His Long Love

Meng Qingge burps his wine, stares at his eyes and picks his eyebrows.

I saw Ji Wanzhou's face turned iron blue and her eyes narrowed. It seemed that she could no longer live with Wang Meilin.

"Hello Her hand was suddenly slapped on his face. It was not enough. She patted her face several times, making a sound of slapping. She glared and asked, "do you want to divorce my mother?"

Xiao Zhang, the driver, swallowed his mouth when he heard the noise coming from the back seat. Madam, you are so bold

Season evening boat will she make a mess of small hands in the palm, black face, said a sentence, "do not leave."

"You are really a thief, annoying!" Meng Qingge wanted to take back her hand, but found it useless. "Marrying you is really the most regretful thing I've ever done in my life!"

Ji Wanzhou's eyes were dark, "Mrs. Ji, believe me, you will regret what you said today."

"I believe in you hammer!" Meng Qingge reached out another hand and clapped it on the other side of Ji Wanzhou's face. "I never know how to write the two words regret!"

Ji Wanzhou couldn't bear it. He really wanted to strangle the heartless woman in front of him, but this woman made him lose his body and heart.

"Hurry up!" Ji Wanzhou called to Xiao Zhang, and was afraid that she would be uncomfortable if she drove too fast, and then came a sentence, "steady point."

The car began to accelerate significantly.

At this time, Wang Meilin called and Ji Wanzhou answered.

Meng Qingge seemed to see the Savior and immediately called out to the mobile phone: "help..."

Ah, it's a long tone.

Wang Meilin was startled. She thought Meng Qingge was kidnapped just like the last time. She learned that she was with Ji Wanzhou. Then she dropped a sentence "pay attention to safety" and hung up the phone.

"Watch out for NIMA's safety, Wang Meilin, you son of a bitch!" Meng Qingge continued to scold, "to be a good friend with you is the most regretful thing in my life."

Ji Wanzhou picked her eyebrows. She is really a rebellious woman.

Back to the villa on the hillside, Ji Wanzhou carried Meng Qingge out of the car with a black face, and returned to the master bedroom on the second floor and fell on the bed.

"Ji Wanzhou, you son of a bitch, you break my mother After being drunk, Meng Qingge swears one after another. On the way home, she has already sent greetings to the 18 generations of Ji's ancestors.

Endure, and finally put up with the voice of the boat.

Strong tongue, with overbearing, also with punishment, but also with a long time to miss and desire.

Although Meng Qingge was drunk, she still knew what she was doing. She refused, but she didn't listen to the command and let Ji Wanzhou tease her.

The anaesthesia of alcohol, and the impact of lust, soon made her lose her mind and let it dominate her.

Ji Wanzhou's entry made her cry.

Ji Wanzhou is a Leng first, and then bent over, gently bit her ear, "Mrs. Ji, don't worry."

And then there was an indescribable thing that happened between them.

Long drought every rain, this season night boat will Meng Qingge toss enough time, this nearly a month of missing, with action to tell her, but, the body of people have been tired to sleep in the past.

When Meng Qingge woke up the next morning, it was already eight o'clock, and she was going to gather at the studio at ten o'clock. So she took a shower and went downstairs to go straight to the set. However, she was stopped by Wang Ma and took two lunch boxes, saying that her husband had ordered her to eat on the way for fear that she would get up late.