the next day.

The morning sun shines in from outside the window, and the light column penetrates the wave curtains and falls on the ground. The breeze blows, and the light spots flash.

Zhong Wenze pillowed his hands on the back of his head, half leaning on the head of the bed, and the blue sheets on his body were shaking up and down rhythmically.

Suddenly.

Zhong Wenze reached into the quilt with his left hand, his body tense.

A few seconds later.

Instead, it relaxed.

Sister Mei got out of the quilt and reached out to pull the trash can.

Then he looked up at Zhong Wenze with a grim look: "Hmph, do you think Sister Mei is old and not beautiful enough?!"

"Of course not."

Zhong Wenze moved his body and got up from the bed. On his arm, he could vaguely see a row of tooth marks.

This is revenge from Sister Mei.

Last night.

Sister Mei attacked Zhong Wenze at night, but she still failed and failed to communicate in depth, so she could only change her way.

But the resentment in her heart was difficult to vent, so she bit Zhong Wenze several times.

"no?"

Sister Mei turned around and lay down beside Zhong Wenze, hugged him sideways, stroked Zhong Wenze's strong muscles with her left hand, and her fair collarbone revealed from under the sheets: "Since you don't dislike me, but don't want to touch others, then there is only one conclusion."

Zhong Wenze tilted his head and looked at her: "What's the conclusion?"

"You have someone else in your heart!"

Sister Mei had a stern face and snorted softly: "Tell me who she is, I will have a good exchange with her."

“How to communicate?”

Sister Mei grinded her teeth fiercely and clenched her left hand into a fist: "I will kill her so that you won't think about her anymore. You are me alone."

In the face of strong possessiveness.

Sister Mei fully demonstrated her cruel and ruthless side.

“…”

Zhong Wenze did not doubt Sister Mei's ability at all.

Let’s not talk about Sister Mei’s power for now. With her own skills alone, even ten Li Yunxins are not her opponent.

He looked at Sister Mei who was pretending to be fierce, lifted the sheet with his backhand, ignored the white light in front of him, and turned Sister Mei over and put it on his knees.

He raised his palm high and then fell down, and slapped three consecutive big slaps on Sister Mei's buttocks.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound sounded, the plump buttocks were very elastic, and the palms were slapped up, the texture was soft and it had a little rebound force.

After three slaps, the fair skin turned slightly red.

"Aze, you... you actually hit me!"

Sister Mei bit her lip, a faint blush gushing on her face, and she looked a little pitiful: "You actually hit me for other women!"

"snort!"

Zhong Wenze flipped her over and supported her hands on both sides of her head: "If you don't obey, you should beat me hard!"

Sister Mei left her head and pretended to be angry and didn't look at Zhong Wenze. She was full of a little woman's attitude: "Hmph, who told you to treat me like this!"

"Bold, dare to talk back!"

Zhong Wenze snorted lightly, held Sister Mei on her knees again, and greeted her up again to her upright buttocks, several times.

"Well, stop hitting, stop hitting."

Sister Mei's tone softened a little, she looked at Zhong Wenze with a gaze, opened her mouth and begged for mercy: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, it's not okay if I'm wrong."

Her attitude and tone at this moment would be shocked if several other bigwigs were also present.

when.

Sister Mei will have such a young woman.

In their impression, this is an absolute strong woman, and no one has ever dared to treat her like this.

“It’s almost the same.”

Zhong Wenze hugged Sister Mei, pinched her fingers on the soft flesh around her waist, and looked at her with a wicked smile: "You said just now that I treated you, how did I treat you?"

Sister Mei had a charming look like silk and bit her lip gently: "It's...that's it!"

Zhong Wenze smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Where?"

"snort!"

Sister Mei turned her face proudly and refused to look at Zhong Wenze.

"Ha ha.."

Zhong Wenze burst into laughter and pressed Sister Mei down again. Sister Mei struggled for a while and became obedient.

···

After the two of them were busy for a long time, they got up from bed.

After rinsing it briefly, Zhong Wenze turned around and flicked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator to search for the ingredients inside, and then began to get busy.

"You can still cook?"

Sister Mei changed into a casual outfit, hugged Zhong Wenze behind her, and snuggled her head against his solid back: "Is it true or false?"

"Perhaps forcefully."

Zhong Wenze smiled and nodded and signaled to the black tea powder being cooked next to him: "Wait for a while, I'll make you another cup of Hong Kong-style milk tea."

"oh?"

Sister Mei looked at Zhong Wenze with some surprise: "You can make milk tea yourself?"

The things in her kitchen were prepared very well, but she couldn't do them herself, so she specially hired a professional chef to make them for herself.

"Wait."

Zhong Wenze quickly became busy: "I not only want you to be unable to live without me, but also your mouth can't live without me."

"I don't believe it!"

Sister Mei expressed her suspicion.

However, when Zhong Wenze skillfully poured the evaporated milk into a large glass cup, and made the cooked black tea with accurate proportions, and then stirred the cup of Hong Kong-style milk tea in front of Sister Mei, Sister Mei was a little convinced.

Zhong Wenze reached out and signaled: "Try it?"

Sister Mei pulled the milk tea, grabbed the straw and sucked it, and savored the milk tea in her mouth with a stunning expression on her face:

"Really, this taste is a bit better than the master I invited."

"The milky aroma tends to be thick, perfectly offsetting the faint astringent smell of black tea, but it does not conceal its original tea aroma."

“Not bad.”

Zhong Wenze snapped his fingers, and the same was true for his own taste.

"Wow!"

Sister Mei couldn't help but reach out to wrap her arms around Zhong Wenze's arm, rubbing her head intimately on his arm, and smiled.

"Well, what are you doing?"

Zhong Wenze didn't understand what she was doing.

"Hmph, I've picked up the baby."

Sister Mei looked at him for granted and said, "Not only is she very good at her career, but she is also very good at cooking. She is simply a good place to go to the hall and the kitchen."

"I've also got into bed!"

Zhong Wenze quickly added a sentence.

"Hmph, I can't get on the bed anymore, but I don't know!"

Sister Mei's tone suddenly became angry: "I don't know what you are capable of, but who knows whether what you are saying is true or false."

"You will know later."

Zhong Wenze reached out to stroke her hair: "But there is a premise, you have to be less clingy, otherwise..."

"Okay."
Chapter completed!