Chapter 32: Real Woman Face to Face
Ming Zhao was happily discussing with Zhou Qi'an, talking about everything from food tutorials to the philosophy of life, when suddenly, he felt someone's gaze fixed on him.
It was like a biting cold wind blowing suddenly. Although I was bathed in warm sunlight, the back of my neck was instantly covered with a dense layer of goose bumps.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned around with some doubt, and saw a man with deep eyebrows standing under the eaves not far away. His eyes were light, and his cold jade-like face showed no emotion.
Mr. Zhou had already left. Ming Zhao noticed the cigarette in his hand and his thoughts were immediately dispelled, and his doubts disappeared without a trace.
She stood up angrily.
"Zhou Tingyun!"
Ming Zhao's voice was clear and loud. She rushed to Zhou Tingyun like a balloon that was suddenly deflated and snatched the cigarette from his hand.
"You're not keeping your word again!"
"Again?" A faint smile flashed in the man's eyes. "I didn't light it."
Ming Zhao didn't care and rushed over to search his suit pocket to find the cigarette box.
Zhou Tingyun was forced to take a few steps back, but his hands always protected Mingzhao's back.
"That's all. That was the last one." His voice was steady and calm, yet with a hint of subtle tenderness.
Ming Zhao had a stern face, with anger stuck in his chest, and didn't want to talk.
After a while, she said coldly, "Go ahead and beat me to death. I'll just find a new brother... Ugh!"
Before he could finish his words, Zhou Tingyun pinched his face.
"Curse me?"
"Who cursed you? It's true!"
"Really? Who do you want to replace it with?"
"Whoever lives longer will be replaced." Ming Zhao was dissatisfied.
Hearing her thorny concern, Zhou Tingyun smiled, "I really didn't smoke. When have I ever lied to you?"
"You better be."
Ming Zhao grabbed his hand angrily and pulled it down with force.
As they walked side by side on the road, something suddenly flashed through her mind.
There was a sly flash in his eyes, and the corners of his lips rose involuntarily.
"That's right." Ming Zhao said slowly.
"I heard... kissing can effectively relieve smoking addiction and achieve the perfect effect of quitting smoking."
She was very serious.
Hearing this, Zhou Tingyun glanced at her and said, "Don't look at all that messy stuff."
This is a mess?
If he knew that I was still watching movies, he would be furious.
"This is scientifically based, isn't it?" Ming Zhao said seriously. "From a psychological perspective, smoking is mostly for stress relief, which may be related to the unsatisfied oral desire."
"Kissing can, to some extent, satisfy the oral stage."
Zhou Tingyun: "So?"
Ming Zhao coughed lightly, "So you can learn this method of quitting smoking."
Zhou Tingyun didn't know what was going on in her head all day long. "Do you think this is a suitable topic for you to discuss with me?"
"Why? I'm doing this for your own good." Ming Zhao skillfully uses the "for your own good" card to morally blackmail.
As she spoke, she suddenly moved closer, seemingly curious.
"Brother, have you ever kissed anyone else?"
“…”
Sucking, kissing, kissing.
She spoke these words to him without any burden.
The girl's lip beads are like plump pomegranate seeds, bright in color and thin in skin. They tremble slightly when she speaks, tempting people to bite them and hold them between their lips and teeth.
He saw it all.
"Ming Zhao, this is also not a question you should ask an adult male."
Her dimples appeared slightly, "I'm not asking anyone else."
Zhou Tingyun said calmly: "I can't do it either."
"Why?" She chased him for an answer, determined not to give up until she got it. "Who did you kiss? Wow, Zhou Tingyun, you're too much. You actually went behind my back—"
Ming Zhao felt a pain in his forehead and was forced to remain silent.
Annoying!
Ming Zhao returned to the living room with a stern face and found that Zhou Siyu, who had been dawdling for many days, had finally come to his door.
She clenched her fingers into a ball and stammered.
Ming Zhao looked at her and waited quietly.
Finally, she mustered up the courage and stammered.
"Tomorrow... tomorrow when I ask you if you can accompany me to the party, can you refuse me?"
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The next day, Ming Zhao readily agreed in front of Zhou Yiyuan. She had long disliked Xiao Shaoxun, and she was in a bad mood, so she had to teach him a lesson.
The Bugatti Noire stopped at the door of the club. She was conspicuous, bright and beautiful, and she pulled Zhou Siyu out of the car in a chic manner.
"What the hell? Isn't that Miss Ming? She's actually here?"
"Brother Xiao is awesome! How did you get him to do it? It must have been very hard for him to lick her," someone joked.
"Wait, could it be that Miss Ming has actually been secretly in love with our Brother Xiao for years..."
At this point, laughter and cheers broke out.
Time is indeed a good medicine. It only takes four short years for the young masters to forget Ming Zhao's tyranny.
The extravagant pool party was filled with champagne, wine and women, and a life of drunkenness and dreams.
Ming Zhao looked coldly at the peacock approaching him.
Xiao Shaoxun did have a good-looking appearance, with charming eyes and eyebrows, but the dark blue stains from indulgence on his cold white skin made him look like a rotten rafflesia, with a rotten and foul smell.
"Miss," he said, his lips curled up, his hand just loosening from the waist of the bikini beauty, "Why are you so kind today?"
Ming Zhao didn't have time to argue with him. What new tricks could this xx have? The only options were forcing him to drink or drugging him.
It's so dirty and disgusting that he dares to play tricks on her.
"Snap—" an extremely crisp sound suddenly rang out.
Ming Zhao raised his hand and slapped him.
“…………………………”
In an instant, Zhou Siyu felt her mind go blank.
Her eyes widened, her heart filled with shock. Is this what a real woman should do head-on?
The bikini beauties in the pool were also shocked. No, where did the little cannonball come from?
His friends were so shocked that their jaws dropped to the ground.
"I...fuck?"
"What just happened?"
Some little stars didn't know Ming Zhao and just thought she was Xiao Shaoxun's romantic debt, so they watched the show with schadenfreude.
Young Master Xiao is famous for his ability to walk among flowers without getting hurt. This woman is quite pretty, but she actually dares to control Young Master Xiao like this. She is really spoiled.
Xiao Shaoxun covered his face tightly, unable to believe it.
"You he——" He didn't finish his words.
“Snap—”
Another clean and decisive slap.
Suddenly, there were sounds of inhalation coming from all around.
Xiao Shaoxun was so angry that his face turned red, but he didn't dare to do anything to Mingzhao!
He initially thought that Zhou Yiyuan dared to use Ming Zhao for a deal, which must mean that Zhou Tingyun no longer cared about her as a fake.
Actually, I want to hook up with Zhou Siyu more now, but when Ming Zhao's beautiful face flashes through my mind, my teeth itch and I think it's not bad to have some fun.
I didn't expect that she was still so arrogant!
Xiao Shaoxun is the best at judging the situation and knowing how to deal with different people. Ming Zhao is obviously fearless.
He swallowed his anger, a vicious flash in his eyes.
He forced a smile through gritted teeth, apologized humbly, then poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her.
"Miss, how did I offend you? Please calm down. Does your hand hurt?"
He was adept at coaxing women. "May I toast you?"
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