The devil's deal, the president's substitute lover

063 The woman's cold voice opened up.Rouge was already mentally prepared.

'If you don't have a strong heart, don't play this kind of game. 'This is what Yin Fei said, and now she Yanzhi is going to play this game of taking what she wants!

Showing weakness in front of your trading partner, expressing your misfortune, or even passively accepting it are all futile struggles of a fish caught in a net.

Rouge thought that she was acting too much before.Too unaware, what he and she want to do is not charity, it's just an exchange.

"I bought fresh Malan head and Xianggan cold salad, and I also made sauce meat and braised vegetarian chicken, and oh, marinated Duxian, old duck soup. The fried snails are very fragrant."

Halfway through Yan Zhi's speech, Yin Fei's eyes widened, and then went from wide to round.

In his impression, this woman has always been awkward, she likes to fight against him, and she doesn't know who she is at all.If it weren't for her face——haha, Yin Fei is actually not interested in seeing her stubborn temper.

How did you get brainwashed by falling into the river once?Or amnesia?If he lost his memory, he would naturally not call him.

The thick eyebrows raised a few times.

"Today's program has been arranged and cannot be cancelled."

Rouge gritted her teeth and dragged her stomach, what the hell!There was a touch of weakness in the tone of voice: "I went down to the river to touch the screws myself, and the river water is very cold—"

The corner of Yin Fei's mouth twitched involuntarily.Is this woman enlightened?The sun comes out in the west.

"Eat it yourself, eat more."

"Then—" There was a beeping sound of hanging up in Rouge's eardrums.

The rectangular European-style solid wood table is covered with a pink lace tablecloth.

On the corner of the table, there are six dishes covered with gauze covering the scent.

Rouge tried her best to recall Yin Fei's eating habits since she came into contact with this table of six small dishes carefully created.

In the past, Mo Xiaolei often taught her that if you want to keep a man's heart, you must keep his stomach.

She lived with her mother-in-law when she was at Xiangjia, and her mother-in-law liked the dishes cooked by the hired aunt.

Rouge has no chance to cook to keep the man's stomach.

The cooking skills learned in private are used today.

She nestled on the sofa drinking coffee alone.Looking at the bright red and emerald green tabletop, he felt a little reconciled to the failure of this first attempt.

I lost my appetite for an instant.

Today is destined to be my own one-man show.like an old song:

who is directing this scene

in this lonely role

Dialogue is always talking to myself

opponents are memories

no ending in sight...

In the middle of the night, the light yellow halo of the quiet floor lamp sprinkled on the sofa in the corner of the living room.

Yin Fei opened the door, walked through the hallway and entered the living room, and smelled the mixed aroma of various dishes.

Rouge was wearing a crimson silk nightgown and curled up on the double sofa with her head tilted, snoring lightly.

The nightgown was spread out along with her sideways posture, looming revealing a protruding outline and a clear career line.

One arm was hanging on the rug under the sofa, the skin was thicker than snow.Nails stained with blue grease.

Yin Fei sat down on the sofa opposite her and lit a cigarette.In the semi-darkness, the smoke immediately rose up, revealing strands of white threads.

At this time, under the shadow of the lamp, this woman is as graceful and graceful as a beautiful jade glowing with fluorescence.Jade beauty.