Milk Dog Ba Zong and Women's Clothes Juju

, As long as you can find the external surveillance video of the store, try to copy a copy and send it to my email address," Shen Jingbing said, "to the outside world, it is said that the quality inspection has passed, and the quality inspector will pick out the part of the fabric that is no problem. The factory started work according to the original plan. "

"Yes."

After the monitoring was obtained, Shen Jingbing asked the technicians to analyze the passing vehicles that night, and quickly locked the suspect vehicle and the suspect—it turned out to be Director Wei.

How could it be him?

Two days later, Vice President Zhou, who was in charge of the follow-up investigation, pushed the copy of the hospital's outpatient medical records and the bank statement of the factory director's cousin to Shen Jingbing: "His mother has chronic disease and needs a lot of money to maintain her life. $200 million - into his cousin's account. Call the police?"

"No," Shen Jingbing shook her head, "Go, make a donation for him within the company, go to the factory again, give condolences, and hand over the money to him in person. The bigger the noise, the better—by the way Sneak out that batch of problematic cloth."

"..." Zhou Jian was silent for a moment, and quickly realized, "Okay, I see."

Although there are mountains of documents and endless meetings every day, the fabric exchange incident came to an end, and Shen Jingbing finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked Yin Qing: "Is he still looking for a house?"

"Still looking," said Yin Qing, who is quite reliable in doing this kind of thing, "The target is a hardcover small apartment near the university town. Although the real estate agency refused to disclose the client's information, I still tried to find out—Madam, these five days I looked at three houses in total, one was not well ventilated, the other was too noisy on the street, and the other was decorated in gaudy style." Although he was poor, he was very pursuing the quality of life, and he was very picky, just like Shen Guimao.

She is indeed the wife of the president.

Shen Jingbing nodded: "Good job."

He deliberately took a long time to find acquaintances to get a small apartment with good ventilation and lighting, quiet in the middle of the noise, and simple and elegant decoration style. He took Mr. Fu's ID card and entrusted his relationship to jump in and get the real estate certificate.

When he got the house book, he lost his mind and really wanted to add the name of his boyfriend, Shen Jingbing and Qin Zeming, the two names were neatly listed side by side on the real estate certificate.

Rounding up is the marriage certificate.

But he can only think about it. In order to make his boyfriend not suspicious, he dare not even use his own name.

Shen Jingbing asked Yin Qing to register the real estate rental information with the real estate agency that Tong Zhen often went to. In order to prevent the agency from renting the house to others, he specially asked Yin Qing to pretend to be an agency staff member and send an advertising text message to her boyfriend.

Assistant Yin: Hello, sir, this agency has added a small apartment in a university town, hardcover, reliable housing source, moderate rent, quiet environment, good ventilation and lighting.We sincerely welcome you to come to view the house.Peace of mind real estate agency, let you live with peace of mind.

Tong Zhen: ...

Yao Mozi came one after another, Tong Zhen couldn't bear it anymore, and called Shen Jingbing: "Are you sick?"

Shen Jingbing was stunned, completely unaware of what went wrong.

In order to prevent the real estate agency staff from showing their flaws due to their poor acting skills, he took the risk of being rented out by the real estate agency to others to register, and it is impossible for him to know Yin Qing's mobile phone number... Could it be that he once mentioned Fu to Ming Ming? Sir's name?

I don't understand.

But the boyfriend was probably really bored by him. From that day on, Shen Jingbing never saw Tong Zhen again, until the end of August, when she "accidentally" bumped into Tong Zhen at the shooting site of Jiaohong's autumn and winter new product commercial.

☆, mother C

At the end of August, Tong Zhen miraculously came back in vain.

When he signed the contract before, although his complexion was already quite fair, but at that time he was tanned all over, except his buttocks, and he couldn't save it unless he applied isolation all over his body.So he memorized it for another half a month, stayed at home when he had nothing to do, and applied sunscreen in isolation when he went out. He usually used the whitening mask and body lotion that he was too lazy to use. On the day of shooting, his skin was like an egg that had been peeled off its shell. , tender and white, so white that it glows, it shocked Director Wu.

However, although a person is white, his mouth is still very poisonous, and his heart is still very "black".

On the day he sent out the make-up exam notice in the class, the whole class was crying.

This is the group of freshman monkey children he brought up in the first semester.Not long after they had just graduated from high school, they suddenly saw the colorful world, and each of them became wild, took him as a "young" teacher seriously, ignored what he said, and skipped classes very much.

Absent from work three times and failed?Those are all tricks.Which teacher is not thunderous and rainy, as long as the final grades are good, the attendance rate is not a problem at all.

Who knew that this teacher Tong didn't play cards according to the routine at all, and could really fail most of the class as soon as he failed?

And according to the gossip, their sincere joint letter arrived in Tong Zhen's hands within two days after it was handed in, and Director Qiu couldn't help him at all.The student unions of several schools also inquired about Tong Zhen's "brilliant past" from the seniors and sisters, and secretly spread it among the small groups in the class.

True, perverted and cold-blooded, the Great Demon King.

The students panicked one by one, recalling whether their signatures on the letter were impressionistic enough, and sighed that everyone was in danger.

Teacher Tong: Make-up exam notice.jpg

Teacher Tong: Find out and prepare in advance.Don't blame me for not reminding you.

What, what?

A man pretends to be a woman, a woman pretends to be a man, and you have to walk around the campus without being stared at in order to pass?

This is too difficult.

They are freshmen and have just learned the basics of makeup and daily and stage makeup, and the special effects makeup class has not yet started.It's fine if it's too difficult, and you have to make a fool of yourself in front of the whole school and execute it publicly.It's crazy and has no human rights!

It's all right for the girls, there's no shame in dressing up as a man, and the boys in the class, except for a little gay sissy, are all worried.This pseudo-mother puts on makeup and walks around the campus. Are there any girls willing to fall in love with them?

A boy boldly protested in the class: Teacher, we don't have skirts, and we don't have girlfriends who can borrow skirts.

Boy No. [-] echoed: Yes.My mother checks my account every month, if she finds out that I bought a small skirt, she will kill me QAQ

Boy No. [-]: Yes, yes.

……

Teacher Tong: That’s right.

Teacher Tong: Come to the office to find me on September [-]st, and I will bring you home to pick it up.Friendship provides clothing props, and each person chooses a lipstick.Interesting enough?

The inner OS of the boys: ... This feeling of shooting yourself in the foot when lifting a rock.

Girls inner OS: We also want lipstick! ! !

Tong Zhen didn't intend to do this at first, but it happened that his home was hit by a flood a few days ago. When he was sorting out his clothes, he found a few little skirts that he bought when he was preparing for a masquerade party when he was studying in graduate school... Zheng was worried that he couldn't find a chance to clean up those people. The guy who was so absent from class and who dared to take the lead in making trouble and writing a report letter.

He looks exquisite, but his life is rough.

The little skirt was soaked in water, so he casually threw it into the washing machine and spun it twice, and then blew it on the balcony for a week, and threw it on the sofa together with a few underwear samples from Jiao Hong, piled up like a pile. There is not even a place to sit on the sofa.

Cosmetics that he hadn't used up over the years were piled up in a mess on the coffee table.

For a makeup artist, cosmetics are his pen and weapon. He will almost always buy new cosmetics every season, but he often cannot use them up.He threw away the expired ones, and piled all the unexpired ones on the table, planning to wait for the group of monkey children to come and let them pick at will.

There are also makeup photos, materials, books scattered everywhere, instant noodle buckets and packing boxes that have not been thrown out... Even his rough guy who is usually very slovenly can't stand it anymore.

But the next day, she had to rush to shoot commercials, and Tong Zhen was too lazy to clean up.

He hesitated for a moment between cleaning up by himself, asking the housekeeper to clean up, and taking care of his mother, and finally chose to take care of his mother.

Anyway, he has to move in a few days, so it won't be too late to clean up by then.

Tong Zhen went to bed early with peace of mind, and rushed to Jiaohong's location studio to shoot commercials early the next morning.

The sky was very sunny, high and blue. Although it was only the end of August, it already had a sense of autumn bliss. The sun shone down like gold, bright and warm, and I couldn't help feeling better.

The charming red location shed is in the suburbs. It just rained yesterday, and a damp earthy smell rushed over. Tong Zhen couldn't help squinting his eyes, and took a deep breath intoxicated. Seeing the person he didn't want to see anyway, he walked out from the location studio not far away.

……

For the effect of commercial shooting, Shen Jingbing came to the location studio to "inspect" at six o'clock in the morning. He is very good at picking bones from eggs. It's a joy, and it's simply love-hate.

Mr. Shen, who is both loved and hated by people, just came out of the shed when he saw a longing figure standing not far away. Really, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised, his eyes lit up instantly, and his smile was brighter than the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning: "Mingming, why are you here?"

Tong Zhen made nonsense without changing his expression: "Outing."

"one person?"

"Yeah. My friend has diarrhea and broke the contract temporarily."

"Boy friend?"

Tong Zhen glanced at him lightly: "Yes."

When Shen Jingbing said that sentence, she didn't think about it at all, and she realized that it was wrong when she uttered it. However, the water splashed out by what she said could only be endured by herself——Tong Zhen answered the interface too quickly, and her expression was so inappropriate. Too calm, Shen Jingbing was fascinated by the authorities, and couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or just coping with it casually. He just felt a surge of jealousy in his chest, which made his nose sour, and tears filled his eyes instantly. He felt wronged She pursed her lips: "Mingming."

Tong Zhen: "..."

"Mingming, I'm so sad," Shen Jingbing didn't know whether she was brainwashed by Tong Zhen's shocking aesthetics that was accidentally revealed that day, or because her brain was flooded, she accidentally pinched Lanhua's fingers, twisted her waist and stomped her feet, " How could you treat people like this!"

The corner of Tong Zhen's mouth twitched: "Boss Shen."

"Don't call me Mr. Shen," Shen Jingbing cast a resentful wink at Tong Zhen, pinched her throat, and said coquettishly, "I want to hear you call me Bingbing."

"Mr. Shen, I want to remind you that there is a gentleman who has been standing behind you for a long time. It seems that there is something important to ask you to show me."

Shen Jingbing: "..."

Accidentally bumped into some great secret, the set staff who was about to tiptoe off: "..."

The employees have been picky all morning, and they dare not be good at any small details. They came here specially to ask the president to show them off. When they were caught off guard and saw the president pinching the orchid fingers and stomping his feet and acting coquettishly, he immediately felt that his three views had been fatally impacted.Although President Shen is usually a bit rough, he is still very manly. He didn't expect to be a bitch in private!

In order not to be killed by Mr. Shen, he was going to pretend that he had never been there before. He took a step back and was called out, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Mr. Shen, when I checked the props just now, I found a garland from the Purple Story series. The delphiniums are wilted, can we use forget-me-nots instead?"

"Forget-me-not?" Shen Jingbing's forehead twitched crazily, and said angrily, "She is not worthy of that kind of person, let's change to Purple Petunia."

"……OK."

The staff left in a hurry, and the corner of Tong Zhen's mouth twitched.

Forget-me-not flower language-eternal love, never-changing heart.

Purple morning glory language - cut off love.

Exactly what he wanted.

Tong Zhen took out her mobile phone, lowered her head and sent a text message to Director Wu: "Mr. Wu, to ensure the smooth shooting, please take your Mr. Shen away, thank you."

☆、Tong Jing Bing

Director Wu was very reliable in his work, and soon found an excuse to drag Shen Jingbing away.

Tong Zhen just started to make up and change clothes to prepare, and the make-up artist Xiao Yuan, who the company hired to help, couldn't get in the way at all.She sat next to her holding the coffee that Tong Zhen poured for her in both hands, watched Tong Zhen open a makeup box that was more professional than hers, and sat in front of the makeup mirror. With a few strokes, the outline softened a lot in an instant. Add two more strokes casually, and the face will be brightened in an instant, the eyebrows will be graceful, and the look will fly.

Xiao Yuan asked, "Have you ever learned how to make up?"

"My job," Tong Zhen smiled, "I'm a teacher who teaches makeup."

While speaking, he carried a bag of things and underwear numbered No.1 into the dressing room.

When he walked in, he was a very handsome man, but his actions were crisp and neat, exuding a masculine temperament. When he came out, he was completely a handsome lady with long hair and shawls, with a charming smile.

Before Xiao Yuan came here, she had watched the video of his previous runway shows, and she had already been mentally prepared for this "big transformation" trick, but seeing a real person, she still couldn't help but shine.

She has been in the industry for five or six years, because her makeup skills are not bad, she has done makeup for many models, and she has seen many good-looking celebrities in the circle, but she has never seen this kind of beauty , but every gesture, frown and smile is a feminine "woman".

Even more beautiful than on the catwalk.

Xiao Yuan was still puzzled by Jiaohong Group's choice of such an unknown model as a spokesperson, especially when they heard that they had found a male model, and felt that Jiaohong's executives were probably out of their minds. , she was still doubting that even if Tong Zhen's good looks could withstand the changing lights on the catwalk, she might not be able to withstand the skylight of the location studio.

Now she can't help but admire Jiaohong's high-level executive with vicious vision and courage.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, the filming started.

Photographer Vincent is hired by the company with a lot of money, and is a gold medal photographer of underwear fashion magazine. He has long hair and an artist temperament. He does have two brushes under his hand. The application is almost perfect, fully highlighting the advantages of the characters and costumes. The overall composition has an ethereal and dreamy atmosphere, like a fairyland in fairy tales. The past, warm cotton candy clouds make people want to wear it at first glance.

Xiao Yuan, who was watching from the side, wanted to buy one and try it out.

Time passed quickly, and the sun had moved to the sky in a blink of an eye.

When Vincent took the first few sets, he was still well-behaved, with a look of high-sightedness and disdain to talk to others, but when the fifth set was taken, Tong Zhen already felt that he was helping him organize his underwear, which was extremely concealed and meaningful. Wipe skillfully.

His silicone fake breasts are probably very flat, and Vincent rubbed his fingers reluctantly after he left.

If it wasn't for Vincent's licking too much, he might suffer from vertigo again.

Tong Zhen glanced at him coldly, with a half-smile, and then at the position of the camera.

Vincent's assistant and lighting artist turned a blind eye, while the makeup artist Xiao Yuan and assistant Xiao Fang who were watching at the side noticed something was wrong, they frowned and looked at each other, Xiao Fang whispered: "I'll go to Director Wu."

She was about to sneak out when she saw the curtain of the location shed lifted, and a tall, long-legged, handsome guy strode in. His face was very smelly, and he threw Vincent against the wall, warning in a low voice: "Liu Zhiqiang, I have a high salary." You are invited to shoot commercials for Jiaohong, not to sexually/harass/harass our female models! Please respect yourself."

Shen Jingbing attached great importance to this commercial shooting. Although she was pulled away by director Wu early in the morning, she was thinking about the effect of the commercial shooting. After quickly finishing the work at hand, she ran to the scene at the speed of light and hid beside the location studio monitoring room.

He really didn't want to see that Porcelain girl again, and he didn't intend to break the promise at that time. It's just that whether it's public or private, one size belongs to one yard. Even if he hates that Porcelain girl, it's impossible not to pay attention to the commercial shooting As a result, this is after all related to the sales of FR. autumn and winter new products.

He is very satisfied with the shooting effect.

I have to admit that although the Porcelain girl is a mess, she is really good-looking, with a particularly gentle and feminine look in her gestures, with a charming smile and beautiful eyes, even if she is only wearing underwear, there is a kind of Especially subtle and subtle classical beauty charm.

There is no one more suitable for FR. The main character of this season than her.

Shen Jingbing was very satisfied and was about to leave, but suddenly caught a glimpse of something from the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but pause, and frowned.

He really hates that girl who touches porcelain.

I hate it so much that I wish I could never see her again in this life.

But that doesn't mean he can just watch that middle-aged wretched man Vincent mess with the spokesperson they invited.

And I don't know why, just now he vaguely felt that this Porcelain girl and his boyfriend looked a little bit like him, when he first realized this, he felt a little nervous in his heart, but now, the shock is not Transformed into an inexplicable anxiety.

When Shen Jingbing threw the person against the wall, he was almost irritable, and wanted to punch that scum in the face very much. Fortunately, his sanity as a CEO was still there, and he didn't do anything more extreme than threatening with a blank face. .

"There are surveillance cameras on the location studio," Shen Jingbing whispered in his ear, threatening, "If I let someone expose, can you still receive invitations to shoot underwear magazines?"

Vincent shuddered.

He himself is actually very lecherous, but the underwear models he photographed before were all famous figures in the fashion circle, assistants waited on him, managers followed, fans chased and held them, even if he borrowed his courage, he didn't dare to touch his hands casually, but Jiao Hong's spokesperson is obviously a newcomer, not even the slightest reputation in the circle, let alone a manager, even assistants are temporarily assigned by the company, so he is naturally confident.

What's more, he still has a lot of resources in fashion magazines in his hand, so many small models can't grab the opportunity, so I don't believe she is unwilling.

That's why I feel confident and bold to move my hands and feet.

Unexpectedly, being caught by the charming president, Vincent was instantly cowardly: "Mr. Shen, don't worry, I won't, dare not do it again."

Shen Jingbing let go of the photographer, turned around and glanced at Tong Zhen. He thought that the girl who touched porcelain would at least give a perfunctory thank you, but he didn't expect the other party to look at him with a half-smile, pinched his throat and said delicately: "Shen Boss, didn't you promise me that you would not appear in front of me? Isn't it fun to go back on your word? "

Shen Jingbing: "..."

The veins on his forehead twitched twice, and he felt an unknown fire rushing straight to the sky. Without saying a word, he turned around and left, the door curtain was slapped by him.

An ignorant woman!

If he wants to meddle in her business again, he'll change his mother's surname to Tong!

After Shen Jingbing left, Vincent really didn't dare to move again, until all the shooting was completed, the machine was turned off, Xiao Yuan and Xiao Fang packed up their things one after another to get their lunch boxes, Vincent deliberately pushed his assistant away and called her to the camera. In a dead corner, Se Mimi said: "Xiaotong, I have several fashion magazine shooting invitations, centerfolds and back covers under my hand, whichever you want, my brother can help you get it."

He was terribly frightened by Boss Shen, but when he saw Miss Tong's attitude towards Shen Jingbing, his guts swelled up like blowing a balloon.

"Thank you, brother." Tong Zhen glanced at him with a half-smile, "Brother, there is a camera."

Vincent thought it was Miss Tong's hint to him to accept the unspoken rules, and said happily: "I have a solution, just wait a moment." After he finished speaking, he took a handkerchief from the side, stepped on a stool to cover the camera , and ran over in a desperate manner: "Okay, there is no one now."

As he said that, he was about to reach out to touch Tong Zhen's silicone armor.

Tong Zhen stepped back two steps, showing an extremely cold and sharp smile, and then reached out to unbutton the bra.

Vincent's Adam's apple rolled twice, and he couldn't help swallowing two mouthfuls of saliva.

Tong Zhen took off her underwear, tore off a pair of silicone armor from her body, raised her hand and threw it into Vincent's arms, and said with a smile, "Like this? Give it to you."

Vincent looked at Tong Zhen's chest with pure masculine sexy chest muscles: "..."

He squeezed the "soft and plump" silicone armor in his hand, thinking that what he touched just now was this thing, and instantly withered.

Hehe, enough to disgust him for half his life.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Tong Zhen's mouth. He took a piece of clothing from the hanger and put it on casually, then kicked Vincent two meters away: "Sex/harass/harass the female model?"

He walked over and stepped on his chest: "Unspoken rules?"

"Didn't your father teach you how to be a human being?" Tong Zhen kicked him on the waist, "Then grandpa will be reluctant to teach you—the reason why people are human, not livestock, is because they have courtesy, righteousness and shame, you What is the difference between such a random estrus and a boar? You are so old, why don’t you even understand such trivial things, have you lived to the age of a dog? "

"You don't even look in the mirror, look at your face...you still want to find a fresh and tender little model? Do you know what 'toad wants to eat swan meat'?" Tong Zhen stretched out his foot and kicked his pig's paw, "By the way, which finger did you touch Lao Tzu just now?"

As he spoke, he found an eyebrow trimmer from the table next to him, and compared it to Vincent's fingers.

Tong Zhen may not be proficient in being a model, but he is good at beating people. He knows where the pain is the most and will not hurt the internal organs. He punches and kicks where he least suffers pain. The pain makes Vincent sweat coldly. Unable to speak, I was terrified when I heard this, and said, "Don't...please..."

"Do you still dare to harass female models in the future?"

"No, I dare not."

"Okay, I'll trust you for now. They're all in the same circle. I don't see you when I look up. If I hear that you're harassing another female model..." Tong Zhen's eyes slid down and fixed on a certain part, "Just It's not as simple as kicking the waist. Understand?"

"Ming...understand."

Tong Zhen let go of her feet: "Go away."

After Vincent left, Tong Zhen changed her clothes, and before she took off her makeup, Xiao Yuan came in with two boxes of lunch, handed one of them to Tong Zhen, looked around again, and asked in a low voice: "I just heard people say that there is a There is movement... are you okay?"

"It's okay," he smiled, "thank you."

The filming took a long time, and I couldn't eat on time when I was busy. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. Tong Zhen ate breakfast early, with two Snickers bars in the middle, and he was already hungry, so he was welcome , Open the lunch box and eat it.

He had just taken two bites when his phone rang.

Tong Zhen took out the phone, glanced at the incoming call, and swiped the screen to answer: "Mom."

"Hey, Zhenzhen," a gentle woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of Wu Nong's soft Jiangnan accent, "You haven't called your mother recently, how are you? Did you eat on time? "

A smile appeared on the corner of Tong Zhen's mouth: "Yes."

Tong Ruan chatted casually with him again, then asked, "How are you thinking about what your father said, when will you be back?"

The smile on Tong Zhen's mouth disappeared instantly.

"Zhenzhen, mom knows you like to put on makeup, but you have to be considerate of your dad. Your dad is almost [-], and his health is getting worse every day. You can come back early to take over the business, and you can reassure him earlier. I beg you, mom." , okay?"

"Got it," Tong Zhen said, "I still have something to do. Hang up."

He knows that his mother loves him very much, and he is also very beautiful and gentle, but there is just one bad thing - his temper is too soft.

Qin Yan was 32 years old when he returned to China. His wife was Chinese-American, intellectual and generous, and she brought a three-year-old son with her.In the second year after returning to China, he went to Jiangnan on a business trip alone, met Tong Ruan, who was working as a waiter in a hotel at the time, and fell in love with him overnight.

The family surnamed Qin had a wife and son, so he had no intention of being responsible at all, so he just gave her some money and sent her away.Tong Ruan was worried, for fear that the Qin family would snatch her son, braid his hair and wear a skirt, raise him as a girl, and send him to his grandmother's house in the country for a long time.

If Qin Yan's wife hadn't taken her son to travel abroad, the plane crashed, and his wife and only son died together in the plane crash, Qin Yan would never have recognized him as an illegitimate son, and it would have been impossible for Qin Yan to take his mother home.

That year, Tong Zhen was 17 years old and was about to take the college entrance examination.

Qin Yan wanted him to apply for a major in finance, so Tong Ruan nagged in his ears every day, saying good things for his father. At that time, Tong Zhen was young and energetic, and couldn't stand his mother's humiliation, so he quarreled with her every day When the quarrel became fierce, he asked her face to face: "You still speak for him? What if his wife is not dead? Can you wait until the day you become Mrs. Qin in your life?"

At this time, Tong Ruan stopped talking and began to reach out to wipe away tears.

After the college entrance examination, in order to get rid of his father's control, he gave up the character design major he wanted to learn at that time, and was admitted to the military academy in advance.

It's been nine years since I left.

Later, when he went home during the Chinese New Year, he had occasional conflicts with Qin Yan, but Tong Ruan never said anything good for his father. Unexpectedly, after so many years, she would still come to persuade him for Qin Yan.

Thinking of the past, Tong Zhen lost her appetite in an instant. After taking a few bites, she put down the chopsticks, put away the lunch box, said hello to Xiao Yuan, and left without removing her makeup.

He drove along the suburban road several times. On both sides of the road were endless fields, green vegetable fields and ponds. The lotus in the pond was half-opened and half-closed by the sun, and green lotus pods were faintly visible among the graceful lotus leaves. The green corn stands neatly by the roadside, the sky is blue and white clouds, the sun is shining brightly, and the air smells like the crops are about to ripen.

Summer is almost over.

When the car drove back to City X, it was nightfall, the twilight enveloped gently, the lights of the car merged into a flowing sea of ​​lights, Tong Zhen followed the traffic flow of getting off work at night, and stopped and waited until he realized it. I found myself driving the car back to the old community.

……

Tong Zhen lowered his head and smiled wryly.

There is no garage in the community, and cars are parked everywhere except for the green space and the entrance and exit passages. Tong Zhen finally found an empty parking space and parked the car, and found a small restaurant for dinner.Along the way, I received the astonishing gazes of several men before realizing that I forgot to remove my makeup.

Hey!

Tong Zhen didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food from morning to night. He was really hungry. He ordered a few stir-fries and a bottle of white wine, and drank directly into the bottle.

He doesn't usually like drinking alcohol, but alcohol can really relax his nerves, and he will fall asleep after drinking, and the next day will be a brand new day.

After Shen Jingbing came out of the location shed, she returned to the company. She was so angry that she didn't even eat lunch. She was so busy that she didn't come out of the company until [-] o'clock in the evening. When she got home, she wanted to fry eggs and fried rice to make do, but found that there were not only eggs, but also salt. there is none left.

……

The neighborhood supermarket is near the south gate, far away. Shen Jingbing simply went out from the north gate and bought eggs, shrimps, peas, bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, ham and corn kernels in a small supermarket in the old street outside, and picked up a bunch of them in a mess. Seasoning, when I checked out, I saw a small box next to the cashier, and I took a box by accident.

After paying the payment, he realized that this thing is useless to him at present.

sad.

He came out of the supermarket with a bag in his hand, and when passing by a restaurant, he casually glanced inside and saw a familiar figure.

The most hated woman in the world is drinking inside.She was dressed very neutrally, with a white shirt, black trousers, and her hair was cut short, but even so, she couldn't hide her beauty from the inside out - there were several male diners around, and the waiter brother , They were all peeking at her intentionally or unintentionally.

A woman, wearing heavy makeup in the middle of the night, drank alone in the chaotic old city.

How is this different from saying "I'm lonely" to someone face to face?

Do you still have any sense of security?

Or...she came here purposely to hang men?

Shen Jingbing was so disgusted that she didn't want to take a second look, so she quickened her pace and walked forward, but when she reached the back door of the community, she stopped suddenly and strode back to the small restaurant with a sullen face.

The woman is drinking from a bottle.

Shen Jingbing rushed over aggressively, reaching out to grab it.

Tong Zhen got a little dizzy from drinking, and didn't notice Shen Jingbing coming in at all. He just wanted to take a sip, but he snatched it away, and Gudu Gudu directly poured a small half of the bottle into it. He said: "cough cough cough... Shen Jingbing, what are you doing? Are you sick?!"

The author has something to say: Mr. Shen: My name is Tong Jingbing now [doge]

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Sorry, my brain was eaten by obsessive-compulsive disorder yesterday, and today I will give you five thousand chapters.mwah!

☆, drunk

The next day was September [-]st, the annual registration day for new students.

Although Tong Zhen is not responsible for the registration of freshmen and has no classes, but there is a meeting in the department to attend, and he may bump into his students on campus. Yawning and listlessness are really detrimental to the dignity of being a teacher.

He doesn't deserve to sleep tonight.

That's why he asked for a bottle of wine.Tong Zhen originally wanted to get drunk, pay the bill and leave, and ask a valet driver or take a taxi to go back and have a good night's sleep, but who would have thought that Shen Jingbing's sudden appearance would cause him to drink half of the bottle in one breath, and when he came out of the restaurant, the wind blew, With the drunkenness on his mind, his footsteps became a little wobbly in an instant, and even his speech was light.

"Shen Jingbing, why are you everywhere?" Tong Zhen raised her head and gave him a glance, "Huh?"

What he was complaining about was Shen Jingbing's lingering ghosts in the past two months, but Shen Jingbing misunderstood it as Pengci girl complaining that he didn't keep his promise and appeared in front of her again and again.

What kind of kindness is being treated as a donkey's liver and lungs again!

Does this woman have a heart!

Shen Jingbing was so angry that she wished to leave her on the street and leave, but seeing how she couldn't even walk steadily... He really couldn't do such a thing as leaving a drunk woman on the street late at night, so he could only stare fiercely. She glanced at her: "If you hadn't accepted our Jiaohong endorsement, I wouldn't bother you even if you died drunk on the street! I'm doing it for the reputation of our FR. brand!"

"Oh," Tong Zhen's mind froze, he forgot that he didn't take off his makeup just now, and he stopped suddenly, "So that's how it is."

He doesn't drink well, and the wine doesn't seem to be very good. Not long after he drank it, he was already so dizzy that he was talking nonsense. If he got drunk later, he didn't know what would happen.

Wearing clothes is troublesome.

So Tong Zhen sneered: "Mr. Shen, do you think that I drink in the middle of the night just to hook up with men? In your heart, I am such an indiscreet woman... right?"

"……No."

"You have," Tong Zhen stretched out his hand to touch his face with a smile, "and you are right. I just want to hook up with you... Mr. Shen, you are so handsome and have such a straight nose. Big. Ordinary men can't satisfy me, but you... definitely can."

"..." Shen Jingbing felt that the skin touched by her fingertips was instantly covered with goosebumps, his back was numb, his scalp exploded, and he took two steps back in an instant, "!!!"

He was "attacked" by this girl who touches porcelain again!

Shen Jingbing only felt his stomach turned upside down, but it was a pity that he hadn't eaten a bite of food from noon to night, and there was nothing to vomit at all. He covered his mouth and groaned twice, wanting to turn around and leave immediately.

But...she was drunk.

It's too dangerous to leave her here alone.

Shen Jingbing wanted to call Fatty Yin and ask him to come over to take over, but when he touched his pocket, he realized that he came out in a hurry, with only his keys and wallet, and no mobile phone at all.

Hey!

Then only...

Shen Jingbing used her sleeves to pad her hands, and slashed at the back of her neck with a hand knife. Before she fainted, she quickly hugged her up through the material of the clothes.

Damn... so heavy.

Tong Zhen really wanted to remind him, you idiot, the position of your cut is not right at all, and you can really knock people out with two fingers.However, he was too dizzy when he was drunk, and the male hormones on Shen Jingbing's body smelt his nostrils. He could only feel his brain buzzing and spinning, and a strong sense of dizziness similar to weightlessness swept over him, but he didn't know it was the alcohol Paralyzed his nerves, or for some other reason, the desire to vomit is not as strong as before.

Ears are noisy pedestrians and vehicles.

Overhead is the endless dark blue starry sky.Because of the light pollution of the city, only a few stars were on, spinning, jumping, and twinkling in his dizzy eyes.For some reason, he suddenly remembered a nursery rhyme from his childhood.

Twinkling and twinkling, the sky is full of little stars.

He thought of many years ago, on a summer night, his grandmother hugged him with a pair of big, powerful hands that were used to doing farm work, waving a cattail fan in one hand, and humming nursery rhymes softly in his ear.

Since grandma passed away, no one has hugged him again.

The stars in the sky gradually blurred, Tong Zhen blinked, and a big tear fell from the corner of his eye.

At first, he just shed tears quietly, but then he couldn't help sobbing, and wept a lot of the shirt on Shen Jingbing's chest.

Shen Jingbing: "..."

Damn it, is there any end to being a witch?

As it turns out, there's no end to it.

The woman grabbed the skirt of his shirt and cried heartbreakingly in his arms: "Mom!"

Shen Jingbing: "..."

"Mom, don't you want me?" Tong Zhen took a corner of Shen Jingbing's skirt, blew his nose naturally, looked up into his eyes, and said with tears in his eyes, "Mom, talk, are you... Really don't want me anymore?"

Shen Jingbing: "!!!"

She's drunk, don't be familiar with her!

But it's really disgusting!

Overwhelming anxiety swept over, Shen Jingbing's muscles tensed instantly, and her scalp went numb for a while, wishing to throw him far away immediately.

But he didn't know whether he was acquainted once, or he was numb from the torture of the most hated woman in the world. Not only did he not throw him out, but he also adjusted the angle to hold him more firmly.Even because of the mother, there was a subtle sympathy.

He must be sick!

Shen Jingbing carried the heavy woman downstairs with difficulty.The easiest way is obviously to get her upstairs and throw her into the guest room to make do with it for a night, but how could he let this kind of woman who treats him with ill intentions come into the room?

So he threw people into the back seat of the car: "Where is your home?"

Although Shen Jingbing had already sent her home once, but last time his physical reaction was a little more serious than this time, he was dizzy, and with Yin Qing driving, he didn't have the slightest impression at all.

"Home?" Tong Zhenzui blinked dimly, "I don't have a home."

"..." Shen Jingbing's forehead twitched twice, "House, where is your house?"

"Well, I have a house."

Shen Jingbing almost collapsed: "I'm asking where do you live? Where?! Address!"

"sweet……"

After Tong Zhen said a word, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have moved, but where did he move?

"I forgot," he said.

Shen Jingbing: "..."

Tong Zhen's whole face was wrinkled together: "Where do I live? Why can't I remember? I live