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In fact, it may be that the young woman is reaching the age of being as fierce as a wolf, or my desire has been deeply discovered by Zhuo Yang.
I actually think this kind of life is pretty good.
To be honest, Zhuo Yang is really a good friend. He has better physical strength and more tricks than before. Unlike before when he only knew how to hit me hard, he is now more considerate and less violent.
Of course, I'm not a fool. I naturally don't want to get entangled with Zhuo Yang, but Zhuo Yang's words immediately blocked my way out.
"This house of yours... seems to be exchanged for the jewelry I gave you?"
In front of the powerful reality of money, I had to bow my head. Besides, I had always been determined to spend Zhuoyang's money and enjoy his body, and now I seemed to be realizing my wish step by step.
In a word, being a lover is always better than being a wife.
This is such a sad reality.
Just like that, Zhuoyang and I started this kind of hot friend life where we would chat and have sex together every now and then.
In fact, it doesn’t affect me too much, because it’s only two or three fixed days a week. Although Zhuoyang’s physical strength is abnormally good sometimes, I won’t be affected too much.
On the contrary, my skin became better because of the taste of men. Even Ding Wei suspected that I had kept a little wolfdog.
I laughed, "No, it's not." It's just that the little wolfdog's name is Zhuoyang.
A writer once said that a woman's vagina leads to her heart. Do you think that if Zhuo Yang and I continue like this, I will fall in love with him again sooner or later
In fact, I know myself that Zhuo Yang is the person I have always liked, and it is not so easy to give up.
But there is a limit to being a masochist. What I have learned now is to love myself more, and I believe in one thing.
No matter why Zhuoyang continued to sleep with me, there were many reasons.
But the only reason it's impossible is that he loves me.
Since there is no love, everything is simple.
I no longer had any thoughts about Zhuoyang and just regarded this as a game between us as an unmarried couple.
Zhuoyang would text me every time before coming over. He was such a big shot, not only did he want to sleep in my house and mess with my people, he also ate my food.
I tolerated it the first and second times, but the third time I couldn't stand it anymore and refused.
"Sorry, we don't provide any other services."
Zhuo Yang was stunned, but responded quickly.
"So, what services do you provide?"
I was stunned... I almost dropped the phone with my hand holding it. I was thinking, is Zhuo Yang flirting with me
However, it doesn't seem to be suitable for our identity.
So I didn't reply.
That day, Zhuoyang came as expected. I simply cooked two dishes and I did it on purpose, neither of them were what Zhuoyang liked.
Even the ones he hated.
Sure enough, he turned his mouth away in disgust, but in the end he frowned and ate it all bite by bite.
This proves that men are truly masochistic creatures.
In the past, I would find all kinds of ways to prepare food for Zhuoyang, whether it was something flying in the sky or something crawling on the ground. As long as I could think of it, I would prepare it for Zhuoyang.
But no matter how much I tried, it was hard to get his smile.
But now, I am tired and no longer want to serve you, but he is lying at my feet like a slut begging for caressing and stroking his fur...
All I can really say is that life is a wonderful encounter.
When I was washing dishes at night, I heard Zhuoyang vomiting in the bathroom.
Ouch, it seems I'm allergic.
By the way, Zhuoyang can't eat taro, he will definitely be allergic to it. So in those years, no matter how much I liked to eat it, taro would not appear in our house.
But now it's different—
This is my house, I can eat whatever I want.
As for Zhuo Yang... who is that passerby? !
After washing the dishes, Zhuo Yang's handsome face was swollen like a pig's head, and he looked at me pitifully.
I was very happy in my heart, but I looked serious on the surface.
“You’re allergic?”
Zhuo Yang hummed, his voice a little hoarse because he had just vomited. His red nose and dark eyes made him look a little cute.
"The medicine box is next to the TV cabinet... go get it yourself." I peeled an apple for myself and sat on the sofa to eat it happily.
Seeing that I had no intention of helping, Zhuo Yang lowered his shoulders and went to apply medicine to himself pitifully and clumsily.
I saw that he struggled for a long time but didn't make any progress.
"Forget it... bring it here... let me take a look..."
Zhuoyang slept on my legs and I applied ointment on him.
He blinked pitifully, and seeing that I was unmoved, he finally coughed and said, "Is there nothing to eat at home? Do you have to cook taro?"
"Oh?" I laughed, "You also know that you have nothing to eat... You only give me 3,000 yuan a month in alimony... Do you think it's enough?"
If I was not mistaken, I saw a flash of guilt on Zhuo Yang's face.
Actually, I'm just talking. I'm not extravagant. I still have the jewelry that Zhuoyang gave me before, and Ding Wei also treats me well. Not only am I not short of money, I'm also a wealthy woman with a small balance.
However, how could I tell Zhuo Yang about this
However, after I complained, Zhuoyang raised the monthly alimony to 30,000 yuan. It was a leap in both quality and quantity.
Not only that, he also gave me a secondary card. I didn’t check the balance, but I think it should be quite high.
Maybe because of the lesson I learned from Taro that night, Zhuoyang became unusually generous to me.
I should have had the nerve to throw the card in his face and tell him he didn't need to insult me with money...
But I didn’t. I took Zhuoyang’s card to the department store and bought a super luxurious king-size bed.
Anyway, the bed in my bedroom is too small.
The small double bed has to carry Zhuoyang's galloping lion, and it makes me feel painful just thinking about it.
Life is peaceful and calm.
Zhuoyang and I maintained our underground relationship well. Occasionally, I would read the newspaper and see news about Zhuoyang appearing with other women.
I felt a little depressed at the beginning, but slowly, maybe time really diluted everything.
I suddenly felt that this was...no big deal.
Everything was fine, but what surprised me a little was Song Yu.
Ever since Hu Ling was rejected when he tried to pick a fight with Ding Wei, he hasn't appeared in front of me for a long time.
Song Yu comes here often.
The little brat still had that arrogant look on his face, and he would raise his nose when talking to everyone he met. But I knew his personality, he was awkward but cute, so I didn't take it to heart.
Moreover, I have some sympathy for Song Yu.
Such a beautiful young man, with perfect family and appearance, but he has no sense of taste.
What a miserable life it would be if you couldn't taste the delicacies of the world.
The little kid initially looked down on my sympathy, but slowly his attitude changed after I was able to make him delicious snacks.
Li Ruobing is really popular recently. The scripts he writes are getting more and more stupid, but the ratings remain high.
This time, Song Yu plays a rebellious teenager in her new play "x Kiss to Fall in Love". The heroine is of course Hu Ling, who plays a kind and gentle teacher.
It's a clichéd teacher-student love story, but it has attracted a lot of attention because of Song Yu's appearance and the melodramatic and brainless lines.
However, as the object of attention, our male protagonist Song Yu is not happy at all.
For almost the past half month, he was afraid to come here after work and complained about all kinds of things.
"I need to brush my teeth."
That day, Song Yu came and directly made this request.
My mind raced and an idea slowly emerged in my mind.
"You and Hu Ling; filmed a kissing scene?"
"Gu~~(snt)b..." Song Yu did not answer, but stroked the trash can and started vomiting violently.
I was a bit gloating, and when I handed Song Yu a bottle of mineral water, I didn't forget to add insult to injury, "Hu Ling is not bad... She's quite cute..."
"Gu~~(snt)b..." Song Yu vomited again, and did not forget to glare at me fiercely, "Do you have to say these things to disgust me?"
I have to say, Song Yu's expression pleased me.
I stroked his back, curious.
Song Yu is a very defensive person. Even though they are filming a movie, given how much he hates Hu Ling, he will definitely not let Hu Ling kiss him.
How did Hu Ling succeed this time
"I was originally using a borrowed camera position... but that bitch said you came to see me... I was so happy... that she kissed me right on the spot..."
I was a little dumbfounded... It was because of me
"It's all your fault... You never come to visit the set..."
"… "
I actually felt like making an excuse. It didn't seem appropriate for me to visit the set.
If Song Yu’s group of brainless fans found out, I would be eaten alive.
Seeing me in a daze, Song Yu looked displeased. He wiped his mouth and came over to pinch my face.
"What have you eaten recently? You seem to have gained weight? Your face has become round..."
Fuck! You can say a woman is young and beautiful, but you can’t say she is fat!
I was furious! I pushed Song Yu away and said harshly, "Am I fat? I just have good skin because I am moisturized, okay!"
Song Yu is indeed an ice-crystal boy. If it were Ding Wei, she would immediately ask back with narrowed fox eyes.
"Moisturizing, which wild man moisturized you?"
I was secretly breathing a sigh of relief, luckily Song Yu didn't know.
But-
It seems that I was too relieved too early. Song Yu had already reacted and was squinting his eyes with a suspicious look on his face.
"What nourishment?"
I laughed stupidly, "No way... I mean my life has been going pretty well lately... so I've been getting better... haha... so I've gained weight..."
In order to change the topic, I thought I was smart and changed it to a new one.
"By the way... You're so angry, could that be your first kiss on screen..." Seeing Song Yu's gloomy face, I realized belatedly, "Not only your first kiss on screen? But also your first kiss in real life?"
Song Yu's expression was so ugly that it could no longer be described.
It's just—
Inhumane.