Those real and fake bosses are only a little interested in shyly, and even, she is just some unspoken supplies.
But she immediately fantasized about a splendor.
Often, shyly's brilliance has not had time to unfold, and the ferocity of the bosses surfaced in a short time after the meal.
Roz hoped that shyly would fail.
Yes, he hoped so. Failure in any sense.
Only when she is depressed, when she needs healing, does she come back. His face was pale, his steps were staggering, a bit of resentment remained between his brows, and the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth grew longer.
After failing, she would smile bleakly at him as a greeting, and then went straight to the bedroom and fell on the bed.
Luo Zi followed, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked her: "shyly, stop tossing, don't you know that you are intact only when you are with me?"
Luo Zi's tone was like talking to a child. He raised the women around him as children and small animals.
He also said: "Whatever you want outside, you have to pay the price, and often the gain outweighs the loss! Women, you shouldn't compete with the world with yourself."
Shyly turned over and stared at him: "Why? Why can't I compete? Why do I always compete when I work hard?"
He never gave her affirmation: "This world is being destroyed, destroying all good things, nature, humanity, art, ethics, all are being destroyed. You can't protect other good things, at least you can protect yourself intact."
Shyly hates him talking like this. She hated his view of the world, hated him telling it all. So, she yelled angrily: "You old and slippery dog!"
Luo Zi seemed to be poured down by a basin of ice water, his body stiffened immediately, and his face was also indifferent.
He stood up, wanted to leave, and said, "However, only this dog is willing to take you in and let you do whatever you want."
Shyly is the kind of woman who: once a man turns his back on them, they immediately flirt. This is their natural skill. So, before he left, she pounced on him, hugged his neck tightly, and dragged him to the bed.
Shyly turned over, spread her legs and clamped Roz tightly, bit his upper lip, and whispered: "I'm a wild bitch, I'll hang out with you in the kennel!"
When Luo Zi disarmed, she said viciously and whispered in his ear: "Don't say nothing is intact! Nothing is intact, let alone a woman!"
three
Roz saw Shyly for the first time at the painting exhibition of Canadian-Danish Rolf Jensen.
At that time, Shyly was still following Li En.
Shyly herself doesn't know how many men she has experienced. They are both players and liars, some animals mixed with people.
She also fought wits and courage with them, and finally, peeling a layer of skin from this body, and scooping a spoonful of oil from that pot, can be regarded as a small savings, which can be used for herself.
However, she mistakenly took a salted fish that had just turned around for a rich young man, and wanted to marry into a wealthy family. She competed several times with a third-tier actress, and snatched the fake rich young man.
The fake rich young lady only took away the small money at the bottom of her box on the pretext that she needed a working capital to withstand the financial turmoil, and then disappeared. She had no choice but to repair her own body resources and become Li En's mannequin.
The tall Li En walked towards Luo Zi, with a big gray coat hanging in his arms.
As he got closer, Luo Zi saw clearly that what was hanging in his arms was a young woman wrapped in a gray robe, she had a thin face and a charming smile.
"Oh!" Li En was very enthusiastic and grabbed Luo Zi's shoulder.
The little woman next to him smiled at Luo Zimei with the corners of her eyes hanging down. She was pale, but her skin was so fine and clean that it felt like marble.
Luo Zi thought that Li En, the sculptor, even had a very professional attitude towards women's aesthetics.
It's just that, just like he stopped knocking stones, marble will be abandoned. What he plays now is silver fiberglass and brown resin.
So, he untied Shyly's hand, pulled it over, hung it on Luo Zi's arm, then backed away, and patted her face: "Honey, he is the richest painter in our city!"
"Oh? How can you be rich? I heard that artists all go to work in the subway. Their income is mainly in silver coins, and they don't need to exchange money for one-way tickets."
Li En frowned, pretending to be angry: "Baby, you can't say that. It hurts our self-esteem too much."
Luo Zi laughed: "Not everyone can stay in the subway passage, you should go and see, the artists have been squeezed out, and the people standing inside arenbsp; This trick is not Chen's heartthrob, but Monroe's.
Luo Zi turned to look for Li En. Just now, Li En was laughing and scolding Zhao Yanyan and Yang Yuyi among a group of friends, and at the same time offered fake courtesy to Ai Ai, a mid-mature female writer. Ai Ai wrote comments to Li En.
Soon, a belated emotional writer, Ah Tang, who wrote a report for Li En, hugged Li En again, took pictures, and told a dirty joke. Ah Tang has a lot of pornographic jokes, which are specially used for gatherings of friends and dinners.
Soon, they were all lost.
An official from the Canadian Consulate brought a lot of people.
A large number of visitors flooded into the exhibition hall again.
Luo Zi's gaze was still looking for Li En, with a blank expression.
But Shyly's excited look seemed to be rejoicing that Li En had disappeared from this world.
Ai Ai stepped out of the crowd and looked around. Her disheveled hair was tied up in the shape of a mushroom cloud on top of her head, and her shirt was open, revealing her fleshy breasts.
This is a cultured woman who thinks she is sexy and charming. She married a worker. Even though the worker's husband has become a small boss, she still looks down on him and treats him condescendingly because of the support of culture. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com