Anyway, she was used to gossiping in newspapers. No matter whether it was positive or negative, as long as Pei Mochen believed in her, she didn't have to care about anything.
It just involved the innocent Jing Feng.
I was scared, scared, careful, careful, but I was still photographed.
She really admired the writing skills of those editors. It would be a waste not to win the Nobel Prize for Literature.
Tell her about her 'infidelity' in a sensible way.
Jing Feng's empty heart just now gradually filled up when he heard Zhang Mofei's voice.
"Zhang Dashanren."
He also joked with her.
"I'm so sorry for causing trouble for you." Zhang Mofei's tone became serious.
Hearing this, Jing Feng smiled and asked, "How do you know it was you who got me in trouble and not me who got you in trouble?"
Zhang Mofei said, "Obviously, those are all aimed at me."
Something that even a fool can see.
Jing Feng laughed softly on the other side of the phone and felt much better.
"Let's see if you dare to call me for dinner next time." Zhang Mofei teased Jing Feng.
The trouble started once we had a meal, and it would be too late to avoid him next time.
It is estimated that reporters are hiding in every corner of Jing Feng's shopping mall waiting to block him.
With his back to the door, he was chatting animatedly with Jing Feng.
The door opened and the man walked into the room, but she didn't notice it at all.
"Haha, if any male star wants to be famous tomorrow and wants to come to me for dinner, I will give him a scarf to hang around his neck to ensure that he becomes famous."
His little face was all smiles at the joke.
The man came closer step by step, with a heavy layer of gloom on his face.
This little woman didn't dare to go out of her way after making headlines. She was talking on the phone with other men at home.
Walking to the bed, he took off his suit pants and his belt made a soft ding.
Holding the belt head in hand.
Zhang Mofei hasn't noticed yet.
He lunged forward suddenly and knocked Zhang Mofei down.
‘Ah…’ Zhang Mofei was attacked and screamed in fright.
Jing Feng heard her scream on the other side of the phone and asked nervously, "What's wrong?"
"Ah...ha..." Pei Mochen pinched Zhang Mofei's waist with both hands, which made her unbearably itchy and her body moved erratically.
When did this guy come back and why was there no movement at all?
Zhang Mofei tried to break away from his clutches and dropped the phone in her hand on the bed. She was no longer talking to Jing Feng.
"Senior, let's talk some other time. I have some personal matters to resolve now."
Laughing so hard that I can't breathe.
She reached out and hung up the phone, preparing to deal with Pei Mochen.
Jing Feng heard the beeping sound on the phone, looked at the phone screen, and curled his lips slightly, feeling helpless, bitter and doting.
A development trend that he had long anticipated.
But what can be done?
"Ah...Pei Mo...Shen!" Zhang Mofei's body twisted like a snake.
How could Pei Mochen let her go without giving her some punishment? She didn't know how high the sky was.
Zhang Mofei was out of breath from being tortured by him, and was no longer able to struggle, so she could only lie down and giggle.
"Stop playing with me!"
Pei Mochen was also tired, and his whole body fell on Zhang Mofei's body, and he opened his mouth and bit her lips.
"I really want to kill you, I need to take care of you."
One sentence contains infinite domineering pampering.
The kiss is sometimes domineering and sometimes gentle.
When the kiss became passionate, Pei Mochen stopped, turned over and lay down on the bed, lying side by side with Zhang Mofei.
Breathing heavily.
Turning his face, he looked at the face of the woman next to him from a close distance.
