of money on the outside of the Internet and charged for them.
I realized that this thing makes money? God damn it, Van Dong Peng, you’re crazy about money.
I got mad, and I just gave Van Dong Peng a tweet, and he got up half a day and his voice was lazy.
He said, “What for? I’m sleeping. I’m sorry.
I said, “Fan Dong Peng, have you been sending photos lately? What do you want? I’m sorry.
“What do I want to do? I asked you what I wanted to do. That’s my girlfriend. That’s our little game. What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I’ll be right back. So my sister knows about this?
I can’t believe it. It’s a little shattered.
Van Dong Peng said, “Did you not see how many brands have recently been added to Joy? I didn’t buy it. I don’t send pictures. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe I’m going to do such a shameful thing for some brand-name bags!
I got a little out of control: “You’re lying, I’m not like that!” I’m sorry.
He said, “What can I say, O you?” It’s just poor dicks. I was busy with your sister last night and went to bed. I’m sorry.
After that, he just hung up his voice.
I’m stuck.
I’d particularly like to ask my sister if that’s what he said, but I hesitated when I pulled out her tweets.
What if Fan Dong Peng is telling the truth?
I really don’t know how to deal with that.
But my heart was like a big rock, and I couldn’t accept it. My sister became like that, and I even deleted my colleagues’ conversations.
But I thought about it, and I asked my colleagues to help me find the initial account number for this photo.
It’s a new account, apparently re-registered after Van Dong Peng was last discovered and the website changed.
For the next few days, I’ve been watching it.
At the same time, I found that my sister-in-law was drunk at least three times a week, every time she was drunk, and the next day the account number was bound to update her new picture.
Every time I look at it, I feel like I’m bleeding. My sister-in-law has always been my goddess. I can’t believe she’s doing this with Van Dong Peng.
But I’ve always felt a little strange, so why is my sister always really drunk? Is it for the state, or is it possible she didn’t know anything about it?
The other day, early after work, Van Dong Peng didn’t come back, and only me and my sister were at home, and I tried to test her on purpose: “Aoi, you’ve had a few drinks lately. I’m sorry.
And my sister laughed, “Yes, and I was brought with me for no reason. I loved wine.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Did you get drunk every time I saw Dong Peng helping you back?” I’m sorry.
Aoi noded, “I’m not very drunk and I can drink very well, so I’m always drunk first. He’s fine. I’m sorry.
And I said, “Yes, did you drink too much to remember what happened that night?” I’m sorry.
She was a little embarrassed, and said, “Yeah, basically when she came into the house and fell down on the bed, she didn’t know anything, slept until the next day, but then again, the wine really helped her sleep.” I’m sorry.
I’m in the middle of something, which means she doesn’t know?
I don’t look at her face like she’s hiding something from me. She’s always naive and honest. I know her.
That means Van Dong Peng is lying. Actually, they were taken without my sister’s knowledge!
That’s why I drink it every time. It doesn’t look like I’m drunk, but only if I’m drunk.
My heart is beating so I can tell my sister the truth.
But I hesitated again, I was in society, I was complicated, I looked at the namebag on the sofa, and I wasn’t sure if my sister was lying.
I’ve decided not to pry, but to observe.
On Friday morning, I went on the outside again, looked at the account number and found that Van Dong Peng had started a new business.
He used to do it himself. He helped me with my tweezing and then he published it. Today, he suddenly said that, depending on the needs of the fans, I could pose myself, or wear special underwear, and film, which, of course, is for a single fee, which is a little high.
It was not expected that many of the rich Internet users would be given gifts, hundreds of places and their requests in the message area as soon as he published the news.
At noon, Fan Dong Peng responded to the one who had most of the gift brushed, saying that he would be satisfied with the first.
My heart is pounding, and I think I’m out tonight, drinking on purpose, pretending to be drunk, breaking into their bedrooms, and I want to see if my sister-in-law is really drunk, so I can see if only Van Dong Peng is shameless or they’re together.
In the evening, I followed my colleagues, I had a regular party, I had an extra drink, and I went home at around 10:00.
When I entered the door, I tried to go straight into their bedroom, but I didn’t know that Van Dong Peng was in the living room, with a camera around his neck, bending over and groping on the couch, and on the couch there were a few underwears.
What is this for? How does it feel? He took a picture of my sister on the couch.
When he saw me come back, he said, “Are you back?” I’m sorry.
I didn’t answer. I was drunk and asked him, “Where is my sister?” I’m sorry.
“Oh, she’s sleepy. Go to bed. I’ll take her dry underwear.” I’m sorry.
Very reluctantly.
But it’s not broken. I can’t go in their bedroom.
I had to run to the toilet, and Van Dong Peng saw me and stopped me: “What are you doing? I’m sorry.
“Toilet. I’m sorry.
“That…you’re actually in there, can you wait a minute? I’m sorry.
I frowned: “Did you not say that she was asleep? I couldn’t hold it. I’m sorry.
When he stopped, I kicked the toilet door and suddenly found my sister sitting on the toilet, like in a piss, with her legs separated in eight words, but she was clearly blindfolded, asleep, and her hands were tied to the toilet with wide duct tape.
What’s this look like?
“Fang Dong Peng, what are you doing?” Did you tie this?”
Van Dong Peng is behind me, and he’s on fire: “I said I won’t let you in. What are you doing?”
And I interrupted him: “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing. I’ve been staring at your newly registered account. That’s what I’m asking for. Bathroom temptation?”
Van Dong Peng for a second, he didn’t think.
But he was hard-headed: “I told you, and your sister agreed to this. What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
I was even more angry, and I went up and ripped off the tape and hugged my sister: “She’s drunk, she knows shit, you’ve been spying on her! I’m sorry.
He said, ‘You poor bastard, you are watching us make money, and your eyes are red, so mind your own business.’ I’m sorry.
He said he was going to come up and beat me up, but I said: Believe it or not, I will call the police. I’m sorry.
He listens, he panics, he waits for a few seconds, he reaches out his hand, and he caressssss me: “Mingu, take it easy, let’s talk.” I’m sorry.
I held my sister, went back to their bedroom, put her in bed, and she was drunk.
Van Dong Peng went on to say, “Mingquin, I know, you like your sister too. You see, she’s drunk and she doesn’t know anything. Otherwise, you can sleep in this house tonight. Just don’t call the police. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think he’d say that.
I turned my head and looked at my sister-in-law, who was intoxicated and lying on her bed, slightly bent on her smooth thighs and extremely tempting.
Van Tung Peng said to me when he saw me and said, “A woman is nothing but a plaything. What do you say? If she feels anything tomorrow, I’ll say I did it, okay? I’m sorry.
I bit my teeth and my body was shaking.
Van Dong Peng smiles: “If you need me, I can take a picture of you.”
“I’ll fart your mother!” I slapping him like a bitch!
Van Dong Peng fell on the ground, and his face was smitten.
I bend over to grab his collar and punch him in the face: “My sister-in-law is blind, looking for a scum like you!” I’ll tell her everything tomorrow! I’m sorry.
He saw me go mad, and asked for forgiveness: “I was wrong. Mingkun, don’t fight.” I’m sorry.
“I’ll kill you!”
I punched him twice, and he fell down on his knees and held my leg in hiding: “I’m not a man, I admit it, I don’t need you to fight me.” I’m sorry.
Says he slaps himself, slaps himself, slaps in the face.
I really didn’t think he’d do that.
He said, “Do you think I said nothing just now, and do not tell Gjoi.” I’m sorry.
We said, “No, I must tell her that she will know what you are.” I’m sorry.
When he heard it, he cried: “She would have broken up with me.” I’m sorry.
“You still want to be nice to her? Dream on, I tell you, you better get lost. I’m sorry.
I spoke with great determination, and he listened and watched my face carefully, and suddenly he didn’t cry.
Then he stood up, wiping his tears, changing his face, and said, “Sun Myung-kun, don’t be ashamed. If you dare say, try what I will do to you.” I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, this son of a bitch has been playing.
Suddenly he pushed me out of the door, and fast locked it in the bedroom, and said, “I’m going to sleep now, get lost!” I’m sorry.
I was so angry, I hit the door so crazy, he didn’t move any more inside.
I’m worried about my sister, but after all this time, I’m thinking that Fan Dong Peng won’t dare do anything wrong tonight.
Then I kicked the door, went back to my bedroom and went to bed.
But I didn’t sleep until after midnight.
In the morning, I heard that Aoi was supposed to get up and wash.
I turned around and went out to look for her, and she was squeezing toothpaste with her toothbrush, looking at me and turning around.
I think it’s weird. Why is she angry as if she didn’t see me?
I said, “Aoi…”
When Van Dong Peng came out of his bedroom and he saw me, he shouted, “You still have a face to talk to us?” I’m sorry.
What do you mean?
I kept my head down and brushed my teeth. I didn’t even look at me.
Fan Dong Peng said, “What did you do to her last night while she was drinking? I’m sorry.
I looked at him and suddenly realized what the grandson must have said to my sister in the morning.
Indeed, he continued, saying, “I went down to buy cigarettes last night, and you came back, and you were drunk on the couch, and you touched her, and I came back to buy cigarettes, and I grabbed them. I almost killed you. You’re on your fucking knees. Let me not tell her. I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng is too poignant to report evil! It’s a lie. It’s a shame. Who’s kneeling?
I turned around and looked at my sister, and she was obviously fooled and trusted Van Dong Peng.
The pillows are killing people, and I’m on fire: “Bullshit, listen to me. This is not the case. I came back last night and I saw him taking pictures of you, sending them to the outside world, selling money, making them particularly visible, and doing them at the request of the pay-off Internet users, not for the first time. I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng laughs: “Could you have proof? I’m sorry.
My sister is a little confused. She looks at me and wants to prove it.
I pulled out my phone, put it on the outside, showed it to my sister, but I found out that the account number was missing.
Van Dong Peng removed it overnight, and all the relevant pictures!
I look up to my sister, and my eyes are a little blind.
Van Dong Peng laughs: “What, can’t find it? I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry I haven’t filmed or kept any evidence right now. I should’ve known Fan Dong Peng would be so cheating!
Fan Dong Peng shouted, “You’re a fucking make-up, little man. How can you live with someone like Jia-ha?” I’m sorry.
I looked at Van Dong Peng’s face, and I was dying.
I look at my sister again, and she’s disappointed.
I don’t know, I know, she won’t believe anything now.
Fan Dong Peng is going to scream, and I said to my sister: “Stop arguing. If this is over, no one will ever speak of it. I’m sorry.
She then closed the toilet door.
I’m so sorry. My sister is so kind. She’s so nice to me? In other words, if Fan Dong Peng is true, will she forgive me?
But Fan Dong Peng smiled and closed the door, and I was so angry.
I can’t stay. Get dressed and walk out the door.
I’ve been calming out all day, I don’t know what I’m going to do, but I can’t see what Van Dong Peng can do without me.
In the end, I decided that, since I was under pressure from my sister, I wouldn’t believe it.
I won’t talk to them for the next few days and go straight back to the bedroom after work.
At the same time, I was watching the site closely, and Van Dong Peng apparently stepped up his guard and didn’t send any more photos of my sister.
That’s it. After two or three weeks, my anger faded. I think Van Dong Peng knew it would get bigger.
My sister also recovered from the past, but I can see she still loves Van Dong Peng.
After another week, my sister made a few meals and invited me to dinner, and I said yes, and I found that Van Dong Peng’s attitude towards me was better.
Also, on Saturday afternoon, when he got up, he volunteered to buy some food and said I had to cook for myself, so I had to eat at home.
I thought Van Dong Peng was guilty, so I accepted his offer.
When the meal was ready, Van Dong Peng opened a few bottles of wine, raised a glass with me, and at first I held it, and there was nothing to say, but with my sister, the three of us, the more we drink, the more we relax, the sooner I get drunk.
I was a little dizzy, and Van Dong Peng was in a lot of wine and nothing happened, and then my sister was lying on the sofa and sleeping, and he pulled me to drink, and I wondered if he was taking the saliva.
I couldn’t say no, not long ago I was drunk and I don’t remember anything.
The next Sunday, I woke up at about 10:00 and opened the door to wash, but I found myself sitting on the couch with my sister and Van Dong Peng, without a word.
Van Dong Peng came out and laughed.
I wondered, “What happened to you two?” I’m sorry.
My sister looked at me and said, “Come here, let me ask you something. I’m sorry.
“What is it? I’m sorry.
She stood up and handed me her phone: “Well, how do you explain this? I’m sorry.
I picked up the phone, and she was lying drunk on the sofa, and I was holding her, and my hand was in her clothes!
I got it. When was this?
Look at the costume, it was last night.
But last night I was drunk.
And that’s when Van Dong Peng opened his mouth: “Last night, I drank half, went to the toilet, and I came out, and I saw that you were doing such an awful thing with joy. I was afraid you wouldn’t admit it, so I took your phone and I pulled you apart. I’m sorry.
I immediately understood that I was fooled. Van Dong Peng set me up. No wonder he’s been nice to me lately. He’s waiting for the day.
And I looked at the photograph and said, “I was drunk last night, Aoi. Take a good look. In this picture, I was blindly, clearly, and I was cast together by Van Dong Peng.” I’m sorry.
When Fan Dong Peng was in a hurry, he immediately grabbed his phone: “Fake, you were moving! Stop making up! I’m sorry.
I want to hit him! But my sister-in-law was also angry, and she suppressed herself and said, “Do not quarrel. I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng and I look at each other.
My sister said, “We all had too much to drink last night, Mingkun, and I was really angry about what you did after drinking, but I can forgive you, so let’s not drink so much anymore. I’m sorry.
I’m staying, which means she believed in Fan Dong Peng?
I’m sad and sad, and I want to explain that the way my sister looks at me is full of mistrust. She changed the subject and stopped talking about it, and I know that she was still embarrassed.
But I was wrong! I was mad and said, “Okay, I’ll move and I’ll leave you two alone!” I’m sorry.
My sister-in-law was surprised when he said, “Let him go, he has no face to live here!” I’m sorry.
I didn’t want to explain a word, but I went back to the house to get dressed, to pack up, and Van Dong Peng pulled me and went back to the main bedroom, and he closed the door.
I contacted my colleague and said to stay at his house for a while, after which I called a cargo salad and started moving.
Actually, I moved to the last place, and when I was waiting for the elevator, I heard my sister to open the door, like she was coming out after me.
I am very sorry and do not want to explain that, in the end, I left the district with my head on my back.
That afternoon, Fan Dong Peng sent out a circle of friends, and he and my sister took a new close picture, apparently to stimulate me.
But I see that you’re a little reluctant to smile.
I have a little worry that Van Dong Peng designed to get me out of here.
Well, he’s a good guy. Nobody can stop him at home.
When I calmed down, I tried to find evidence, to show my sister that I was innocent, and that I would help her.
But Van Dong Peng was too cunning, and I went through the walls for days, and I looked at all the websites and never found a picture of my sister.
I thought it was too much, too.
But on Friday night, I played a little game at my colleague’s house, about 12 o’clock, and I posted a new website, and I went through a new set of uploaded photos and looked at my body, especially like my sister!
She’s lying on her back, bending over and getting angry.
Isn’t that my bed? I quickly opened my comments and found that it was a position demanded by a pay-off netmate, who filmed him and said, “This is happening right now, live!”
I found it, I filmed it directly on my cell phone and sent it to my sister tomorrow, but I didn’t realize I had just picked up the phone, and the photo was suddenly gone, and the page showed that the uploader had deleted it.
There’s only one empty account left.
I looked at the screen and regretted it, but I immediately realized that Van Dong Peng was a shot for a place, and that no wonder I couldn’t find proof for days. He was only uploading it for a minute or two, getting it downloaded, and those web sites, smell-sensitive, fast-acting gangsters, had enough for a minute or two.
It’s too subtle.
I regret that I decided to pay more attention to the offline, and the next time, as soon as we find something, I’m going to film it.
The next morning, I wanted to send a text to my sister, and I felt bad about her being molested last night.
But I had the phone, and I felt like I couldn’t make it out.
But I didn’t realize that this afternoon I received a tweet from my sister, who made a knock on my face and asked me, “Mingkun, it’s been a week, without a single greeting, still angry? I’m sorry.
I was so happy, I was so warm, and I said, “Aoi, I’m at my colleague’s house.” I’m sorry.
Aoi said, “It’s so hard to move back to your colleague’s house. I’ve been keeping it for you. I miss you. I’m sorry.
That makes me a little sad.
But I said, “Aoi, I’ve been working so hard lately. I’ll talk to you later. Take care. I’m sorry.
Actually, I wanted her to protect herself, but I couldn’t say it.
She said, “Well, it’s a deal. You’ll move back soon.” I’m sorry.
Then we talked about things, but we never said anything about Fan Dong Peng, and I know that she didn’t suspect him until now and she didn’t say anything because she was afraid of embarrassing me.
But I’ve been wrong, and I’m more motivated to keep the truth in front of her.
I figured out a way to get a colleague from the information technology department of the company to talk to him about things, but this guy, he’s a man of character, and he’s gonna freak out and he’s gonna have to help me find Van Dong Peng’s original ID.
I told him Van Dong Peng’s address, and two days later, he mysteriously called me over, taught me a way. I went back that night to study and found a trace of Van Dong Peng’s network!
I was so excited, I followed him for three days, I finally caught the evidence.
Turns out he used to send photos on the outside of the Internet after 11:00 in the morning, and in just one minute, he was deleted. The friends who were familiar with him had already figured out the way and were waiting for him on the new user page of the website. When I first found out, I was ready to film him on his cell phone for the whole time, for the charges, for the press, for the deletion, and for the message to the Internet.
I took the first shot and wanted to send it directly to my sister, but I thought, this time, I had to hit him with a fatal blow, and I couldn’t give him a chance to argue.
I’ll shoot more times.
It’s only been a few more days.
Then, for a week, he uploaded it three times, and I filmed it, and I decided to pass it to my sister on Saturday.
But I didn’t think that on Friday night, Van Dong Peng had invented a new trick in his brief voicemail to his netizens.
He said he could invite friends in the country to get my sister drunk and then molest her face! But the cost will have to be significantly increased.
This trade conversation, in the message area, flashes and is then deleted.
But I’m mad!
Shameless scum! I know it must have been the last time he asked me to molest my sister, and I didn’t say yes. It’s just that it’s been a while since he thought about it.
He then volunteered to reply in the message area, and next Friday he will invite paid Internet users to come home and get his girlfriend drunk and then make a deal. Besides, he said that his computer had always stored a hot-ass collection of girlfriends that he could give away.
This message was subsequently deleted.
I bit my teeth, and he was so pretentious, that I could speak so clearly on the website because no one knew where he lived.
But nobody knows, but I know!
Van Dong Peng, wait. I had to skin you in front of me this time!
On Saturday morning, I sent my sister a message, told her to come out alone and not to tell Van Dong Peng.
I hesitated, but I agreed.
We met at National Trade Starbucks and I told her everything.
As I expected, I was too pure and kind to believe. But when I showed her the video on the phone, she changed her face.
She then shed tears.
And I took her hand and said, “Do not be sad, listen to me, and cooperate with him again, and I took him in his face, and he couldn’t eat. I’m sorry.
My sister-in-law was blinded. She couldn’t believe that people’s hearts were so twisted. She finally nodded, too ashamed to say anything.
I gave her the antidote I bought in advance and said that this Friday evening, I took it, I went home, I worked with Fan Dong Peng and I was drunk.
My sister agreed, and then we said something else, and we left Starbucks.
But I didn’t think we’d find Van Dong Peng when we left. He was waiting at the door.
“Well, you son of a bitch, I told him how pleased he was in the morning, and he went out in secret, and you took him away.” I’m sorry.
He followed us.
My sister-in-law was very excited to see him, but I kept her eyeballing.
I was depressed, and I said to Fan Dong Peng, “I quit, so I could introduce myself to my job.” I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng said, “I see, you were trying to seduce her! Did he lie to you again? I’m sorry.
Aoi doesn’t talk.
Fan Dong-Peng said to me, “I told you that the last time you were drunk, you weren’t finished with Jia-hae, you weren’t allowed to contact her, or I’ll call some of my friends and you’ll die of poverty.” I’m sorry.
I bit my teeth, didn’t say anything, looked at his shameless face and walked away.
Fan Dong Peng is still screaming: “Poor, dirty, scoundrel, go back to your hometown as soon as possible!” I’m sorry.
Thieves call for thieves, I feel ridiculous.
Friday will be here soon. In the afternoon, me and my sister took a leave of absence and came home early, and according to my plan, we opened her ipad camera, and we accidentally put it in the corner, to record everything.
Later, she opened the door and let me in. She said that Van Dong Peng had been used as a storeroom, with various photographic devices, and that the door was always closed and he would not be suspicious.
Around 7:00, Van Dong Peng came back, and I heard that he had brought a man back, and said he was from high school and he came to Beijing to play.
My sister pretended to be passionate, and then Van Dong Peng ordered some takeout, and my sister fired a few dishes.
I didn’t hear that man very much, but I know that this scoundrel must be looking at me, looking at her back, looking at her legs.
I don’t know how sad it was when I was with them.
When the meal was ready, they sat down and I listened.
When Van Dong Peng came up, he came up with every reason to say he was welcome to his old classmates or something.
But I know how bitter it tastes in her mouth.
Then, until 10:00, I heard that. I was drunk.
Moreover, he must have been heartbroken, careless, drunk, asking Van Dong Peng whether he loved her or not, how much he loved her, how much he didn’t care about the outsider.
Van Dong Peng must have been surprised to say how much he loved her and made it up.
I said, “Swear.”
Van Dong Peng swears he’ll die if he lies to you.
I was laughing.
The man, he laughed.
But I’m the only one who knows how hard it must be for me.
Ten minutes later, my sister’s quiet.
I heard Van Dong Peng calling her name, and she didn’t respond.
She must’ve been lying on the sofa drunk.
I leaned my head against the door and listened.
Fan Dong Peng said to the man with a small voice: “Come on, man, she’s drunk. Go ahead. I’ll smoke outside. I’m sorry.
The man said, “Will this work? What if she wakes up? I’m sorry.
He said, “Beware, I know her too well, and sleep until morning when I am drunk, and I cannot get it up.” I’m sorry.
The man said, “Then I am relieved. I’m sorry.
Fan Dong Peng laughed: “Come on, don’t forget to transfer me money later. I’m sorry.
And I am furious, and surely my sister-in-law is slain.
The door sounded softly, and Van Dong Peng went out.
There’s no movement in the living room, but I know the man’s on!
I can’t stand it any longer. I can’t stand it. I can’t stand it. I’ll kick you in the face. I’m sorry.
The man was about to touch my sister and turn his head, my face was so dirty, my foot was on his face, and he cried and fell down, while my sister opened her eyes, and I saw her eyes full of tears.
I beat up the man, and he went out with milk, opened the door, and Van Dong Peng was coming back, and he saw me, and he was shocked and angry: “What are you doing in my house? I’m sorry.
I’m here to kill you! “I have a red eye and I’m going to tear him apart, and the man’s face is bad, and he’s gone straight through the stairwell.
Fan Dong Peng saw me in a panic and understood everything, avoiding me and saying, “Happy, listen to me.”
I will not allow him to explain, but when he kicks hard at the head, my sister suddenly says, ‘Stop now, Mingkun, and stop fighting.’ I’m sorry.
I know, she has something to say.
Fan Dong Peng, knowing that he can’t argue, fell down on his knees and beat himself in the mouth: “I am not a man, hit me, I am a scum! I’m sorry.
But I didn’t say a word.
Van Dong Peng understood and we filmed everything, and suddenly he turned and got up to rob ipad.
I saw him, I threw him out of the back, and he said in his mouth, “Do you want to film me and bring me ipad!” I’m sorry.
“Fuck you, you incompetent little man! I’m sorry.
I strangled him to death, but my sister said, “Mingqun, I didn’t want to talk to him, so stop fighting and your hands will be dirty.” Let’s call the police, tell them everything. I’m sorry.
Van Dong Peng panicked, but I used my best to push him out of the door and shut it.
Van Dong Peng knocked on the door, begged us not to call the police, threatened to kill us both.
Me and Aoi didn’t even talk to him. We called the police.
When the police arrived, Van Dong Peng ran away, and I handed over all my phone and the video on ipad to the police, and we opened Van Dong Peng’s computer, where we found a folder of my sister’s photos, and the evidence was confirmed.
The following morning, Van Dong Peng was arrested and taken to the police station. Immediately thereafter, the photo studio where he was working, his parents, were all informed that the incident had spread so quickly that Van Dong Peng was completely discredited in his circle and his parents hated him enough to recognize him.
But this is not the end result, and the police said that he would surely be sentenced and that he would have been dead for his life. And the guy who spent money on the Internet, he was arrested.
It’s a big deal. I know that during this period of detention, Van Dong Peng will be beaten to death and no one will recognize the man who sells his girlfriend.
I don’t care about Van Dong Peng anymore. I moved back.
I feel sorry for what happened, but in my eyes, she’s still beautiful and not flawed.
Sometimes I look at her, I wear her shorts, I cook at home, I have white legs, and I have beautiful legs, and I’m like a goddess.
I’m going to tell her to be my girlfriend. Record number: YX115kQowRb
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
