419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

Miejue Shitai looked at his bound hands and feet, "I speak agitatedly, so I can't speak like this."

The curly-haired woman glanced at the man in the suit beside her. The man in the suit came over sensiblely and untied the restraints of several people one by one.

Miejue Shitai rubbed his wrists, and said with a smile, "There is a word in this world called mythology. I want to know what is mythology?"

Her eyes rolled, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, "Please listen to the man expressing his love to you! There is a word in this world called legend. Want to know what is legend?"

She continued to pause, and looked at the three women in the room, even the man in the suit moved her ears, "Please listen to the man's promise to you! Women in this world have dreams, and dreams are when women come into contact with myths and myths. The reaction at the time of the legend.”[

Su Mumu reached out and touched her forehead, "Master, you don't seem to have been cheated by a man, have you ever been hurt?"

Wei Ruxuan nodded, why do you distrust men so much?

Miejue Shitai pushed her hand away, "What do you know? I just see the social reality clearly. I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in a man's broken mouth~!~!"

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The few people in the room were speechless, and someone in the next room nodded upon hearing the words. This girl is very nice, and her consciousness is quite high.

The curly-haired woman wondered in her heart, why didn't the rehearsal of this topic develop according to the route of the rehearsal?

The answer seems to be... She looked at Su Mumu, she seemed to be targeting Su Mumu, but the protagonist seemed to be replaced by a certain lady who talked endlessly.

The more Miejue Shitai talked, the more excited she became, she sat down beside the curly-haired woman, patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"I personally think that being a woman is a kind of capital, especially in the ratio of 6:1, this capital is greatly magnified.

But the social situation is not good in this society. It is much harder to bump into a good man than to bump into a telephone pole, so as a woman, you have to step on high heels and look for it with a long-term perspective.

It's a long wait until you find that one that really makes your heart beat. "

The curly-haired woman nodded sympathetically when she heard this, "This kind of waiting is indeed very long."

Wei Ruxuan is disdainful, he must have watched too many idol dramas, these days the heartbeat is not as fast as the action, before the heartbeat, the women were all acted by men.

Su Mumu agrees with Miejue Shitai's statement, because if she hadn't forgotten, she might still be waiting now, but think about it again.

Even without amnesia, how could she resist such an impenetrable attack as simple?

The three women were thinking about each other, and someone next door fell into memories, his eyes glistened with water, and waiting was a kind of happiness that was sweet, bitter, sour, and spicy, warm and melancholy.

(=_=|||This kind of feeling really can't be tasted by ordinary people.)

The only man comforted himself, in fact, they men have been looking for the person who has been waiting for the heartbeat.

Miejue Shitai pursed his lips, looked at the expressions of several people, and continued to pass the test: "Actually, this waiting is also very learned." [

One sentence successfully aroused everyone's curiosity again, and everyone's eyes turned to Miejue Shitai in unison.

"The waiting posture and the length of the waiting time are basically based on the number of men you have experienced." Miejue Shitai's slender eyes narrowed a bit, a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he casually crossed his legs,