Zhou Hexuan slowly turned around, pressed Meng Xiaodong's fragrant shoulders with both hands, and sighed: "Alas, why are you so troubled? ”

"I'm not bitter," Meng Xiaodong raised his head, looked at him generously, and said with a smile, "In this world, it is rare to meet a man who can be entrusted for life." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info since I met it, I won't let go. ”

"I'm not trustworthy, I'm actually a hypocrite." Zhou Hexuan smiled bitterly.

He is indeed very hypocritical, in the face of Meng Xiaodong's friendship, although Zhou Hexuan was also faintly estranged, he never refused in person. Later, he even enjoyed this ambiguity, enjoying the affection of a beautiful woman for him.

Meng Xiaodong shook his head and said: "There are too many hypocritical people, all of them seem to be singing a big opera, painting their faces and wearing masks, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake." Compared with those people, Brother Zhou, you are bright enough, at least you will admit that you are hypocritical. ”

Zhou Hexuan said honestly: "I'm in love with a Miss Zhang in the south, do you know? ”

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Meng Xiaodong didn't care about this, and thought it was normal.

"You're not jealous at all?" It was difficult for Zhou Hexuan to understand Meng Xiaodong's thinking.

Meng Xiaodong said helplessly: "I'm just a ninth-rate actor, where can I be jealous?" If you look at the drama, only talented and beautiful people are matched. As for prostitutes and prostitutes, it is inevitable that those who fall in love will end miserably, and they can be content to be concubines. ”

Meng Xiaodong is not willing to be cheap, but she sees the world very clearly.

A famous corner like her in a pear orchard has a surprisingly high vision, but her status is surprisingly low. They don't look down on mediocre men, and celebrities and talents look down on them, at most they just act on the spot. There are only two kinds of endings in the end, one is to find a singing colleague to marry, and the other is to be the wife of a rich warlord, and they don't even have their share in filling the house.

As for Yuan Shikai's Aunt Shen, she was born as a prostitute and respected as the "queen", that kind of example cannot be taken as common sense.

Looking at Meng Xiaodong's pitiful appearance at this time, Zhou Hexuan was a little distressed, hugged her and comforted: "Don't feel sorry for yourself, you are very good, how many people in the theater are crazy about you every day." Let's just say Wanrong, when she saw you singing, she was so excited that she stood up and applauded. ”

Meng Xiaodong laughed self-deprecatingly: "I can also be glamorous on the stage, and if I leave that stage, who will look at me?" ”

"Okay, don't do it yourself." Zhou Hexuan patted her vest and said.

Meng Xiaodong said seriously: "Anyway, I have followed you in my life, if one day you are negative and leave me behind, then you can only blame my thin life." ”

"Are you provoking me?" Zhou Hexuan felt a little funny.

"It's just to provoke you, what's wrong?" Meng Xiaodong said angrily.

"No regrets?" Zhou Hexuan asked again.

"What is there to regret? I'll give you everything tonight, and you'll see what you can do later. ”

Meng Xiaodong unbuttoned himself as he spoke, and gradually took off his coat, revealing the small vest inside. When the small vest was removed, there was another silk corset, which was tightly wrapped and deformed the ribs.

Looking at the half-naked snow-white skin, Zhou Hexuan's whole body was hot, and he began to have normal physiological reactions, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

However, when Meng Xiaodong untied his chest, Zhou Hexuan's eyes widened and exclaimed, "It's so big!" Don't you feel uncomfortable when you're so flat? ”

Meng Xiaodong glanced at him and said, "If you don't get even, how can I sing Lao Sheng?" ”

Zhou Hexuan instructed: "Don't be entangled in the future, it's good." ”

"You like the big ones?" Meng Xiaodong asked with a smile.

Zhou Hexuan quipped: "You definitely don't read the newspapers in the south." ”

"What newspaper?" Meng Xiaodong said.

"I went to the south this time to appeal for grandmalistism." Zhou Hexuan briefly described what he did in Shanghai.

"It seems that you are not serious either," Meng Xiaodong scolded with a smile and said coquettishly, "What are you still doing in a daze, everyone is naked!" ”

Zhou Hexuan picked Meng Xiaodong up and hurried to the big bed. As for Zhang Leyi's side, write a letter tomorrow to explain the situation, if the other party can't accept it, then break up peacefully. Long pain is better than short pain, and continuing to hide it is the biggest harm, but fortunately nothing has happened between them.

A night of spring breeze, indescribable.

When Meng Xiaodong got up in the morning, he really didn't tie his chest anymore, and changed into new C-cup underwear.

Zhou Hexuan went to work in the newspaper office, and Meng Xiaodong stayed at home alone. She regarded herself as the hostess, robbed Liu Wu's work, and was busy cleaning and tidying up the room all morning.

Wanrong came to visit in the afternoon and invited Meng Xiaodong to go shopping together. When they first met, they found that something was wrong, and Wanrong asked curiously: "Xiaodong, you look different today." ”

"What's different?" Meng Xiaodong asked with a smile.

"That's it...... It is the whole person who looks radiant and energetic. Wanrong described.

Meng Xiaodong had a happy smile on his face, pursed his lips and said, "You haven't had such a time. ”

"When?" Wanrong didn't grasp the meaning.

"When I first got married, I was in the cave house." Meng Xiaodong said.

Wanrong asked with a confused expression, "What's wrong with the cave room?" ”

"Oh, it's the cave room." Meng Xiaodong was a little shy, feeling that it was difficult to say this.

Wanrong didn't understand yet: "What do you want to say?" ”

Meng Xiaodong was surprised: "You haven't done that kind of thing with Pu Yi?" ”

"What kind of thing?" Wanrong was even more puzzled.

Meng Xiaodong held his forehead, didn't want to pay attention to this curious child anymore, and went shopping with a few casual words.

After going out for a long time, Wanrong suddenly remembered the teachings of the grandmothers in the palace before becoming the queen. After understanding, her face was a little unsightly, and she didn't even have the heart to go shopping, like a girl abandoned by her lover.

said that Zhou Hexuan was there, he brought the sketch of "Sanmao Wanderings" to the editorial department, and Shen Congwen, Li Shoumin, Zhu Xiang, Zheng Zhengyin and others were full of praise.

Shen Congwen inquired curiously: "This comic is well versed in the sufferings of the people, the painting style is fresh and natural, and the plot is humorous. ”

"Surely you haven't heard of it." Zhou Hexuan said with a smile.

"Is it an unknown painter?" Shen Congwen said.

Zhou Hexuan said: "Look at the author's name yourself." ”

Shen Congwen looked down and saw that there were two signatures of the author, divided into "Miss Guo" and "Mr. Zhou".

"Female?" Shen Congwen was surprised.

"It's a woman." Zhou Hexuan said with a smile.

"That Mr. Guo, it can't be you, right?" Shen Congwen asked.

"It's me," Zhou explained, "I'm in charge of making up stories, and she's in charge of drawing comics." ”

Zhu Xiang suddenly ran over and interjected: "Ask this Miss Guo out one day, I want to see and understand." ”

"It depends on whether she is willing," Zhou Hexuan said with a smile, "I plan to expand two pages specifically for serializing comics." Whoever knows Mr. Feng Zikai can write to him to ask for a manuscript. ”