The woman curled up languidly on the sofa like a cat, and as the light shone through the lace-adorned lampshade, it imprinted the pattern on Luo Qiong. The kind of looming that makes people can't help but want to tear it apart, and it can even be said directly that it is a crime-level checkered pattern. Do not doubt the place of lace in desire.

The silk nightgown was softly attached to Luo Qiong's body, perfectly outlining her curves, and the deep V neckline revealed a large area of spring, because there was no relationship between wearing shoes, a pair of jade feet were exposed like that, and the pair of delicate feet were not like things in the world. And the skin that is far better than silk. Probably drunk to a certain extent, Luo Qiong's whole cheeks showed an unnatural redness, like an ignorant and restless girl in her first love. A pair of eyes were even more drunken and hazy squinting. Not only that, because he was so drunk, now De Luoqiong is in that kind of lazy posture that is half asleep and half awake.

In short, no matter who comes, you have to sigh, what a drunken beauty.

For a while, even Huang Jianliang lost his mind slightly, but soon, Huang Jianliang came to his senses because of the book Luo Qiong held in his hand. Now Luo Qiong, it can be said that all her attention is attracted by books, and she is so attentive that she can even be said to study meticulously.

Some people may think that serious men are attractive, but for others, especially men like Huang Jianliang, who are extremely macho and traditional, serious women are not a pleasing existence.

For this kind of woman, they have only one word to describe, and that is the magic barrier.

Seeing the book in Luo Qiong's hand, Huang Jianliang was so shocked and angry for a while. The woman, the woman who belonged to her, was supposed to be attached to him wholeheartedly and unreservedly, and the woman who spent all her energy and all her thoughts on him alone, was now distracted and went out to do nondescript chores. Everything in this woman's body, inside and out, from head to toe, including the soul, including the body, should have belonged to him. Now she wasted the energy that should have been spent on herself on nondescript chores, and Huang Jianliang's eyes instantly burned red with anger.

That's right, no matter whether it's a class or not, too much attention is paid to women's ideology and morality (female morality), and too much suppression of women's talents, that is, the so-called women's lack of talent is virtue, but it has been a tradition of the Celestial Empire since ancient times. Although in modern times, that sentence has been softened to mean that it is better for a woman to marry well than to do a good job, or that a woman should focus on the family, and in a literary and artistic tone, it is called the division of labor between men and women.

No matter what, a man is such a selfish thing, and Huang Jianliang is such a macho thing.

Seeing the book Luo Qiong held in his hand, anger rolled in his chest for a while, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what. What's going on, is it doubting his fiancé's character, or not trusting his ability.

To be honest, although Huang Jianliang's ability is not amazing, it is definitely stable, and only one Sun is still within his ability. Because he believes in the traditional theory of male dominance and female dominance, he naturally regards Luo Qiong's positive learning attitude as an exclusion and insult to himself, if not, why not stay at home and be his good wife wholeheartedly.

How to say it, a person with an inferiority complex can easily misunderstand everything about others as discrimination against a certain shortage of himself, and it is very natural that Huang Jianliang understands Luo Qiong's inability to keep to himself as a contempt for his birth.

thinks that he was born at the grassroots and is not worthy of being a husband, so he refuses to be his full-time wife.

Swallowing the bitterness in his mouth with difficulty, he would never have been able to swallow this breath without Wang Aiyi's continuous training for several days, but now, he had to twist his own nature to act. In the face of power, who can not bow their heads.

He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions slightly, and stepped forward with the usual gentleness and elegance that he usually used.

With two fingers, he pinched the restless self-defense in Luo Qiong's hand, not the book she held in her hand, and easily snatched it away. When I saw the title of the book, my brows furrowed slightly. It's still the kind of voice that is so sweet that it is like coaxing a child: "Why do you want to make yourself so hard when you look at what you are so focused on?" Didn't you say it all, everything is enough with me, you just need to be my gentle and well-behaved cat. My kitten, why do you have to make yourself so hard, but what a wayward kitten. ”

Coaxed like this, his hands reached Luo Qiong's temples very naturally, and he massaged her with a professional and impeccable technique. "My wayward little kitten, you seem to have done a great thing today, no, I just came back, and the complaint was handed over. I heard that you did it, so savage, so willful, not like you in the past, not like a lady. ”

Speaking of this, he stretched out his hand and scratched Luo Qiong's nose, and then continued, "The hostess should have the bearing of a hostess, and it is really a loss of identity to lower her style to deal with a subordinate for no reason." And I've heard that you're not just beating her, you're going to fire her, which is too much. You said, how can such a big family be managed without a competent person. Although you are the hostess, it is a new era after all, and you are not interested in beating and scolding your subordinates. Find an opportunity to give people humility another day and leave them behind. What if you don't have anyone around to serve you? You say, I'm running outside all day, and there's no proper person around you, how can I put my mind at ease. ”

Because he was concentrating on the relationship, he was interrupted coldly, and he was indeed drunk in the relationship, and the whole person was a little unresponsive. When Huang Jianliang crackled and smashed down a lot of words, Luo Qiong was stunned.

Apologize? Let her, on what grounds.

But why did she feel that what the other party said was very reasonable, and even made her feel speechless.

What the hell is going on?

What Huang Jianliang said was very much in line with the general trend of society, and for a time Luo Qiong, who was born, grew and lived in it, was completely unable to resist. What does she use against the earth that raised her. Although he faintly resisted Huang Jianliang's words, and although he also had his own opinions in his heart, he was a person who was used to being obedient after all. Even if you have an idea, you don't know how to express it.

Although Luo Qiong really wanted to say, what is it for you to find someone to spy on me, what is it that a mere subordinate dares to restrict the personal freedom of the master. Although she really wants to scold the country, she still can't do it.

didn't give Luo Qiong a chance to turn the tables at all, and when she saw the notepad she held in her hand, Huang Jianliang laughed for a while. "Why, I can't even read such a basic book, and I have to write down such a simple question and ask it. I said sister, what did you do in college for three years, outsiders said that you read romance novels in class, I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that this is really the case. ”

Hearing this, Luo Qiong was shocked by his whole spirit, it turned out that Sun Xiaoyou was an unlearned person.

So, does it mean that from now on, whenever she meets Sun Xiaoyou, she should have known, but she Luo Qiong doesn't know, can be indiscriminately pushed to romance novels. Does it mean that she can seek knowledge openly and brightly from now on.

confirmed that Luo Qiong's knowledge would not interfere with him, Huang Jianliang's heart fell, a woman who didn't even understand such a simple question, what could she threaten herself. With the current talent of the chairman, if you want to threaten him, the president, you have to study hard for at least ten years behind closed doors before there is that possibility.

In those days, men decided whether women should be educated or not, and whites decided whether blacks could survive or not, and although these ideas seem absurd today, they were in the interests of the rulers at the time. If women are properly educated and strong like men, how can the position of patriarchy and husband be secured? If the blacks are strong enough to overthrow the whites, then how will the whites dominate the world, how will they sit back and enjoy all the benefits?

Because he confirmed that Luo Qiong's knowledge was not enough to threaten him, he put his mind at ease and even explained to her very patiently. You must know that a woman's state of half-understanding and wanting to know can best satisfy men's vanity.

Huang Jianliang's voice was very warm, the lighting in the room was very ambiguous, and he was sitting on the sofa cushion and inadvertently saw more spring colors through the deep V of silk pajamas. Then, because there was a man sitting next to her, Luo Qiong changed her posture very unnaturally, and her pair of feet, which were originally crossed, changed directions. It's a precautionary pose, but it changes color when you look at it. All in all, it's like in a movie clip, the pair of crossed legs, every move will hook the human instinct.

As he spoke, Huang Jianliang's voice changed, and when he saw brandy on the bedside table on the side, he poured himself a full glass, and then drank it all. Wine is worthy of being the source of all chaos, and before he knew it, Huang Jianliang slipped off the armrest of the sofa, his breathing began to be short, and his hand hooked on the belt of the silk nightgown on Luo Qiong's body. With a sharp force, the bow spreads.

It was not until this time that Luo Qiong, who was an attentive baby, came back to his senses. "No~"

She screamed in fear, knowing that she was wearing a Western-style dressing gown now, and the belt would be completely lifted if it touched.

With a sudden force, Huang Jianliang, who was completely defenseless, was pushed off the sofa, picked up the brandy bottle on the bedside table, and then smashed it all on Huang Jianliang's head with a bang. Then there is the eviction that leaves no room for exhaustion. "Get out!"

The crunchiness of the glass, the pain of the impact on the head, and the coldness of the wine. Huang Jianliang covered his head in disbelief, his hair and his body were now wet because of the wine. Broken glass pierced his scalp, and the pain was even more intense after encountering the spirits. But at this time, nothing compares to the pain from the soul, the pain of the whole masculinity being torn apart. Woman, her woman was so bold as to reject herself.

Is it not the woman's will, or the wife's will, to her husband's request?

She dared to refuse herself.