Ding Luoluo didn't see Zuo Chen for the next three days, and she hadn't seen him since she stuffed him naked into the closet. And he hasn't even called.
Ding Luoluo submitted a new manuscript to Editor Yao. The men and women in the novel couldn't help but feel the rain clouds after drinking, which made Editor Yao read with deep sorrow. Editor Yao asked, "Luoluo, are you in love?" Ding Luoluo shook his head into a tambourine and replied, "No, no." Although he said so, Ding Luoluo thought to himself, "Are you in love? She is already Zuo Chen's woman. Editor Yao tilted his eyes and said, "No? Did you read pornographic novels or pornographic movies?" Ding Luoluo became angry and said, "Editor in chief, don't talk nonsense. Just say that the manuscript doesn't pass." Editor Yao nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes. It's extremely emotional
Ding Luoluo's emotional plot is seamless. After stuffing Zuo Chen into the closet, she sat down in front of the computer and typed on the keyboard while it was hot. She remembered the feeling she felt in the sky, and also remembered every movement of Zuo Chen. There are only two things Ding Luoluo doesn't understand: first, why did he even put on a pure body to write a novel for a third rate newspaper, and second, why did he put on a body with a smile on his face.
Zuo Chen did not return to "Tianyuan" for the next three days. He did not call Ding Luoluo, nor did he receive any calls from Ding Luoluo. He has been living in Xicheng these days, sharing a bed with Chen Mei.
Chen Mei is cautious and has a pair of discerning eyes: this time, Zuo Chen is like a bomb that could explode at any moment. Zuo Chen paced back and forth in the room, glancing at the phone on the coffee table. Chen Mei leaned forward, grabbed Zuo Chen's hand, and placed it on her buttocks. Zuochen lifted her onto the bed as if he was going to devour her alive. Chen Mei felt unfamiliar with the passionate man on her body. He seemed to love her deeply, yet also seemed to be inexperienced. Chen Mei knew very well in her heart that there was a woman who had made Zuo Chen unfamiliar. What kind of woman is she? Chen Mei couldn't stop panting and thinking.
Zuo Chen is really going to explode. He felt that he was designed by the human faced and animalistic Ding Luoluo. She used him, learned about men and women, and kicked him away with one foot. No, it's not just one kick, she kicked him a full five or six times. She doesn't care about his feelings at all, she sees him as a tool. This woman is truly ungrateful and ungrateful. As the saying goes, 'Teach a disciple, starve a master.'. In Zuo Chen's opinion, he was infuriated to death by his master. She had nothing more to learn, so she stuffed him back into the closet, and now she hasn't even called.
Zuo Chen roared in the office, "Water, I want to drink water." Secretary Sally pushed open the door and entered, "Do you want to change your taste? We won't drink coffee today, let's drink tea instead, okay?" Zuo Chen was almost crazy: "Tea? You actually let me drink tea? You don't want to live, do you?" Innocent Sally stepped back in embarrassment, her eardrums trembling.
Ding Luoluo went to visit his grandmother again. Grandma sat at the mahjong table, smiling hard with pursed lips. Another old lady in front of the table said to Ding Luoluo, "Your grandmother has been winning against us for several days now." Ding's grandmother spoke up, "Luoluo, I went to ask for a visa. The master said that my financial luck will be prosperous this year, while your love luck will be prosperous." Ding Luoluo moved a stool and sat down, leaning behind her breasts. "What kind of prosperity will it be?" Ding's grandmother was absent-minded and said, "Oh, Wang just wants to meet good men
Ding Luoluo's Divine Journey: Is Teacher Zuo a good man? It should be. He has a beautiful face and body, and he is also very helpful. However, he hasn't been home for several days now. Do construction workers need to stay up all night? Ding Luoluo felt increasingly lonely as he thought about it: when will he come home.