"I like it with the lights off."
"I never expected Mr. Shen to be like this."
In the darkness, something incredible happened between the two, and Wang Lu also experienced what it was like to be a man.
At that time, he hadn't yet realized Li Rou's feelings, and he still had to thank Zhang Yunmei.
Shen Yizhou stared at the door in surprise. The sound of the door opening suddenly stopped. He slowly walked to the peephole and saw that Zhang Yunmei had pulled him to room 403.
"Zhang Yunmei brought him into room 403."
"Seriously? This is possible??"
He Tiantian covered her eyes, feeling a headache coming on. Zhang Yunmei was really hungry; she could eat anything.
Wang Lu gradually became agitated, and he grabbed Zhang Yunmei by the neck.
Zhang Yunmei was having trouble breathing and patted his hand, "Mr. Shen, please be gentle, I can't breathe."
Wang Lu then released his fingers, got up, and put on his pants.
"I'm not Mr. Shen, I'm Mr. Wang. What a scoundrel. I'll come find you later."
After saying that, Wang Lu took the hammer and left, leaving Zhang Yunmei completely bewildered. Had she slept with the wrong person? But it doesn't matter.
Shen Yizhou had already taken He Tiantian away. They went to a hotel downstairs from their home and booked a room for a week. Since they couldn't stay in the apartment anymore, they decided to find another place to stay.
Wang Lu opened the door to room 404. It was pitch black inside. He reached out and turned on the light. He could only see a rope tied to the window. He poked his head out and saw that the rope was tied to the balcony of room 504. He angrily kicked the wall.
Women are such a damn hindrance. He angrily walked back to the door of 403 and knocked. Zhang Yunmei, wrapped in a bath towel, opened the door and saw that it was still Mr. Wang.
He pulled Zhang Yunmei to room 603.
He Tiantian sat on the big bed watching TV, while Shen Yizhou went out to buy dinner. In that case, they should thank Zhang Yunmei.
Shen Yizhou was wearing a baseball cap and carrying a black umbrella. The fast food restaurant owner kept glancing at his face, afraid that he might be a murderer or a robber.
Shen Yizhou returned to the hotel with the fast food. He Tiantian was starving; it was already past 8 p.m.
"Come and eat, we have sweet and sour pork, which you like."
He Tiantian immediately got out of bed, "I've been craving this for so long!"
She picked up a piece and gave it to Shen Yizhou, then ate the rest herself.
Zhang Yunmei lay in Wang Lu's arms, "Mr. Wang, you should eat more, you're too thin."
Wang Lu smiled and lifted Zhang Yunmei's hair, "You can cook for me."
"By the way, what are you doing standing in front of room 404?"
Wang Lu's face darkened. "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."
He stood up and threw 10,000 yuan at Zhang Yunmei, saying, "Go home and come up every weekend of the month, but don't come at other times."
Zhang Yumei didn't refuse; she picked up 10,000 yuan and went downstairs.
Wang Lu sat in the living room smoking. He looked at Li Rou's photo and began to mutter to himself, "I'm sorry, Rou Rou, I couldn't control myself."
Knock knock knock, knock knock knock.
There was a knock on Zhang Yunmei's door. She opened the door and saw Wu Xiong.
"Yunmei, long time no see, I've missed you." He scratched his head sheepishly.
"Hmph, come in if you have money, get out if you don't."
"No way, Yunmei, don't you have any feelings for me at all?!"
"You're crazy! Your wife just died and you're saying this to me? Aren't you afraid she'll come after you?"
Zhang Yunmei slammed the door shut. She had only slept with Wu Xiong once, and now he was broke and wanted to come to her again.
Wu Xiong stood dejectedly at the door. He desperately needed both psychological and physical comfort.
He set his sights on Wang Lu and went up to the sixth floor.
Wang Lu opened the door and saw that it was Wu Xiong standing there.
"Brother Xiong, what brings you up here? Is something the matter?"
"Hey Wang Lu, I want to talk to you about something."
Looking at Wu Xiong's lecherous expression, Wang Lu knew without even thinking what he wanted to do.
Wu Xiong stepped into room 603, and suddenly hugged Wang Lu, reaching for her chest and kissing her cheeks.
Wang Lu stared blankly into the living room, then grabbed Wu Xiong's genitals with her other hand.
Wu Xiong screamed loudly, and Wang Lu grabbed a knife from the shoe cabinet and stabbed it into Wu Xiong's throat.
The landlady looked towards her front door. What did she think she heard? Was she really getting old and starting to hallucinate?
Wu Xiong fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then became still.
Wang Lu sighed softly, "Li Rou, no matter how hard you try to protect him, it's still no use."
He dismembered Wu Xiong's body into eight pieces and flushed them into the sewer.
Throughout the entire process, he remained indifferent, as if he were handling a very ordinary matter.
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