Vicious Female Partner Doesn’t Want To Do It Anymore

When Dongling thinks, it's not bad to be completely drunk. It's like stepping into a wobbly world and floating. He seems to understand what he is doing, but he doesn't seem to understand.

Abandoning reason, hesitation and shame, following your heart without any scruples, your emotions are blocked in the negative direction, and you are left with joy and sweetness.

When the tip of the tongue touched the soft cheek, Dongling's mind went blank.

There is an exotic romantic song in the ear, and the aroma of floating agave seems to penetrate the skin, bringing a slight intoxication like anesthesia.

It was just a breathing gap, she was pushed down on the sofa, her back was pressed against the back of the sofa, causing a slight pain to the touch.

She couldn't be woken up, but she gave a short moan anyway.

Painful, soft, and full of sweet, boozy sounds, like sweet fruit wrapped in syrup.

She raised her head and looked at Song Mingzhi who was looking down at her.

Her shoulders were pressed by Song Mingzhi, the silk nightgown fabric was smooth, wrinkled under the strength, and dropped slightly, revealing round shoulders.

In the movie, the singing turned to humming, lingering and sad, like a sparse shadow between light and dark light, revealing an imperceptible aggressiveness.

Dong Ling's eyes were filled with confusion, and his big, bright eyes were full of confusion.

She didn't understand the situation, raised her hand and continued to touch the cheek of the person in front of her, stroking the mole on her fingertips.

Song Mingzhi thought, Dong Ling was drunk again.

Maybe not completely drunk, she has seen her model when she is really drunk, and she has also seen her slightly drunk tense.

She didn't know whether it was Dongling's intention to borrow alcohol or encouraged by alcohol, but no matter what, it was her idea.

Her cheeks were unnaturally itchy, Song Mingzhi watched Dong Ling raised her head, exposed to her porcelain white neck and collarbone, and her throat moved slightly.

She smelled the light fragrance on Dongling's body, it was orange, and it came from the fragrance of the bath in her bathroom.

The pajamas were also purchased by Song Mingzhi for herself. After Dongling wore it last time, she used it exclusively for Dongling.

These figurative things seem to be transformed into intangible threads at the moment, transformed into some kind of weird self-satisfaction and satisfaction that fills the mind.

Dong Ling was lying on her sofa wearing her pajamas and drinking her concocted wine, as if she had become her own.

Then her fingers twirled on her cheeks with a slight force, and they slipped to her lips.

Song Mingzhi bit and looked at those watery eyes, thinking that she might be drunk too.

If he wasn't drunk, how could he act out of his usual indulgence?

Breathing out the hot breath, the neck is dyed a layer of red.

Dongling looked at the central chandelier in the living room, as if fascinated by the dazzling light.

The fabric slipped to the crook of her arm, and Dongling's fingertips wrinkled the fabric on Song Mingzhi's back. She wanted to say something, but she murmured softly.

"elder sister……"

Dong Ling didn't understand why she shouted, but it seemed to be extremely natural... I couldn't tell the reason.

Dongling seems to have drank many glasses of tequila sunrise, soaked in orange juice and pomegranate molasses, and corroded by the liquor.

It's a pity that things didn't go as she wished.

Dong Ling was pampered by her family and raised as a rich flower. She couldn't bear the pain, and water droplets quickly floated in her eyes, which could not fall.

"I've been waiting for a long time tonight..." She said without end, clutching Song Mingzhi's clothes, her fingertips glowing with powder, and said, "Song Mingzhi, I hurt..."

In fact, it didn't hurt that much, but in a low mood, three points became seven points.

Song Mingzhi paused on her body, kissed the side of her neck softly, and wiped the tears on Dongling's face with her thumb.

The water mist covered the beauty's facial features with a layer of pity, and she lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the hibiscus, which was invincible in the rain.

"Well……"

The tip of the tongue is tinged with tequila, which flows into the limbs through the sensory nerves.

Dong Ling's hand slipped weakly, and the cross-necked mandarin ducks were reflected on the wall.

They are inexperienced, and even if they accidentally bump into each other at first, they will be stiff, and even if they are not sober, they will stumble.

They don't seem to be so talented, Dong Ling bit his lower lip, suppressing it and still tingling.

The lips were covered with a thin water color, and the color became more and more red.

Dong Ling covered his eyes with his hands, but his cheeks were blushing hard to control.

Song Mingzhi rubbed her thick hair, looked at her slightly to escape, and said nothing.

"Go to sleep after drinking."

Song Mingzhi opened a bottle of rum, mixed a mojito, and handed it to Dongling.

Her shirt was crinkled against her body, and with her ruffled hair and lazy look, she was different from her waking charm.

Dongling dream is full of sweet rum flavor.

The next day Dongling just opened his eyes when he heard the chattering in 021's mind.

【Girl, know yesterday... 】

Dongling interrupted it: [I'm drunk. 】

[I know I'm drunk, and it's not the first time...]

"I said, I'm drunk."

Dongling didn't communicate in his head and spoke to the air.

She doesn't want to listen.

Dongling didn't drink the film again yesterday, but he was really dizzy.

"What am I doing..."

Dong Ling scratched his hair and was a little upset.

"What is she doing..."

What, did you all get dizzy together?

Dongling: [021, Song Mingzhi is a straight daughter, right? 】

021 answered affirmatively: [That's not the case, but Yanwen, the female lead is of course a straight daughter. If the female lead is bent, how can you fall in love with the male lead. 】

Dongling was noncommittal, it was really hard for her to convince herself.

Maybe it was because she didn't want to remember so deeply that her brain blurred the memory of last night. When she remembered it, she only remembered Song Mingzhi's body temperature and body fragrance, as well as that lingering French song.

She couldn't remember how she went back to the guest room, how she slept, what Song Mingzhi's attitude was.

Dongling changed clothes and washed, tilted his head in front of the mirror, saw the sporadic marks between his neck and collarbone, and unnaturally pulled up his clothes.

She became more and more distraught and didn't even want to comb.

Dongling is not a person who loves to escape, but after meeting Song Mingzhi, it seems that she is not willing to investigate herself.

After leaving the bathroom, Dongling saw Song Mingzhi in the kitchen.

Song Mingzhi cut the sandwich, met Dong Ling's gaze, and bent her lips towards her.

"Good morning."

Dongling said hello and sat at the dining table, waiting for the rice mold to be opened.

Looking as usual, as always.

Song Mingzhi pressed down the corner of her mouth, said good morning, and continued to lower her head to cut vegetables.

Before that, she had rehearsed many times in her heart, maybe the little girl would think that they had pierced the window last night and had some kind of intimacy, maybe the little girl would confess her joy because she couldn't restrain herself from reacting, even if she had a lot more If things weren't handled well, she was willing to disrupt her rhythm for this, and even figured out how to confess her identity to the little girl.

But she didn't think it was a kind of joy, and the joy suddenly came to nothing, Song Mingzhi pursed her lips lightly, and became more and more confused.

Before, she thought that the little girl was secretive because she was afraid of her disgust and disapproval, but why did she still escape after she had responded?

Do you want to refuse and welcome the superb hunter technique, or do you feel that the time has not come?

Song Mingzhi has always been a person who likes to wait for successors, and everything is like this.

She likes to make plans and then move. She sits on the mountain to watch tigers fight, be a fisherman, and be a oriole.

"I'll serve the milk."

She put the dinner plate in front of Dong Ling, her brows still the same.

Dong Ling looked at Song Mingzhi's normal expression, and felt a little suspicious.

She glanced at the empty wine cabinet, thinking that yesterday was not an illusion.

Could it be that Song Mingzhi drank too much and forgot?

Don't know, but hope so.

After eating, she fled as if to leave, only the task system settlement sound was the only consolation.

[The mission has been completed, the current mainline progress: 45%. 】

Dongling wanted to cheer himself up, and everything went further, but thinking about how to go further in the future, he felt a little melancholy.

She went to Nanjia Hospital and saw Wen Han lying on the bed.

Wen Han's state was still the same, quiet and quiet as if she had fallen asleep.

Dongling didn't know where his soul went or when he would come back. It was beyond the reach of ordinary people. She could only hope that 021 could contact the headquarters as soon as possible. Worry about what's ahead.

The box office of "Funeral of a Mysterious Man" far exceeded Dongling's expectations, bringing her huge profits, not to mention buying a 70 million diamond.

Dongling immediately went to Chen Shangshang, who gave her a friendly price and promised to reduce the money before.

"Fortunately, come to me, I will travel with Tang Qianqian later."

"How leisurely?"

Chen Shangshang said relaxedly: "After all, the two of us are not that busy. My exhibition has just ended, and her gallery can run without her. We just went out to play."

"That's fine, have fun."

Dongling heard some thoughts and wanted to go out to play, but he couldn't find time, and he had nothing to think about, so he thought about it and gave up.

"Come back and bring a gift. By the way, bring a manicure before going out? I'm tired of seeing them all. I planted a few new styles."

"Don't do it yourself?"

Dongling watched Chen Shangshang take off his manicure again at some point, and raised his eyebrows.

"I went out to play specially unloaded."

"Oh," Dong Ling nodded, then responded after a while, "You only dress up when you go out to play, right?"

Chen Shangshang waved his hand: "It's preventing me from eating delicious food, I don't understand."

Dongling shrugged, well, she didn't understand.

After taking out the gemstone from the secret cabinet with Chen Shangshang, Dongling kept holding the gemstone in front of Song Mingzhi.

In addition to the unexpected gift of the treasure, the one-month deadline is approaching, and she has to finish the task quickly.

"too expensive."

Song Mingzhi looked at the obviously valuable gemstone necklace in front of her, and the inside and outside were far more condensed than pleasantly surprised.

"The first time I saw it, I thought it was very suitable. I must buy it and give it as a gift. If I like it, it is a worthy gift. If I don't like it, then I don't think it is expensive."

Not counting the discount of Chen Shangshang, the 70 million gemstone necklace is expensive, but for Dongling, Song Mingzhi doesn't like it, it's really nothing.

As for the 3% of the main quests, it's just a matter of fate. If Song Mingzhi doesn't accept it, Dongling will not force it.

Song Mingzhi was good at calculating people's hearts, but couldn't tell whether it was sincerity or rhetoric.