150, who understands infatuation

Thousand-Handed Butterfly showed an innocent expression, tilting her head slightly, waiting for the other party to continue.

"Not every man knows how to appreciate it, and not every woman knows how to enjoy her beauty and men's eyes."

Thousand Hands Butterfly was very satisfied with Wei Qingyun's answer, although he didn't deliberately praise himself, but he was telling the truth, and she was exactly the woman who knew how to enjoy.

"And-" Wei Qingyun changed his words, "Women in this world, nine times out of ten, when they see a strange man breaking into their bathroom, they will scream in horror and press the alarm button frantically." ”

"Hahahaha, you're not going to see all the women in the world, are you?" Thousand-Handed Butterfly was amused by him.

"Well, yes, your proposal is very constructive, but unfortunately life is short, I'm afraid I won't live to that age."

"It's just a pity that such a good man as you came to me for other women."

"Teko?"

"yes, she seems to be very interesting to you."

"Haha, maybe the woman who is interesting to me can make a draw with the men who love you."

"Perhaps, they are all hypocritical?"

"What about hypocrisy? The world is hot and cold, and if someone is willing to play on the spot, it is a good dream. ”

"You don't mind?"

"Don't mind."

"Why?"

"Do you think, if a man lives in the world and doesn't even have a woman who is willing to lie to him, isn't that the most failed man in the world? Moreover, if it is not a murderous act, what does it matter if you are deceived by them? ”

"No wonder, there will be women who are willing to die for you."

"Don't you say that I forgot, you and the young master of the Sun family, I am really ashamed to make a special trip to Suzhou for me, come, I drink this cup, it should be regarded as a thank you for your heart."

"You really don't mind that I'm investigating you behind my back?" Thousand-handed butterfly held his cheeks in his hand and asked with a little drunkenness.

"Not in the past, not now, not in the future." Wei Qingyun said seriously, and frankly.

"It's decided, if I get caught in the future, don't regret being angry and don't recognize me as a friend."

"Hahahaha, how could it be, what man in this world would not recognize the friend of Thousand Hands Hime?"

"Maybe you won't, but other men, in their eyes, I am just a good-looking skin, just like that handful of black gold roses, where do they know how to appreciate the beauty of the black kraken, they try their best to get it, just to show off his wealth and power to any girl, no matter how precious and rare the flowers are, they are just a handful of grass."

"So, they'll never get you."

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I love the flowers you give, and I know you're not like them."

"Well, of course, my flowers weren't bought with money, and they weren't snatched with power."

"Oh? Interesting, how did you get the rare black kraken, I really want to hear about this. ”

"Do you remember one year you went on a mission to the Middle East?"

"Remember, remember, it turns out that we met a long time ago, and the person who rescued Taneda's wife and daughter was you-"

Wei Qingyun shrugged his shoulders and smiled evilly: "Fortunately, there are still two days before the black kraken will open the pre-sale, I told the pear that the flowers were given to the thousand-armed police officer, so she gladly accepted and helped me pick a large handful." ”

Pear, that is, the eldest daughter of Taneda Xi, Taneda pear.

The thousand hand butterfly furrowed her eyebrows, and soon stretched out again, laughing wildly, and a pair of white rabbits on her chest almost jumped on the table.

After a long time, the Thousand Hands Butterfly stopped laughing, and pretended to blame the tone: "You, the same girl wants to give flowers to another woman, aren't you afraid that Miss Pear will hate you?" ”

The thousand-handed butterfly said this on her lips, but in her heart, it was like knocking over dozens of honey pots, which was beautiful.

"How could it be, she knew that I was sending flowers to you, and she was very happy, and kept muttering - oops, there is only a woman like Thousand Hands Ji in the world, who is worthy of Brother Shangwei."

"That's what she said."

"yes."

"What about you? Paraphrasing the words of others in this way, is it courting me for love or for pleasure? ”

"Isn't it a confession?"

"Confession, that's what little boys and girls only do, aren't men and women like ours just breaking into the bathroom, seeing enough of others, and then picking them up brutally and throwing them on the bed?"

Wei Qingyun wanted to say something more, but there was no chance, and the black kraken coiled around him and tightly entangled him.

It was already early afternoon when Wei Qingyun woke up, and when he heard movement in the bedroom, Thousand Hands Butterfly hurriedly brought in a plate of food, including milk and eggs, and a portion of bacon bread, which was placed next to Wei Qingyun.

She was wearing a pink dressing gown, but she didn't fasten the buttons and straps, and let a snow-white body loom in the background.

Wei Qingyun pulled her over, buried his face in the beauty's arms, and sniffed greedily for a while, then reluctantly left and enjoyed his breakfast and lunch.

Thousand-Handed Butterfly giggled, she admired the man in front of her, preferring his endless greed for herself.

"You have a lot of pictures of that person in your room?" Wei Qingyun hugged her waist and suddenly asked.

When he says "photograph of that person," he means a photographer's work.

"He Fan, do you know him?" The Thousand Hands Butterfly generously said the name of that person.

"Yes, it's him, remember, remember that he's your fiancΓ©."

"Yes." The thousand-handed butterfly was suddenly lonely, and buried her head deep in Wei Qingyun's arms.

"You're such an infatuated woman."

"Sometimes, it's not so easy to forget a person, he can't talk about how good he is, but in this world, it's hard to find a second one."

"Understood." Wei Qingyun lowered her head and kissed her hair, hoping to bring her some comfort.

He wouldn't mind a woman's past, let alone eat that man's vinegar, he died many years ago.

Wei Qingyun thought about it, it seemed that it had been twelve years.