Night.

The cat-like Hao Dongmei skillfully opened the door of Tu Ziqiang's house and entered in a flash, happily like a deer spreading joy in the forest.

The eye behind the window of Zhou Rong's house subconsciously closed and opened, with a smile.

Zhou Bingyi glanced at the clock on the wall, and quickly turned his eyes back, as if he was afraid of missing a good show.

On the opposite side, however, there are only dark streets and closed doors.

Generally about an hour and a half......

Zhou Bingyi muttered.

Since he first discovered Hao Dongmei's night meeting Tu Ziqiang, his mood has been constantly changing.

From anger to low self-esteem, from inferiority to curiosity, from curiosity to the complex emotions that are now inexplicable.

In this era, the public object is equivalent to the engagement of later generations, and it is basically a matter of obtaining a certificate and holding a ceremony.

Zhou Bingyi has long regarded Dongmei as his daughter-in-law, and he will never forget the first time he saw Dongmei slightly rubbing into Tu Ziqiang's house in the middle of the night.

The tingling and humiliation were like a volcanic eruption, and he wanted to pick up a knife and chop the pair of dog men and women to wash away the shame they gave him and the shame of the Zhou family......

But, in the end, he hesitated.

He told himself that he was just meeting once, maybe something else? Right, Dongmei is not a casual woman, what charm does he have to Tu Ziqiang, right?

Then, he impotently watched the figures of Tu Ziqiang and Dongmei slowly walk away.

This is Shangdongmei's house......

He slapped himself hard.

Dog men and women, don't talk about fooling around here for more than an hour, and they have to go to Dongmei's house to continue fooling around!

There was a numb tingling sensation coming from his already swollen face, and he actually felt a kind of pleasure......

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Tu Ziqiang to come back.

Zhou Bingyi actually had a hint of joy in his heart.

They didn't do anything, it was delivered home and back.

When I saw Dongmei again the next day, her eyes were swollen and swollen, and she cried when she saw last night.

Zhou Bingyi's heart hurt even more, and he vented and grabbed Dongmei's little hand.

You can fool around with Tu Ziqiang, why can't I pull this real object?

He originally planned to turn his face directly if Dongmei still resisted.

Dongmei didn't resist, only hesitated slightly, and let him rub his little hands.

But Dongmei's reaction did not make Zhou Bingyi comfortable, but instead had a strong sense of humiliation.

She's feeling guilty and pitying me!

Thinking of this, Zhou Bingyi's cold little hand in Dongmei's hand was as hot as coals, and he subconsciously shook off the reward he had dreamed of......

Dongmei was shocked at the time, and looked at him with a blushing face and a white face.

He wanted to have a direct showdown countless times, but in the end he still didn't have the courage to say sorry.

Dongmei's surprised little mouth slowly closed, and a shy smile appeared on her pale little face......

It looks so charming......

Is this the change of being a new wife?

Zhou Bingyi felt a sharp pain in his heart, like a child who had been robbed of sugar and couldn't help his thoughts.

Forget it, she's just confused for a moment.

What's so good about that stinky rascal? She'll know how good I'm going to be after all.

He comforted himself in this way.

After that day, it was as if the days were back to the way they were.

It was as if that night's tryst did not exist.

But when Zhou Bingyi tried to pull Dongmei's little hand again, he was refused.

He couldn't help but think crankily again, that was Dongmei's compensation to himself before!

She fooled around with Tu Ziqiang all night and felt uneasy, giving herself compensation for this genuine object!

"Angry?" Dongmei asked cautiously.

"The side is full of people...... "Dongmei is rarely coquettish.

"Okay, stingy ......" Dongmei handed her little hand.

The cold little hands instantly made Zhou Bingyi feel very dirty!

This little hand that belongs to me may not have held anything that night!

Thoughts like this instantly swallowed away his reason, and anger rose in an instant that could not be restrained.

He shook off Dongmei's little hand and shook the girl off.

"Zhou Bingyi, you are sick!" Dongmei clutched her shoulders and cried out in pain, "It hurts!" ”

Zhou Bingyi snorted, glanced at the girl with disdain, turned his head and strode away, like a victorious general.

Behind her, there is Dongmei's tearful face......

The young couple couldn't hold back their anger, and coupled with Dongmei's reluctance to retreat, they quickly reconciled.

Dongmei was much more well-behaved and docile than before, Zhou Bingyi enjoyed this feeling very much, and even suspected that that night was completely his hallucination.

It wasn't until a few days later in the middle of the night that the girl flashed into the cottage again.

This time, there was no hesitation, no struggle, and some were just slowly looking forward to it.

This is addicted!

Zhou Bingyi, who was peeping behind the window, thought angrily, but a trace of inferiority involuntarily rose in his heart......

Tu Ziqiang may really be better than himself.

The same hour and a half, the same sending Dongmei home, came back immediately.

Everything seemed to be a repetition of that night, and Zhou Bingyi had no idea how he spent that night.

Of course, the next day, Dongmei handed over her little hand "compensatorily".

"There are many people......" Zhou Bingyi symbolically shook it and let it go, and said lightly.

Dongmei looked at Zhou Bingyi in surprise, and his hand that was still slowly rubbing in his trouser pocket.

"You think my hands are dirty!" The girl was furious.

"Where is there ......" Zhou Bingyi suppressed the grief in his heart and tried hard to coax the girl.

"Hmph......" The girl flicked her braids and ran away.

The Cold War that followed lasted for several days, and the two never saw each other again.

But what made Zhou Bingyi painful was that this did not delay Dongmei and Tu Ziqiang's tryst at all!

It's so cheap for them!

He thought viciously.

The next day, I took the initiative to find Dongmei and reconciled.

This time, he didn't refuse Dongmei's "compensatory" little hand, and even hugged the girl's thin waist inch by inch.

"Bingyi ......" The girl's body stiffened, and she quietly looked around, for fear of being seen by others.

Zhou Bingyi didn't speak, and slammed to the first floor with a smile.

Dongmei's light body completely fell into his embrace, and a faint soapy aroma surged, it was so fresh......

"Bingyi, there are many people~~~" Dongmei struggled hard, but he didn't mean to give up at all.

He won, and Dongmei stopped struggling.

He lost, and Dongmei stopped struggling.

Tu Ziqiang, I took your woman's hand!

Tu Ziqiang, I put my arm around your woman's waist!

Tu Ziqiang, I still want to kiss your woman's mouth!

Zhou Bingyi thought happily, stretched out his head to kiss ......

Syllable......

A resounding slap in the face.

"Zhou Bingyi, you're crazy!" Dongmei slapped him in the face like a lioness.

The slap was hot and didn't hurt at all.

It hurts Zhou Bingyi's heart.

He smiled faintly, turned around and left, very chic.

At least that's what he thinks himself.

The Cold War continues, and so does the tryst.

The only thing that has changed is that he has fallen in love with the voyeuristic feeling.

After a few more days, Dongmei really took the initiative to come to him to admit her mistake, and she looked very aggrieved.

"Bingyi, not before marriage!" Dongmei lowered her head, as if it was her who was wrong.

"Hmm." Zhou Bingyi smiled gently.

"At most, pull hands," Dongmei emphasized with a flushed face.

"Hmm." Zhou Bingyi smiled gently.

"The most, the most, the most for you to hug." Dongmei gently bit her half-pulled lower lip, lowering her head like a gnat.

"Just hold hands......" Zhou Bingyi stretched out his warm big hand and grabbed the cold little hand. The owner of the little hand sighed imperceptibly, raised his head and looked at Bingyi gratefully.

You're still guarding yourself like jade!

He smiled and thought viciously in his heart.

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"Brother, what are you doing?"

A voice interrupted Zhou Bingyi's memories.