She thought back to how she had fallen into the abyss.

From two years ago, when the Jiang family faced bankruptcy acquisition.

Jiang Misheng was lonely and brave, designed to climb Zhou Yinghuai's bed, threatened him with the bed video, and let him marry himself as he wished, and live a beautiful life in front of people.

And today, she has to do this kind of thing again.

In order to protect one's own future.

She had to make Zhou Yinghuai open her mouth and pull her out of the blacklist.

The private room is actually very spacious, but there is a place for him, and the air pressure is obviously low.

Zhou Yinghuai was dressed in a blue bathrobe and sat on the sofa smoking.

The back is lazy, the body is on the back, and the white mist covers the cold eyebrows.

His eyebrows, eyes and facial features are very good, handsome and elegant, and his facial features are so delicate that they seem to be painted.

Jiang Misheng walked over: "I really feel sorry for those women outside you, how can I withstand your tossing like this." ”

And she only came back once in half a month, and she couldn't stand it.

Zhou Yinghuai didn't speak, and his cold temperament made him more noble.

Only Jiang Misheng knew that it was all pretended.

In bed he simply ...... Don't be a person.

Zhou Yinghuai put the cigarette to his mouth, and the lips of the cigarette were not thick or thin, very sexy.

Jiang Mi looked silently.

looked at it for a long time: "I waited for a long time that day, and my dad also wanted to see you, in fact, I knew that you would not come, because you have never looked down on me and my family." ”

After all, she used such despicable means to marry him in the first place.

took down the cigarette, Zhou Yinghuai's voice was indistinguishable from joy and anger: "Let's make an appointment next time!" ”

"No need."

Jiang Misheng retracted his gaze and continued, "When will I move out?" ”

"Whatever you want."

The man in front of him was particularly indifferent after getting out of bed.

Jiang Misheng was bitter and happy: "Then if I don't want to leave, do you plan to give me all the houses directly?" ”

He won't.

"You're greedy."

Zhou Yinghuai lifted his eyelids, half-revealing his thin and cool eyes, and chewed every word lightly.

Jiang Misheng pulled down the overlapping legs: "Your house is gloomy, I didn't think about it." ”

Her marriage to him was too hasty, and he was reluctant to publicize it.

So after the two of them received the certificate and met Zhou Yinghuai's mother Ning Yue, Jiang Misheng was arranged in the old house.

The house had the same temperament as his, eerie and terrifying, with a strong coldness.

Even after two years of living, she still didn't feel like home.

"Zhou Yinghuai."

Jiang Misheng called him, and Zhou Yinghuai didn't move much: "Say." ”

There was a sour feeling in my heart: "Sometimes I'm curious, I've been with you for two years, don't you have any feelings?" People say that after a long time, people will have a little emotional ......"

"Nope."

He interrupted and poked her mercilessly and indifferently, not even giving the slightest illusion.

Jiang Mi sounded like a dream.

Now, it's time to wake up.

She put away her soft voice: "Also, I designed you like that at the beginning, who would like a woman who is cruel to herself, I don't want it." ”

Zhou Yinghuai snuffed out his cigarette, and his voice was very cold: "Go back early." ”

"Hmm."

If he had known this, Jiang Misheng would never have provoked Zhou Yinghuai at the beginning.

She would rather bow her head and go to the suitors.

Which one is not rich and has a good family background and is willing to marry her?

Jiang Misheng suddenly felt that he was blind, and there was an inexplicable surge in his eyes.

She was afraid that Zhou Yinghuai's face would be ugly, so she picked up the skirt and changed it, but she heard Zhou Yinghuai say: "Don't wear this kind of hard-to-take skirt next time." ”

In the meantime, he wasted a lot of effort to pull her skirt open.

For a second, Jiang Misheng was stunned, his breath suffocating.

She asked amusedly, "Next time?" We're divorced, where is the next time? ”

"Really?"

"Are you trying to say that you haven't done it yet?"

"Maybe!"

Jiang Misheng stood there, looking at Zhou Yinghuai's face, he had a faint smile of compassion on his face, which was creepy.

She ignored it and walked out of the door, her heart full of palpitations of getting out.

Coming downstairs from the night clubhouse, Jiang Misheng was tense.

She ducked into the car, turned on the lights, took out her laptop, and connected the prepared device.

A soft and soft female voice came into my ears.

Followed by the hot picture impacting the vision, her face was not very clear, but Zhou Yinghuai's face was almost naked in the camera, and his suppressed expression could be seen.

The various scenes of the two entanglement should be filmed at all.

Jiang Misheng closed the computer and drove away.

Just in case, she made two copies of the video and hid them separately.