Perfect Feast

With a slight exaggeration, Liu Yang opened his mouth and exclaimed: “Oops... honey, are you the biggest? Let go, or Xiaoyu's father will turn into an ear..."

“What an ear, you're still unicorn. Let me tell you something, Liu Yang, bring them all together. It's me and Zhang Hui. Don't you ever tell me what you're gonna do, and I don't want to hear how pathetic they are. These people and Zhang Hui will scrutinize strictly. If everything is irrelevant, you can never stay. This is my bottom line. If you don't want to, let's... Me and Zhang Hui quit, and you will never see the children of both of us...”

“Uh...” She just threatened to take one, and now it's two!

No? How dare you!

However, from Zhao Jing-jing's voice, he has heard Zhao Jing-jing's intentions. As if... she was going to give herself this huge rear palace gatekeeper, qualified to stay, disqualified to kick out, but didn't mean to kill them all.

Liu Yang did not know why Zhao Jingjing thought so in the little head melon, but since that was the case, he was relieved. After all, from the current trend, I am no longer an ordinary young man, afraid that my name will become more and more familiar as my status increases.

At this time, Zhao Jing Jing came to such a small hand, it is not a bad thing.

“Thank you, Jing Jing, I know that you truly love me, think for me...” Liu Yang whispered, Zhao Jing Jing lay still in Liu Yang's arms. Liu Yang raised his head and found that Zhao Jing Jing's eyes still had teardrops, but he had gone to sleep.

Too much energy was consumed, and Zhao Jingjing had no energy to think about too much more because of the complete release of resentment. Whatever happens in the future, sleep well before you have the spirit to face the story of tomorrow.

What happened tonight was an emotional struggle between men and women. Don't say outsiders, it's up to your client not to know who won the final victory!

Perhaps there are no winners in this kind of thing. Without a winner, we can't talk about losing.

Perhaps Zhao Jing Jing also has a lot of helplessness. But even though you can shout women half the time, the world is still dominated by men.

Otherwise, the so-called strong women will not be used, and they will hang themselves on their mouths all the time.

Just as the nation and the people have been hanging fishing islands on their mouths all these years, you care so much because these places are actually not in your hands right now.

Otherwise, why didn't you hear everyone say Shanxi was Chinese? Or is Shandong Chinese?

This is because, needless to say, there is no dispute, these are the places!

Of course, the reasons for this reality are complex. Thousands of years have passed since matrilineal society was transformed into patrilineal society, and it may well be true that it will return in the future.

But at least not yet. This transformation requires qualitative change in many ways, not just by shouting two sentences.

From now on, however, this phenomenon is not entirely hopeless. Can't you see that women are fighting now, and men are fighting for that goal?

Otherwise, why are there all these Korean clothes all over the street, and the screens are filled with creamy little students talking softly, no manly style, more like women than men playing TV dramas?

Master Kim leans on Zhang in heaven. What kind of men is that? But Ma Jingtao ruined his life. Even a tantrum is like a sickness free groan. Lord Jin, the fact that some people still see the taste is not to say a major proof of men's efforts to become feminized.

Again... I really don't want to talk about the star of the theatre sheep.

It's a little too much, so there's a suspicion of water filling. But Liu Yang didn't know what the water was, pity, his body didn't dare to move, so he held Zhao Jing to sleep.

Liu Yang woke up from his sleep when the sun was raging in the sky.

He can't remember how he fell asleep in the morning. But when he opened his eyes, he found Zhao Jingjing was no longer with him. After getting out of bed and solving the problem of physiological excretion, he turned a little confused to Liu Yang in the mirror.

Clear, dark rows of teeth on the chest have amply illustrated what happened yesterday. That row had already faded, it should have been left inside room 1206 of Huayun Grand Hotel, Yang Qiqi, that row of fresh toothmarks, but it showed that his actions had overthrown the vinegar jar of the family.

Luckily, Zhao Jingjing didn't notice this row of teeth last night. Otherwise...

While thinking about it, Liu Yang's face showed a slight bitter smile. After brushing, he came out of the bathroom and looked at the watch placed on the nightstand. Liu Yang was still dreaming.

10: 40... I'm late for my first work. Fortunately, the city of Binhai itself does not need to ask for leave from whom, otherwise it may be withheld from wages.

Downstairs in the living room, Zhao Jing Jing and Zhang Hui sat together intimately, whispering something. Two concave Lingling figures, both almost flawlessly sophisticated faces leaning together, like two blooming flowers.

The strangest thing is, both of them look like laughs. They don't look black at all like they used to be together. This makes Liu Yang even more confused. I don't know what the hell is going on?

After one night yesterday, the world has changed, unconsciously?

Look at Zhang Hui and Zhao Jingjing wearing homewear, no socks fine little feet white raw kicking slippers, Liu Yang felt that his eyes must be wrong.

Did Zhang Hui live here last night? Didn't even go back to her house?

After seeing Liu Yang down, Zhang Hui stood up and glanced at the man, slowly and carefully walked back to the room. Zhao Jingjing ignored Liu Yang. He stood up and walked to the door. He shouted to the outside: “Xiao Mei, bring up the hot meal...”

Then he turned around and swept Liu Yang indifferently towards the direction of the stairs.

What's that supposed to mean?

Liu Yang didn't understand, and dared not stop her to ask! Bitter smiled, walked straight to the door to change shoes, touched the bag on the shoe cabinet, pulled the door open and went out.

At this time, Xiao Mei and Xiaoping came in with Liu Haoyu in their arms and saw Liu Yang holding the bag. Xiao Mei asked in confusion: "Are you going to work on Saturday? Shall we bring you dinner? ”

It's Saturday?

Though, by the time Liu Yang arrived, Saturday Sunday or something was meaningless, he really didn't know it was Saturday.

I thought it was Zhao Jing Jing who wanted to come and was still angry with himself, so I didn't call myself. But it's Saturday? Statutory days without going to work.

Turning back and looking at the empty stairs, Liu Yang sighed deeply. The heart says that a vinegar can that will explode any minute upstairs, and there is a woman in the room who doesn't know if she's scared. The house can't stay, she still has 36 plans.

“No, I'll eat it outside...” Liu Yang pulled the door open just two steps forward and listened behind him "Bang!” A pillow came down from the second floor and hit Liu Yang on the brick floor just behind him.

With a stunned look up, Zhao Jingjing's voice suddenly floated down: “You are not allowed to go anywhere for two days, just stay at home...”

Look, there's a demon shadow by the window upstairs, but isn't that Zhao Jing Jing's voice?

“Wouldn't you be so enthusiastic if you wanted me to stay home with your son?” Liu Yang turned back and bent over to pick it up from the ground. He kept pillowing and walked back.

At this time, it is best not to stimulate Zhao Jingjing. What manly style? Fire in your backyard. Can you watch it?

Put the bag back where it belongs, very unimaginable to hold the pillow upstairs and see Zhao Jingjing leaning against the bed. Liu Yang put the pillow down and was about to talk with a talkative look on his face. Zhao Jingjing turned his white eyes and said coldly: “Leave me alone here, where should I go..."

“Uh...” Liu Yangxin said that I wanted to go to the unit just now, didn't you give the order not to let go?

“Someone's leaving in a few days. Aren't you going to comfort them?” When Liu Yang stood still and looked at himself, Zhao Jing couldn't help but be angry and laughed: “Sister is pregnant with a child, don't mess with the mess in my house...”

“Uh...” Liu Yang said again without a word.

However, the more Zhao Jingjing said that, the more he dared not move the place: “Hey, honey, I'm not going anywhere, I'll be at home with you...”

A smile on his face, a handsome face, but what does that image look like?

I don't know how. When I saw Liu Yang like this, Zhao Jing Jing's chest burst out angry and the smoke dissipated. This man, but the father of his own child, is the man he will hold to for the rest of his life. What a handsome, brilliant man, being pushed so low by himself?

What do you want? Driving him crazy makes him happy?

He is used to the erotic life of the world's children, and is in this position of Liu Yang. In fact, he has done a good job. At the very least, he hasn't played outside, he hasn't dated that kind of unclean woman, and even less... Forget it, how can he think of his benefits at this time?

Zhao Jingjing seemed a little unhappy. He grabbed the pillow Liu Yang had just put on the bed and threw it at Liu Yang. “Go... do you think I'm talking nonsense? I'm a woman, small minded is nature. But since all of you have done so, I only ask one thing. No other women are allowed to bring it home. I beg you not to bother me...”

So much?

Liu Yang looked carefully at Zhao Jingjing's complaining face. "Whatever you say..."

“Then why don't you go? ”

“Oh...”