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Chapter 65 Yes, yes, that’s the way you look at trash

Chapter 65 Yes, yes, that’s the way you look at trash
A pair of long, slender and deadly legs.

It became Qin Meng's label.

No matter who you are, as long as you see Qin Meng for the first time, you will definitely notice her long legs.

Long and thin.

Paired with the high heels designed by Zhao Gongming himself and black stockings, the sensory stimulation is simply amazing.

Nothing to say.

It would be a pleasure to die under her deadly scissors.

He flew into the air and kicked, crushing the head.

emmmmm.

I wish I could be crushed by her right now.

Perfect.

……

"Ta Tata..."

The high heels hit the ground, making a clattering sound.

Qin Meng's cold and pretty face, coupled with her pair of contemptuous eyes looking at trash, always makes people shout, I am trash, yes, yes, it's this kind of eyes looking at trash.

Love it to death.

"Big sister, welcome home."

The security guards on night patrol were all relatively young. The moment they saw Qin Meng, their hearts began beating uncontrollably.

His face turned red and he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look Qin Meng in the eye.

Although it was nice to be looked at by the big sister Qin Meng as if she was trash.

But the pressure from Big Sister Qin Meng was too strong.

They simply can't bear it.

This kind of power and influence from a high position is not something that little Karamis like them can contend with.

"Ah."

Qin Meng didn't look at them, even once.

She just passed by, entered the mansion with a determined look, and quickly determined the route, heading towards the set goal.

"Big sister, big sister."

Qin Meng's return woke up many maids on night patrol.

Several of the maids stopped Qin Meng with trembling hearts.

"Ok?"

That look of looking at garbage came over again.

The maids who were treated as trash by Qin Meng couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in their hearts.

Haha, I am trash, yes, yes, I am trash, big sister, just take a good look at me like this.

It’s popular with both men and women.

"Big sister, the master has gone to bed."

"If you go in like this, you'll wake up the master."

"Besides, you are sweaty after your long journey. Why don't you go wash yourself first?"

Although it feels good to be looked at like trash many times.

However, the maid still had to tell Zhao Gongming some things.

We can't just let Sister Qin Meng go in like this.

Otherwise, it would be inappropriate to wake up Zhao Gongming.

"I'm sweating..."

"Do I smell?"

Qin Meng lowered his head and took a deep breath, but there was no taste.

"Big sister, I'll do it, I'll do it."

"emmm."

A maidservant was quick-witted and quickly approached Qin Meng, put her head under Qin Meng's armpit, took a deep breath, and then an intoxicated expression appeared on her face.

A complete pervert.

"It smells a bit like sweat, but, let me smell it again."

Without waiting for Qin Meng to refuse, the maid took a few more puffs.

"It smells so good, the sweaty big sister has an especially strong body odor."

Qin Meng: ...

Qin Meng was stunned at first, then his eyes went dark.

He pushed away the pervert who was getting closer and closer.

He turned and headed towards his room.

"Prepare hot water and flower petals for me."

Qin Meng said coldly.

"Yes, eldest sister."

"Do you need help? I'm good at scrubbing people's bodies."

"No thanks."

"Alas, what a pity! I wanted to let Big Sister see my cooking skills."

The maid looked at Qin Meng's back as he walked away, and a sad look appeared on her face.

The big sister is really cold.

No chance at all.

"Skills? You have the skills to rub a hammer, how can I not understand you? You don't have the skills to scrub backs, but you have a big heart to take advantage of others. Very big."

The maid beside her raised her eyebrows and sneered.

"What are you saying? What are you saying? Qingqing, she is slandering me. Qingqing, she is slandering me."

The maid pointed at another maid and shouted that it was unfair.

However, who doesn't know the character of the maid in this room?

This guy is not picky about heat or cold, and is popular with both men and women.

Others are just greedy.

She is just smart.

Not only does she covet the master, she also covets the big sister.

Damn pervert.

A greedy girl.

……after an hour.

After taking a shower, Qin Meng pushed the door of Zhao Gongming's room.

"Ok?"

"Locked the door?"

Qin Meng found that the door could not be opened, so he walked to the window and pushed it again.

This time, it was pushed open.

Qin Meng jumped lightly and jumped in through the window with an agile figure.

Upon entering the room.

Qin Meng saw Zhao Gongming who was sleeping soundly.

Zhao Gongming, who was sleeping soundly, took off his mask.

The bright moonlight came into the room through the window and shone on Zhao Gongming's face.

In an instant, the sleeping Zhao Gongming seemed to be emitting light all over his body.

Holy is not like mortals.

Like a firefly in the darkness, so bright and so outstanding.

At this moment, Qin Meng's cold and beautiful look changed.

The indifferent expression on his face also began to distort.

Expressions change from day to day.

She was a cool and arrogant female president one second ago, and turned into a sickly, humble and nympho the next.

The change is too big.

Except for Zhao Gongming, it is difficult for others to imagine that this is the same person.

……

"Hehehehe~"

Qin Meng came to the bedside, supported her chin with both hands, and stared at Zhao Gongming blankly for several hours.

Drops of saliva occasionally left the corners of his mouth.

From time to time, he would let out a weird, foolish laugh, just like the big fool next door.

"Ok?"

Zhao Gongming's body suddenly shook.

Then woke up from the dream.

"Ok?"

"When did my window open?"

"Didn't I turn it off?"

Zhao Gongming looked at the open window with sleepy eyes, his mind unable to think for a moment.

However, he didn't think much about it.

Dragging my tired body, I closed the window.

Then he lay down again.

His hand felt something wet.

Somewhat sticky.

what?
Zhao Gongming smelled it and found a faint scent of vanilla, as if it was the smell of someone's toothpaste in his memory.

He didn't think much about it.

Because I was too sleepy.

His brain didn't want to move.

Zhao Gongming lifted the quilt to cover himself, and then fell asleep again.

About half an hour passed.

The closet is open.

Qin Meng walked out of the closet quietly.

He continued to watch Zhao Gongming for another half an hour before he was satisfied.

Before leaving, Qin Meng searched the house and finally found the shorts he had just changed out of in the inner layer of the box that Zhao Gongming had hidden tightly.

An intoxicated look appeared on Qin Meng's face.

That's the smell.

Ninety-nine percent of it is authentic.

……

The next morning.

Zhao Gongming's voice resounded throughout the Zhao family.

"Qin Meng."

"Where the hell did you hide my pants?"

"Give me my pants back."

"I have no fucking underwear to wear."

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

"You are such a pervert."