Monica Bellucci changed her clothes, and now she was sitting barefoot, holding a book in her hand, looking up at the people entering the room.

She didn't feel uneasy at all.

Moreover, this outfit was obviously just the silk pajamas prepared in Azimu's manor. The woman seemed to have washed her clothes, because the makeup on her face had been removed.

Tao Zhiming could easily tell from the outline of the clothes held up by her that her heart was empty.

Is this the style of Idali women?

No, there are probably very few people like her. After all, she is a woman who can say that "looks and body are just tools."

Bellucci Monica nodded and saw that he was not sitting on the couch. Instead, he went over and poured himself a small half glass of wine and sat on the single sofa. Then she said: "Tonight."

, I don’t mind.”

Tao Zhiming let out a long sigh, it was so direct yet so inexplicable.

What is unrestrained? This is probably it.

So he raised the cup and looked at her quietly.

Monica Bellucci had a glass in front of her. She picked it up and touched it lightly with Tao Zhiming. The way her plump lips swallowed the wine was quite seductive.

After Tao Zhiming put down the cup, he said: "Of course I don't mind, but I do mind very much."

"I won't ask you for money or anything." Monica Bellucci smiled, with a bright light in her eyes, "I'm just curious. You are different from all the men I've ever met. You hide your thoughts.

I'm not as young as you, and someone as young as you doesn't have that unique mature charm."

Tao Zhiming looked at her with complicated emotions.

This is really a first time.

In the past, he was a hunter. But now, this woman enjoys the feeling of being a hunter. Purely because of a special feeling, she can tell the man she met for the first time frankly, what can we have tonight?

Nothing is needed.

Tao Zhiming believes that she can do it, and she really won't do it for money. For her, the meaning of existing in this world seems to be only to explore spiritual feelings.

Now that she has feelings, she is open and honest.

That's why Tao Zhiming said, "Do you understand why I care so much?"

Monica Bellucci indeed smiled slyly: "Men's desire for control and possessiveness."

Tao Zhiming chuckled: "You hate these?"

"So my heart is very strong."

Tao Zhiming sneered: "I'm just a 23-year-old woman, don't indulge in this kind of illusion that confuses all living beings."

"Aren't you only 24 years old?"

Tao Zhiming looked at her speechlessly, "What the hell did you say... it makes sense. But my mature charm comes from having more than 30 years of life experience, do you have that?"

Monica Bellucci seemed to feel very proud after choking him, and continued: "Since you don't mind, how about we have a frank chat? I have some questions and I want to get answers from you."

After saying that, he sat upright and straightened up. After catching Tao Zhiming's gaze, there was a slight smile on his lips: "Here, or go upstairs?"

Tao Zhiming frowned, hating this feeling.

Monica was a little surprised, his expression seemed to be truly disgusting, and then she suddenly said: "There are indeed some people who prefer loyal and gentle women. But you are not just a person whose mind is dominated by appearance and body.

This is hard to see in young men in their 20s."

Tao Zhiming listened to her talk and said she had a lot of "experience" and asked calmly: "Have you met many men?"

"Of course not." She shook her head matter-of-factly, "There are very few men who can interest me. You don't want to ask which one you are, do you?"

"I don't care about this." Tao Zhiming was amused, "But actually I'm really not interested in you anymore."

If you want to see what scenery is under these clothes, he has seen it. If you really have to experience it, it must be based on the premise that you don't have this feeling in your heart.

Tao Zhiming simply drank the wine in the glass, and then stood up: "Don't think that I deliberately aroused your curiosity, that's why I said that before. You also said just now, different people like different types.

You are not my type, so I don’t need to answer any questions for you. Getting to know you is a very special memory, so that’s it, good night.”

When Monica Bellucci saw that he really started to twist his neck and stretch his body to walk upstairs, her brows knitted together, and an inexplicable feeling of frustration arose in her heart.

But she really didn't understand why this man had such special emotions for her.

From his initial look, Monica firmly believed that she was right. If after a conversation, he could turn into a complete disgust for himself, it could only mean that this is the mentality unique to Eastern men with traditional ideas.

But Monica felt that he was very determined to dismiss the pursuit she conveyed to him. This kind of contempt made Monica feel a little unhappy.

Although she occasionally encountered this kind of experience of being rejected in her life, the other party at least kept her distance calmly, unlike what he showed so clearly and was not a gentleman at all.

"Wait a minute!" She couldn't help but stand up and spoke to his back.

Tao Zhiming turned his back to her and raised his hand and waved, but his steps didn't stop at all: "I took a plane for more than ten hours to come to Idali, and I was busy all day long. I am very tired."

"..." Monica stood there blankly, unable to do anything for a moment.

She looked at the empty first floor with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

She just wants to know why a man who can say "the law is the bottom line of morality" is no longer interested in continuing to talk about using performances to explore the dark side and depth of human nature.

She also wanted to know why he could be very interested in him from the beginning, but then he really lost interest, and now he is even disgusted.

Is it really just that Eastern men have a special possessiveness towards women and don’t like their own such magnanimous ideas?

It didn't matter even to the pleasures that she didn't mind.

Billionaires will never lack women, of course Monica knows this, but she still believes that she is the most special, at least not someone who can reject her.

Even among the men who stayed away from her candid ideas, Monica could see that it was only because they wanted to avoid future pain.

But what does the future have to do with the present? Monica has never understood the thoughts of those people.

Maybe he was no longer interested in himself because he wanted to possess her forever in the future but found it difficult to do so. But just now, he really felt disgusted with himself.

Monica thinks that although she is very magnanimous, she is never dissolute, and she doesn't understand what is so objectionable about this.

It is very rare to have this kind of emotion today.

She felt that because she had seen these problems too clearly, she had become very indifferent to the relationship between men and women.

So when faced with the current situation, Monica couldn't let go of her frown.

If this continues, I'm afraid I will have this inexplicable confusion in my heart in the future.

So she held onto the stairs, walked up slowly, and knocked on his door.

"Just as I admit defeat, can you please answer a few questions for me? This is a request from an ordinary friend."

The door was opened, and Tao Zhiming said helplessly to Ogata Toshio: "You'd better go to the guest room and have a good rest. You have things to do during the day tomorrow, and you have to go to Koshima in the evening."

Ogata Toshio actually couldn't understand what Monica Bellucci just said outside the door. He nodded calmly: "I'm sleeping on the sofa downstairs, the same."

Tao Zhiming stopped trying. The person introduced by Ueda Masahiro was quite reliable.

Thinking of Masahiro Ueda, Tao Zhiming thought of Shana Ueda again. A gentle smile appeared on his lips, and then he calmed down and said to Monica: "I'm trying to tease you by admitting defeat or something. What's the question? Ask me quickly."

Answer, I’m really tired.”

He continued to pull off his tie as he returned to the house, and then began to walk to the bathroom to fill the bathtub with water.

Monica leaned against the TV table in the room and waited for him to come out and stand at the bathroom door with her hands folded. She didn't know where to start asking for a moment.

Because these questions are very delicate psychological questions, where can I ask them quickly and answer them quickly?

Suddenly, she felt that her state was very subtle, as if she had returned to the confused age she had just grown up in high school.

Tao Zhiming simply said: "You are sick. You can't just because someone in this world doesn't buy your charm, confirms that you are willing to come to your door but don't want to do anything, and then be very unwilling, right? I haven't denied that you are tall.

You are beautiful, have a good figure, and are full of charm, but is there something wrong with your mentality of insisting that all men in the world surrender under your skirt?"

"..." Monica Bellucci opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't say anything.

"Look, I used to be so eloquent and think clearly, why can't I figure this out?" Tao Zhiming continued, "Just think of it as, I'm worried that I won't forget you after I get you, and I can no longer accept that you will have someone else.

Just be a man. If you think about it this way, wouldn’t you be happy?”

Monica was a little annoyed and said with cold eyes: "I'm not that naive."

"Then why are you chasing after me now? Even great thinkers have confusion in their hearts. If you have doubts, you will have them. You insist on me helping to answer them. What does it look like?"

Monica was speechless, this is indeed the truth.

"Because you still think that I am at least willing to answer your questions." Tao Zhiming frowned, "But people like me are no longer thirsty for women. Besides, others can clearly understand my concept of women.

What is it? What good is it for me? Or is it because you have been mentally prepared for tonight, and now you feel quite unwilling and empty like this? You said you like to explore human nature, you should explore yourself. I think this is

A good subject.”

"..." Monica was so shocked that her breathing became heavier. The undulating landscape was quite pleasing to the eye.

Then she calmed down and smiled playfully, and said, "How about treating this as a deal? You should also have such an experience, so you won't reject it, right?"

Tao Zhiming looked at her coldly: "Unless the man himself is mentally a little abnormal, otherwise, which man would be excited about the superior attitude of a woman in a transaction?"

"Servant? Lord Tao, how about I wait for you to take a bath first?" She walked over gracefully, put her hands in front of her belly, bent down and lowered her head.

Tao Zhiming couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't think of it as acting, for no reason, you are really sick!"
To be continued...