Chapter 912

Three women play a play, and two women can't sing a play. Ning Huaihuai and downing'er feel a little too much before they drink much.

"Ning'er, does your head hurt? How can I feel that my head hurts?" Ning Huaihuai gently pressed his temple.

"I'm also a little flustered. Don't go tonight. Stay at my house for the night. Now call home and say thank you and Ning Ning. By the way, and Xie Tangfeng, ha ha, how can I forget him. You have to tell him that he won't think you'll go to a man's house again if you don't go home at night." Tang Ning'er joked.

"Go, go, I'm going to be 30 years old, and there's no man. I don't call Xie Tangfeng. When he doesn't go home, he doesn't say to call me and tell me why I have to call him if I don't go home." Ning said angrily.

"Well, well, if you don't call him, let him worry. Come on, keep drinking."

They drank in the dark. They talked about the past and the future.

In short, the purpose of their chat is that the friendship between them is as strong as an iron pestle.

Just now Ning Huaihuai said that no man would like her nearly 30-year-old woman, but she was wrong. She was so beautiful that she just didn't know her charm.

Zhang's slightly defeated Jiang Qihua is now quite popular with Zhu Mengyang.

It was late at night. Jiang Qihua lay beside Zhu Mengyang, full of joy, because she wanted to tell Zhu Mengyang something.

Both of them are a little tired.

Jiang Qihua turned around and faced Zhu Mengyang. She covered her body with a quilt and looked into his eyes affectionately. "I decided to divorce him tomorrow."

"Think about it? You've known each other for so many years, and you really let go?" Zhu Mengyang looked at Jiang Qihua with an indifferent expression.

Jiang Qihua was surprised to see his expression. She knew that Zhu Mengyang didn't like to laugh. But she felt that after she told him about it, she could make him happy, but she didn't get Zhu Mengyang's smiling face. It was still a faint expression.

"Think about it, our relationship has long been broken," said Jiang Qihua.

"It's already broken? It broke before you met me? Then why didn't you break up with him before you met me again?" Zhu Mengyang asked several questions rationally.

The reason why Zhu Mengyang asks so many questions is to determine whether Jiang Qihua loves herself or because of temporary psychological sustenance. He knew too many women, but in the end, few could be affected, not because of his temper, but also because he had a special hobby.

When Jiang Qihua heard him ask so many questions, she didn't know how to answer for a moment. She even thought to herself: why didn't she divorce her boyfriend before meeting Zhu Mengyang.

She didn't know why she didn't divorce when she learned that her husband had lost millions in gambling. Is it because I can't give up, I can't give up so many years of feelings.

Jiang Qihua thought about her relationship with Zhu Mengyang. She felt that Zhu Mengyang was only happy for a while and was willing to be with herself. After all, there were so many women in the company who liked Zhu Mengyang and were all young girls, but Zhu Mengyang didn't agree.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Zhu Mengyang said, "go, I'll show you something."

"What is it?" asked Jiang Qihua.

"Just follow me."

Jiang Qihua followed Zhu Mengyang to the basement of the villa. There were lights on the walls on both sides of the stairs below the basement, emitting dim lights. She could just see the road under her feet.

Jiang Qihua saw Zhu Mengyang open the door of the basement with the key. She followed him in.

After entering, she looked at the furnishings in the basement and trembled. It was a realistic version of "50 degrees gray".

She thought only the characters in the film had that special hobby. She didn't expect to meet such people in real life.

"Have you seen that movie?" Zhu Mengyang stood in front of Jiang Qihua, and Wei'an's body stood in front of her. Jiang Qihua didn't look up, but she could see the eagle Falcon like eyes. Of course she had seen that movie, and she liked it very much.

Because I like it very much, I also imagined that I was the heroine in the film.

"Yes." Jiang Qihua told the truth.

"Do you like it? Do you want to be the heroine in it? I can be the hero in it. If you agree to be the heroine in it, I'll take you on a private plane tomorrow." Zhu Mengyang looked indifferent.

"Yes." Jiang Qihua lowered her head by those eyes.

Zhu Mengyang suddenly picked her up and hugged her to the special bed, which can fix the people on the bed, just like the bed of a patient in a psychosis.

Zhu Mengyang fixed Jiang Qihua and began to do what the hero did in the film.

At the same time, Zhu Mengyang took out the remote control, pressed it a few times, and the movie "50 degrees gray" began to play on the wall.

Jiang Qihua looked at Zhu Mengyang while watching the film. Her body no longer trembled, but wanted more. Now she likes Zhu Mengyang to do things like those in the film, and her heart is full of thoughts.

This night, in their lives, is a sleepless night. It may not be the first time for Zhu Mengyang. He has tried many times.

But it was the first time for Jiang Qihua. She never thought that her dream would come true, that she would meet such a rich man, or that she would be able to complete their communication in that way like the man in her dream.

Jiang Qihua's boring life was once again read to break, as if she had saved her.

She felt that only such stimulation could make her feel alive. She didn't want to live in hopelessness all the time.

After Zhu Mengyang finished everything in the film, he was also satisfied. He looked at Jiang Qihua who was weak in bed and felt pity in his heart. He untied the rope and picked it up.

When Jiang Qihua entered Zhu Mengyang's arms, she felt a trace of warmth, and her cold body was warmed instantly. It felt like jumping into a hot spring. It was very comfortable.