"Yes, I am asking for something from you, so I have been swallowing your anger during this period." Wen Wan stared at him coldly, "But don't go too far. Even if you keep your mouth shut for so long, you should let it go."
Damn it!" In this world, no one should be nice to anyone as a matter of course!
"Sister, you are becoming more and more rude." Yang Ting said with a smile on his face: "We are all civilized people, we need to use civilized language."
"You are so fucking civilized!" In a short period of time, Wen Wan's bad nature was aroused by Yang Ting. Ciao, she really wanted to castrate this grandson, you bastard!
"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." The more angry someone jumped, the happier Yang Ting felt. "How can you get something if you don't give it up?"
Wen Wan's eyes were on fire, "I play with you, isn't it enough?"
"You know what I want, and you know exactly what I want." Yang Ting winked at her, "Do you think you took me in for one night, had a meal of dumplings and a bowl of porridge, and I said everything?"
Be patient, be patient, be patient!!! Take a deep breath gently, don’t be fooled by him.
"Aren't you going to work?" Yang Ting picked up the remote control and watched the morning news attentively, "By the way, I can't cook, so you can leave some money for me to order takeout."
"..." Wipe his ancestors for eighteen generations!
Wen Wan went back to the room to change clothes and carried her bag to go to work. She took out a wad of money and put it on the table, and said angrily: "You'd better not touch the things in my house." Unexpectedly, he has the qualifications to eat soft food.
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"Try your best." Yang Ting made no guarantee.
Someone glared at him and refused to change his attitude!
After Wen Wan left, Yang Ting took a small piece of wire from the utility room, skillfully inserted it into the keyhole and twisted it a few times to open Wen Wan's room.
The room was very clean, with a faint plant fragrance, which was not like the perfume spread by other women. Yang Ting fell on the soft bed. After abstaining from sex for a few days, he suddenly felt that if he could be in her
It is a good thing to enjoy the pleasure of fish and water in the room.
Yang Ting pulled her pillow and sniffed it hard. Ouch...it smelled so good!
Lying on the bed, Yang Ting looked around the room. There was a beautiful wedding photo on the wall. He sat up and stared at the man in the photo, and a name flashed subconsciously in his mind, Mo Fanrui.
Feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, Yang Ting stared at the photo for a long time and smiled. What threat did a dead man pose to him?
Yang Ting's eyes stopped on the computer in the corner, and he carried the computer over.
A password was set for the computer, but Yang Ting easily cracked it and entered her computer to browse the contents. There was no important information in the computer, most of which were her early photography works and many intimate photos with Mo Fanrui.
"Ah...ah..."
When decrypting the file with a high-level protection password, Yang Ting stared at the video on the screen and was so angry that she almost dropped the computer. Sure enough, behind every reserved woman, there is a lustful heart. She
I actually recorded an ML video with Mo Fanrui, as well as many private bed photos...
Ah... Yang Ting's blood kept rising, these two bastards!!!
There is never a shortage of women around Yang Ting. In his eyes, women have always been tools for him to vent his desires, but now he actually tastes the anger and wants to tear the couple in the video apart.
, even though they are a legal couple.
The woman he fell in love with had sex with other men every night n years ago. She knew that was the past, but when she saw it now, she still had the desire to kill. For the past five years, she had just watched this.
Dirty videos and photos to spend lonely and empty nights?
When Wen Wan drove to work, her eyelids kept twitching and she felt uneasy.
When we arrived at the company, Wen Wan sneezed a few times and had goosebumps all over her body. Thinking of the shameless Yang Ting, Wen Wan opened Armani's official website, selected a suit based on his body and contours, and asked for it to be delivered to her door.
Wen Wan was still uneasy about leaving him at home. Yang Ting was always hard to see through. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a gangster who was cruel and ruthless in taking human life, but sometimes he just looked like a child who had not grown up.
Similar.
She worriedly called the landline at home. It took a long time to get through, and a half-dead voice came out, "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing!" Wen Wan frowned and said, "You really haven't gone to work?"
Someone was in a bad mood and asked: "We are all nocturnal, will we be caught by the police when we go out during the day?"
"..." Wen Wan's face was full of dark lines, "I bought you a suit. I think it will be delivered to your door in the afternoon. You can collect it then."
Yang Ting was silent for a while and said, "Did you often buy him clothes before?"
"What?" Someone's mind jumped too fast, and Wen Wan didn't understand it at all.
"Nothing!" Yang Ting hung up the phone with a bang.
Wen Wan was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said, "What kind of virtue!"
baffling!
Wen Wan calmed down her mood and got into work. When it was almost noon, her cell phone rang. Yang Ting called and said she was hungry and asked her to order takeout.
"Didn't I give you money?" Wen Wan said depressedly, "You don't know how to buy it yourself?"
Yang Ting snorted coldly: "I've never had takeout, so I don't know how to order it."
Wen Wan mocked: "You grew up eating air, right?"
"Yang Ting took care of me before. From now on, you will take care of me."
Wen Wan said angrily: "I am your mother, do you care about your eating, drinking and diarrhea?"
"If you are willing, I don't care." Yang Ting grumbled, "I'm hungry and I'll see food in twenty minutes."
"Pa", the phone hung up again.
"..." Wen Wan spurted blood.
Furious, she found Yang Mu's phone number and wanted him to take the little bastard home, but she hesitated after thinking about it. Instead, she called the takeaway number and ordered two box lunches for him. He was still in a good mood when he left in the morning.
It's good. Now it suddenly turns sunny and cloudy. This kind of person really can't even be served by gods.
Not long after I went to work in the afternoon, someone who was so idle called me again, "The takeout is terrible. Come back and cook for me in the evening. The clothes are not that good, but they barely fit..."
Wen Wan was too busy to pay attention to him, so she threw the phone aside and let him complain as he pleased.
When I got home at about six o'clock, the house was in a mess, pillows were thrown on the floor, slippers flew out, lunch boxes were thrown on the table with a smell, and someone in pajamas was half-hanging on the sofa and yelling.
sleep.
Wen Wan wanted to die, so she went over and kicked him, "Get up."
Yang Ting sat up in confusion, staring coldly at Wen Wan who had blue veins on her forehead, "What's wrong?"
"Is this a doghouse?"
Yang Ting slowly showed a smile, "This is not a dog kennel, but a wolf den."