Vicious Female Partner Doesn’t Want To Do It Anymore

When Song Mingzhi came to pick him up, Dongling held her face and recognized her for a while.

"You're not my brother, who are you?"

Dongling muttered, she would not go with strangers.

"I'm Song Mingzhi."

Song Mingzhi allowed Dongling to rub her face, looking at the three girls who were drunk, and she kindly asked the waiter who came in with them to put a blanket on them.

"Song Mingzhi?"

Dongling was a little puzzled, trying to think about who this was in his mind, and then he thought, hehe smiled.

"I know... your waist is so thin."

Song Mingzhi raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

021: […]

【Girl, do you know what you are talking about! Girl, stay awake! 】

"It's so noisy..."

Dongling shook his head, trying to get rid of the annoying sound.

Song Mingzhi looked at the silent room, thinking that Dongling was really drunk.

She helped Dong Ling to leave, intending to send the person back to Qingbai Xiaolou.

Dongling felt the movement of the car, and asked Song Mingzhi in a panic, "What time is it now?"

"Eleven twenty."

"No! I can't go home, I don't want to go home!"

Dong Ling's eyes widened and he was caught in a tangle.

If you go back at this point, you will definitely be told by your parents to die. It is better not to go home and say that you have stayed with a friend, and if you go back, you will be caught. If you can’t, you must not go back.

Dongling expressed great resistance to the matter of going home. In front of Qingbai Xiaolou, when Song Mingzhi was about to help her out of the car, she held the car door and didn't let go.

"Sister, if I don't go home, don't send me back, okay? Can I go to your house to sleep?"

Dongling's hair was a little messy because of her movements, and the black hair stuck to her fair neck was like a bright picture of warm tones in the faint dim yellow streetlight.

Her face was so beautiful that it was inherently difficult to approach, but that layer of thorns was melted to almost nothing by her expression, as if she had been bitten by a chocolate with a creamy core inside, delicate and soft. , makes the tongue sweet.

021 Closing his eyes, hating iron, this is not the tough guy style that their tyrants should have! At this time, you should directly pinch each other's chin, and it is very tempting to say that it is better to sleep together!

Looking at the rogue girl in front of her, Song Mingzhi had a headache.

She was going to ring the doorbell and let the people living inside help the newly appointed little boss in, but just one step, her clothes were caught.

"elder sister…"

Dong Ling tugged on Song Mingzhi's clothes, her blurry eyes filled with demands.

Song Mingzhi felt an itch in her heart when she called her, like thin vines climbing out along the opening of the heart.

"Get in the car."

Song Mingzhi flicked the little girl's head, but she really couldn't do anything about her, who made her the boss and the employee.

The moon fades, and the sun rises on the branches.

Dong Ling woke up from the pain of a hangover. She pressed her temples and felt her head hurt as if it were about to split.

It took her half a minute to notice the unfamiliar surroundings. It was undoubtedly a simply furnished guest room, but she didn't remember being here.

She lifted the quilt on her body and saw the wrinkled clothes she was wearing yesterday. The smell of alcohol on her body made her a little unbearable.

021's voice suddenly sounded: [Girl, you finally woke up. 】

Dongling didn't open the door, and asked 021 strangely: [Where am I? 】

021: [Song Mingzhi's house. 】

? ? ? ? ! !

Dongling was shocked: [Why am I here? 】

021: [Good question, you made the phone call yourself and thought that your elder brother wanted someone to pick you up and take you home. She sent you back to Qingbai Xiaolou. scolded, and then followed people home. 】

Following the description of 021, Dongling had a little impression, and felt at a loss for a while.

People drink too much, that's all.

Dongling is concerned about other things: [And then, I didn't say anything that shouldn't be said, I'm not being drunk? 】

021: [No, you fell asleep like a pig when you came in. She put you on the bed and covered it with a quilt, and you have slept until now. 】

As for praising someone's thin waist and hugging them and saying, "Sister is so nice", that was a matter of the past, and after it was not asked by the host, there was no need to mention it.

Dongling breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. It's good that she didn't make any embarrassment. As a person who died every day after knowing the system, she wanted to avoid embarrassing scenes as much as possible, because she couldn't change her life on another planet.

Dongling walked to the door and felt a little flustered while walking, so she took it out in her pocket. After a few seconds, she looked at the bank card in her hand and fell into a sluggishness.

Dongling pupil asked in an earthquake: [021, am I drunk to rob? 】

Where did this bank card come from! She doesn't know her at all!

021 Briefly summarized: [Dong Nuo's, she gave it to you. 】

Dong Ling was thoughtful, but couldn't recall it. She wondered if she was a little genius in investing, who could do things when she was drunk?

She didn't think about it, it was an acquaintance's card anyway, so she could talk about it later.

Dongling opened the door of the guest room and saw Song Mingzhi sitting in the living room reading a book.

"The bathroom has toiletries and new clothes."

Song Mingzhi pointed in the direction of the bathroom and solved what Dongling wanted to do most now.

Dongling nodded gratefully, went to the bathroom, and tidied himself up.

Dongling also noticed that the underwear is a sports style, so that there is no need to worry about the mismatch of cups. Song Mingzhi is really an angel on earth, so caring.

After cleaning, Dong Ling blew her hair almost dry in the bathroom before walking out. Song Mingzhi was still reading and her posture did not change.

She saw a few words on the title of the book with sharp eyes, which was probably related to the performance. She said in her heart that Song Mingzhi really worked hard, "Miss Song, I troubled you yesterday."

She also wanted to call the other party 'Ming Zhi'. Miss Song always felt that the title was unfamiliar, but she also felt that 'Ming Zhi' was too intimate.

"It's okay, I'm happy to serve my boss."

Song Mingzhi had a slight smile on her brows. The words that came out of her mouth didn't make people feel too respectful or flattering, but they felt a bit witty and lighthearted.

Song Mingzhi was still a little distracted, thinking in his heart that compared to the title of 'Miss Song', the phrase 'sister' was more pleasant to the ear.

"I shouldn't have made any jokes yesterday, right?"

Dong Ling asked with some trepidation in his eyes, with some uncertain embarrassment.

She really didn't remember, but 021 reminded her and let her know what she did yesterday, but she still had to pretend not to remember in front of Song Mingzhi.

If she doesn't remember, she won't be embarrassed, as long as she's not embarrassed, the embarrassment will be others!

The smile in Song Mingzhi's eyes deepened, and she said, "Your wine is very good."

Dong Ling somehow read something meaningful in her eyes, and when she went to explore it, she disappeared without a trace.

Song Mingzhi stayed with Dongling for lunch, and Dongling also took a look at Song Mingzhi's house at this time. The two things she thought about yesterday achieved one, and Dongling took the opportunity to take the other thing when she left Song Mingzhi's house. also brought up.

"It seems a little strange to always be called Miss Song. We have a good cooperative relationship and are considered friends. Can I call you Mingzhi in the future? You can call me Lingling, all my friends call me that."

Dongling exchanged intimate names very sincerely and looked at Song Mingzhi's eyelashes.

"certainly."

Song Mingzhi nodded happily, thinking casually, "Sister" is a good name.

Dongling was affirmed, felt that their relationship had taken a step forward, and left very excited.

When she left the residential area, Dong Ling realized that she forgot to take out the dirty clothes and put them in Song Mingzhi's house.

But she didn't care, it was just dirty clothes, Song Mingzhi would just deal with it.

Thinking of the task of investing in dramas without a countdown announced by the system, she started another day of working hard to raise women.

On the other hand, Song Mingzhi also started punctual performance training.

"Your talent is very high, and your learning speed is also amazing. I can say that you are stronger than many children from majors. With your appearance, you are sure to make a difference in the circle," said the nearly 60-year-old senior. The artist looked at Song Mingzhi's outstanding face, and sighed softly, "But you have a fatal flaw, which makes your performance like a delicate puppet, lifeless."

"You are too rational and do not inject passionate feelings. This is destined to make you miss the soul of art. How can you do things well if you have no interest?"

After the teacher finished today's lesson, he left with these heartfelt words.

Song Mingzhi pondered this sentence carefully on the spot, thinking about the word 'interest'.

In order to achieve her goal, she has been holding back, and she can't remember how long she has not had the emotion of 'love' and 'interest'.

Song Mingzhi thought for a while, no, it's not completely absent.

Like a little girl who calls her sister when she's drunk, she's very interested in teasing her and gets weird fun out of it.