[Pretender] Manchun Resentment

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"Come here soon!" He gritted his teeth and opened his eyes.

In front of him is the head of the intelligence department, Wang Da, who is as vicious as a snake, the niece of the traitor Wang Fuqu, and the leader of the secret service. At this moment, he is squatting on the ground in a silk-like nightdress. But two white thighs were exposed.The long curly hair was not waxed, so it was frizzy and piled on the shoulders, and the makeup was completely removed. At this moment, he sat on the ground and looked at him with his mouth puckered.

"Come and help." She said with a tiger face.

It was only then that Ah Cheng realized that she seemed to be bathing the cat. He didn't know whether it was a sigh of relief or a subtle disappointment that made him dumbfounded. He took off the suit jacket and hung it on the hook behind the bathroom door. Wearing a white shirt with a beige suit, he also squatted down.

The kitten was also making a lot of noise, the water in the small tub was spilled all over the place during its struggle, but it just refused to settle down, kept shaking its fur, and splashed the two of them head and face, so Ah Cheng had to hold him alone. Then, Director Wang Da was in charge of combing and washing with a brush.

"Why didn't Ms. Wang find a servant to do it?" Under the dim light, she brushed the kitten's fur carefully and gently with a strange face,

"It doesn't like being touched by others." She suddenly raised the cat's hind legs, "So it's really a man." The kitten seemed to be touched by her.

□□I'm used to it, maybe it's because of being held down by Ah Cheng, so I don't struggle, just obediently let her tease me.

The washing was almost done, Wang Manchun picked up the cat, raised her head, and was about to let him wrap it in a towel, who knew that Ah Cheng was distracted, and stupidly unfolded the big towel to wrap her whole body in it.

"...I mean the cat" She pouted sullenly in the bath towel, and Mingcheng rescued her in a hurry, and covered the cat again.

"What are you thinking?" Wang Manchun asked before sending him out, but he smiled silently and did not answer.

Wang Manchun is beautiful, cruel, vicious, and irritable... There are countless words in this world to describe her, but he found that at that moment, in that place, in that environment,

Her breath is actually attracting me and reassuring me.

It feels like home.

orphans

【twelve】

Ah Cheng's suit jacket was gone, and he came back wearing a beige vest.

Ming Jing just pursed his lips and smiled secretly, then went to the department store to buy new clothes for Ah Cheng.

But Minglou knew where Ah Cheng had gone, of course not only because of the cat hair stained on him, he also brought back Wang Fuqu's itinerary

table.

From the first day Ah Cheng entered Wang Manchun's house, there were no more secrets in her house.

The New Year's Eve is coming soon, and there is no holiday on the 76th. When Minglou came to see her, Wang Manchun still stayed in her office

in.

"Mr. Ming, please wait a moment." Zhu Huiyin from the telecommunications office stood in front of the door with a smile, and said loudly,

"I'm going to make a report." Minglou was taken aback. He would knock on the door when he entered, but Wang Manchun meant that he was not even allowed to knock on the door. If Zhu Huiyin called in first, what was she doing? whats the matter?

He opened the door and walked in. Wang Manchun was already standing enthusiastically in front of the desk, and when he saw him, he clung to him affectionately.

"Master Ming, come to meet me on a New Year's Eve date?"

Minglou patted her on the back, looked around secretly, and wrapped his arms around Wang Manchun's waist, which seemed to be getting thinner again.

"I asked Ah Cheng to order a table of dishes." He exaggeratedly circled a big circle in front of the two of them with his other hand, "A big table! It's all big meat dishes with thick oil and red sauce, and your favorite The circle of grass to eat."

"Really~" Wang Manchun wore a dark red cheongsam today, her long hair was coiled behind her head, and two curls hung down from her temples. With the bright red rouge lipstick, she was really glamorous.

She pulled Minglou's hand away at once, and turned around twice in front of Minglou, revealing two bare thighs in the corner of the high-forked cheongsam, which looked very attractive.

Ming Lou stuck his free hand to the seam of his trousers and twisted his thumb and index finger together.

"Does it look good?" Minglou nervously put the coat on her shoulders and hugged her from behind,

"It's so beautiful, you can't let other people get lucky."

He sat down with Wang Manchun, as if he was going to wait for the beautiful woman to finish the work, but God knows, Ah Cheng was still dealing with Liang Zhongchun's place, and there was no table of dishes, so he just waited here.

He didn't know why, maybe he was so vicious that he wanted to see with his own eyes the way Wang Manchun knew his loved one was dead, so he could sneak in, or he felt pity for this woman, fearing that she would do something out of control to hurt her. Own.

Minglou, ah Minglou, you are becoming more and more hypocritical. It is clear that you personally passed the order to execute Wang Fuqu, so why do you pretend to love Wang Manchun here?If Wang Fuqu was not killed, how many people's close relatives would die in his hands.

Wang Manchun would go crazy.

It would be great if she was really crazy, at least she could be sent away safely without being a pawn destined to be abandoned.

The phone finally rang.

Wang Manchun glanced at him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if in slow motion, he slowly put his hand on the receiver.

[She knows. ] This fleeting possibility was immediately overthrown by Minglou.

Earth-shattering ping-pong-pong sounds came from the office of the director of the intelligence department on the 76th. Some employees who stayed on duty were shocked. They approached to find out what happened but were stopped by Zhu Huiyin who was blocking the door. one is right.

Wang Manchun couldn't use a gun, and she didn't know when she got a Japanese army knife from Yoko Nantian, and the knife was shiny and scary when she drew it out.

She roared angrily, stepped forward quickly without saying a word, drew out the blade and wiped it on her neck, she was faster, Minglou was faster!Holding the handle of the knife tightly with one hand and taking her into his arms with the other, Wang Manchun stared at him with hazy eyes and sobbed:

"Brother, there is no one who loves me in this world, please let me die"

"You still have me," Minglou said quietly.Man Chun seemed to know what he was going to say, staring at him with big eyes without blinking,

"Then, senior brother." She opened her mouth strangely, bringing a murderous aura that seemed to have a rotten smell. "You're going to die with me, okay?

good? "The blade is hidden in the waist, just lightly...

"No," Minglou stared at her closely, threw the general knife on the ground, buried his head in her neck to breathe,

"No. I will not die, and you are not allowed to die. There are still many things in this world that need me, and I still need you."

After all, he is a love word and dare not say it out of his mouth. He is deeply afraid that he will not be able to keep the promise he made to her, or he is afraid that he will confuse himself.

Wang Manchun huddled in his arms like a child, and was carried to the hotel by him. She refused to change her clothes or remove her make-up. She just lay obediently on the bed and asked him to wipe her face with a hot towel. After feeding her another spoonful of the dinner Ah Cheng bought, he planned to leave.She held his hand and refused to let go.

"Hey, big sister stipulates that you must be at home on New Year's Eve."

"Can't Senior Brother stay with me?" She asked like this, as if she knew that what she said was ridiculous, she reluctantly let go, "Senior Brother, let's go."

"Hey, go to bed early." He lowered his head, kissed Man Chun on the cheek, and left the room without looking back.

Until the sound of a car starting downstairs came, the room lit up again.

In front of the mirror, someone re-painted the eyebrows delicately and buttoned up the buttons of the cheongsam.

Those who take advantage of me, those who deceive me,

People who control me with opium, people who control me with family affection.

Wang Fuqu, you should die!

But now, I'm going to participate in the reunion dinner, how can you not call me, Senior Brother?

When Minglou and Ah Cheng returned home, Mingtai had already returned.They were finally half a quarter late, and hot meals were already prepared in the brightly lit dining room, waiting for them to come back to eat.

They sat together: Axiang, Mingjing, Minglou, Mingtai, Mingcheng, and a table of delicious and warm dishes.

Mingtai and Axiang were making jokes together, while Minglou sat at the side and looked at them with a glass of wine, with a smile on his lips. This is a warm and complete home.

He smiled and turned his head away, but when he glanced at the window next to the gate, the corners of his mouth froze in an arc. Behind the curtains that were blown up by the wind, a happy woman's face was smiling.

That was the happy smile that should have appeared on the table, but now it looked even more gloomy in the cold wind behind the window.

She saw Minglou's eyes, and a ferocious smile broke out from the corner of her bright red mouth.

Minglou, look,

When your family was reunited and happy, my dearest relative died tragically on New Year's Eve during the family reunion.

The tree fell and the nest was covered.Orphans and no one to rely on.

But I am still laughing, because, I want to watch you cry.

Maybe Wang Manchun has already gone crazy.

night wind kiss

【Thirteen】

Wang Manchun wanders the nights of Shanghai like a female ghost.

When Ming Lou saw her, he was stunned and unable to speak, his eyes always drifted to the window, but when he looked over in a blink of an eye, there was no one behind the lonely curtain blown by the wind.

As if it was a dream from which he never woke up, Minglou began to wonder if what he saw was an illusion.

In fact, he began to suspect that he never woke up, never came to Shanghai, and Mingtai was not taken away to become a member of the military command.

If he wakes up, he is still in warm Paris, there is no war, no conspiracy, and there is only Man Chun who is waiting far away in a foreign country.

How good.

He went out without even finishing the wine in his glass, and he didn't allow others to follow him, leaving Ah Cheng to cover him up, took a thick coat and rushed away