Miss Zhang Zhang Yiru looked at the man on her body depressedly, and fantasized about Han Sanqian's powerful blow and his peerless face that had been wandering in her mind.

For Zhang Yiru, since that time, Han Sanqian left her with a lot of shock, which made her unforgettable.

The slam of the mountain with one finger on the Fuye ring made this desire greatly expand.

Whether it is strength or appearance, they are all the highest standards that Zhang Yiru dreams of, let alone Han Sanqian has the perfect combination of her two highest standards.

For Zhang Yiru, this was simply the only best candidate in his heart. She looked slander and thought about it, just like a hungry lion suddenly saw a delicious lamb.

She had already been unable to bear it, so she took advantage of the evening to find a strong man and temporarily quenched her thirst by fantasizing that it was Han Sanqian.

But the more this happens, Zhang Yiru can feel Han Sanqian's uniqueness, but at this moment, there are bursts of knocking on the door outside the house.

It happened that Zhang Yiru was already unhappy with the man on her and kicked him away: "Get out of useless things."

The strong man retreated in panic, hugged his clothes, opened the door and ran out quietly, holding his clothes, like a mouse.

Looking at the embarrassing strong man, Fu Mei at the door was stunned at first, then couldn't help but sneer, and started to walk into the room.

Seeing that it was Fu Mei, Zhang Yiru put on his clothes and walked out of bed slowly with a smile: "Oh, who did I think it was? It turned out to be our Mrs. Ye. However, it was late at night. Mrs. Ye didn't spend the night with her husband, but came to find me a single woman?"

"Don't mention Mrs. Ye, let me turn against you again." Fu Mei said angrily, sitting on the chair, pouring herself a cup of tea.

"What's wrong, Mei'er? Ye Shijun's Kaizi made you angry?" Zhang Yiru smiled with concern.

"Does that Kaizi dare to mess with me?" Fu Mei took a sip of tea in depression and looked at Zhang Yiru: "It's hard to describe when I meet a man I want. I'm here tonight, will it disturb your Yaxing?"

Zhang Yiru smiled and said, "It's just a waste, what's so elegant?"

"Oh, that's also considered a waste? Why, the requirements have increased recently?" Fu Mei couldn't help but said strangely.

Just now, she saw the man who left in a hurry in front of the door. He had a good figure and a good appearance. Why did he become a waste?!

Fu Mei and Zhang Yiru are friends I met very early. Ye Shijun's thigh was actually introduced by Zhang Yiru, so the relationship between them was one step closer.

"Haha, because he is not worth mentioning in front of the prince charming I met." Zhang Yiru did not deny it.

Fu Mei reached out and touched Zhang Yiru's forehead: "Don't you have a fever? When did our Miss Zhang meet true love?"

Zhang Yiru's personality is very clear, Fu Mei is very slutty, and regards men as toys. This is her motto and also her life goal.

However, Zhang Yiru has changed his personality now, which makes Fu Mei very curious.

"Yes, as long as he is willing, I can give up the whole forest and stay by his side from now on, take care of his husband and children, never cheat, and be just to be his own plaything." Zhang Yiru did not hide his excitement and thoughts at all.

"Haha, is it so exaggerated? It can make us Miss Zhang give up our freedom and unruly?" Fu Mei suddenly became interested. This situation is basically uncommon, because even herself is far less boring than Zhang Yiru, and it is impossible for her to give up her life for a man.

"Mei'er, you don't know. On the way I came, I met a man who I will never forget for the rest of my life. Not only is he good in shape, but he is also strong. Most importantly, he is also very handsome. Do you know? Whenever I think of him now, my heart can't help but ripple. I..." Whenever I talk about Han Sanqian, Zhang Yiru was extremely excited.

Fu Mei frowned slightly. Looking at Zhang Yiru's rogue look, she couldn't help but feel strange. Is there such a charming man? "So...you'll look for that man tonight..."

"That's right, it's just a substitute. But it's boring." Zhang Yiru nodded, then sighed: "Hey, compared to that man, he is really a garbage waste. Why did you want me to meet such a perfect person? I suddenly feel bored without him in my life."

Seeing Zhang Yiru's distraught look, Fu Mei smiled helplessly: "You are really a bit too exaggerated. There are many men in this world who are excellent, but you just haven't seen it. Take the man I am thinking about now."

"Damn, you're just getting married? But, someone who can make you play so big must be a good man. Tell me who it is, let me take a look for you." Zhang Yiruo laughed.

For her, there was nothing shameful, only something more exciting.

"You talk about yours first." Fu Mei smiled.

"My?" Zhang Yiruo smiled and said with interest: "Who made us good sisters? Let me tell you, the masked man on the ring yesterday!"

"Mask Man?" Fu Mei was suddenly stunned.
Chapter completed!