[I saw him flirting with a student girl in the bar, so I had a fight with him. 】

[I’m telling you what’s going on. Which man doesn’t cheat, let alone someone like Ling Zhixun? You have to calm down!]

【what should I do?】

[Don’t push him too hard. There is no need to take things seriously for fun. Now you can do what you want.]

Liang Xingxing put down her mobile phone, smiled softly, and the tears hanging in her eyes immediately fell. She felt that she was restricted everywhere, what else could she do.

Ling Zhixun didn't return to Anxiang Pavilion for three days. Liang Xingxing couldn't help but find it funny. The reason why she hid in Weiner's dormitory to recover in sadness was because she was afraid of returning to Anxiang Pavilion to face Ling Zhixun who had changed his temper, but it turned out that

He didn't go home at all.

The Anxiang Pavilion suddenly lost its temperature, and Liang Xingxing felt that the house was empty and lonely as never before. In the evening, she cooked dinner for two people as usual. After eating alone, she watched TV for a while, and then climbed into bed to sleep.

Four thousand five hundred and sixty-seven sheep were counted, and she was still not sleepy at all. She simply got up, walked into Ling Zhixun's study, and sat on the sofa chair where he usually worked.

Ling Zhixun has always liked to be clean. Liang Xingxing once spent a weekend organizing his bookshelf that took up half the wall, making it spotless. Thinking of this, she smiled. In fact, she hated doing these tedious housework, so she just

However, because it was Ling Zhixun, there was a strange power that prompted her to do these things.

He found a delicate lighter on the neat desk. Liang Xingxing took it in his hand and played with it. Looking at the faint blue flame, he stretched out his jade-white fingers to extinguish the flame. The temperature at the root of the flame was the lowest. As long as he touched the right place,

You Lan will be annihilated. After playing for a while, she remembered how Ling Zhixun was smoking in the study room before. Feeling excited, she looked for the cabinet on the desk and found a box of cigarettes on the bottom floor.

When she took out a white strip-shaped object from the exquisite hard box, Liang Xingxing felt inexplicably nervous. A girl who smokes can easily be associated with dark words such as depravity. She wanted to try this thing.

Can children really make people forget their worries?

She clumsily pinched the butt of the cigarette with her thumb and forefinger, put it to the tip of her nose and sniffed. There was a faint smell of tobacco, which she sometimes smelled on Ling Zhixun. The lighter lit the cigarette, and stars of fire were suddenly visible in the dark study.

Her pink and white lips held the butt of the cigarette, and she took a puff. The chaotic gas rolled into her mouth, making her cough.

There is a saying that a cigarette after a meal is better than a living god. I tried it and found that this is not the case at all.

She smiled bitterly, put the cigarette on the ashtray, opened her laptop, and played a comforting love song. The love song sang: "After the Cold War, I began to think about whether this love is worth the effort to maintain. You are occasionally a little selfish.

, I am a little stubborn occasionally, but which two people in the world can be 100% suitable..."

Originally he wanted to snuff it out, but after thinking about it, Liang Xingxing took a second sip. Just like coffee, the first sip was bitter, but the second sip tasted mellow. Those messy substances entered the lungs through the throat, and there was a strange feeling.

It's comfortable, refreshing, and refreshing. The white gas is slowly exhaled from the cherry lips, and the bright and pretty face is looming in the smoke, making it difficult to see and touch.

Her gestures when holding a cigarette are as childish as a child's, and even look a bit funny, but when she puffs away the smoke, she has the sexy charm of a lonely woman.

"So this is what it feels like, haha..."

Ling Zhixun didn't know when he came back. Hidden in the darkness, he squinted his eyes and looked at his little wife, who was like a forbidden fruit. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed. He slowly walked towards the woman who had her back to him. When she was about to

When he took the third puff, he quickly snatched the cigarette from her hand and put it out in the ashtray.

"What does it look like for a girl to smoke!"

Liang Xingxing looked up and saw Ling Zhixun, who had not returned for many days. There was a look of surprise on his face, as well as the embarrassment of being caught smoking. She was stunned for a moment. She took out a second cigarette from the box, lit it, and said coldly and proudly:

"Why can you smoke but I can't?"

Ling Zhixun's eyes were green, and he watched intently as she awkwardly held the cigarette and brought it to her mouth, holding down her hand as if she had been stabbed.

"You are making a fool of yourself!"

"Why am I being mean to myself? Ling Zhixun, why can you smoke but I can't? You are too overbearing!"

To break the deadlock, one party must soften, but neither of them are in the right mood. Ling Zhixun undoubtedly saw every move Liang Xingxing made while smoking, and felt that the girl was somewhere between pure and charming, angel and goblin, beautiful.

It was so thrilling and suffocating that Ling Zhixun just wanted to hold this sharp-tongued little fairy under him and love him well.

Just do what you think of, this man will never treat you badly. His huge body formed a large shadow, bullying the petite girl under him, and picked her up easily. With a sweep of his big palm, all the things on the desk were scattered.

On the ground, Liang Xingxing sat down on the table, unable to react.

Ling Zhixun was like a vampire in an old castle, loving to lick her white neck. Under the moonlight, it was as if she could see blue blood vessels. His breath became increasingly hot, buried in her thick curly hair like seaweed, and he could not extricate himself.

The song sang that being emotional is a waste of life. Liang Xingxing thought, could the deadlock between them always be relieved by sex? After a pause, she pushed Ling Zhixun and said: "We

Let’s talk about it calmly, okay?”

"What do you want to talk about?" Ling Zhixun said, taking off her clothes neatly.

"I want to talk about the announcement."

"Liang Xingxing." Ling Zhixun stopped, his eyes were cold and cold, "You are too greedy and impetuous. You are only a sophomore, and you are eager to enter the entertainment industry where snakes and dragons are mixed? With your current ability,

It’s just a matter of filming commercials, appearing as bit parts in some ridiculous TV series, and singing a few saliva songs..."

"Ling Zhixun, these may seem humble in your eyes, but I need those opportunities. I won't always be like that!"

"I don't allow it! Why does my woman need to do that kind of thing to please the audience? You only need to please me!"

"You are too overbearing. This is my dream and my constant motivation. You don't understand what I really need!"

"Dream? This dream of yours is very childish, change it to another one!"

"You are unreasonable! I hate you!"
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