Li Weiwei didn't actually fall asleep, lying on the bed tossing and turning, as if her heart was blocked by something, sour and uncomfortable.

I felt like I was going to fall asleep, but I suddenly opened my eyes and checked my phone.

She didn't know what she was looking at.

But there are a lot of pictures in my head.

Lin Zimu rubbed the picture of other women dancing, and the picture of kissing on the wall.

Li Weiwei sat up, shook her head, drove these pictures out of her head, and lay down, still feeling uncomfortable, much like the uncomfortable feeling of raining and damp on a cloudy day.

Li Weiwei got up irritably, scratched her hair, walked to the window, and looked outside.

It was dark at least, and under the street lamp, no one passed by.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

Girls, no matter how strong they are, no matter how big they are, they will compare and feel wronged.

Fu Liyan, a thousand dollars a day, time is precious, come to her door to personally pick up An Yixi back.

Her husband, who is idle, also invites other women to dinner.

The more Li Weiwei thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved.

She wants to make herself aggrieved for Mao?

Her life was in pursuit of happiness.

Li Weiwei got up, put on makeup, and had sex on board. The beige hip-wrapping skirt with a ten-centimeter hate is high.

She was drunk and couldn't drive, so she went down to take a taxi.

I got into the car and called Shi Winnie.

"Little Pooh, where are you playing?" Li Weiwei asked.

"Brother Hua and I are at a night show in Las Vegas, and we will go to see some performances in a while, do you want to come?" Shi Winnie is honest, basically Li Weiwei answers whatever she asks.

Night?

Li Weiwei raised her eyebrows and teased: "Watch that kind of performance? ”

"Hmm." Shi Winnie's face was slightly red, and he was strange to Li Weiwei's buddies, and blurted out, "Do you want to come?" ”

"Come on, why don't you call you, I don't think it's too much money! Wait for me. Li Weiwei said, hung up the phone, and said to the driver: "Master, please trouble you in Las Vegas night show." ”

The car drove to the Las Vegas night show.

Her phone rang.

Seeing that it was Fluttershy's caller ID, Li Weiwei's heart trembled, and she pulled out her standardized smile and answered.

"Hey. Something? ”

"Sister Weiwei, that Lin Zimu is drunk, I want to take advantage of him to get drunk." Fluttershy says.

Li Weiwei paused, her fingers painted with black oil paint clenched the phone, and a complicated light flashed in her eyes.

Everyone is responsible for their actions.

Perhaps, the current Lin Zimu can't ask for it!

Anyway, after he touched other women, he didn't want to touch her again, and she would live a lifetime. Sexual marriage will not be anything better with him!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through my mind.

Doesn't it mean that if you make a serious mistake, you can still get a divorce?

Sex with other women in marriage. Bed, does it count?

"Fluttershy, you can do something for me." Li Weiwei said in a deep voice.

"Well, Sister Weiwei, you say."

"When you do it with him, find someone to take a picture of it, first, he can't cheat, he has to marry you, and second, I'm still useful, I'll make you mosaic anyway." Li Weiwei said seriously.

But there was an unspeakable bitterness in my heart, which was overflowing, breeding, and turning into a wave of anger, covering up all the nerve throbbing.

Fluttershy is silent for three seconds.

"Sister Weiwei, I'll hang up first." Fluttershy says, looking at the forest beside her with a strange expression.

Lin Zimu didn't hear the call, but looking at Fluttershy's stunned expression, he guessed a few points, and wrinkled his eyebrows, "What did she say?" ”