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The hotel room under the neon lights is full of ambiguity.

A slightly chubby man, wrapped in a bath towel, reclining on the bed, the corners of his mouth curled and his eyes glowing with lust.

The woman in front of him, her graceful and delicate body looming in the translucent pajamas.

"Heh..."

She smiled softly, stepped forward and pressed herself into his arms, and lifted her long hair with a thousand styles.

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"Whew..."

Sitting on the couch, gasping for air.

I was drunk at noon and woke up from a spring dream.

This dream is not ecstatic, but like a boulder pressed against my chest, and the frustration of not being able to breathe makes me want to scream loudly.

The woman in my dream is my wife, Milou.

And the man...

I don't know who he is, but one thing is certain, it's not me.

!

In my dream, I gave myself green.

There's a reason for that, and I suspect Mi Lu is out stealing.

At the age of thirty, she is in the stage of being like a wolf and a tiger.

But for a while, whenever I took the initiative to make love, she was either not in the mood or tired, and there was always a reason to refuse.

I can't survive the friction, and it's perfunctory.

If Milou's performance is what made me have that dream.

Then the fuse, which happened last night.

Milou, who hurried home, took a pair of pajamas... In the dream, the translucent pajamas she was wearing, and she was about to go out.

I asked her what she was doing.

Mi Lu casually shook off and went back to her parents' house to accompany her daughter.

My daughter has been at her mother-in-law's house since the summer vacation, and Mi Lu also lives every once in a while, which I can understand, but I need to go home and get flirtatious pajamas?

And when she went out, I noticed something unusual.

The bag in Milu's hand is LV.

After six years of marriage, she has an understanding of luxury, which LV is a limited edition of Qixi Festival, about 30,000.

And Mi Lu works in a Volkswagen 4S store, and she can't afford it with a salary of several thousand yuan.

Something, there is something strange.

I was already suspicious of her, and an idea popped up in my head: If a woman becomes bad, she will be rich.

In the material age, it is easier for a beautiful woman like Mi Lu to want a bag, clothes, and even a car and a house than a man.

Just be in bed, spread your legs...

The thought of that possibility sent chills through me.

I tried my best to deny it, but the truth was that Milou and I were getting weaker and weaker, and she couldn't even summarize me with indifference.

When she left with her pajamas last night, there was a sense of ignorance in her eyes, as if my existence was dispensable.

She's been like this for more than a day or two.

Want...

It started when I was down!

Although I am from the countryside and have never gone to college, I was okay for a while.

Came to Shi'an at the age of nineteen and has been working in sales at Hongyun Distillery, a little stupid, but he has also broken through the world with his stock drive.

In Shi'an, the base camp of the winery, he became a sales manager.

And at that time, Milou...

Perfect!

Outside, she is down-to-earth and generous, and her outstanding appearance and temperament make men jealous of me, but also satisfy my vanity.

When she got home, she could also say coquettishly: Little Dad, you should hurt me!

Little Daddy...

That's what she called me.

Don't get me wrong, we don't change our minds, that's what Miru called me when she was coquettish, and it represents her deep dependence on me.

Of course, it's also a mood in bed.

Such a charming Milu makes me feel that I am the happiest man.

But beauty requires a material foundation.

Mi Lu likes luxury goods, and also likes Western food, red wine, etc., and after falling in love with her and getting married, she spends 20,000 yuan a month on her.

I'm a manager, but not a rich second generation.

I couldn't hold it for a long time, and I also proposed to reduce expenses, which made Mi Lu aggrieved, and said that I didn't love her anymore.

Her pitiful appearance made me feel distressed, and I was determined not to wronged my wife.

The question is, how do you make money?

Driven by greed, I moved my mind.

Shi'an, where I work, is the core market of the distillery, and the cost is million, so I have eaten 300,000 rebates with the agent.

But in less than a week, it was revealed.

It also made me famous in the liquor circle, if it weren't for the boss Cao Ming, I would definitely be unemployed.

However, the downmotion from manager to supervisor led to a significant drop in income, and it is still a problem to pay off the mortgage.

Under this premise, Mi Lu naturally can't be allowed to enjoy luxury.

Could it be that because of this, she is stealing outside...

Bah!

Without evidence, no conclusions can be drawn.

Or, I can't imagine the picture of her cheating, I love Milou too much, and if it weren't for this, I wouldn't take risks and greed for money.

That's it!

The wood is in the boat, and remorse is useless.

What I care about is...

"Squeak. ”

Just as I was thinking, Milou returned.

She seemed to have drunk wine too, her goose egg face was ruddy, and her peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, containing a hazy drunkenness.

It's beautiful, it's charming!

She faded away from the girlish style and added charm.

Once, she was my pride.

Now, she's a burden to me.

And what Mi Lu is carrying in her right hand is the LV that makes me entangled.

I couldn't help it, so I got up and went to her and asked, "Where did you get the money to buy the bag?"

My tone was cold, but there was luck in my heart.

Maybe it was Mi Lu's vanity that caused him to buy a few hundred yuan of A goods, or he swiped his credit card, overdrafted Huabei, and so on.

Looking forward to it, she gave me a reasonable answer.

But what I didn't expect was that Mi Lu, who smiled coldly at me, gave an explanation very indifferently: "It's my commission for selling cars." ”

Her rhetoric made me disillusioned.

When am I a fool?

Depressed and angry, I said sharply: "You are in the Volkswagen 4S store, selling a hundred thousand cars for a few hundred yuan in commission, buy LV?"

"Heh..."

"Sneering at what?"

"In the eyes of unpromising people, Volkswagen only has Jetta and Passat... Ye Fei, you are a useless man. Miru sneered.

As she spoke, she took out the sales slip from her LV bag and threw it in my face.

It is marked that the car sold is Phaeton.

The most expensive car in the Volkswagen series is more than 2 million, to say the least, and the commission of high-end cars is high, and it is more than enough to buy a LV.

Embarrassed!

This car is a niche in China, I really didn't expect it.

I also felt guilty for the question just now, and I wanted to apologize, but when I saw the customer's name on the sales list, I subconsciously said: "Cao Ming?"

"Yes. ”

"How did he come to you to buy a car?"

"Cut!" Mi Lu explained disdainfully, "Mr. Cao said that he was taking care of you." ”

"Why is he taking care of me looking for you?"

"Don't be aggrieved in this face, do you blame others for being useless?" Mi Lu's eyes were full of disdain as she fought back.

With that, she walked back to the bedroom and closed the door.

Don't think about it, I'll sleep in a separate room tonight.

Doesn't matter!

Standing in place, I was thinking about Cao Ming.

To him...

I was grateful, but it was Cao Mingli who gave me another opportunity to discourage the reputation of the winery.

But in the dispute just now, I don't know if Mi Lu was intentional or unintentional.

In her words, she was favoring Cao Ming.

It makes me uncomfortable...

There are some things that I know better than Mi Lu, and in private, my colleagues call Cao Ming Cao Cao, which is a realistic ridicule.

Anyone who has seen the Three Kingdoms knows that Cao Cao likes a married woman.