Vicious Female Partner Doesn’t Want To Do It Anymore

Tong Ao didn't wait for an answer, but soon she stopped asking because she also saw Song Mingzhi standing behind her.

"I suddenly remembered that there are still manuscripts that have not been changed. I'll go first, goodbye."

Tong Ao waved his hand and hurried away.

She didn't know if Song Mingzhi had heard it, but she only knew that her career might be in crisis, and she was still taking it for granted.

Dong Ling was even more heartbroken. She didn't know if Song Mingzhi heard it or not, so she thought she didn't hear it. Anyway, she couldn't take the initiative to pierce this layer of window paper.

Dong Ling couldn't think deeply, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was only one step away from the original world.

She greeted Song Mingzhi as usual, and continued to apply lipstick on the mirror.

Seeing that Song Mingzhi didn't want to say anything, Dongling breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Mingzhi watched her somewhat restrained and then relaxed movements, raised her lips slightly, and sat in front of the other makeup mirror to touch up her makeup.

She was actually surprised, but the long-standing environment made her accustomed to not expressing her emotions on her face, so even if her heart was stormy, the people in front of her would know nothing.

She became more and more precise about her guesses, or in other words, they couldn't be called guesses. After all, all kinds of evidence were put in front of her, but Song Mingzhi didn't point it out.

She considers Fang's psychology intimately, and believes that the actual kiss may have been just a coincidence, after all, Fang's physical reaction can't deceive people.

The little girl's love is really careful, even if she tried her best to add a kiss scene, she should emphasize borrowing to avoid her resistance.

This kind of love is really hard to hate and resist. The little girl specially made manicures so that she doesn't have to wonder how Song Mingzhi could bear to pierce her heart and embarrass her.

And she was quite worried that the little girl would be scared away, after all, she looked very nervous just now.

Dongling felt embarrassed and dead after making sure that Song Mingzhi didn't hear what she and Tong Ao had just said. When Fang waited for her to leave the dressing room together, Ruo Wuqi was quite pleased to follow.

At the same time, she still warned 021 fiercely in her heart: [Can you remind me next time Song Mingzhi comes? ! 】

I beg you, a normal system will do it, okay?

021 is embarrassed to say: [This function can be turned on, but it needs to... Ah, you know. 】

Dongling didn't want to understand, what was the difference between deducting the progress of the main line and stealing money from her pocket, they were all digging for her flesh.

But she really didn't want to experience this kind of dangerous rollover. In case there was another time, she really couldn't wash herself.

Dongling asked hesitantly: [How much? 】

021 Quickly press the calculator: [If you consume 0.1% for one day, you can get a 25% discount for ten days, and the monthly subscription is more cost-effective. 】

Dongling: [? ? ? 】

Dongling: [Did you just come back from some shopping mall for further studies? 】

What the heck, the most trashy system in the world, right?

021 Nu explained: [I can be good for you. After all, switching on and off also consumes energy. Everyone who uses electrical appliances knows that switching on and off repeatedly will consume more power than turning it on all the time. The longer the energy consumption of the main line, the slower the consumption. of. 】

Dongling gritted his teeth: [Then give me a month first. 】

Dong Ling's eyes were a little dull. She never thought that she would experience the heartache of a beast in the hands of the system. She knew that she didn't have such a tangled heartache when she bought one or two million Dongling.

Seeing that he was about to walk into the mirror, Dongling restrained his expression.

Cheng Ge didn't ask for anything, she just stood up to be a mysterious beauty.

After the cameo's mirror was filmed, Dongling listened to the producer exchanging music.

In fact, a good movie atmosphere is indispensable for good background music, and the sound of the picture gives the audience the ultimate feeling.

Dong Linglai didn't plan to take action, but Cheng Hu, who was on the sidelines, was inspired.

Yan Ting, the protagonist of the plot that needs a soundtrack, saw several people die one after another in a closed situation. After finding some clues, he was accused of being the murderer by others. After the confrontation, he found the clue and turned the corner.

The scene is extremely tense, accompanied by some gloomy horrors. Depression and shadows are intertwined in people's hearts, like a string that collapses to the extreme. It will disappear at the moment of collapse, and the spring breeze will turn into rain.

Dongling immediately asked her to bring her violin from home, and arranged and wrote the score when she returned that night.

"I hope it won't disturb you."

When the violin arrived, Dongling had just finished taking a shower, and when the hair was still wet, she couldn't wait to pick up her precious violin, and greeted Song Mingzhi in the room in advance.

Song Mingzhi was listening to Ji Yiling talking about her work with her earphones, she nodded when she heard the words, typed and Ji Yiling told her to wait.

This was the first time Song Mingzhi saw Dongling playing the qin, with undisguised wonder and admiration in his eyes.

The sound of the piano is not pleasant, even tense and depressing, as if it has captured the hearts of the listeners, and can't help but hold his breath and relax with the scattered notes.

The feeling that music can convey to people is subjective, Song Mingzhi said that this bgm is very suitable for the plot.

What surprised Song Mingzhi more than this piece of music was Dongling's attitude.

That kind of indescribable beauty, and that kind of charm does not come from the outside, she can feel the confidence and joy from the inside out when she plays, as if integrated with the instrumental music.

I can clearly feel her seriousness, and I am shocked by that feeling. She does not sing for anyone, but for the surging emotion and love of her heart, for the works and soul that trigger her sense of music.

Song Mingzhi was at a loss for words. For the first time in her life, she was annoyed by her lack of talent to express her perception. She looked at it quietly, like a beautiful **** looking at a free spirit.

At first, Dong Ling had to look at the score, but in the end, she became more and more self-conscious. Her mind was full of scenes, full of Song Mingzhi, from her eyes to the curvature of her mouth and her body language. In the end, she did not follow the score. , and go with the new feeling.

Until the end of the performance, Dong Ling still didn't open her eyes, and when Song Mingzhi's face faded in her mind, Dong Ling relaxed.

"It's perfect, I believe Cheng Dao will appreciate it very much."

"Dang, I also feel very good. If he has such an opinion, there is no way. I can invest in people."

After Dongling finished speaking, she looked at Song Mingzhi and smiled knowingly.

"I was so excited that I was sweating. I changed the score and took a shower."

Dongling put the piano and bow away, wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his lips at Song Mingzhi, and returned to the room with great excitement.

When revising the score, Dongling was extraordinarily conscientious and focused, that kind of infinite joy about love.

After Dongling finished revising, he admired himself several times, and put aside the good bath, and discussed with his classmates excitedly.

Dongling has been learning musical instruments since she was a child. When she was a child, she was interested in everything, whether it was piano, violin, cello, flute or pipa, guzheng, etc. When she saw it, she wanted to learn it. Occasionally she was also interested in ballet and hip-hop. For this reason, her father Mom didn't feel less pain, and felt that everything she did was hot for three minutes.

Dongling really began to love the violin around the age of thirteen, traveling with his parents and traveling to the alleys of Jingzhou.

Dongling still remembers the beautiful western-style building, the walls are covered with a large number of wisteria flowers, and there is a girl in the attic who is practicing the violin.

Dongling has never heard that someone sawing wood can be sawn so unpleasantly, and it can be said that there is no joy in it. Although every beginner is inevitably sawing wood at the beginning, Dongling is really tortured.

The girl in the attic looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, and she only saw her back.

Otherwise, Dongling would want to teach people to play the piano.

After playing that day, Dongling made up his mind to practice the violin, and he must make such an elegant instrument so that more people can hear its beautiful sound.

After so many years, I don't know what happened to the girl in the attic. I hope she has played the violin, and this is not a musical instrument in her hand.

Putting away his memories, Dongling looked at several places suggested by his classmates to change, and discussed with Fang.

Outside the door, Song Mingzhi motioned to plan Yiling to continue the topic just now.

Ji Yiling deliberately didn't say the truth, tsk tsk sighed: "Your little boss is quite good, not to mention money, but also a talented girl, and you are two extremes."

She continued to tease: "Fortunately, you gave up music back then. Who would have thought that my elegant Boss Song was a music idiot."

"Back then, I was really making a fool of myself by playing with those instruments for you. It's easy to use and I don't need to perform on stage. Who would have thought that it was your best level."

Ji Yiling almost died of laughter when he thought of this, this was definitely one of the few black histories of Song Mingzhi.

She was reunited in the university. At that time, there was a performance for the freshmen. Song Mingzhi has been a famous person since she entered the school, so everyone hoped that she could perform a show.

Because Song Mingzhi looked like she could play the piano very well, but Song Mingzhi directly showed everyone what it means to have a zero sense of music. Someone who didn't believe in evil asked her to play the violin, and finally left with a look of despair.

Ji Yiling felt that Song Mingzhi was very hard at the time, in order to make herself not perform on stage to make such a destructive image, but when she was fortunate enough to listen to Song Mingzhi practicing songs at home a few times, she persuaded her to accept it. hand.

"Say right."

Song Mingzhi coughed lightly, preventing Ji Yiling from continuing to expose the shortcoming.

Song Mingzhi is actually a relatively strong person. When she encounters a love that she can't do, she will work hard to overcome it, but she later found that the world of art is not as good as the world of mathematics, and it will be useful if you don't work hard.

At that time, the adoptive mother liked to listen to violin music very much. Song Mingzhi wanted to learn a piece of music to make her happy on her birthday, so she specially chose the attic where there was no one to practice. In order to check her self-esteem when she was entering the school, she did not refuse the request of her classmates. , but she could feel the reaction of her classmates, she practiced for two months in vain.

This song has not been sent out in the end, and before that time, the adoptive parents have been killed.

Song Mingzhi specially tortured those relatives with the sound of the piano in the middle of the night, and then never touched the piano again.

Ji Yiling talked about the truth, and Song Mingzhi dealt with each situation.

"Come on, do you want to continue what you asked me to do last time? That cosmetics company has been slow to get financing. It's checking who is looking for trouble. I'm very secretive and won't find me."

Song Mingzhi thought of Xuandu, tapped the keyboard lightly, and said, "Go ahead, hold it well, and raise your hand if necessary."

"What's the meaning?"

Ji Yiling didn't understand a little, why would he be so roundabout if he wanted to break down directly.

Song Mingzhi had coldness in his eyes and chuckled, "Are you on a coaster?"