The queen is a little fresh: the gold master, stop!

Chapter 195 Why Are Other Women OK, But I Can't
The phone was connected, but Chi Nange unexpectedly opened the door and came out.

Ling Rumeng hung up the phone in a hurry, but there was no time to delete the call records, so she could only put the phone back in a hurry.

Chi Nange came out wearing a bath towel.

He didn't expect earlier that he didn't take his pajamas when he went into the bathroom, otherwise he wouldn't have come out like this knowing that Ling Rumeng was outside.

So, after he came out, he didn't even look at Ling Rumeng, and went directly to the locker room.

Ling Rumeng breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly picked up his mobile phone, deleted the call history he dialed out, and then it was the one that Wen Tingyun called just now!
Chi Nange changed his clothes and came out, Ling Rumeng sat on the small sofa, smiled at him gently, and said, "Nange, drink the milk first, it's so cold, it will get cold in a while."

Looking at the milk in front of him, Chi Nange took a sip to save face, and said coldly: "It's getting late, why don't you take a rest?"

"I don't care, just get used to it. I planned to go to sleep at first, but when I heard the sound of you returning to the room, I thought I'd better get up and make you a cup of milk." Ling Rumeng looked at his well-dressed pajamas, and couldn't bear it in her heart. I can't help being a little disappointed.

She took a look at how he was wearing a bath towel just now, because she couldn't take a good look at him because of her guilt.

Speaking of which, even though they have been together for so many years, she rarely sees him showing his body.

Although Jinghong saw a good figure at a glance, it was a pity that he couldn't take a closer look.

"Don't bother me so much in the future, I don't have the habit of drinking milk in the middle of the night." Chi Nange drank half a glass of milk and put the glass on the coffee table.

He raised his head and said, "Go back and rest."

Ling Rumeng pursed her lips, inevitably looked at him with some sadness, and couldn't help but ask, "Nan Ge, do you think my pajamas look good today?"

The black lace pajamas, worn on the body of a gentle and dignified lady, unexpectedly has an alternative style.

Chi Nange seemed to have just discovered it now, glanced over and said, "It's okay, go to sleep, I'm a little tired."

The expulsion order is so obvious, how could Ling Rumeng not feel embarrassed, she said with a grievance on her face, "You are so impatient to drive me away?"

She couldn't figure it out, she could understand Chi Nange's willingness to go to Wen Tingyun, a man couldn't stand the woman he wanted.

However, Chi Nange also has other scandals, so it's impossible to just bring those women into the room and do nothing, right?How many men can bring beauty to their mouths, and still resist eating?
If other women can, why can't she?

Chi Nange didn't know that she was thinking so much in her heart. He was familiar with Ling Rumeng who liked to act like a baby with him, but it was nothing before, but now she always felt a little cold in her heart.

After all, what she did to Wen Tingyun is enough to show how deep a woman's heart is, and it would be a bit too much to pretend to be innocent like this with him.

He turned a blind eye and closed his eyes to save face for her.

"I'm serious, I still have a lot of work tomorrow, Rumeng, don't you plan to go to work tomorrow?"

Chi Nange walked over directly and opened the door.

Such obvious driving away made Ling Rumeng's eyes hurt.

She has always been confident in her appearance and figure, why is he indifferent?

Not reconciled, she jumped up and hugged his waist, and said, "Nan Ge, let me stay, okay?"

Chi Nange's expression darkened and his eyes turned cold, he lowered his head and stared at her without pushing her away, but asked coldly, "Ling Rumeng, do you know what you are doing?"

"Why can other women do it, but I can't? Nan Ge, why don't you like me?" Ling Rumeng couldn't help the tears in her eyes.

The tears of the beautiful woman are pitiful.

(End of this chapter)