Yao Yao was lying in Qu Zhengming's arms, his face buried in his chest, across his shirt, he could clearly feel his warm body temperature and heard the heart beat in his chest.
He didn't spray perfume on him, it was a pure male scent, mixed with the scent of spirits, intertwined into a strong male hormone.
He rested his hands on his laps and walked back and forth. Such movements were extraordinarily insignificant by other men, but Qu Zhengming did nothing but pornography.
Electricity passed into the heart from the place where the skin touched, Yao Yao felt half of his body numb, could not help shaking in his arms.
The door opened, and Yao heard the chasers who came after him walked in. They were respectful and sent a bottle of good wine before saying they would take them away.
Yao Yao couldn't see the expression on his face and could not speculate on his inner thoughts. She had the illusion that a thread was hanging, and the other end of the thread was tied to Qu Zhengming's finger.
She listened nervously to the dialogue between the two parties.
"What's her name?" Qu Zhengming asked.
"It seems... Yaoyao?"
"It seems?" Qu Zhengming pinched the tender meat in his palm and asked, "What's your name?"
Yao Yao couldn't help but shook again, and the urn replied: "Chen Yaoyao, Tao Zhiyao's Yaoyao."
She heard him smile, "Peach is Yaoyao? Is it to escape?" Waiting for Yaoyao to reply, he replied: "Tell your boss, this girl, I want it."
As soon as this remark came, Yao Yao's heart suspended in midair finally landed slowly.
The door was opened and closed again, and the room became the same, only one more.
She quickly left his arms and looked at him with gratitude and admiration, "Thank you for saving me, you...you..."
Without waiting for Qu Zhengming to answer, she saw that she had touched her hand and inserted it into the wine glass on the table, which contained whiskey.
Yao Yao's complexion turned white, and she couldn't help biting her lower lip. Whiskey was hard liquor. Alcohol could be disinfected. This action made her have to think about it.
Immediately afterwards, the fingers covered with whiskey re-covered her lips and rubbed slowly. The stimulation and humiliation of alcohol made her unable to tremble.
She heard Qu Zhengming's low voice: "Help me do something."
It was not until Yao Yao received the news of her teacher Xu Meiyan's death to attend the funeral that she found out that Qu Zhengming was married and his wife was Xu Meiyan, and Xu Meiyan happened to be dead at this time, the cause of death was still a heart attack .
After so long, Yaoyao finally felt the kindness of the game planner to himself, although this kindness was especially pitiful under the contrast of the identity settings of the two mission objects.
Since Qu Zhengming met, Yaoyao simply changed the original plan, seized the opportunity, and chewed the hard bone first.
She looked at him with her face up, her black and white eyes shimmered in the darkness, and she smelled the pure masculine breath again, with the scent of spirits.
The girl’s voice seemed mysterious and tempting in the dark. She asked: "Mr. Qu, is it Mr. Xu?"
The man suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand and freed his hand to hold up the girl's chin.
He stepped closer to her, the smell of alcohol was more intense and suffocating.
The man's mocking laugh, "It is really a good student to seduce her husband at the teacher's funeral."
Yao Yao's face paled instantly.
"You... you let me go!" She growled and shivered violently, seemingly unable to bear such humiliation, trying hard to get rid of the other's imprisonment, but he was too powerful and pinched her jaw, Steel is generally difficult to shake.
Yao Yao struggled as hard as he could with his hands on his wrists, struggling to lower his head and biting on his tiger's mouth.
Qu Zhengming suffered from pain, but showed no signs of letting go, but vigorously pressed her onto the sofa.
The man's aggressive breath instantly overwhelmed her, surprised, and unconsciously loosened his teeth, pushing him in vain and fussing, cursing with his voice: "Asshole, today is the teacher's funeral, what are you going to do!"
"Oh, I guessed it wrong?" He was able to enter, he smelled a strong alcohol as soon as he opened his mouth, "Aren't you happy to see me at the funeral?"
The rain outside the window was still rustling, and the air was humid and hot, the temperature of Qu Zhengming.
Yaoyao tried to keep calm. "So what? You saved me and saw your benefactor. I'm happy, right? Unfortunately, I'm not happy at all now."
Yao Yao waited for him to sneer at him, this man was terribly keen and absolutely impossible to persuade himself.But he didn't speak for a long time. His hot breath blew in his ears. The strong alcohol smell drowned all the senses in his body. Yao Yao couldn't help guessing. Was he drunk?
It was so long that he was pressed on the sofa for a long time. In the boring rain and the breath of the man, Yao Yao finally couldn’t help but push him, dead and dead, without a reaction, he would not fall asleep Right?
Push again, still no response, really fell asleep.
Yao Yao struggled to push the person lying on his back away and fled back to his house with a beating heart.
Closed the door, she threw herself on the bed, her heart was still beating violently, mother, Qu Zhengming was really too difficult, she couldn’t hold it a little, it’s hard enough to get it in hand, and let the father and son look at each other Brutal.
Then I can’t go to Qu Jingzi anymore, Yaoyao tossed and turned in bed, she finally fell asleep, she dreamed that her task failed, according to the contract to pay a lot of money, looking at the pink grandpa Walking away from her, she was so distressed that she thought she had a heart attack.
The heartache woke up unbearably, and the rain stopped, but it was still dawn, and I looked at my watch, just four o'clock.
Yao Yao remembered Qu Zhengming in the living room and couldn't help but flipped on the slippers and walked out with the mobile phone.
Turning on the flashlight, there was no one in the living room. He didn't know when to leave.
Yaoyao was about to go back and suddenly kicked something under her feet. She took a photo with her mobile phone, a neatly folded piece of paper.
Opened, and the first line of words was exposed.
This is a divorce agreement, the signer is-Qu Zhengming.
After reading all the ten lines in his eyes, he couldn’t help but open his mouth in surprise. Qu Zhengming had signed the divorce agreement, which stated the property division. Qu Zhengming promised to take all real estate and half of the company’s shares in his name. Xu Meiyan was compensated, but Xu Meiyan's signature was not there.
It seems that Qu Zhengming is anxious to want a divorce, but Xu Meiyan disagrees.
Yao Yao looked at the long list of property and shed tears in his heart. If it was himself, he would immediately sign, take money, leave, and then wave.
Put away the divorce agreement, Yao Yao returned to the room, find a chance to return this thing to Qu Zhengming tomorrow.But before that she took a picture of it.
In the dark, she raised her mouth, and Xu Meiyan died when Qu Zhengming proposed a divorce. Apart from herself, she finally found a weapon to help herself complete the task.
Does Xu Meiyan's death have anything to do with this divorce agreement?She didn't believe it.
Qu Zhengming may not care about this, but looking at Qu Jingzi’s performance today, he clearly has a deep affection for his mother. Doesn’t he mind at all?
After having breakfast the next day, everyone was about to leave here. Yaoyao found an opportunity to return the divorce agreement to Qu Zhengming, and asked again: "Mr. Qu, what do you want me to do?"
Qu Zhengming took the paper and smiled with a hint of cruelty, "Since you saw it, it's okay to tell you."
He leaned into Yaoyao's ear and said dumbly, "Let you be my lover."
While being surprised, Qu Zhengming retreated with a smile and opened the door to get in the car.
Immediately, Qu Jingzi also came and sat expressionlessly on the other side of the car.
Yao Yao watched the father and son disappear on the road, Yao Yao decided that he still had to start with Qu Jingzi.
According to the game introduction, Yaoyao found Qu Jingzi's identity information.
Qu Jingzi, male, 18 years old, freshman of the Academy of Fine Arts, Xu Meiyan is a famous teacher of the Academy of Fine Arts, Chen Yaoyao is a student she brought, and is now in junior year.
Qu Jingzi is her elementary school brother.
Yao Yao laughed.
Unlike Xu Meiyan’s fatal heart disease, Qu Jingzi’s heart disease is not serious. As long as the medicine is taken, it will not affect daily entertainment, otherwise his heart will not be able to sustain such stimulating activities of sex.
When Yao Yao saw Qu Jingzi again, it was at school, a large public class.
The handsome boy looked pale and alienated, sitting alone in the corner of the large classroom, apparently still not relieving himself from the pain of bereavement.
He lowered his head to paint, concentrated on it, and completely immersed himself in his world.
Yao Yao sat quietly next to him. He didn't respond. Until the coloring, he couldn't find a suitable type of gouache brush. When he was irritated, a suitable brush appeared in front of him, and finally attracted his idea.
A beautiful hand squeezed the handle of the brush, and along the white and shining hand, he saw a somewhat familiar face.
This is a beautiful girl with a strange breath on her body.
Yao Yao shook the brush in his hand and asked with a smile: "Are you looking for this?"
Qu Jingzi's eyes flickered, and she refused indifferently, "Thank you, no."
After he finished, he took out his own brush and used it, even if it was not appropriate.
Strangely, she thought that Qu Jingzi would be better.
But it’s good, too good to show that his attitude towards himself is too casual, which is very good.
Qu Jingzi buried his head in painting, a portrait of a woman appeared on his pen, time passed unconsciously, the open class had ended, the teacher had left, the students had gone, and the classroom was quiet.
By the end of the painting, he needed to use that type of brush again.
He opened the paint box and was surprised to find that the brush was back.
He looked up, and the familiar girl was still sitting beside her. She looked down at the painting, and the mist and water wet her long eyelashes.
"I..." After a pause, he finally asked, "...Where have you seen you?"
The person he painted was Xu Meiyan.