Vicious Female Partner Doesn’t Want To Do It Anymore

Being waited for is a very meaningful thing.

Song Mingzhi is a businessman at heart, and time is a very valuable thing for her, because the more important things will take more time, and positive waiting is often endowed with good expectations.

Is this a date invitation, she thought.

"Okay, I'll go now, see you later."

Song Mingzhi's face didn't show the burnout of filming one, instead, his face was radiant.

Dong Ling nodded, and after Song Mingzhi left, she took out her phone, yuki, to confirm that her arrangements were correct.

Ten minutes later, Song Mingzhi came out in uniform and a mask.

Dongling sat in the driver's seat and set off after Song Mingzhi fastened his seat belt.

Dongling booked a private theater with a large projection in the bed room.

She specially asked yuki to light it with the essential oils she bought, and even the films she showed were soothing rhythms.

She doesn't care about watching movies, she just completes tasks to get rewards, so she doesn't care about the content of movies, she just hopes that Song Mingzhi can watch it comfortably and get a good night's sleep in this relaxed state. After all, she is very busy today and is really tired.

Song Mingzhi arrived in the room and was slightly startled by the warm atmosphere of the bed, thinking that Dongling was planning to go further.

But she looked at Dong Ling's expression and knew that was not the case.

Dongling is always a kind of thing that stirs up her expectations, and then let the expectations fall, making waves in her heart.

"The pajamas that can be changed in the bathroom here are all new ones that I asked Yuki to buy. Would you like to take a shower first?"

The private theater ordered by Dongling is equipped with bathroom facilities. In fact, bathrobes are provided here, but Dongling prefers to use brand new ones.

Song Mingzhi nodded, took the pajamas from Dongling's hand, and sighed inwardly.

Does the little girl really not know how ambiguous what she said?

It's as if they didn't come out to watch a movie together, but open a room and prepare in advance.

But Dongling's expression is too serious, and his tone is also unimaginative.

After Song Mingzhi entered the bathroom, Dongling randomly selected a movie to play, and heard the sound of the task system announcing the completion of the task in his mind.

The mission system is very rigid, so as long as Song Mingzhi arrives at the cinema together and the movie is playing, she can succeed without them watching or not.

[The current main line progress is 50%. 】

A smile appeared on Dongling's face, halfway through.

Add 10% of the unsettled filming of the movie together, and add up to 60%.

However, when Dongling thought about the possible tasks in the future, the smile on her face lightened slightly. She sighed in her heart, hoping that 021 could contact the headquarters as soon as possible.

Song Mingzhi came out in her pajamas not long after, the heat made her complexion pale, full of the charm of a mature woman.

Dongling didn't dare to look at it, for fear that his heartbeat would go against his will.

She pretended to be busy making the bed and said: "The remote control is on your side, you can choose what you want to watch, I have already told Director Yu that she will adjust the clear shooting plan, so it doesn't matter if you arrive late, today Have a good night's rest."

When Yu Shuangwei discussed this matter, Dongling had a real sense of being an investor. Although her investment did not account for much, the majority of the investment that Yu Shuangwei received came from companies in Beihai, Jingzhou. The two companies didn't have much to say.

Song Mingzhi lay on the bed, looked at Dongling and asked, "Is this a special day?"

"Ok?"

Dong Ling made a slightly puzzled sound through her nose. Looking from her line of sight, the water droplets that Song Mingzhi wiped off slipped down her jaw line and fell to her neck, reflecting a faint light in the dim yellow light, like a dim star. .

Song Mingzhi asked: "Or, what did you say when you went to the Japanese banquet yesterday?"

Under the initial confusion, Dongling quickly realized the meaning of Song Mingzhi's words, and he was dumbfounded.

Co-author Song Mingzhi thought that she was here because of some influence. After all, from Song Mingzhi's point of view, she really didn't know what to say, and she didn't know the reason for her move.

"It's not for these reasons, it's not for any reason, it's just that I rarely have time to watch you take a whole picture, I think it's really hard, so I want you to come out and relax, um... Although it's not a relaxing job, it's better than waiting. Much better in the hotel.”

Leaving aside the task system, Dongling's plan was not to watch a movie, but to invite Song Mingzhi to go to a hot spring or a spa, but he never found a suitable machine.

"I'm going to take a bath, Ming Zhi, you can adjust the movie yourself. You can contact the front desk on the phone next to you and ask them to deliver drinks or food."

Now at the end of August, Bai is still relatively hot, Dongling is in the crew today, sweating all over, holding his pajamas and can't wait to go to the bathroom.

Song Mingzhi didn't adjust the movie, but continued to watch the movie played by Dongling. The movie is a healing style, so she didn't watch the previous part, and it didn't prevent her from continuing to watch the movie.

In the gentle background music, everything seems to be going away.

Song Mingzhi was half asleep and half awake, and the lights that changed with the scene left traces on her face.

In this extreme relaxation, she heard Dong Ling's voice.

But she couldn't respond, she couldn't lift her fingers, as if her soul had dived into the depths of her body, giving up half of her control.

Vaguely, she seemed to be saying something, and then her voice suddenly disappeared, probably because she thought she had fallen asleep, so she stopped talking.

Then she felt the bed shake slightly. This may be the special material of this bed. The slight depressions on the side can be sensed on her body, so that she does not need to open her eyes or think clearly, she can outline Dongling carefully to make.

Maybe it's like a little hamster, like the one that the protagonist in the movie is showing.

Song Mingzhi pursed her lips, and in the fragrance from Dongling, she seemed to be stepping on a soft cloud and was driven away in an unknown direction.

Dong Ling thought that Song Mingzhi was really tired. She had just come out of the bathroom and wanted to tell her about what happened yesterday, such as the strange pair of sisters, but she only said a few words when she found that she had closed her eyes and fell asleep. Song Mingzhi.

She immediately silenced her for fear of waking Song Mingzhi.

She didn't know the reason, she looked at her for a while, and then closed her eyes as if she had just woken up from a dream, lifted the quilt and lay on the bed.

What was the movie still talking about, Dong Ling didn't have the heart to watch it. She wondered whether to lower the volume of the movie so that Song Mingzhi could sleep better, but she was afraid that Song Mingzhi would not sleep soundly, and lowering the sound might wake her up. Come.

In this stalemate of thoughts, Dongling watched the movie blankly, but all he thought about was Song Mingzhi next to him.

This state is strange and inexplicable, but also out of control.

Maybe half an hour passed, maybe not.

Dongling didn't go to the room, she closed the projection. This might be a good movie, Dong Ling thought in a trance, she didn't remember anything, except for the cute hamster owned by the protagonist, whose food hoard made people want to rub it.

The control button for the light is by the bed, not on Dongling's side, but on Song Mingzhi's side.

Dong Ling didn't step over Song Mingzhi to go to the lamp. After all, it meant that she had to approach Song Mingzhi with her whole body, and then tried her best to stretch her hand. Can not imagine.

Dong Ling got out of bed lightly. Before the lamp, she couldn't help taking a picture of Song Mingzhi's sleeping face with her mobile phone.

She didn't worry that she didn't turn off the sound and flash, her usual habit, these were all turned off.

Captured by the camera, there is an extra face in the photo album that does not belong to the owner of the mobile phone.

Dongling turned on the lamp, blew out the scented candles, and lay on the bed with hot cheeks.

It's just a photo, why should she feel guilty.

Dongling put this photo into the private album of her mobile phone and locked it, and by the way, locked her unexpressed feelings.

She can tell everyone with peace of mind that we are just good friends.

Dongling closed her eyes, she thought it would be difficult to fall asleep tonight, but it was obvious that the aromatherapy of the sleep aid essential oil she asked yuki to buy was very effective.

Next time, I can ask Yuki to prepare more, Dongling thought in a daze before his consciousness fell asleep.

The morning sun was blocked by the thick blackout curtains in the room, leaving only vague shadows, like a dusk scene.

Song Mingzhi didn't have this quality of sleep for a long time, and when she opened her eyes and saw Dongling who was close at hand, her smile became more and more full.

Dongling was very honest when she slept, probably because she didn't like physical contact, so she wouldn't approach others when she fell asleep.

Song Mingzhi held her face and looked at her for a while, when she noticed that Dongling's eyelids trembled like a model who was about to wake up, and she lay in the same place.

Dong Ling rubbed his eyes and sat up, dazed for a few seconds before slowly remembering where he was, and looked at Song Mingzhi next to him.

Song Mingzhi opened her eyes just at this moment, Dongling was caught off guard by her gaze, and greeted awkwardly, "Morning, Mingzhi."

"Good morning, I slept well last night, but unfortunately I didn't finish the movie."

"We'll watch it together next time, then I'll go wash up first."

Dongling pointed to the bathroom, and quickly ran to wash with his shoes on.

The little girl's face is really thin and she is always shy. She obviously didn't do anything, Song Mingzhi thought while looking at Dong Ling's back.

Dongling looked at herself brushing her teeth in the mirror, and reflected on whether she was too guilty just now, as if she was in a hurry to avoid her, as if she was doing something wrong, but she didn't do anything, except for a photo of her sleeping face.

The sudden knock on the door made Dongling anxious, she immediately spat out the water in her mouth and wiped her face with a towel.

"Wait, I'll be fine soon!"

"I'm not in a hurry, your phone is ringing."

Song Mingzhi watched the unmarked numbers keep jumping on the screen, and handed the phone to Dongling who opened the door.

Dongling glanced at her and saw that the caller was her private number, and all the contacts were remarked. The person who didn't remark was usually the same person. Because she was blocked by her, she could only call from another number.

After thinking about it, Dongling still answered and said, "Why, still borrow money?"

"Dongling, save... she's crazy..."

The panting and footsteps on the other end of the phone were intertwined, mixed with Xuandu's angry voice.

Then there was a loud bang, which was suspected to be the loud sound of the phone being smashed against the wall, which made Dongling's temple aches, and the ear that answered the phone had tinnitus.