Yin Zai grabbed Murong Rong's white feet and pinched them twice, "Honey, it will be very tiring to step on them like this, why don't you let me go."
"Okay." Murong Rong retracted his feet, pointed his slender fingers on Yin Zai's nose, and said coldly and coolly: "But from tonight onwards, you will sleep in the study room for me."
"Isn't it? Wife, you might as well throw me down a few more times -" Yinzai got up from the ground, and Murong Rong had already slammed the door hard and walked out.
"Dantoni!" Murong Rong called Dantoni to the master bedroom, "Change the locks and give all the keys to me. Also, throw all your husband's clothes into the study!"
"Yes." The loyal Dantoni will never disobey his master and mistress's request.
Yinzai caught up, waved Dantoni down, put on a smile and said flatteringly: "Honey, these are old things. Our son is already so old, why do we care about so much..."
Murong Rong glared at him, "Why don't you tell the truth every time I ask you? You fooled me every time, do you still miss them? Do you think about them every time you lie on the bed with me?
they?"
Yinzai kept complaining that she was wronged. Every time he lay in bed with her, he was so busy squeezing her dry that he had no time to think about other women.
Didn't he dare to confess just because he knew she was jealous?
"Honey, I know it's wrong to hide this from you, but since I know my mistakes and can correct them, I'll forgive you once, okay? From now on, as long as you ask me anything I know, I'll give it a try.
Can we explain everything in ten places?"
Murong Rong was still angry, "I'm not your wife, don't scream!"
Yinzai came up to hug her, "Let's go register right away, okay..."
Murong Rong pushed him away with such force that Yin Zai took several steps back.
"Honey, what do you want from me?"
"Are you willing to do whatever I want from you?"
"Except not letting me sleep in the study, anything will do."
Murong Rong then showed a smile, "Really? I want you not to interfere in any of my actions in the future, and you agree?"
"I agree." Yinzai agreed without thinking, and then he became suspicious: "Wife, what do you want to do?"
"Nothing, just talking casually."
Yin Zai suddenly thought of something, "Don't you want to..."
Before he finished speaking, Murong Rong stood up on tiptoes and gave him a long and lingering kiss.
The next day, Murong Rong returned to her original place of residence and applied for an ID card.
Let Phantom fake her eight years of experience, rent a small house in a dilapidated residential building, and Murong Rong starts a new infiltration mission.
At night, in this bustling city, some corners are degenerate and prosperous.
There is a bar called Different Space deep in the alley. Compared with the coldness outside the alley, the place is so lively that it feels like another world.
The heavy wooden door of the bar was pushed open, and several men dressed as company employees walked in. Immediately, the gorgeous waitresses crowded around them.
A man led a customer into a dark bar.
In the bar, in addition to the hall where the rock band roars, there are private rooms and VIP rooms.
Several company employees sat at a table not far from the wine table. Each of them held a woman in his arms, ordered a few beers, and listened to the loud music. They were already drunk before the wine even fell down.
In a dark corner near the bathroom, there is a small table with a woman sitting there.
The woman wore a black low-cut short skirt and long black permed waves draped over her body. She was lazily leaning on the sofa, holding a lit cigarette between her fingers. There was a glass of Blue Enchantress on the table.
She was lazy, with a decadent look on her face, her eyes half closed, as if no matter how lively or noisy it was, it couldn't reach her eyes or ears.
If it weren't for the slight movement of her fingers holding the cigarette, others would just think that she was asleep there.
Sitting as a woman, facing the corner of the bar door, everyone who enters the bar falls into her eyes.
After those company employees got drunk, the woman finally moved her body, casually picked up the blue enchantress on the table, and took a sip.
Putting down the wine glass, she lazily leaned on the sofa again, seemingly asleep again.
Her beautiful face was covered with a thick layer of white powder, her eye shadow was as dark as the light, her lips were the color of the night, and her skin was snow-white. However, her black clothes and black makeup made her face look strangely pale. At first glance,