The Temptation: Beautiful Female Boss

The witch bited hard and didn't want to let go. Tears and saliva were mixed on my hand. Maybe ordinary people can't stand the pain and cry out.

But I held back, even though it hurt. That's the only way for her to vent on me. Although she never did, I believe it won't happen again.

It's probably better for her, I think.

Think about it carefully. Up to now, so many things have happened in this short month. Except for the communication with the witch on the night when we went home last month, there is no decent conversation between us.

In addition to the moment, to be honest, I have not considered any problems from the perspective of the witch. Although I am also a member of this experience, all my thoughts and thoughts are on the things I face. But now her hard bite let me know how bitter her heart is and how painful it is.

If I face it by myself, I don't know how unbearable I will be. The company's accidents, the betrayal of my husband, and the separation of my employees are all enough to make a woman beat up. It's hard to imagine that under such circumstances, she is facing my indifference and rejection.

Women are rooted and need men to depend on them. I don't know who said that, but I know that now I am the only one she can rely on.

From her heart, how she hopes that I can face with her, how I hope that I can give her a strong and broad chest at this time, so that she can have a place to rest after suffering the most difficult hardships and adversity in her life.

In her short few minutes of crying, in her hard bite force, his repentance.

She let go of my wrist, took the paper from the carton on the table and wiped her face. Then, without paying attention to the expression that I had prepared but had not yet said, I went out.

Maybe, I should catch up with her, pick her up and tell her I will face her together.

When I ran after her, she had already entered the bedroom and locked the door.

Tried several times, no matter how to say, how to persuade, do not open the door, there is a faint sound of turning things inside. Maybe the witch is looking for something. I'm at a loss at the door.

Simply back to the restaurant seat, looking at their remaining half a glass of wine and Wang Jin that has been drained of wine, I will drink the rest of the wine.

After drinking, I regret that I shouldn't drink this wine. Whether it's the witch's imitation of film and television works or the need she thinks in reality, this is the last dinner prepared by the witch. In short, drinking seems to mean the end.

It's like a Korean drama.

That kind of stinky and long Korean drama, probably men don't like to watch, a film down a few dozens of episodes, more or even hundreds of episodes, and even watch and see, see and see, see and see again, the name of such works appear, I really admire the Korean women's procrastination and boredom.

is the soap opera with many bubbles in it, which has made many women addicted, and has been yearning for life in South Korea so much that people who buy clothes on the street must pick up shop with Korean characters.

Maybe what I experienced tonight was developed from which Korean drama, I haven't seen it, so I don't know how the plot of Korean drama will develop next, but I know this is the reality of life. If I really want to develop according to the plot of Korean drama, it may really become the last supper.

Women love romance. Even for things like breakups and divorces, you have to find a way to create a movie like plot.

If I don't watch Korean dramas, I naturally don't believe in these things, so it doesn't have much to do with wine, does it? I tried to persuade myself.

In fact, what I am afraid of is that the Witch wants to do something to hurt herself, especially when she has just bitten me hard. My understanding is that the anger should be out, the things that can't be done can't be done, and the things that can't be recovered still can't be recovered, so she died.

Therefore, he turned and walked to the bedroom door, put up his ears to listen to the movement inside, if it is really quiet, I'm afraid it will be bad.

Fortunately, there are some voices inside, like sorting something, like changing clothes.

Anyway, as long as it's not quiet inside.

The telephone in the living room rings, especially in the open room.

I didn't answer it. I thought that maybe I could take this opportunity to let her out, so I let the phone ring.

After a long time, the phone returned to silence.

No more noise.

I'm a little anxious. I think the person who called is too impatient. If you don't answer the phone once, you won't continue to call? What if they didn't hear?

After waiting for a while, it still didn't ring, and I didn't want to leave the door easily, because I couldn't hear the voice in the room and I didn't feel at ease.

Just fight by yourself. Anyway, the witch doesn't know who it is.When I took out my mobile phone, I found that after I turned off my mobile phone, I always forgot to turn it on again. After I turned on my mobile phone, the short messages poured in like a tide.

Ding Ding thought for a long time, the counter showed that there were 50 unread messages.

Most of them are from 10086. It seems that many phones are blocked by their own power off. The number of mothers at home is the most. Now I remember that when my parents are worried, the more I can't get through the phone, the more mother will call. Wasn't the call just made by my parents? Thinking of this, I went to the front of the phone and turned over the caller ID.

It's my father's cell phone number.

I went back on my cell phone, of course, to say nothing.

That night, the witch did not open the door.

I threw myself on the sofa near the bedroom door, and I fell asleep in the constant attention to the sound in the bedroom.

I looked at the Witch and paid close attention to her fingers. There was no band aid on them.

I think it's true. It doesn't take less blood to seal a seal. It's enough to prick it with a needle. After reading it from beginning to end, I feel that her practice is really funny. She asked me to leave here far away and give me money. The reason is that I upset her, she's not in the mood to work

Without much consideration, I tore the note, smashed it, and threw it into the ashtray.

She didn't say anything about my practice, or even look up.

Maybe, in her opinion, that's what I should do.

Sitting on the sofa, I considered whether to accept her request and go shopping with her. What's the purpose?

"Are you going or not?" The witch interrupts my thoughts impatiently.

"Yes, but I have a condition!" After a pause, I looked up and explained to her that I was seriously thinking about it.

"What conditions?"

"Two people continue to live in this room." I have no intention of going around again and simply point out the interests directly. As long as we live together, we can have a greater chance of recovery. I can't touch her now. I can only make her accept me step by step again.

The witch thought silently. It can be seen that in her heart, she was not willing to accept this condition

"Say it again!" She finally raised her head and accepted my suggestion. "But that doesn't mean I've changed my mind. You just know it."

This kind of stubbornness for her is more or less unexpected to me, because before these things, our daily communication is relatively harmonious. Of course, it can not be ruled out that many times she is accommodating some of my decisions. Although it's all trivial things in life, even if it's really a contradiction, it's no big deal, but in this situation After that, I really understood her stubbornness and determination, which was far more profound than I knew.

Therefore, I didn't give any answer to the witch's words, which is regarded as default, because at this time, what I consider is not these, but to meet her requirements first and then go out with her.

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