Ji Mingshu, who was far away at home, didn't know that her cheap husband could still spit out a word of praise for her in his lifetime.
She went to bed early, but she forgot to adjust the humidification mode before going to bed. The room was a bit dry, and she woke up thirsty when she fell asleep.
She got up in a daze, with her eyes half-closed, pushed open the door, and walked downstairs barefoot.
Living in Bai Cui Tianhua on weekdays, there is a refrigerator in her bedroom, so it is very convenient to get up at night after drinking water.
Thinking of this, she scolded Cen Sen again in her heart, stuffed her back here without asking any questions, and ran out to socialize by herself, which was simply irrelevant.
Unfortunately, the deity who is not doing human affairs is coming back at this time.
It's just that Ji Mingshu was half asleep and half awake and was so thirsty that he didn't notice him standing at the door when he went downstairs.
Cen Sen drank a lot of wine at night, and he was not very comfortable when the game was over, but he has strong self-control, and he looks calm and calm when he is drunk, and others can't see anything.
After changing his shoes in the entrance, Cen Sen tilted his head slightly, looking at the slender and graceful figure of Nakadaodai.
He suddenly felt that he had just missed two words to that little celebrity named Shu, body.
She can't compare to Ji Mingshu in terms of looks, temperament, educational background, nor her figure.
After marriage, it wasn't the first time he met a woman who came to his door actively, nor was it the first time he refused neatly.
They are all vases, and I already have the most expensive and beautiful one, why bother to collect defective ones, he is not a professional collector of broken ones.
Ji Mingshu had just drank half a glass of ice water, before he could turn around, he suddenly found a pair of hands coming from behind, tightly locked around her waist.
Her brain froze for three seconds, she put down the water glass and turned her head, just in time for Cen Sen to grab her lips.
He approached inch by inch, his lips and teeth were warm and rolling, and his breath smelled of alcohol.
Ji Mingshu wanted to struggle, but he stretched out his hand and cut her arms back behind him and clasped them. With the other hand, he pinched and controlled her jaw, kissing her more deeply and domineeringly.
Depend on.
Was it drugged? This is it
Ji Mingshu kept looking for a break to catch his breath. Originally, his feet were still free, but after kicking her twice, Cen Sen simply hugged her to sit on the Nakajima platform. His lower body was pressed against the platform, controlling her legs tightly. Yes, as if he wanted to get her done here.
"... You pervert you! Let me go!"
After being kissed for about a minute, Ji Mingshu finally found Cen Sen's gap. She kicked his lower body vigorously, struggled to move her hands away, and pressed his face to push him away.
Cen Sen was pushed back half a step, and Ji Mingshu also lost his strength, sitting on the edge of the island platform, panting heavily.
The ceiling lights were not turned on on the first floor, only a circle of warm yellow light strips was on.
In the dim light, her smoky pink silk nightdress and snow-white skin glowed with a light luster, but her lips glistened with kisses. She was like a gorgeous and pure female ghost with a small hook hanging out Son, unknowingly seduces people.
Cen Sen was obviously hooked.
He slowly scraped across his lower lip with his fingers in the opposite direction, looked at Ji Mingshu, and suddenly smiled lightly.
Ji Mingshu's intuition was wrong, so he sat back.
But she had nowhere to hide, she could only watch as Cen Sen stepped forward and picked her up effortlessly.
"What are you doing! Let me down! Pervert! I can sue you for marital rape!"
When going upstairs, Ji Mingshu was struggling violently in Cen Sen's arms.
It's just that she has always strictly controlled her figure through diet, and did not exercise regularly. No matter how hard she struggles, to Cen Sen, it is the level of a kitten scratching an itch.
"You tell, your second uncle has been transferred back to the Beijing City Bureau this year, how convenient it is for you to tell him." Cen Sen said in a leisurely manner.
He smelled of alcohol, his neckline was messed up by Ji Mingshu, he smiled casually, and he had the air of a gentle scum.
Ji Mingshu thumped twice more, before entering the room, she suddenly paused—
Amidst the smell of smoke and alcohol, there was a vaguely familiar sweet and greasy smell.
She smelled it quickly which perfume it was.
Smell it again carefully.
It really is.
In Ji Mingshu's perception, this perfume belongs to the street fragrance of girls. If you walk around the mall, if the probability of smelling this scent is ranked second, then the first one can only be Fragrant Grandma No. 5. She sprayed it once when she was in high school, and was complained by her friends about the smelly green tea whore.
"Did you play with pure female college students outside? Where did you smell the perfume? You came back to touch me after playing with other women outside. Is it disgusting?"
Ji Mingshu couldn't hide the disgust in his eyes.
Cen Sen kicked open the half-covered door, threw her on the bed, then leaned over, put his hands on her waist, and wrapped her in his arms.
Ji Mingshu shrank back defensively.
Cen Sen said in a low voice: "I haven't studied mathematics for a few years, so I can't even understand the time? How long has it been since I sent you back? Am I so short?"
"..."
It is really rare in the world to be so shameless.
Ji Mingshu was stunned by his logic for a long while without saying a word.
Cen Sen didn't make any further moves. He got up, took off his shirt, and went straight to the bathroom.
Ji Mingshu stared in the direction of the bathroom for a few seconds, then pulled his nightgown and sniffed it, lest he might smell of tobacco, wine and perfume that she didn't like.
Soon there was the sound of rushing water from the bathroom, Ji Mingshu lay down under the blanket and thought about it carefully.
In fact, she and Cen Sen had been married for so long, so they knew each other to a certain extent.
Cen Sen is the kind of man who is full of ambition and desire for his career, but has little patience for women and relationships.
She felt that it might be possible to play tricks to solve his needs, but it shouldn't be too much to raise a woman outside. After all, maintaining an improper relationship would be too exhausting for him.
Thinking of this, she suddenly snorted lightly as if mocking herself, and remembered Gu Kaiyang's criticism of her hatred of iron and steel before getting married—
"The only thing you ask of your husband is not to raise a woman outside, and don't make troubles to embarrass you?! Are you so humble when you are white and rich???"
When you think about it, it's pretty humble.
The Ji family in Jingbei is a real famous family. She was born in this kind of family. She has seen too much since she was a child, and she also knows that the richer the place, the more it can hide the dirt. A very harmonious marriage and family are in this class. It's too rare. It's not easy for a family like her and Cen Sen to be able to achieve love in front of others.
She is generally satisfied with Cen Sen, he is handsome and not clingy, and she can spend the money as she pleases.
Before going to bed, she was still thinking: It's good to be like this all the time, and I don't need to teach each other for the rest of my life, so let's just live a few times like this.
Soon it will be the annual Paris Autumn/Winter Haute Couture Week, and Ji Mingshu has received invitations from major brands early on.
She has been watching shows since she was eight years old, and she has cultivated a good taste. In the circle of celebrities in Beijing and Shanghai, she can be regarded as a vane who is at the forefront of fashion.
Before leaving for Paris, Ji Mingshu hurriedly made a series of preparations at home.
She is not a star, so the airport look for posing for a photo can be omitted, but the afternoon tea look, dinner look, and her favorite Gaozhu exhibition look cannot be omitted.
In two or three days, Ji Mingshu packed seven suitcases.
In fact, for her, this is still a light trip. She still has a small dress in the high-end workshop, and she can wear it directly to the show in Paris.
Ji Mingshu was in a good mood when he was about to go out and splurge again. He was also smiling when he saw Cen Sen these days.
Cen Sen doesn't quite understand this kind of fun that belongs to vases. He only knows that every time Ji Mingshu goes abroad to watch a show with a radiant face, the amount of luggage will inevitably double when he comes back.
And during this period, his debit card will be updated from time to time, as if to remind him that the senior canary he married in his lifetime may be a rare opponent in prodigal.
When Cen Sen graduated from university, Mr. Cen gave him a Gulfstream as a graduation gift. He had less time to sit, and after marrying Ji Mingshu, Ji Mingshu was quite good at making the most of it.
Taking a special plane to Paris late at night, Ji Mingshu slept for eleven hours on the plane. When he woke up, the sky in Paris had just dawned.
There was a special car waiting for her at the airport. When she arrived at the hotel, the suite butler had already made coffee for her and prepared various breakfasts. Invitations and gifts from major brands were also arranged in a heart shape.
The room was selected for her by the housekeeper in advance, fully meeting her customized requirements in advance, and even prepared a small easter egg - the room number is her birthday, and her English name is embroidered on the corner of the bedding.
After breakfast at the hotel, Ji Mingshu changed his clothes and prepared to go shopping.
When she went downstairs, she thought of Gu Kaiyang and sent a video to express her condolences.
As the deputy editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, Gu Kaiyang's presence is naturally indispensable in the fashion week, but they set off as a team and arrived two days in advance.
When receiving Ji Mingshu's video call, Gu Kaiyang was personally checking the details of more than a dozen dresses for shooting.
She has been so busy these two days that she has been dizzy and dizzy. Seeing Ji Mingshu on the other side of the screen wearing sunglasses, and walking up the stairs leisurely to digest food, she complained softly: "I swear I will never criticize you again. This kind of rich family is married, it is simply too happy!"
"Do you know? This handyman hasn't closed her eyes for two whole days! Really, you can't even imagine how stingy our group is! It's strange to say that, when I didn't become an associate editor, the group was quite generous. , Going to the level of the four major deputy editors, they are all assigned a suite. Why did I get a room?! The messy clothes are piled up in a room, and there is no place to step down! If you are a little bit more, you can just arrange us to sleep on the flyover! "
"I'm serious, I don't want to work hard anymore! It's not a problem to be a same-wife marriage tablet!"
Ji Mingshu: "No, who do you think should be the same-wife marriage tablet?"
Gu Kaiyang: "Isn't this what you talked about yourself, and it's not my fault."
Ji Mingshu was about to refute something, but he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure inadvertently out of the corner of his eye.
On the opposite side, Gu Kaiyang was still blah blah, Ji Mingshu paused, and calmly switched the camera to the rear, aiming at a man and a woman who were checking in in the hotel lobby.
At the same time, Gu Kaiyang's groundhog scream came from the earphone as she expected.