Chapter 407: Top God, Meme (Fifty-Eight)

Zhang Weichen looked upstairs at Han Ziming's room.

Xindao, brother, it's up to you now.

He drove away quickly.

...

Mi Youning walked into the villa, and immediately saw the man sitting on the sofa.

The other party was obviously waiting for her.

I had planned to take a nap before.

Mi Youning took the file bag in her hand and walked towards Han Ziming.

"coming."

Han Ziming showed her a gentle and affectionate smile.

"Um."

Mi Youning put the file bag in Han Ziming's lap, and she walked behind his wheelchair.

"Let's take a lunch break together."

"it is good."

Han Ziming did not refuse, allowing Mi Youning to push him into the elevator.

When the two returned to their room, Mi Youning pushed each other to the side of the bed.

"I'm going to the bathroom first."

In fact, this is to give Han Ziming time.

The other party didn't want her to see her embarrassed side.

Then she tries to avoid them as much as possible.

Although Han Ziming was still smiling, that smile was no longer as real as before.

"Well, let's go."

Mi Youning went into the bathroom, and Han Ziming slowly moved onto the bed.

During this period, he put the file bag in his hand on the bedside table.

Lying on the bed, he couldn't help picking up the portfolio.

Don't know what's inside.

He didn't open it, but just held it in his hand, not knowing what to think.

When Mi Youning came out after washing her face, she saw Han Ziming staring at the portfolio in a daze.

"It was given to me by Zhang Weichen. Open it and see what it is."

Han Ziming raised his head upon hearing this, and looked at Mi Youning.

He frowned and asked, "Wei Chen gave it to you? Do you know what it is?"

As he spoke, his hands started to move, and he opened the file bag.

"I don't know, who knows what it is."

Mi Youning walked to the bed.

At this time, Han Ziming also opened the file bag.

Inside is a disc without any graphic text.

Seeing this, Mi Youning couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"What did he give me this disc for?"

Han Ziming was also puzzled.

He handed the CD in his hand to Mi Youning, "Go and have a look, there is a projector in the house."

"Okay." Mi Youning took the CD and walked to the wall mount.

She put the hanging tray in, picked up the remote control machine at the side, turned around and walked back.

However, Han Ziming, who was lying on the bed, saw the picture on the TV.

His face was a little distorted, and there were some other emotions.

Mi Youning was still wondering what happened to him.

An ambiguous voice sounded behind him.

It was a foreign language with a particularly passionate voice.

Mi Youning stopped in her tracks.

She turned her head in disbelief.

After that, I saw the very explicit picture on the screen at a glance.

It was playing on the TV, and it went directly to the main topic.

The man's thing has already got in.

Even keep going in and out.

Mi Youning quickly raised the remote control, turned it off directly at the TV.

What the hell!

This Zhang Weichen is simply a scum.

To give her such a thing.

And behind her, there is Han Ziming.

She could hear the heavy breathing of the man behind her.

Mi Youning took a deep breath and turned to look at Han Ziming.

"It must be that he took the wrong thing."

As if nothing had happened, she threw the remote control in her hand to the sofa not far away.

Han Ziming nodded in agreement, "It should be, let him look at these things less later."

However, he and Zhang Weichen have been friends for so many years, so why don't they understand each other's behavior style.

Zhang Weichen definitely did it on purpose.

He pressed his head with a headache.

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