Chapter 72 Nonsense

Murong Qingyun, who was unmoved, picked up his chopsticks again and ate the rest of the noodles, and then drank the soup in the bowl. He wiped his mouth with two pieces of toilet paper from the cardboard box next to him. He picked an apple out of the basket of fruit and nibbled it as if nothing had happened.

Yang Mengmeng's eyes were particularly wide open and looked at him. The tip of the knife in her hand was still against her throat and cried, "I'm dying!" You don't pay attention to me, which fully proves that you don't love me."

Murong Qingyun held the nibbled apple in his right hand, slowly swallowed the apple in his mouth, and said calmly, "I come here several times a year. If you're not bored, I'm bored."

"This time, I'm really going to commit suicide." Yang Mengmeng vowed.

"You tell me that every time you say so, how about changing it to something new?" Murong Qingyun glanced at the empty bowl he had just finished eating and said, "Go and wash the dishes. Let's talk slowly later."

Yang Mengmeng, who threw the fruit knife into the fruit basket, pouted and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. Murong Qingyun took out a cigarette and lit it. He showed the deep side of the man in his expression, and he increasingly felt that women were too troublesome. His own living treasure is about to die and live, which really makes him feel that the behavior just now is very dangerous. If he accidentally makes a mistake, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yang Mengmeng, who finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, walked to Murong Qingyun's side again and put his hands in his waist and said, "I don't allow you to have anything to do with the white fox at the opposite door. With her charming face, I knew that she was not a good person.

Murong Qingyun poked the unfinished half of the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and said seriously, "I didn't want to spank you tonight, but you forced me to hit you. You made two very serious mistakes. Regarding the first mistake, I forgive you. After all, it is understandable to sit on the side of the road and have a small temper. Then you made a second mistake, and you dared to play petty with a knife against your throat. How many times do you think I should spank you?

Yang Mengmeng, who didn't expect that he would spank her, was stunned for a long time, so she lay on the edge of the bed waiting for him to spank her little ass. She knows that Murong Qingyun's personality is the right thing. Once he said the reason, his sophistry was useless and simply accepted the family law honestly. Sometimes, he may be soft-hearted for a moment; sometimes, he just pats symbolically twice. Yang Mengmeng, who was beaten with experience, knew the importance of initiative, so she took the initiative to pout her buttocks and waited for punishment.

Murong Qingyun looked at Yang Mengmeng's pitiful appearance and was a little shaken. After all, he was not a man who loved to beat his wife. It's impossible not to hit her, so that she can't remember the danger of playing with a knife. In the past, she cried and hanged herself. This time, the situation is very serious. If there is a slight mistake, it is too late to call 120 emergency number.

Murong Qingyun, who walked behind Yang Mengmeng, quickly lifted her skirt, took off her underwear, and hit her ten times to show her punishment. She bit the corner of the quilt and fell out of her eyes with tears, and her buttocks were as red as a monkey's buttocks. After the punishment, Murong Qingyun still applied medicine to relieve swelling and stasis for her as in the past.

While carefully drugging Yang Mengmeng, he said solemnly, "In the future, you are not allowed to do that kind of stupid thing, or I will hang you up and beat you. Your move just now is a very dangerous performance. If you make a mistake, what will I do in the future? Does your ass still hurt?"

Tears have wet a large area of Yang Mengmeng, who has been singled, released her mouth and choked, "Of course it hurts!" You are cruel and hit me so hard. This time, you played the most times and the heaviest in history. They will kill you!"

Murong Qingyun said with a complete smile on his face, "I won't beat your ass this time, so that you won't have a long memory. If I indulge you this time, you will use the same method next time.

Yang Mengmeng, who hummed twice, complained, "It's not your way to beat or kiss, and scold is love! You should be reasonable, and I will definitely listen to it.

Murong Qingyun, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, stroked her hair and said, "Your temper and personality are really strange to hear what I told you. Almost every time I tell you, you always pretend to listen carefully and forget when you turn around. Mistakes are still repeated. I don't blame you for this!"

Yang Mengmeng continued to complain: "Your heart is so cruel that you will definitely beat our children harder in the future."

"You are really good at talking nonsense. The eight characters haven't been skimmed yet. As you said, we will have children soon. Murong Qingyun smiled and said, "In the future, if the child and his mother are disobedient or make a big mistake, they should still fight when they fight."

Yang Mengmeng turned her dissatisfaction into resentment and said, "Now, you just kill me. Insable for my child to suffer."

Murong Qingyun, who had finished applying the medicine for her, got up and put the medicine into the medical box and went to the washbasin to wash his hands with soap. Yang Mengmeng, who was lying on **, still felt a burst of pain from her buttocks. Although her little face was gloomy, she still had a lingering palpitation when she remembered the scene when she impulsively took the tip of the fruit knife to her throat. She doesn't want to die. She can't bear to part with her two mothers. She should be a nuisance, and there are a lot of delicious food.

Murong Qingyun returned to Yang Mengmeng's side and said gently, "You are already a woman, not a little girl. Can you not do something out of the wrong? It makes me uneasy all day long.

Yang Mengmeng, who moved her body, slowly climbed to the pillow and said with her little face, "When you hit me in the ass, you completely treated me as a little girl. To be precise, you treat me as your daughter. When you want to make out with others, you treat me as your wife again.

Murong Qingyun, who knew that she was resentful, did not reply and listened calmly to Yang Mengmeng's remoring and nagging. After she didn't say anything, he went to take a shower. ** Yang Mengmeng, who was lying on her stomach, slowly climbed out of bed from **, put her underwear up and put it on, touched her little buttocks and walked to the fruit basket. She picked up a string of American red lifts and ate it.

When Murong Qingyun took a clean shower and walked out of the bathroom, the trash can in front of her was full of a lot of leather. Since she was favored by Murong Qiuwei, she has developed the habit of eating lifts and spitting skin. He said many times about her waste, but she didn't change it after hearing it. Now, Yang Mengmeng deliberately did this for the purpose of demonstrating.

Murong Qingyun, who didn't say anything, just took a look and went to bed to continue to look at the information in the two sacks. After all, Qiu Wei was a person who dared to offend. She saw that he didn't say anything about herself as usual and thought it was a compensation for his loss. Yang Mengmeng, with a cold face, gently rubbed her buttocks to rinse after eating all the lifts.

Murong Qingyun, who read more relevant real estate information in Hedong City, found that if Deep Blue Group wants to develop significantly, it is not enough to monopolize the city's high-end housing market. After all, the rich people in any city are an extremely small group. The construction of affordable housing and low-rent housing is not in commercial interest. These things are the work of the government, so he does not think it should be involved.

The construction of general commercial housing is the backbone of the real estate market, and the majority of people who can buy houses of this grade are in any city. There is also a lot of room for profit, and the base of purchase intention is larger. Whether buyers ask their parents for sponsorship or parents prepare for their children to get a family. For real estate developers, profits are as huge as beautiful women. Murong Qingyun believes that Deep Blue Group should move forward in this field.

The two most powerful and experienced real estate developers in the city are Deep Blue Group and Xiongfei Group. Although Jiaao Group's main business is not real estate, they have also begun to take action in recent years. The profit margin of this industry is so large that Yu Jiaao has to consider changing from a single industry to diversified management.

Jiao Group is one of the three major groups that suffers from primitive capital accumulation. The group started from a traditional labor-intensive industry. Its profit is a collection of copper plates, and then spends a lot of effort to upgrade and transform the industry, founded its own brand, and gradually developed to its current status. Yu Jiaao's group is a listed company, which has recently further issued more stocks, so it has raised a large amount of cash for enclosure to develop real estate.

On the surface, the three enterprises are well water and do not violate the river water, which is clear. In fact, the three major groups in the city are fighting in the dark and undercurrent. Each wants to cut an extra piece on the big cake of real estate. The stronger the strength, the more it is said on the boundary of Hedong City.

Yang Mengmeng, wrapped in a bath towel, slowly walked to the bed and looked at Murong Qingyun, who was thinking, and said, "Want to talk to you?"

Murong Qingyun, whose thoughts were interrupted by her, looked up at her and said kindly, "What do you want to talk about?"

Yang Mengmeng looked extremely serious and said, "I want to have an in-depth discussion with you about the opposite person."

Murong Qingyun laughed and said, "We don't have anything to talk about Bai Bing, right? Why don't we talk about something else?

Yang Mengmeng, who touched the bed, felt a sharp pain in her buttocks and found that it was not as painful as before. After all, her buttocks were plastered with medicine and hot water to help promote blood circulation and silt, which must be much better. The reason why she wanted to talk to Murong Qingyun about Bai Bing was that she began to feel vaguely uneasy.

Murong Qingyun, who grabbed her hand, smiled and said, "Ok, let's talk about Bai Bing. I know nothing and say nothing.

Yang Mengmeng's gloomy face slowly unfolded and said, "Since you are so sincere, I will tell you the truth. Has anything happened to you and Bai Bing?

This kind of thing will not be admitted to Murong Qingyun. In the past, the two did have nothing to do with each other. Now, the relationship between the two is very close. A farce that had just ended, Yang Mengmeng, who had to make another farce, really gave him a headache. He really wants to tell the truth, but he can't do it himself.

Murong Qingyun was still a little nervous and analyzed, "If I say that I have nothing to do with Bai Bing, you will definitely not believe it. I said that I had something to do with her, and you would definitely be hysterical. No matter what I say, you will not be satisfied.

She said Yang Mengmeng's heartfelt words, which made her defend: "What should you say?"

Murong Qingyun sighed and said, "Let's stop pestering this topic, okay? It really doesn't mean anything. If you want to live with me again, we will continue. If you don't want to spend time with me, we can break up. You think nonsense all day long, not only are you tired. Actually, I'm also tired."

After thinking carefully for a moment, Yang Mengmeng promised, "Tonight, let's talk about her one last time. I promise with my personality that we will never discuss the topic about her again.

Murong Qingyun doesn't want to judge whether her guarantee is true or not. After all, it doesn't make any sense.

He cheered up and squeezed out a smile and said, "What do you want to ask? Say it directly!"

Yang Mengmeng gathered to look at him and asked, "Do you think she is sexy and beautiful?"

"Aren't you asking nonsense? The objective conditions of Bai Bing are placed there!" Murong Qingyun, who nodded his head, said, "You can't deny that she is not inferior to you when you compare."

Yang Mengmeng, who admitted this objective reality, continued to ask, "Have you ever been moved?"

Murong Qingyun, who did not hesitate for a moment, said honestly: "I must have been moved. After all, beautiful women are easy to attract men's attention, resulting in accelerated hormone secretion. Bai Bing can't move me. I should not be Liu Xiahui, but should go to the male hospital to see a doctor. The question you asked is also nonsense.

Although Yang Mengmeng was a little unhappy, he was telling the truth and did not deceive himself.

Yang Mengmeng began to ask the third question, "Have you ever had close contact? I mean, have you ever had a skin relationship? For example, a hug, a kiss, a hand in hand, and so on.

Murong Qingyun began to lie and said, "I really want to, but others don't want to. I can't force her to do something she doesn't want to do. You are strict with me, and there is no chance to make mistakes in your life. Don't just look at the surface and make a conclusion, okay? Some people usually look like honest, but what they do behind their backs is all about male thieves and prostitutes. First of all, let me make it clear that I am not a good word for her, but an objective analysis for you. Although Bai Bing's behavior is a little bold, you haven't heard of her, haven't seen her quarrelling with men, and haven't heard of rumors about her insincere life style... That's enough to prove that she is a good girl like you.