The Abusive Heroine Stole Kisses From Me Again

Zhao Shiran took back the sight that fell on her: "Go to the next room to wash it."

Pause for a few seconds, she added: "Clean up, there are pajamas in the room."

Then, she raised her head, glanced at Zhao Shiran, and looked at the thermos bottle in her hand.

"Mr. Zhao, I stewed radish and pork ribs soup for you, do you want to drink some?" Xie Ning's tone and expression were not too sincere: "Last time you said you had a stomachache, I will remember In my heart, if it weren't for my busy work, I really want to cook for you every day and take care of you."

Zhao Shiran's eyes are suspicious, and you have such a kind expression.

But she didn't ask, she raised her hand: "Leave it."

Xie Ning hurriedly put the thermos on the small round table next to her, and she looked around: "It's still hot, why don't I go get you tableware?"

Zhao Shiran is not interested in this radish and pork ribs soup. She has never tasted any kind of mountain and sea delicacies.

Zhao Shiran often feels that she is a particularly boring person. Her peers in her circle always have a few money-burning hobbies, such as supporting male and female stars, loving small models, or watching Live broadcast, give the anchor a lot of money.

Otherwise, it is a blind investment, a loss of several hundred million yuan a year, or playing a team...

In short, the second and third generations are incomparable with the previous generation. If you can eat, drink, and play with peace of mind, it is not illegal, and if you keep the family business, the family will be thankful.

Zhao Shiran has none of these.

She never participated in a risky investment, nor did she have a hobby to burn money.

Even watching a TV series, she was reluctant to be a member of the video site, and she still borrowed the assistant's account.

Zhao Shiran felt that his biggest expense was Zhao Meina's family.

She spends a lot of money on herself, but don't even think about spending money on others.

Zhao Shiran glanced at Xie Ning, as always arrogant and disdainful.

Xie Ning smiled.

Zhao Shiran finally nodded: "Okay."

Xie Ning went upstairs with a dinner plate, put things on the black desk, and pushed all the documents above to the side.

Zhao Shiran looked at her coldly and did not stop it, it was a default.

Xie Ning unscrewed the lid of the thermos bottle, white mist came, and I could smell the smell of meat and pepper, and the soup was very hot.

Xie Ning poured all the contents of the thermos into the soup bowl, and the soup bowl was full immediately.

She pointed to the opposite chair: "Mr. Zhao, eat slowly, I'm going to take a bath."

Zhao Shiran looked at it, she frowned: "Boiled for me?"

"Of course." Xie Ning did not change her color: "I didn't even try it. I wanted to call you after I thought about it, but you contacted me first, and I brought it here quickly."

Zhao Shiran was a little impatient with her request for credit, she waved her hand.

Xie Ning hurried out.

I went to the guest room next door. The guest room is very large, there is no study, but there is a large cloakroom with a lot of clothes.

There are dozens of sets of pajamas alone, Xie Ning picks and chooses, and finally chooses a set of lavender cotton pajamas, which are the most conservative of these pajamas and look the dirtiest Pajamas are the kind that can easily make people lose their desires.

Xie Ning came out after soaking in the bathtub for a few minutes. After getting dressed, she went to the next door.

Zhao Shiran sat upright, slender white fingers held the white porcelain spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup to her lips, she opened her mouth and licked it.

A little salty, too much salt.

Just as she was about to put down the spoon, she saw Xie Ning coming over, standing opposite her, her clear eyes blinked, looking at her expectantly.

That look made Zhao Shiran feel that she seemed to be Xie Ning's sweetheart.

"Is it delicious? Mr. Zhao." Xie Ning's eyes were full of Zhao Shiran: "I didn't taste it."

Of course she didn't taste it, but she just put a spoonful of salt in the soup when it was hot.

Zhao Shiran half-smiles: "It's quite salty."

She put down the spoon, took the glass and took a sip of water.

Xie Ning's bright face suddenly collapsed, as if she had been whipped fiercely by frost.

"Ah, it's my fault, next time I'll definitely try it first, put a little less salt, Mr. Zhao, look at these white radishes, they're delicious."

Zhao Shiran looked at a few pieces of white radish in the soup bowl, and in Xie Ning's expectant eyes, she picked up a piece of spareribs and took a bite.

Xie Ning pulled out the chair and sat down. She took out her mobile phone and read WeChat.

, Others have either changed careers and changed jobs, or have been taken care of by old men to raise children, or are married.

Xu Shi knew each other early, everyone has their own way of life, and Xie Ning will not say anything.

Her own acting career is not so glorious, and she seizes every opportunity to climb up.

In the group, three little sisters are chatting.

It is about a female star, this female star is called Sun Rourou, and she is also one of the female guests on the same variety show with Xie Ning the day after tomorrow.

Little sister A said that her old man slept with Sun Rourou a few days ago, once a hundred thousand times.

Little sister B said, won't you want to take care of her?

Little sister C said, are you not afraid?

Little sister A: What are you afraid of? There are only eight lovers I know, and seventeen illegitimate children. The eldest mother in the family gave birth to four children for him. He will just give me money. I wish he had more lovers and would not come to me.

While talking, several little sisters said that the old man had gone.

After a few minutes, it came to Xie Ning.

"You hurry up, while you are still young and beautiful, hurry up and find a rich man to make more money and resources, the little girls in the entertainment circle are like leeks, you are all two seventeen."

They also wrote Xie Ning, but Xie Ning just looked and didn't reply.

She looked at the news from the front again, Sun Rourou costs 100,000 yuan for one sleep.

What about Zhao Shiran sleeping with her? How much will you pay her? Can't be less than Sun Rou Rou.

Xie Ning spurned her actions and thoughts in her heart, but she couldn't resist Zhao Shiran, so she might as well ask Zhao Shiran for some money.

Xie Ning put the phone away, she looked at Zhao Shiran, Zhao Shiran had eaten all the ribs, leaving six bones, and drank a little of the soup, those white radishes, she didn't move.

She has finished drinking the cup of boiling water.

Picky eaters, do not eat white radish. Xie Ning kept it in mind.

She used to clean up the table, put it all on the plate, took it downstairs, washed it in the kitchen, cleaned it up, and washed her hands slowly.

When I got to Zhao Shiran's bedroom, Zhao Shiran was brushing his teeth.

She couldn't see herself, Xie Ning felt more at ease, and took a picture in front of the large mirror in the cloakroom, she touched her face, she still looked very young, she lived a self-disciplined life, and her skin was always very good.

But she is twenty-seven years old, and no matter how good she is, she can't compare with an eighteen-year-old girl.

Xie Ning thought of the little sisters, all for making money, who is not with whom, Zhao Shiran is at least a woman, and her private life is very simple, she doesn't have to worry about Zhao Shiran getting sick and infecting her.

Although Zhao Shiran is not stunning in appearance, she has a good temperament and a strong aura. Such people often make people ignore her appearance.

Zhao Shiran is much cleaner than that old man with a fat, bald, big belly and wretchedness.

Xie Ning gave herself a long-term inner suggestion.

Zhao Shiran came out of the bathroom. She looked at Xie Ning and said expressionlessly, "Go to bed and lie down."

Xie Ning smiled and went to the bedroom in a few steps. The bed was huge. After she took off her shoes, she lifted a corner of the quilt and got in, wrapping her body, only showing a head .

Not long after, Zhao Shiran came in and closed the bedroom door by the way.

She turned on the bedside light and turned off the chandelier in the bedroom.

The light of the bedside lamp is orange, warm, but not so bright.

Zhao Shiran stood at the head of the bed, looking down at Xie Ning, Xie Ning also looked at her, and the two looked at each other for a while.

Zhao Shiran's cold voice came: "The quilt is lifted and the clothes are taken off."

Xie Ning scolded her again in her heart, she took off the quilt, and the pajamas were easy to take off.

Xie Ning quickly took off her clothes.

Zhao Shiran's voice without any emotion: "Continue."

Xie Ning thought, it's all women, she has something on her body, so does Zhao Shiran, what's shy about it.

She quickly took off her pants, wearing small clothes and small pants, sitting on the bed watching Zhao Shiran.

Zhao Shiran glanced at her expressionlessly. Xie Ning was very thin and well proportioned. The most beautiful part of her body was her slender waist and long legs. With great care.

"Do you want to take it off?" Xie Ning stared at Zhao Shiran.

Zhao Shiran hummed and was about to speak.

She looked a little ugly: "You wait."

Xie Ning watched her go to the bathroom.

Drinking so much water, I don't know how many times I have to go to the toilet tonight.

Xie Ning is a little regretful, why didn't she finish all the soup, she felt that she had poured less water and salt for Zhao Shiran, so she should take the biggest one in her family That cup, it would be great if Zhao Shiran could keep running to the toilet tonight.

Not long after, Zhao Shiran came out. She saw the clothes thrown by Xie Ning on the gray carpet, and she took them off.

Xie Ning huddled in the quilt, her expression even colder than hers.

Zhao Shiran got on the bed, she was lying next to Xie Ning, and one hand went into the bed.

Next second.

"Small." But it feels good.

Xie Ning almost didn't come up in one breath, she said yin and yang strangely: "You are older than me, you can touch yourself."

Zhao Shiran glanced at her, that glance was very light, and Xie Ning did not dare to say a word.

She just closed her eyes and looked like you wanted.

Zhao Shiran touched it for a while, and gradually became interested It was also doused by Xie Ning.

Zhao Shiran retracted her hand, and then she went to the toilet again.

As soon as she left, Xie Ning rubbed herself hard.

What is there to touch, Zhao Shiran has touched it for so long.

She touched her waist again, and then her thigh, and felt that it was the same, not easy to touch at all.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: one for your peace of mind;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Hahaha 9 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!