After the Internet was hacked, she did not talk about martial arts on variety shows

Li Yehua smoked a pack of cigarettes in the lounge, drank five cups of coffee, and left at dusk.

It’s March, and the weather in Xijiang is changeable. The temperature during the day is warm, but after the sun goes down, it becomes chilly instantly.

Li Yehua gathered his coat, got into a taxi on the side of the road, gave an address, and the driver started the car.

When she reached her destination, she entered through the back door.

The second floor of the hotel is the guest room. Li Yehua came to the designated room and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and before the man inside could speak, she threw herself into his arms.

The man frowned, closed the door, and pushed her away: "I didn't come to you today to do this kind of thing."

The light in the porch turned on automatically, and two shadows fell on the ground, and then went out after a while.

Li Yehua threw off the high heels under his feet, walked inside, opened the refrigerator, took out two cans of beer, sat on the bed, and handed out a can: "Come and drink with me, we'll talk after we're done."

"Don't drink," the man took two steps forward, with the light shining on his face, his expression was serious, "That was an accident, I will never see you again, I hope you don't look at me like this when you see me in the future .”

Li Yehua laughed: "What expression? Afraid I'll eat you?" She lowered her hand, threw a bottle of beer on the bed, opened the other can and drank a couple of sips.

That taste is heart-warmingly cool.

"Anyway, we're done here."

The man will leave after speaking.

Li Yehua called him: "Chen Yusheng."

He stopped and turned back, with a gloomy expression on his face: "What else do you want?"

This attitude made Li Yehua very upset. She hooked her fingers and smiled evilly: "You don't want your Jane to know what happened to us that night, do you?"

On the night of the second day of the new year, Chen Yusheng drank too much with his friends. When he came out of the tavern, he met Li Yehua who was also drunk. The two accidentally got into the same taxi. It was a drinker, so Chen Yusheng had no choice but to take a car with her. Out of kindness, he sent her back first.

As a result, after entering the room, he entered the room again, and went to bed again after entering the room.

That's how things went wrong.

"What do you want?" As soon as he finished speaking, the mobile phone in his coat pocket rang. He took it out to check it, hesitated for a moment, and still answered it.

"Jane," his attitude changed 180 degrees, he lowered his eyes, the outline under the incandescent light softened a lot, he asked softly, "Have you had dinner yet?"

She said no, her voice was low: "Xiaoqing is gone, I'm in a bad mood, come and stay with me, huh?"

Their wedding has been decided, and she is no longer as shy and restrained as before. When she misses him, she will say.

"Yu Sheng," she said coquettishly, "I want you to accompany me."

Chen Yusheng's heart was melted, and he agreed.

After finishing the phone call, he looked up and saw Li Yehua who was standing beside the bed, who was already naked. A look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he turned and left.

Looking at the slammed door, Li Yehua chuckled, with a sly light in his eyes.

The more a man cares about a woman, the easier it is to be held back.

Jian'er's residence has moved, and she has changed from a hotel to an apartment. She has discussed with Chen Yusheng that she will live here after marriage. If she gets used to living here, she will buy it, and then buy another one on the opposite side or upstairs or downstairs. Take his father to live here.

The rain fell suddenly, and when Chen Yusheng arrived at the apartment, his coat was wet.

"Yu Sheng, why don't you open an umbrella?" Jian'er took the coat he took off, "Go take a shower quickly, be careful not to catch a cold."

The clothes inside the coat were dry, he changed his shoes, reached out and hugged her into his arms: "I want to see you soon, I forgot the umbrella." Rubbing his chin on her shoulder, he raised his head and kissed her .

The porch cabinet was next to him, and he kissed him, picked him up and sat him up.

At this height, he can kiss her waist.

Jian'er's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were watery, she looked down at him, but she didn't stop her. His lips were a little cold, imprinted on her skin, and she trembled slightly.

At home she usually wears casual clothes with a loose fit.

After he finished kissing, he put his hands on her waist, raised his head, and the light above his head fell into his eyes, shining brightly: "Jane, are you willing?"

Although she is young, she is a traditional girl, and in this regard, her parents have taught her that premarital sex is not allowed.

But they were getting married, and she really loved him.

"Well," she smiled, shy but bold, "I am willing."

It was windy and rainy at night.

The phone on the bedside table vibrated twice, and the screen lit up, it was a message.

The couple on the bed were hiding under the quilt.

The next day was cloudy, with no rain or wind, and the sky was gray.

There will be showers in the weather forecast, so remember to bring an umbrella when you go out.

The doorbell rang, and Li Meng went to answer the door.

Seeing that it was Lin Misen, Li Meng froze for a moment: "Hello, Miss Lin."

Lin Misen came up alone, and Chen Congye was waiting downstairs.

"Hello, I'm looking for Lin Mizi," she called her by name, her tone cold, "Is she there?"

Everyone knows that Lin Misen and Lin Mizi are twin sisters, but the way they get along seems to be stranger than outsiders.

Li Meng didn't know the reason, she was just a part-time worker: "She is here, please come in and tell me."

Lin Misen entered the room, Li Meng told her to sit down: "I'll go upstairs and call her."

The house is a duplex, not big enough for two people to live in. The decoration style is simple and classic. The most conspicuous thing in the living room is the guzheng.

After 10 minutes, Lin Mizi came down.

Li Meng was sent out to do some shopping.

The heating was turned on in the room, Lin Mizi walked into the kitchen barefoot, brought out a glass of lemonade, sat on the sofa, took a sip, and looked up at her.

"I wanted to ask you how you know I live here," Lin Mizi smiled slightly, but his eyes were cold, "Think about it, you are Mrs. Chen, the wife of Chen Congye. I want to find out Isn't it simple where I live? Right."

Speak yin and yang strangely.

Lin Misen acted as if she hadn't heard it, so she went straight to the point: "I'm here to confirm one thing." She took a step forward, staring at Lin Mizi, very stern, "You and Lin Hancheng, husband and wife, go I went to Cong Ye’s childhood home and set fire to it, didn’t I?”

Lin Mizi was obviously frightened by this question, and his expression was astonished.

The first problem has been confirmed.

Then there is the second question.

Lin Misen raised his foot and approached again, his aura was terrifying: "Let me ask you, did you set the fire, or was it someone else?"

According to her personality, she will definitely blame others.

However, Lin Mizi suddenly smiled: "It's me, what's wrong?" She put down the cup, stood up and looked at Lin Misen at the same level with provocative eyes, "Lin Misen, it's you who can't make me full, everything is yours It's your fault, you—"

'Snapped'
A slap interrupted her words.

But it wasn't enough, Lin Misen grabbed her by the collar, raised his hand and slapped her again.

"Lin Mizi, I thought you became bad after you regained your memory." Unexpectedly, she is bad in her bones. (end of this chapter)