[Pretender] Manchun Resentment

, tell me, how many have had a relationship? "

"...Except for the last one." He gritted his teeth. Ming Lou was never an ascetic. French girls are enthusiastic and unrestrained, so they are naturally at home. It's just the last Miss Li, but it's true. If it wasn't because Ming Jing saw the face of that Miss Li when he visited his younger brother, maybe they could still be together.

"No wonder..." she murmured, that Miss Li is now Li Qin's older sister. She had never seen her in her previous life, but she almost died at her hands in this life.

She had just returned from hell and was full of viciousness. Taking advantage of Wang Fuqu's surprise, she endured her drug addiction and secretly boarded the plane to Paris.

Her long black hair is braided, she looks extremely pure, her eyes can see sunlight, she didn't intend to kill her, she let go of the next three girls, but this girl was found by her, it is really Ten looks very much like Man Chun, she was angry for a moment, so she wanted to finish her with a razor blade for trimming her eyebrows.

She sneaked into Miss Li's boudoir, covered her breasts, and then dragged her neck to the mirror. Just as a bead of blood was drawn on her fragile neck, she saw her face.

On that face that was extremely similar to her, there was indeed exactly the same stubbornness as hers.

Hibiscus noodles and willow-leaf eyebrows, this is the beautiful and pure lavender that blooms in Provence, but after being burned to the ground by the fire, she humbles herself into the dust, and what she blooms again is a venomous bone flower.

She threw the blade away in horror.

Sorry

My hands are covered with blood, my feet are deep in mud, and I can't extricate myself. In my eyes, there is no longer the sunshine of his love.

But do I want to steal the sunshine from other people's eyes now?

Wang Manchun has no conscience and loves to kill. It was not what she wanted. If she could choose, she would like to be that purple dress embroidered with tiny flowers, that little girl who always likes to smile with her mouth pursed and her head down, lying on Minglou's arm. Whispering in the corner.

Later, when she was addicted to drugs, she gritted her teeth and knocked Miss Li unconscious with a palm, and endured the pain alone in a dilapidated bed in a small hotel in a corner of Paris.

She secretly took the envelope from Minglou on Miss Li's desk, with a strong character.

She thought she was crazy to a certain extent.

Only holding Man Erqi on the envelope, he clenched his teeth and survived the catastrophe.

But she did not escape this catastrophe, the catastrophe of love.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Wang Manchun thought for a long time in a daze, but he spit out such a sentence in a daze.

"Maybe, I just want to push his heart away layer by layer." Repeatedly tempting, approaching step by step, I just want to see, I want to see him take off the mask, for the sake of my irrational appearance, I want to Look at him crying for me, suffering for me, wanting him to experience the same pain as me, wanting him to love me as deeply as I love her.

When Wang Manchun lost Minglou, he lost the whole world.

Minglou lost Wang Manchun, but is still Minglou,

And full of lies.

If I die, will he be in pain?I still sigh regretfully, but it's a pity that it's hard to control the replacement of the director of the intelligence department?Or will you be glad that your family is safe?

Would she, Wang Manchun, be afraid of death?It's just that it would be a pity if he couldn't see his regretful face before he died, but she was actually looking forward to that day.

coming.

If you die, will you come back again?

Well that's great!Even if you will be deceived again, even if you will be hurt again, the day will come when you will tear your face

prior to,

To still feel such a warm embrace, to be surrounded by such tenderness, to hear his sweet words, to breathe the same air with him, to live in this world with him,

that is really good!

The organs are exhausted, but the love is hard to restrain.

faint cold fragrance green plum memory

【22】

Young Master Mingtai was injured.

This incident was passed on by Ah Cheng.At that time, he was brushing his hair innocently for Nuannuan, and there were fine hairs all over the neatly tidied suit pants.

"Does this have something to do with me?" Director Wang is standing in front of the mirror at the moment and is arranging her hair. Today, she put down her hair oiled bun with ulterior motives and combed it loosely into two braids. The shape of her hair is also combed into black straight bangs, she wears a

A white gown embroidered with lilacs, the bright satin shines through, and a bright pink long pleated skirt is attached to the lower body.

Not even makeup.Just like the bright and beautiful appearance of a young girl back then.

Ah Cheng now knows that she is his own, although he is still a little afraid of her insidious attitude, he is willing to relax a lot,

"It's not your photo. When the elder sister was disciplining Mingtai, she inadvertently found the wedding photo of you and elder brother from Mingtai's pocket."

The eldest brother is really good, and for some reason, all his few words were put on Ming Tai. Chief Ming was only punished to kneel in the small ancestral hall for five hours, and he was not allowed to eat dinner.

"Wedding photos..." He saw Wang Manchun taking out perfume and spraying it on himself,

Ah Cheng wondered, it was past dinner time, where was she going dressed like this?

"Director Wang is going out at night?"

"I won't tell you." She turned her face towards him and rolled her big eyes. Mingcheng was not angry either. These two people have been tossing her back and forth these days and she has lost her temper. At this time, she is also waiting. The eldest sister went back to her room after resting at eight o'clock, so she was implicated in it.

After Mingcheng left Wang Manchun's villa, he went to Liang Zhongchun's place. Director Liang had just been taught verbally and physically by Chief Ming. He deeply understood what thunder's anger is, and it took him an hour to comfort him before he got better.

He managed to sneak up to the second floor without turning on the lights, slipped past Mingjing's room, but stopped in Minglou's room, the eldest brother should still be kneeling in the small ancestral hall, but the door was opened a crack, looming.

He became suspicious for a moment, suspecting that the little fellow Mingtai had sneaked in while he and his elder brother were away, so he knocked on the door and walked in.

The bedside table lamp was turned on and flickered on dimly, but the window was open, and the night wind blew the curtains inside, and it was a cold day in April.

Ah Cheng looked around, the place where the documents were kept did not move, it should not be Mingtai, so he had to go up and close the window, but...he sniffed, and there was a familiar fragrance floating in the air.

what is it then?Ah Cheng didn't think about it in the end, but he didn't close the door, and went straight to the small ancestral hall.

The room was silent again for a moment, and an arm with a jade bracelet suddenly stretched out from behind the thick crimson brocade curtain.

His room was still the same, an old school room with heavy colors and elegant things.It's been like this since she was a teenager. Poorly, she only came here once, so she remembers the furnishings here firmly.

If Minglou had entered her boudoir, he might not be able to tell the difference, but this girl's room was decorated exactly the same by her.

But even in his two lifetimes, he never entered her room.

But that's probably not what's important now.

She put down the food box, and started searching the room with her hands and feet on her feet.

In that bedside table, she had put her pair of sapphire bracelets, because in a panic, he bumped his arm against the wooden bedside and knocked some jade shavings off one of them. Afraid that she would be hurt, Ming Lou forcefully took it off.

Behind the dazzled floor-to-ceiling curtains, there was a space for one person. He once covered her mouth, and the two pressed together holding their breath, waiting for Ah Xiang to clean the room.

The pair of thick millet jade pillows had once been covered with a pillow cover embroidered with lotus flowers, and she and he had been lying head to head, face to face, the lotus flower between their noses, She pointed with Qianqianyu, listening to his deep voice telling Bing Tilian's deep meaning in her ear.

There is a dark compartment behind the large mirror, in which he once put a pair of jade earrings in front of her.He told her that if one day she came in, she would wear it every day, except for sleeping, and she would not be allowed to take it off for a moment until it was handed over to another person.

She turned the switch quietly, and the small box carved with fragrant wood was still there. Man Chun became nervous for some reason, and slowly opened it with trembling hands...it was empty.

Sure enough, after ten years, things have changed, so how can we expect the old things to still be there.

It's just that the eyes are still hot and tears are falling down.

"Your temperament is too pure, and this earring is too old-fashioned and a little too graceful."

Now she is worthy of it, but her love is the same as before, and her heart is old.

"Sister Manchun." She was startled, her sharp eyes swept towards the source of the sound, and it was Mingtai.

He looked very weak, wearing silk pajamas, looked ungainly, and a lot more well-behaved, calling her with a breathy voice.

Seeing her turn around, she showed a cute and harmless expression, turned her head and closed the door, and crept in.

Wang Manchun quickly closed the box and put it back to its original place, then turned to look at him. She left in a hurry today and didn't have time to bring the dagger, so she could only be on guard. She forced a smile,

"You are clever enough to find me here."

Mingtai chuckled, and pointed to the food box on the ground. It seemed that he was very hungry, so Manchun nodded and took the food

The box was opened, and the dishes inside were placed on the coffee table.

Stewed chicken fu, beautiful liver, Nanjing tripe, chrysanthemum brain and egg soup, and a big pot of water shield porridge, which are thick and thin, delicious and delicious.

Mingtai looked at Wang Manchun, this woman who was said to have a heart of snakes and scorpions was completely washed out at the moment, and she was dressed in gentle and virtuous clothes, like someone's old lady.

Tai, she took out a small bowl and served him water shield porridge under the lamp, and she couldn't help feeling that she was really kind to her elder brother.