With her right hand, she rubbed the little bun lying cross-legged on her knees, her cheeks puffed up with anger, "Little bun, that Murong Huai is really a scumbag, he actually had an affair with Jun Mengyun a long time ago!"
The little bun was obediently lying on Jun Mengyao's lap, being pushed into a deep sleep by her, he couldn't hear what she was saying at all.
"Hmph, cherish life, stay away from scumbags, and I'll have to keep him at arm's length from now on!" Jun Mengyao said angrily, clenched her fists and raised her fists, "Damn it, I thought he was good before, but I didn't expect him to be so So playful and cheap!"
When Jun Mengyao thought of the love words that Murong Huai had told her, she felt more and more sick.
She felt that she was still too young, and she almost believed the affection in his eyes!
Hehe, Murong Huai must have repeated those sentimental words to other women!
The more Jun Mengyao thought about it, the colder she became, and there was a bitter grievance in her heart, and she felt so depressed that she wanted to cry.
She doesn't know what's wrong with her. It stands to reason that she should be lucky to have discovered the true face of Murong Huai, a scumbag. What happened to her?
Jun Mengyao was sulking in the room, when she heard the door of the room being knocked rhythmically, "Knock, knock, knock."
"Stop knocking, there's no one at home!" Jun Mengyao was in a bad mood, and said directly.
She didn't even need to guess, she knew that it was the ignorant Murong Huai who knocked on the door!
Hmph, this kind of scumbag is the worst, she must stay away!
Murong Huai stood outside the door, knowing what Jun Mengyao was thinking without guessing.
As a master who has lived among thousands of flowers without even touching his body, Murong Huai knows that there is no more serious crime than a flower heart.
All women expect their husbands to be affectionate and flirtatious, but they are not allowed to have any ambiguity with other women.
Especially for someone like him who has had countless ex-girlfriends, he is simply a scumbag among scumbags.
Today's Murong Huai is extremely annoyed by his indulgence before, wishing to travel back in time and warn himself not to be so reckless!
It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, and I can only bear the consequences of planting it myself. Now, if I want to catch up with Jun Mengyao's expectations quickly, I'm afraid it will be far away...
Murong Huai stood quietly outside the door, knocking twice from time to time to show that he was still there, waiting for Jun Mengyao to open the door for him.
It's a pity that things didn't go his way. He stood there for several hours, but the door was still tightly closed, and he didn't intend to open it at all.
The more Murong Huai waited, the more anxious he became. He wanted to rush in and tell Jun Mengyao that the reason why he had those women before was just to use them as a tool to solve his physical needs, and only his little Yaoer was the white moonlight in his heart.
If he hadn't been afraid that the description would get darker, he would have already broken into the door.
No, he didn't even need to break the door, he could just open the door and go in.
There was a slight smile on the corner of Murong Huai's mouth, he changed his mind and went back to his apartment, now is not the time, he will explain when his little Yao'er calms down.
The night outside the window was getting darker, Jun Mengyao tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with Jun Mengyun's crying and begging Murong Huai's face.
She said that she and Murong Huai did it on the pool lounger...
Scumbag!
Jun Mengyao turned over and sat up, the small flame in her heart not only did not go out, but burned even more fiercely.
The depression in her heart could not be dispatched, Jun Mengyao turned over and went to the refrigerator, looking for a bottle of iced drink to relieve her anger.
The refrigerator door was opened, and apart from some fresh fruits and seasonal vegetables, there were no drinks that Jun Mengyao was expecting.
She rummaged through it, but only found a bottle of red wine that was given to her.
Forget it, that's it.
Jun Mengyao took out the bottle of red wine and opened it, drinking for herself.
The mellow smell of red wine wafted through the room, instantly attracting the little bun's attention.
It has been cultivated by Murong Huai to have a tricky taste, his nose twitched, obviously not very interested in the red wine in Jun Mengyao's hand, and he lay down in a dispirited manner.
"Well, the taste seems to be pretty good," Jun Mengyao raised her head and drank, she felt that she had already drunk more than half of the bottle, and her face gradually turned red.
She came to the balcony with red wine, looked at the fascinated moonlight outside the window, and shook the bottle angrily, "Damn it! Murong Huai is a scumbag!"
Moonlight was still intoxicated, and she didn't respond to Jun Mengyao. She continued to drink angrily, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Xiao Baozi jumping on the window and slipping out through the gap.
"Little Baozi, where are you going?"
Jun Mengyao was a little drunk and dizzy, so she chased him out without thinking much.
But the window blocked her way, she squinted her eyes and shook her head, and said to herself, "Well, this little thing must have been stolen from a neighbor's house, no, I want to chase it back."
After finishing speaking, she put down the almost empty red wine bottle in her hand, shook open the door and walked out.
The floor where Jun Mengyao lived had two floors and two households, so she didn't have to choose, and soon found another household, and knocked on the door in a less polite manner.
There was an abrupt knock on the door in the silent night, but no one came to open the door.
"Strange? Where's the person? Did he fall asleep?" Jun Mengyao froze for a moment, her drunken little head became stubborn, and insisted on knocking on the neighbor's door.
She leaned against the door and patted the video intercom next to the door with her right hand, "Open the door, open the door quickly, I want to find my little bun."
The wind at night was a little bit cold, blowing over made Jun Mengyao's drunkenness diffuse, and the drunkenness increased by two points, and she could hardly stand up.
At this moment, the door was pulled open from the inside, revealing a muscular figure in a nightgown, facing Zhang Lingjun Mengyao's very familiar face.
"Huh? Why is it you?" Jun Mengyao was drunk and distracted, she stretched out her slender fingers to poke at the muscular chest in front of her, "You scumbag, why do you live next door to me?"
Murong Huai supported the door frame with one hand, with a very dumbfounding expression on his face.
In the afternoon, he stood outside Jun Mengyao's door for several hours without seeing her open the door. Now that he was about to wash up and go to bed, she came to smash his door again?
Looking at Jun Mengyao's mellow little face, coupled with the faint smell of alcohol in her voice, Murong Huai instantly understood, "Have you been drinking?"
As he said, he reached out his hand to support Jun Mengyao, who was barely standing still, "Be careful, I'll help you in first."
"No," Jun Mengyao was drunk, and waved away Murong Huai's kindly extended arm, "You are a scumbag, I want to stay away from the scumbag, away from you... stay away..."
No matter how good-tempered a person is, if he opens his mouth and keeps his mouth shut and is called a scumbag, he will probably get a bad face on the spot.
What's more, what about the one in front of Jun Mengyao?
Murong Huai's face darkened, and was soon overwhelmed by helplessness.
There was no way, he was really powerless to deal with this drunken little woman in front of him, and he didn't know how to deal with her at all.
Jun Mengyao wobbled and wanted to leave, but just as she took a step, she turned around and pointed at Murong Huai's tall, straight nose, "No, I'm here to find Xiao Baozi, you... hiccup... this scumbag, give me back my cat!" I!"