C29 One ultimate skill

Huang Xing very quickly lost his bottom line under Ouyang Mengjiao's grace

On the other hand, Ouyang Mengjiao was seriously discussing with Huang Xing: It's almost time for my eleventh leave, would you like to accompany me to Beijing to play?

Huang Xing said: I'm not going. If the 11 companies wanted to promote their products, I'm afraid there wouldn't be a holiday.

Ouyang Mengjiao raised her voice: It's legal, why aren't you taking any breaks?

Huang Xing jokingly said: "I never went far, I'm afraid of getting lost."

Ouyang Mengjiao said: Humble grandson (Pity), just you! It's not like you're not in Beijing.

Before she could finish her sentence, she hurriedly changed her words. 'Well, if you don't want to go, then so be it. As she spoke, she pulled Huang Xing's right hand and placed it on her chest, listening to her heartbeat.

Huang Xing was extremely surprised in his heart. He had indeed been a security guard in Beijing for a while, but that had been a painful experience. Huang Xing had never told anyone about it, so how would Ouyang Mengjiao know about it? Furthermore, Huang Xing could tell that Ouyang Mengjiao did not seem to want to expose her past.

Huang Xing did not think any further and everything became logical …

Ouyang Mengjiao raised her leg high up and used her toes to switch off the power on the bed. She was very flexible.

The mountain turned, the stream gurgled, the water played the tune, and the night wind whistled.

In this pitch-black room, his eyes fell asleep with the light, leaving only the surging feelings in his heart and the melody from the melody.

Until an urgent ringtone ruthlessly interrupted it.

Huang Xing searched in the darkness for a long time, but could not find his phone. He could only reach out to turn on the light and pick up his phone. Perhaps Ouyang Mengjiao was just too intoxicated, being exposed to the light, she rubbed her eyes, and repeatedly said that it was too bright, too bright. Huang Xing felt that answering the call in such a position was very dirty, so he wanted to flip over. But Ouyang Mengjiao did not let it go, she pouted and said, who is so unromantic, calling in the middle of the night, ignoring it!

Huang Xing looked at the number on his phone and could not help but be shocked.

It was actually Zhao Xiaoran!

Just as he was hesitating whether he should accept it or not, Ouyang Mengjiao suddenly extended his hand out to grab the phone and threw it to the side. He let the bell sing by his side.

Huang Xing thought that since Zhao Xiaoran called, it was fine if he did not have any other topics besides mocking him.

The cell phone rang thrice in succession before it finally stopped ringing.

Huang Xing frowned, and then sighed.

Ouyang Mengjiao asked: What's wrong?

Huang Xing looked at her phone: Did she have an urgent matter? He called him so many times?

Ouyang Mengjiao frowned: Who cares!

Half an hour later, Huang Xing caught a cigarette in his mouth, when he suddenly heard a subtle sound coming from the room. After calming down, he finally realized that the voice came from his phone. A burst of cold sweat trickled down his back. Huang Xing took his phone to have a look and couldn't help but cry out that the situation wasn't good. The voice coming out from the phone became clearer and clearer, it was Zhao Xiaoran cursing him. Huang Xing immediately understood that when he was making love to Ouyang Mengjiao, there was someone who moved too much and accidentally touched the phone's button to pick up the call …

In other words, she and Ouyang Mengjiao had a live broadcast of themselves on Zhao Xiaoran's phone!

Oh my god! He was too engrossed just now and didn't hear the voice from his phone. Huang Xing felt very embarrassed, but he was also very conflicted. Zhao Xiaoran's voice from the phone became clearer and clearer. Huang Xing then placed the phone beside his ear as he listened to Zhao Xiaoran's curses. It was very obvious that Zhao Xiaoran had been cursing for a long time, to the point that his throat was somewhat dry. Huang Xing could still hear the sound of cars rumbling. Presumably, Zhao Xiaoran was speeding along the road. Very quickly, Huang Xing understood what Zhao Xiaoran meant by scolding him.

Zhao Xiaoran actually thought that she was doing that kind of thing to her little sister, Zhao Xiaomeng …

She treated Ouyang Mengjiao as Zhao Xiaomeng.

Zhao Xiaoran called his sister, then called Huang Xing, in order to remind him to stay away from Xiao Meng in the future. Unexpectedly, after a few calls, the other party finally picked up, but a male voice that was filled with love for a girl came out. Zhao Xiaoran treated Ouyang Mengjiao as her younger sister, Zhao Xiaomeng, and thought that Huang Xing had cheated and sullied her. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

In the taxi, Zhao Xiaoran felt like her entire body was on fire, she even had thoughts of killing Huang Xing. In order to take revenge on him, he didn't even let Zhao Xiaomeng, who was ignorant of the affairs of the world, off. She deliberately picked up the phone so that she could personally hear her own younger sister being raped, trampled on, and bullied by this beast.

Regarding Zhao Xiaoran's misunderstanding, Huang Xing did not want to explain too much. The more she explained, the worse it would be. When Zhao Xiaoran's scolding came to an end, Huang Xing lightly said, "Wake up, Xiao Meng is not here."

Zhao Xiaoran scolded, you're lying! You despicable and shameless hooligan, you actually raped my sister. I want to sue you, I want to send you to jail!

Huang Xing said, I think Xiao Meng has already reached your place, half an hour ago, she had already left my place.

Zhao Xiaoran exclaimed and asked a question in reply. What did you say?

If you don't believe me, you can give her a call.

Zhao Xiaoran emphasized her words, but I clearly heard that if it wasn't Xiao Meng, who were you sleeping with? Did you bring Miss back?

Huang Xing couldn't help but laugh bitterly. In his wife's eyes, he was probably just a poor kid who no one cared about, without money or status. He could only rely on comfort or Miss Zhao to solve his physiological problems. Huang Xing thought to yourself, Zhao Xiaoran, you are underestimating me. Sooner or later, you will understand that I, Huang Xing, have my own value.

However, Huang Xing still calmly said to Zhao Xiaoran, it doesn't matter who she is going to bed with, or finding Miss, what does it have to do with you, Zhao Xiaoran?

Zhao Xiaoran said angrily: "What, it doesn't matter, we still haven't divorced!"

Huang Xing laughed painfully, tears of laughter flowing out from his eyes. For the first time, he felt that his wife, whom he had once loved deeply, was actually so shameless. When she had secretly betrayed her marriage with Huang Jinjiang, did she consider her feelings? Now that the marriage was dead, she had taken it to the grave herself. What right did she have to question him and whom he was going to bed with in the name of his wife? Ridiculous, ridiculous! However, Huang Xing suddenly felt a long period of depression in his heart, as if he had been released. Back then, he had seen her stepping out of the wall with his own eyes in Chengsheng Group. Now, it was a coincidence that he and another woman had broadcasted live on her phone.

If it was said that Zhao Xiaoran's cheating had caused her too much pain, then this time it could be said that this was the most forceful revenge against her?

Like, but not like. Huang Xing only felt a wave of desolation in his life. He bit his lip hard and felt a salty liquid seep into his mouth. He was tasting his own blood. What he was tasting was the complicated, sweet, bitter and spicy taste of life. When marriage came to an end, there would be no retreat. Even if love was still alive, it would still gradually suffocate in the grave. Rather than letting Zhao Xiaoran's scar become inflamed and slowly corrode to fit his body, it was better to endure the pain and use a sharp knife to enucleate it.

Therefore, Huang Xing really wanted to take the initiative and ask Zhao Xiaoran to arrange for a divorce.

But in reality, Zhao Xiaoran had already hung up. When she called again, she found a notification on the other side of the phone.

Ouyang Mengjiao looked at Huang Xing very quietly. Perhaps she could read the gloom in Huang Xing's heart, because she had seen the tragic and joyous relationship between Huang Xing and him. She didn't have the time to wipe her body or put on her clothes. She hugged Huang Xing in her arms and patted his back softly to comfort him.

Huang Xing laughed self-deprecatingly as he hugged Ouyang Mengjiao and used her body's warmth to melt the coldness in her heart. He was surprised to find that Ouyang Mengjiao was no longer the inexperienced little girl in her impression of her. She had her own unique way of thinking and behavior.

They held each other naked until the phone rang again.

Huang Xing originally thought that Zhao Xiaoran had returned back to the phone, and pressed the answer button, but when the words that were about to pop out from her mouth, she realised her judgement was wrong.