Falling In Love With Substitute Wife

If there is another kind of person in the world who is good at destroying atmosphere, then this person must be su Mu Nan.

Night. I just don't know where Meng Ke drove the car to. There was a splash of ink all around. There was only a dim light under the cigarette lit by Meng Ke in the carriage. Scattered in the car, like a dream. Meng Ke is leaning on the back of the chair. Slightly raised chin, do not know what to think, reversing mirror emerged in Su Mu Nan half of the face. Eyes flow, lips slightly raised.

Such a picture is not fixed, breaking the silence and has been a move of Su Mu Nan. She turned her head. Looking at Meng Ke, his face is serious.

Yu Guangzhong looks at Su Mu Nan's eyes, Meng Ke is slightly stunned. It's just that the butt is going to burn to the tip of your finger. He turned his head and threw the butt out of the window. With a touch of the finger, the wall lamp in the carriage lights up. Su Mu Nan blinked and adapted to the brightness of the light. Still staring at Meng Ke, Zhu lipped and asked, "are you hungry?"

Meng Ke was stunned. Never thought that the woman this kind of creature unexpectedly so evil scenery, she impatiently pushed Su Mu Nan away, looked at her coldly.

Su Mu Nan frowned and looked at Meng Ke innocently and asked, "what are you doing?"

Meng Ke micro squints his eyes, looks at Su Mu Nan coldly and asks, "Su Mu Nan, why are you not dumb?"

Su Mu Nan is not happy to ask: "why am I a mute?"

Meng Ke clenched his fist and made a creaking sound between his knuckles. Su Mu Nan's heart beat quickened in an instant. She looked at Meng Ke with fear on her face and thought, this product will not be so tasteless. What does this goods want to do? He's not going to be violent, is he? He's not going to do it? In a series of self threats, Su Mu Nan came back to his senses, like a compromise, took out a small honey steamed bread from his pocket and asked, "do you eat it?"

Su Mu Nan really broke Meng Ke's endurance limit for women. He felt angry in a moment, and his eyes widened in an instant. Before Su Mu Nan had time to say evil words to him, Su Mu Nan said in a low voice: "OK, OK, I know. You don't want to eat. I'll eat it myself. I'll leave it for you, If you don't appreciate it

If Meng Ke doesn't know that people can't be reborn after death, he must be tempted to pry open Su Mu Nan's head to see what's in her head, and get to know Su Mu Nan directly. This woman's brain only has to eat. She is dying. She still wants to eat. Even if she is so frightened, how can she still look like she has no consciousness.

Mengke has never been so angry with a woman, and has never taken a woman like this. There is no way to do it. He wanted to strangle the woman who had a short brain circuit with bare hands. However, his hands could not be used. How could he not put it into action? Meng Ke sighed helplessly. She must have done too much evil in her last life. Su Mu Nan is the God who sent her to torture him.

Meng Ke stepped on the gas pedal, the car instantly turned into a beam of light in the night, and flew out. Su Mu Nan just bit a piece of steamed bread and almost choked by herself. She hammered herself hard on her chest, so that she could hardly breathe. She looked at Meng Ke angrily and asked, "what are you doing?"

Mengke disdained with the light of Su Mu Nan a glance, as if to say, you are not still alive, where so much nonsense. Su Mu Nan frowned, also no longer asked what, Meng Ke is like this, so long she has been used to, has never seen a man like Meng Ke so proud, just like a proud girl. She left Meng Ke, can not help but sigh, this man and woman is really different.

Meng Ke did not feel hungry, just ate so much, after a period of time of fear has been hungry. Mengke driving, gradually can see the night scene of the city not far away, a piece of wine and wine, the city, prosperous, noisy, intoxicated, or filled with a * flavor, qinrenfu, let people be edified, assimilated, gradually integrated into this background, become a small background of this city painting.

There are always a lot of people in this world. They are more like the extraterrestrial visitors in this ordinary planet. They have better than ordinary people's leather bags, have enviable origins, have gifted intelligence, and have smooth life. They have vividly explained what is the "favored son of heaven". Therefore, they are different from ordinary people. It seems that they are always so elegant, Whether eating or drinking Lasa, or tea, rice, oil and salt, they all have a kind of brilliance that ordinary people look up to. Many people in their aura aware of their own insignificance, willingly submit to become a slave to death.

Su Mu Nan is always in a strong halo, unable to see her figure clearly. She always forgets her dignity because of her worship. Su Mu Nan thinks that she is in love with Hua Jinxi without any defense. For her, Hua Jinxi is a stranger who catches a glimpse of her pale life. She has no time to think about it, but she has lost her heart Now, it is too late to be sad, but has already swallowed the heart and bones, into a body.

But biology is like this. What things always seem indifferent when they experience it for the second time. Therefore, as a second visitor to sumuna world, Su Mu Nan has already produced some antibodies, so he knows how to control his feelings, how to watch this monster, how to keep a distance, and how to keep his heart. Put yourself safely in the center of the world and resist foreign enemies.But sometimes, it's unfair for Meng Ke to strike first, and then to control people, because Su Mu Nan is the first alien to break into his planet. Even if he is such a person, he will unconsciously make the same mistakes as Su Mu Nan.

So understand, the emotional world has never been wise, so understand, the world, we are the same natural talent stupid. So understand, come out to mix always want to return. So understand, in this world is really a thing drop one thing.

Always in this kind of wishful thinking after most of the time, Su Mu Nan's world from the beginning of subversion has this habit, a daze, a daze after an hour, in a daze, after a whole day, as if only in this way, these panic time can be a little faster.

When the car stopped, Su Mu Nan came back from his own world. Looking around, he saw a small villa in front of him. Maybe it was because he had seen the world with huajinxi. So what shocked Su munan most was not the luxury of the villa, but the geographical location. Who would build the house in such a remote place Surrounded by dark, no lights, no neighbors, naturally no one to appreciate how strong the owner of this house has economic strength. So is the meaning of this house a little thin?

Meng Ke is expressionless, and doesn't even talk to Su Mu Nan. Maybe she is too tired. Maybe there are too many things to think about, so she can't be distracted. After watching Meng Ke get out of the car, Su Mu Nan quickly gets out of the car and follows Meng Ke cautiously. Since she has just called out, Meng Ke has not looked at her with a good look. This feeling is like Su Mu Nan digging Like his ancestral grave, it was frightening.

Depend on, until the villa lights are on, Su Mu Nan finally admitted that this is Meng Ke's house, Meng Ke is indeed a strange person, but this suddenly lit up the light makes Su Mu Nan more sure of his judgment, this villa is indeed a single family, even there is no neighbor in the visible place, Meng Ke must have autism, there must be. After Meng Ke, he entered the room.

Mengke is always a surprising person. The decoration of this house is not the same as that of his home before, or even quite different. Home can reflect one's hobbies, tastes, personality and even habits to a great extent. Therefore, opportunities do not exist in a person's real estate in the decoration style, but mengke is this This house and the place where he lived are two extremes.

There are a lot of wood carvings in the house. Even the walls are concrete walls. There are exquisite murals on the walls. They are antique. It seems to tell an old and moving story. The style of the whole house is simple, close to nature, with few traces of modernization. It is more like a wooden house built in a wild forest. It is casual and natural.

Even the stairs, are a section of log piles tied into a piece of wood, from the side, like a great work of art, mengke did not speak, went straight upstairs. It was like Su Mu Nan's first visit to his home. He completely regarded him as a fly and let him live and die.

Su Mu Nan may be used to such treatment. She looks at Meng Ke's back and suddenly laughs. Su Mu Nan rushes to the front of the wood carvings. The wood carvings are lifelike, lifelike and very pleasing.

She seems to have taken the villa as a safety area, and then she wandered around. She always felt that the house was different from all the houses she had seen. There was a faint flavor of nature, unlike those villas she had seen before. No matter how much air freshener was sprayed or flowers were placed, the strong smell of copper could not be concealed.

It may be that most of the time in life is still barren, only with such a heart of hatred for the rich. Unknowingly to the kitchen, Su Mu Nan seems to think of something, frown, went to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator to have a look.

Then he shook his head and sighed. This rich man's refrigerator is like a treasure chest of Doraemon. It is really fresh no matter when, no matter where, what you want. Sometimes Su Mu Nan would imagine himself, who is in charge of these rich mansions. Are these rich people able to find the necessary artifact like the snail girl, so that the house, which may not have been lived for a long time, looks spotless and orderly.

She took the ingredients out of the fridge and began to work. She took a deep breath, as if thinking of something and forcing herself to quickly forget something.

Self deception, no one wants to, but sometimes they have to do it.

In nine out of ten people, life is easy, life is not easy, and the line and treasure. Su Mu Nan thought and couldn't help laughing, life is a poet, because he will make you unconsciously become sentimental, who said it is not?