The cries of one after another drilled into her ears, Dong Yao couldn't sit still, she couldn't imagine that Zheng Zhi, who had always kept a distance from women, would be with such a woman... Also with her......

How is that possible?

Could it be that Zheng Zhi doesn't love Peng Zerun anymore?

Or did he know his purpose and deliberately find a shield?

But in any case, it is a fact that they are rolling in the same bed at this moment.

And...... It's weirdly good-sounding.

Dong Yao sniffed, opened the phone and remembered.

In the master bedroom separated by a wall, Zheng Zhi yawned while holding a magazine, and kicked the head of the bed boredly.

Song Jingqiao was beside his bedside, humming and chirping to make a sound that had to be coded, while practicing yoga according to the program on the fitness software.

In the extremely discordant ambiguous voice, the two do their own things harmoniously, and the degree of alienation and intimacy is comparable to that of an old husband and wife who have been married for 30 years and are disgusting.

It's just that this activity didn't last too long, first, Zheng Zhi was too sleepy to read the magazine, and second, Song Jingqiao didn't drink much water during the day, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Okay?" asked Zheng Zhi.

Song Jingqiao glanced at his phone, thirty-two minutes, it can be considered qualified, right?

She hurried to make an end, closed the window, and prepared for bed.

This night was quite peaceful, but Song Jingqiao woke up in the middle of the night and suddenly remembered that he should leave some traces on Zheng Zhi's body, otherwise how could Dong Yao believe that there was not the slightest trace left in such a fierce exercise yesterday?

It just so happened that Zheng was obsessed and got up to pour water to drink, forgetting that there was someone under the bed, and stepped on Song Jingqiao's belly, and for a moment, Song Jingqiao felt that she was probably really going to have a miscarriage.

"Mr. Zheng ......" she was angry: "Save the child... Save the kid!"

Zheng Zhi: "......"

He picked up a pillow perfunctorily and threw it over: "The child is very good, boxy, and his face looks like you." ”

Song Jingqiao held the pillow in his arms and pinched it, "The head is big and the waist is thick, and the figure is like you." ”

"Are you sick?" Zheng Zhi got up, but because he woke up with thirst, he was not too embarrassed to lose his temper at others.

Song Jingqiao observed that his words were excellent, and hurriedly told his doubts while his expression was still good.

After listening to it, Zheng Zhi felt that it made sense, but it was not necessary.

"Just leave a mark on you, just pinch two handfuls, I don't have the habit of leaving a mark on people. ”

Song Jingqiao disagreed: "I just screamed so loudly, is it unreasonable not to scratch you? Otherwise, others will think that you tied me up and beat me." ”

"So you mean hit me?"

"Just two handfuls. Song Jingqiao shrugged, "You're definitely not allowed me to swoop two, right?"

“......”

A moment later, the two sat facing each other, gearing up for a big fight.

So Dong Yao was suddenly woken up by a burst of muffled snorting at half past two in the middle of the night, her eyes widened, and she looked at the ceiling blankly.

Why? Why did you start playing tandem again in the middle of the night? Isn't it good to finish something early?

On this night, the entire occupants of the villa could not sleep all night.

Early the next morning, Zheng Zhi finished washing up and stood in the bathroom looking at the miserable man in the mirror with an expressionless face.

The neck is bruised and purple, and no part of it is clean and immaculate.

"Song Jingqiao, do you want to die?" he asked softly.

Song Jingqiao rubbed his eyes tiredly and yawned: "It's unlucky to say anything early in the morning that you can't die." ”

"At that moment, Dong Yao asked about last night......

"I'm dying of it. Song Jingqiao yawned again and gave Zheng Zhi a thumbs up, "My husband is awesome!"

Zheng Zhi: "......"

The two went downstairs together, and unexpectedly, there was breakfast on the table, with vegetables and rice, soup and meat, and a bowl of red beans.

"This is ......" Song Jingqiao looked at Zheng Ze who was sitting at the table with some doubts: "May I ask if you have a new skill in eating noodles?"

Zheng Ze didn't squint, and his expression was serious: "This is done by Sister Dong Yao, he said that you worked hard last night, make up for it." ”

Dong Yao? As soon as Zheng Ze said this, Song Jingqiao remembered that Dong Yao didn't seem to be here?

Where did they go early in the morning? Or did they go too far last night, building a popular car overnight and running away?

Song Jingqiao turned his head and glanced at Zheng Zhi, who raised his eyebrows with a smile in his eyes: "She may want you to eat more and gag your mouth." ”

"......, so last night's call was still too emotionless, right?"

Song Jingqiao learned from the pain and actively improved: "Then I'll take the time to improve it again, and strive for her to burst into tears next time I listen to it." ”

"You don't have to. ”

The corners of Zheng Zhi's mouth twitched, washed his hands and sat at the dining table, calmly enjoying the breakfast made by his ex-fiancée.

After eating a good meal, Zheng Zhi went to work, and before leaving, he told Song Jingqiao not to meet his parents alone, even if they were waiting for her downstairs, they had to find a chance to jump out of the window and escape.

Song Jingqiao nodded and wrote it down, and after brushing the bowl, he went to investigate the terrain of the villa and found three convenient and quick escape routes.

"Okay, it's time to get down to business, I took a part-time job last night, I went to the hotel to work as a front desk, although the salary is not high, but it is easy, do you want to go?" she asked Zheng Ze.

Then I saw Zheng Ze's face a little distorted because of shock.

"You still have the energy to watch a part-time job last night?" Zheng Ze covered his mouth with his hand: "You guys are obviously... It's so moving!"

Big movement?

Song Jingqiao thought about it for a while, she did disregard her dignity and humility last night, and committed the following crimes.

But she said that there would be marks on each other's necks, and when she pinched herself, Zheng Zhi didn't move, because she felt sorry for herself.

Who doesn't feel sorry for herself? She was a little helpless at that time, and after persuading Zheng Zhi for four or five minutes, she refused to pinch herself.

In the end, Zheng Zhi finally agreed to let her pinch it, but it was better to hurry, because he didn't want to be nauseous at night.

Song Jingqiao pinched it gently, she swore that the force was really light, but at that time, Zheng Zhi screamed as badly as stepping on his tail, Song Jingqiao felt that he might have been heavy, and he felt a little guilty, so he said Why don't you come back.

Zheng Zhi really came back.

Song Jingqiao only felt a chill from the Tianling Gai, and then the whole skin shrank a little, and the pain spread all over the limbs and hundreds of bones along the back of the neck!

The next thing is a little out of control, Zheng Zhi feels that she is the most poisonous woman's heart, she thinks Zheng Zhi is ruthless, the two of them are not convinced, one bed and one under the bed, carrying pillows and fighting.

Song Jingqiao now thinks of the scene at that time, and his heart is palpitating.

It's horrible.

Zheng Zhi pressed her into the quilt and beat her fatly, and after the beating, he was in a good mood and asked her to have a chance to come again.

Who the is going to get beaten?

Song Jingqiao pouted, people like Zheng Zhi should be sent to kindergarten to study in a small class to receive pre-school re-education!

After thinking about it, Song Jingqiao's forehead was bruised, she sneered, and said to Zheng Ze: "The main reason why there was so much movement yesterday was because your eldest brother was ignorant. ”

Zheng Ze nodded bitterly: "The first time the iron tree blooms, you can bear with it!"