[Pretender] Manchun Resentment

Get out.

It's so cold outside.There was no one, and every family was huddled up in a warm house and had a moment of reunion.

He staggered across the big lawn of the Ming Mansion, and his body was chilled all the way to his heart.

But Minglou couldn't even call her name out loud.

"Brother." A jade arm stretched out from behind the iron gate of the big fence, and it looked even whiter and tenderer in the cold weather, and the bright red nails pointed at him.

"What's the matter with you?" He ran over in a bad breath, the white air coming out of his mouth startled him, and he scolded the girl in a low voice.

"Come here at night and still wear so little, are you crazy?"

"Hee hee." Man Chun smiled and stretched out two jade arms around Ming Lou's neck, whispering in his ear,

"Isn't it like before, that's how I came to find you?"

What she was referring to was, of course, the year when the two hadn't separated many years ago, they were always like this. In the middle of the night, Manchun spotted Minglou's bedroom and threw stones up, and Minglou sneaked out. Angrily taught her a lesson.

Then she pursed her mouth and pretended to be obedient, but she would still do the same next time. The glass in Minglou's room had been "accidentally" broken several times.

What can he say?He could only sigh, and then hugged her and sat behind the wall of Ming mansion looking at the stars in the sky.

"What are you doing out at night?" He looked at the other side

"I suddenly remembered that the cat hadn't been fed yet. I wanted to go back and feed the cat. I walked past the Ming Mansion and wanted to see you." See how you reunited with your own relatives while killing my relatives.

"It's just one night. There's still time to feed it when I go back tomorrow." Minglou naturally wouldn't believe such an argument, and she didn't believe it herself, but there was indeed such a reason in it.

"No," she replied firmly.

"That cat is so important that it can make you not listen to me?" He only knew that it was a quiet and ugly cat, but he didn't understand why Ah Cheng said that he looked very similar to him.

"That's the only existence in this world that needs me, and can't live without me." It looks quite similar to Minglou's accent, so it is not favored by her, and it always takes the anger towards Minglou on it, Although he is not short of food and clothing, he is unwilling to take care of her himself.

The cat always sat quietly at her feet, refusing to say a word.

Until that day, Minglou's words "As you wish" really touched her pain point.She still remembered that it was raining heavily that night, and she grabbed the cat by the neck and threw it out the door.

"Aren't you going to leave me? Get out! Don't be hypocritical here!" She knew that it was a delicate foreign cat, not Minglou, but she threw it into the heavy rain, sitting on the bed with red eyes. Waiting behind the door for it to beg for mercy and scratch the door.

This wait is an hour.

After all, she couldn't bear to part with her. She didn't even wipe off her eyeshadow when she was dizzy. She opened the door and shouted everywhere, only to find that she didn't even mention his name.

It exists as a substitute for Minglou, something that vents its anger, so how can it have a name?

She had no choice but to hold an umbrella in the rain and yell "cat cat" in the rain. It was freezing cold, but she couldn't bear to give up.

Finally found it, under the car parked next to the villa.It picked up one of her old towels, lying in the mud under the wheels.

Well-behaved, she didn't even bark, just guarded the towel that smelled of her, her hair was also sticky, and her body was trembling desperately.

She didn't even know that if she hadn't found the cat, it wouldn't survive the next day.

But it still guards itself.

Wang Manchun put her hand under the wheel, and the cat meowed meekly, and brought the dry side of her body over, allowing her to grab it out and hold it in her arms.

Man Chun hugged it tightly in his arms and rubbed it, crying and smiling happily, rubbing the eyeshadow and rouge on his face on its fur.

In this world, she finally has a new bond

Since then, it has a name called

warmth.

He looked around and met a rickshaw owner rushing home for a reunion dinner, so he took out 200 yuan from his pocket and waved his hand. The rickshaw owner hesitated for a moment, finally sighed, and ran away with a friendly smile come over.

"Go to No. 4 on the Bund."

Wang Manchun helped him get into the rickshaw, and said something to him

"Goodbye, senior brother." He turned around and sat up.

The weather is cold.At this time, the wind had turned into ice, and the two of them snuggled together, Minglou's thick black coat covering them, looking affectionate and warm.

"Brother, do you have any cigarettes?" Ming Lou was stunned for a while before realizing, "Do you smoke?"

Of course he is a smoker himself, and for the sake of entertainment, he can't live without him forever.

He fished out a foreign brand cigarette case from his coat pocket, took out one and handed it to her, and took out a silver lighter, and with a flick of his thumb, golden sparks came out.

"I remember you don't smoke." Wang Manchun glanced at him, smiled and put the cigarette on his mouth and moved it closer, his movements looked a little jerky.

"You fell in love with it in the first few years when you left, and then you quit because you thought it was bad for your health. When you come back, I hope you will kiss me, so I don't dare to smoke these things anymore." She thought of herself in her previous life, When Minglou came back, she gave up smoking forcibly. Before seeing him, she never forgot to chew some rose gum. Thinking about this life, she has maintained the habit unknowingly. She secretly hoped that he would be like

When I was young, I usually kissed myself often.

"But now, I know that you won't kiss me anymore." Because he doesn't love, he is only willing to give some ambiguous words, and he never even refuses to say the word love.

The smell of smoke was a bit strong, and it was scary to choke. She could only feel a bitter taste spreading from her mouth, take it out!But she didn't want to be timid in front of Minglou, so she pretended nothing happened and exhaled the smoke, and slowly took it out.

"Manchun" he called her as the car passed through a brightly lit square,

"En?" His face slowly enlarged in the night, his eyes got closer and closer, and finally two seconds later, his lips were covered with fragrant red lips.

He stuck his tongue in and kissed her thoroughly from beginning to end.

Arrogant

【fourteen】

Remember someone once said that any prolonged skin-to-skin contact can be called flirting.

Snowing.

He was so close to her, Man Chun closed his eyes, and could see the little snowdrops condensed on her trembling eyelashes, slowly rolling down on her pink cheeks.

Her mouth only tasted like red wine, and she was about to get drunk, her soft tongue was curled by him, Minglou didn't dare to close her eyes, he was not Wang Manchun, he couldn't put down his guard wholeheartedly, he had to be sober, calm, and look down on everything.

Even his feelings.

The kiss lasted a long time, and the silence after it was over was even longer.

Man Chun curled up in front of him like a little girl, with two cold legs protruding from the fork of the cheongsam to rest beside his legs.

If there were no family grievances and hatred between the family and the country, she should be called the young mistress of Mingda now, and the two of them might even have children, so where is it now.

The rickshaw stopped, but Minglou didn't leave. He just took an extra ticket and handed it to the boss, then helped Manchun down, half pushed and half hugged, and sent him to the villa.

The snowy day is already cold, why let him go home later for reunion?What's more, he was worried at first, the smile in front of the window was too tragic, he always thought of it over and over again.

It's such a big villa, not even a servant.

Minglou was groping in the dark, hugging Manchun with one hand, and touching the switch with the other, when something fluffy rubbed against his feet, he subconsciously kicked it, and realized that it was probably the cat.

Much worse than he imagined.

There is not even a servant here, and the living room is cold and there is no trace of people living in it.Only that cat!He squatted aside and stared at him with round eyes.

"Manchun, where's your servant?" He asked, Wang Manchun didn't look at him, and picked up the cat shortly and walked inside.

"I don't have a servant in my house, and the nannies come in during the day and leave after finishing their work. I don't like having other people in my house." Since she moved out, all the servants in the house have been arranged by Zhu Huiyin, and she especially relies on Zhu Huiyin. That's why Ah Cheng can continuously get documents from here,

If he doesn't have an internal response, how can he easily know where the documents are, so that he can return with a full load every time.

She pressed Ming Lou on the sofa, took off the gold-rimmed eyes for him, and stood behind him to rub his temples, as considerate and gentle as some little lady.

"Meow." The cat let out a dissatisfied cry before she came to her senses and hurried over to rub its neck while facing Minglou Road.

"Brother, take a rest, I'll get it some food." After finishing speaking, he hurried into the room without pouring tea for Minglou.

Ben.

"...Where do you think you look like me?" Chief Ming was rubbing his hands and facing the fat cat on the coffee table.This cat was much fatter than the last time I saw it, and it looked cute in front of Wang Manchun, but when she left, it stared at him with a full face.

Do you want to compete with a cat now?

Compete for favor?Chief Ming shook his head with a smile, and reached for a foreign magazine that was upside down on the table.

A well-folded envelope suddenly fell from it.

Minglou looked at the door, but carefully picked it up.

[Chun'er respectfully] The beginning of the payment

Chuner.

There are only two people in this world who can call Wang Manchun, Director of No. 76 Intelligence Division, "Chun'er".One just died in the hotel tonight, and the other is sitting here.

He picked up the envelope and sniffed it. The smell of men's perfume, mint, was exactly the same as that day.