She said this is also a little change to persuade him, there is a good saying, know the current affairs for the hero.

She made a lot of efforts to arrange everything for today. If what she needs is a bed companion, why would she rather be shameless than be obsessed with him? There are thousands of men for her to choose from.

Smell green face like water, silent, curly eyelashes covered the complex fundus.

"Why don't you talk?" Seeing that he was silent, Zheng Meijia's tone was a little higher.

PA La -

Wen Qing knocked down a glass of red wine with a knife and fork in her hand. The scarlet liquid poured down and dyed a large irregular and ferocious shape on the white tablecloth.

He stood up expressionless, walked back to the bedroom, dressed, took his coat in one hand, and walked out quickly.

Zheng Meijia flustered, also don't care about their grievances, ran back to the bedroom flustered stopped his way.

Her eyes began to turn red. "Why are you angry again?"

Wen Qing looked at her, cold spit out two words, "get out of the way."

"I won't let you go, I won't let you go!"

Zheng Meijia took his hand and hugged him tightly from behind. Her cheek was on his back. Tears began to roll in her eyes.

She stopped and slowly put her hand on the hand that she covered her waist. There was no emotion on her pale face.

Zheng Meijia felt the cool on the back of her hand and immediately grabbed his finger with her backhand.

She snickered, "you're not Ah

Not finished, Wen Qingmeng clasped her hand bone joint, gently twisted, she only felt a surge of pain hit, involuntarily released the hand.

Wen Qing didn't turn around and pushed her body, which she still wanted to lean over.

Bang.

Zheng Meijia falls on the bed.

His condescending eyes did not have the slightest temperature, looking at some embarrassed her, coldly opened the mouth.

"Yes, you are the eldest lady of the Zheng family, the only heir. I'm not happy with your liking, and I can't stand it. This is the last time today. If you still need it in the future, please go to the duck!"

With the last word, he walked out without any nostalgia.

"Wen Qing, you..."

He soon disappeared in her sight. Zheng Meijia was silent and fell on the carpet.

She hugged her knees, like a little animal being bullied. She couldn't do it.

Wen Qing walked out of the bedroom, but did not leave the suite for the first time. Instead, she leaned against the wall outside, with a faint look of fatigue.

Suddenly, his ears caught a small sob, including doubts, grievances, loss, clear in the silent space.

"Angry again Woo My temper is bad enough. How can he be worse than me! I hate it

Hearing this, Wen Qing laughs inexplicably. He doesn't know why he is like this. Maybe she is a little cute when she scolds?

The coldness in his eyes faded like the tide, replaced by the softness he didn't realize.

For a long time, he thought of the cruel reality between them. The softness was slowly put away, and his usual carelessness was restored.

Yes, he is a servant. He can't think too much, otherwise it will embarrass them all.

The next second, he turned around without hesitation and left quietly.

The back is determined.