On the day that Ji Yao cheated on his little sister, Meng Qingge didn't break into his room to catch him, but instead sent him a text message to play with his big brother.
However, Meng Qingge didn't expect that the prey she was looking for was actually the real hunter.
That night, he had pressed her down and whispered into her ear, "Meng Qingge, you should have been mine for a long time."

You Should Have Been Mine

After a day's rest at home, the two returned to work.

"What time is the production team finished?" After Ji Wanzhou finished his sentence, he took a big bite of the toast.

"Why are you asking me when you know everything?" Meng Qingge's hand that was mending her makeup did not stop. "Irritating. I can't even finish painting."

"It's not the same. I want you to tell me yourself." Unknowingly, Ji Wanzhou had walked over and finished off two pieces of his toast. He put his hands behind Meng Qingge's back and looked at her cute wife as she fixed her makeup.

"6 PM. The actors in the first half of today's movie are going to be killed. We still need to gather for dinner." Meng Qingge sighed as she looked at the extra face in the mirror and narrated the story tirelessly.

"Then when are you coming back?" Ji Wanzhou put his dishonest hands on Meng Qingge's hair. The soft touch made him touch more of Meng Qingge's hair.

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