I eat wife cake on the fifteenth of every month

"I'm her mother too." Yuan Nai pursed her lips, rubbing her belly into the moonlight.

Yue Ji stared at her for a long time, "But you don't have the ability to raise her alone."

She said it so mercilessly.

"Nai Nai, come back with me." Yue Ji also calmed down and persuaded her patiently, "She needs a home."

"How do you know I'm not capable of raising her?"

Probably every woman has a tenacious and unyielding mentality. Yuan Nai closed her eyes and choked her throat, "Did you think I was an incompetent woman from the beginning?"

That's why he took that pearl out for Xixi to pawn for her. Now that I think about it, what did I do then?She suspected that she stole the pearl and beat her. At that time, this woman must have ridiculed herself in her heart for being incompetent and still suspicious of others.

"Is it because I chose to believe the tragic life experience in your mouth, and laughed at me in my heart for being so deceitful and deceitful?"

"Nai Nai..." Yue Ji paused, and in the hazy moonlight, she saw crystal tears dripping down Yuan Nai's cheeks, and at this moment she faintly understood why this little woman felt wronged and broke down.

All her kindness and sincerity were given to a child named Xixi. During those days, she was alone, but Xixi broke into her world, and her miserable life experience aroused tenderness and compassion in her heart.

Probably because of the existence of Xixi, who has been ransacked and left home alone for three years, she has a goal and motivation, a child who needs to be saved by her.

But one day, she found out that this child who needed her to save not only had no miserable experience, but also lied to her from the beginning to the end. She tried her best to be trampled underfoot by Yue Ji, and it became a joke.

That's right, no woman can accept this.

"Nana..."

"I shouldn't have said that about you."

She shouldn't have denied her ability just now, no matter how small her ability was, she earned it through hard work.

Yue Ji wanted to take her hand, but Yuan Nai avoided her one step earlier, stood up and turned her back to her, bit her lower lip to hold back tears, and finally said that sentence.

"let's break up."

The atmosphere turned cold and fell to the bottom.

"I disagree."

Yue Ji's face was frosty and cold, she hugged the woman who was about to leave her side from behind, and the knee-length trench coat covered the two of them, seeming to blend into one body in this cold snowy night.

The woman in her arms didn't struggle or respond in the slightest. Her "disagreement" seemed to be thrown into the snow and was quickly buried.

"My fault..." Yue Ji rubbed her chin against her small ears, the usually cold and expressionless woman slowly let go of her dignity, lowered her brows and eyes, and said in a gentle compromise, "Nai Nai, forgive me……"

Yuan Nai looked at the overlapping figures under the moonlight, tears fell silently, but soon she blinked and held back, "Dangtang Tess can't break up? Don't make me look down on you."

The person behind her froze, Yuan Nai broke free from her hand, and trotted into the market without looking back until she couldn't see her back.

Yue Ji stood on the spot, staring blankly at the footprints stretching into the distance, her heart felt as if a hole had been gouged out.

His warm eyes dimmed with the night, and a look of pain flashed across them.

……

It was a beautiful two-story western-style building, with the fragrance of freshly prepared meals. Mama Gong was now in her room, and Hua Manyi was serving her a bowl of rice.

She looked at the bowl in her hand and pursed her lips. She didn't know why she felt like a virtuous little daughter-in-law at the moment.

"Gong Ma." Hua Manyi shook off that thought, put the rice in front of Gong Yan, and then sat down by herself.

It is rare for someone to come to her house as a guest, and as the host, I have to treat her well.

"Yiyi, you should have thought about what you said last time, right?" Gong Yan glanced at the rice in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled unconsciously, but he raised his hand

Taking a sip of the red wine, she looked lazily at Hua Manyi who was opposite her.

Hua Manyi knew what she was talking about, to make her consider being with her.

"Mother Gong, you know, I've never been in a relationship."

Her ability to say this meant that it was time to start.

"It's okay." This kind of thing is not a big problem at all. Gong Yan was wearing a cheongsam, with his long legs crossed under the table, and he was only a short distance away from meeting the sexy and sincere woman opposite.

"From now on, Yiyi, you and I are just girlfriends, so call me Gong Yan from now on."

Hua Manyi nodded shyly, she couldn't believe that she would fall in love with Gong Ma one day, but now she has said everything, and it seems that everything will happen naturally.

But she still didn't quite understand the address, "Why do you call me that? I think Mama Gong is also a good name."

And after calling it for so many years, I couldn't change it for a while.

Gong Yan paused, squinted her eyes and looked over, did she really not understand or pretended not to understand?

"Hard to hear." Gong Yan dismissed it without hesitation.

"But, didn't you ask me to call you that?" Hua Manyi felt a little unbelievable.

"..."

Gong Yan was at a loss for words for a while, and it took him a long time to explain, "...that was in the past."

Hua Manyi: "..."

"Let's eat first."

Gong Yan hummed lightly, and then turned his attention to the meals made by his girlfriend, "It's getting late today, I'll stay here, okay?"

"Okay." Hua Manyi had no doubts about him, "I have a lot of rooms."

Subconsciously, she still regards her as Gong's mother who has been taking care of her in the dance hall.

However, the woman on the opposite side darkened a little bit, staring at the woman on the opposite side who was eating for a while, and opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she still didn't say it.

After the meal, Hua Manyi cleaned up the dishes, and Mama Gong went to take a shower. After washing the dishes, she went to clean up a guest room and came out.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when it was her turn to take a shower, and Hua Manyi came out of the bathroom wiping her wet hair.

The department store released a home appliance called a hair dryer, which they said could dry hair quickly. She thought it was very convenient, so she bought it, and now she finally uses it.

As soon as the hair dryer was turned on, it made a whining sound, almost startling Hua Manyi, and blew it on her palm, it was hot air.

Hua Manyi's eyes lit up, she probably knew how to use it.Bending down, the long hair like a black waterfall hangs in the air, drying and becoming moisturised little by little under the hot wind.

The smoky green silk slip nightdress slipped off the shoulders, and the slender ridge line highlighted the infinite sexiness.

Hua Manyi was blowing her hair, suddenly not noticing the person standing behind her.

When she switched to the other side, she saw a pair of long legs beside her feet.

Mom Gong?

Before she could say anything, a hand was put on her waist. Hua Manyi stopped holding the hair dryer, straightened her waist, and just turned around when someone pushed her to the edge of the table.

The hair dryer was still whining and vibrating when it fell to the ground, and there was a copper-colored crank phone in hand.

"Gong, Gong's mother?" Hua Manyi swallowed, she fell backwards under the pressure, her white and slender swan neck was stretched, her skinny collarbone was exposed in the air, and she fell into the woman's eyes.

The cigarette under the red lips suddenly tasteless, Gong Yan snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray, and the milky white mist lingered on this lazy but charming face.

"Yiyi, do you want to?"

Everyone is an adult, and has been in the dance hall for so long, Hua Manyi can't understand this sentence.

But being with a woman is a blind spot that she has never been in contact with, but it is like a layer of tulle, which lures herself undisguised.

Heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Hua Manyi's eyes fell on Gong Yan's face who was close at hand, her low bun was tied behind her head, she was meticulous, her smooth and majestic forehead showed no trace of wrinkle, like a

Mrs. Rich.

But she knows that Gong Ma is different from those rich wives. She doesn't need to depend on anyone. She opened a dance hall and manages Nuo Da's venues by herself, but she is never afraid of others making trouble. The world she has seen is worse than the salt she eats. Many, in the slender figure is a powerful and extremely charming soul.

Hua Manyi was so fascinated that she forgot to answer for a while, and the woman asked patiently again. At this time, her eyes fell on Gong Yan's slightly open neckline, which was the same silk suspender dress as hers, but the color was darker. Intoxicating wine red.

A mature and older woman always has a kind of elegance and calmness that she can't imitate in her gestures.This is probably the innate charm or the charm accumulated over the years.

But she is more willing to believe it is the latter. She was attracted by this charm when they first met, and she probably secretly hated that she was too young and immature to precipitate this charming charm. Then deliberately follow the imitation.

Whenever people say that she has the shadow of Gong's mother, she doesn't show it on the surface, but in fact she is very happy.

The woman she had always regarded as a benchmark and kept imitating secretly suddenly said one day that she wanted to have sex with her. No matter how ignorant she was in this kind of thing, she knew that the process would definitely be harmonious.

This kind of invitation to suddenly shorten the distance with this woman... To be honest, she didn't object in her heart, but for no reason, more inexplicable emotions emerged in her heart for some reason.

It was like a messy tangle of threads entangled her hands and feet, making her a little more timid.

Pressing down her bright red lips, Hua Manyi's mind went blank at that moment.

"Yiyi, leave you to me."

Hearing this sound and lowering her voice, Hua Manyi closed her eyes and let out a hmm in her throat, wrapping her white and slender arms around the woman's neck.

The silk nightdress was lifted up a little bit...

Hua Manyi felt like a duckweed, the corners of her upturned eyes were filled with mist, the back of her waist was the edge of a thick mahogany table, and the copper-colored hand-cranked phone in her hand was accidentally knocked aside by her.

Elbows are bent on the waist and supported on the table, and the straight collarbone is tightened when the love is strong.

In the corner of the living room under the crystal lamp, two silk nightdresses were scattered, one red and the other blue.

"Gong Ma..." Hua Manyi frowned slightly, seeming to be tinged with pain.

"Call me Gong Yan." The woman raised her eyes and glanced at Hua Manyi. From her perspective, she could only see her slightly raised weak chin. Her sweaty lines were extremely charming, and she was almost transparent under the crystal light. .

"Gong Yan..."

Hua Manyi changed her words obediently, the swelling feeling brought by her fingers disappeared, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but before she got up, the woman stood up and prostrated herself on her chest, hugging her waist, holding her waist with one hand. Light up a cigarette.

Probably too proficient, she quickly lit the cigarette, put it on her thin lips with a little lipstick on it, smoked it slowly, and then breathed on Hua Manyi's face like puffing.

cough cough-

Hua Manyi coughed from the smoke, but her slender body was still imprisoned between her and the table by the woman.

"Do you want to smoke?"

"want."

Hua Manyi's thick eyelashes were stained with fragrant sweat, and the moment she took the cigarette with a smile was bright and moving.

The corners of Gong Cigarette's mouth hooked up, brushed Hua Manyi's hand away before she took up the cigarette, and kissed her one step ahead.

At the edge of the mahogany table, a hand hangs on it, the cigarette held between the pale and slender fingers has not been moved for a long time, only a wisp of smoke curls up.

There are black reflective hair floating on the chest, the woman's head shakes into the eyes, the strong smell in the nose is mixed with the nicotine of cigarettes, Hua Manyi's eyes appear drunk, drunk, but she is very sober Know that I am not drinking.

She knew what she was doing, shook her head to wake herself up, and her body began to perceive again. Under the crystal light, the dark shadows in her eyes swayed, and also swayed into a certain night in her memory.

It seems that someone in my memory has done this to me, it seems more than once...

"Yiyi, relax, I want to hear you say that..."