"Don't go, I don't want to be ...... alone"

"Are you talking to me?"

Asked tentatively, Fu Jingheng felt that the force pulling the corners of his clothes did not seem to weaken.

- Looks like she's still drunk.

Fu Jingheng shook his head, took off his suit and continued to turn around, preparing to leave.

"Woo woo, woo woo, daddy, mom...... You guys, don't go......"

Just as Fu Jingheng closed the door with his hand, the faint cry in the bedroom disturbed his mind again. Alas, he still couldn't convince himself to leave her alone.

Locking the door from the house, Fu Jingheng returned to the bedroom, she tightly pulled the suit in her hand in her sleep, and the crystal tears clinged to her eyelashes, Fu Jingheng didn't know what a heavy dream it was, so she still frowned in her sleep.

"Are you or not? No, you know, you have too many similarities and too many differences between you and her. ”

He sighed, laid out the quilt, and gently tucked the corners of the quilt for her.

"Well, sleep well, and hopefully you'll be you when you wake up tomorrow. ”

In fact, Fu Jingheng is very contradictory, many times he hopes that the person in front of him is her, and sometimes he also hopes that she is not her.

Looking at the meteors passing by outside the window, the bad memories made his heart a little depressed, if there is really a cycle of cause and effect in this world, is the cause or the appearance of Cheng Yanfei?

"Sleep. ”

Through the quilt, Fu Jingheng lay on the other side, he gently took the little man in the quilt into his arms, and the crystal tears hit his face, what a heavy memory it was, so that her tears would be as salty and bitter as the sea.

With the sound of even breathing, he fell asleep deeply, and in his dreams there were Cheng Zhifei and Cheng Luoluo. But over time, these two shadows merged together, and even he couldn't tell whether Cheng Jifei had become Cheng Luoluo, or Cheng Luoluo had fulfilled Cheng Jifei.

Following

The morning sun is always the first to fall asleep, and the little bit of the hands that have been sealed into the darkness are the warmth of orange, igniting new hope every day.

"It's not time to get up, it's not time to get up. ”

The alarm clock at the head of the bed was given by Ji Xun, Cheng Jifei sat up, and a strange figure in a trance made her immediately regain consciousness.

"Fu, Jing, Heng, you, why, what, what, will, out, appear, in!"

After freezing all night, it was finally a little hot, Fu Jingheng opened his eyes a little reluctantly, he glanced at Cheng Fei's fussy appearance, but his expression was very calm, and he got up and sat on the edge of the bed with a disapproving face.

"Do you think I'd be willing to come to your bed at night and get cold......

"Ahh ”

Instinctively lifted the quilt and looked at it, and after confirming that he was still himself, Cheng Zhifei eased his emotions and got down from the other side of the bed.

"Please, you pulled me and didn't let me go last night, and you threw up me, I was embarrassed to scream, what are you excited about in the morning?"

Looking at the back of Fu Jingheng's shirt, the yellow imprint printed under the suit, Cheng Jifei tried hard to find the messy memory in the fragmented brain, and finally pieced together the whole night in an inconspicuous corner.

"Uh, it seems like this for a while, I remember it seems like I vomited on you, but although I may not be good at drinking, this is the first time I have drunk and vomited, what the hell is going on?"

Cheng Yanfei remembered that he used to drink too much, that is, he was sleepy after a while, and he would vomit after drinking?

She struggled to remember the main cause of her vomiting, when suddenly a heavy slap fell, snapping her back from her memories to reality.

"I haven't said to rest today, you won't be ready to ask me to wear this to work in the company, don't you think you should find a dress for me to change before recalling?"

The smell of wine on Fu Jingheng's body, even if Cheng Fei is eight feet away from him, he can smell it really.

She fanned in disgust, after all, people sent him back to make it like this, and said that it was not something she could do anyway.

"Wait, wait. ”

After speaking, he turned around and ran to the cloakroom to rummage, it seems that only by bringing Ji Xun's clothes can he first relieve this urgent need.

"Fortunately, Ji Xun's clothes are still there, hmph, otherwise you can go with a wine bottle today." ”

Seeing Cheng Jifei take out a piece of Ji Xun's usual clothes, Fu Jingheng threw the clothes away and kissed her on the lips.

"Hmm...... Tutor...... You...... Uh-huh......"

The tip of her tongue danced between her lips and teeth, it was a graceful song in the sun, Cheng Zhifei tried hard to push away the man in front of her, but she still had too little strength, and the strength of the wine was not all dissipated yesterday, it looked like a coquettish beating, but it made Fu Jingheng kiss deeper.

Fu ...... Uh-huh......"

Recalling the taste of her lips and teeth, Fu Jingheng licked his upper lip with satisfaction, and happily picked up the suit on the bed like a child who had eaten candy.

"You were originally my current Mrs. Fu, and this kiss was a gift for you to apologize to me for yesterday's incident, and I accepted it. ”

"Oh, I apologize to you, do you think too much?"

"Shhhh ”

"Hmm-"

Grabbing Cheng Jifei's raised palm, Fu Jingheng was a scholar who teased others last night, and also gave her a wall knock.

Looking at the people under him, unable to distinguish between anger and shyness, and with a flushed face, Fu Jingheng showed a somewhat triumphant evil smile, close to her ear, and whispered a warning in her earlobe in a low but magnetic voice, "If you act rashly again, I dare not guarantee that what I will do next will only be your mouth." ”

"Hmm...... You ......"

Cheng Jifei glared at him angrily - the man in front of him was really bad, and he really didn't know what the women around him liked about him, so he would follow him like a headless fly every day.

She bent down and walked under his arm, and cleaned up herself and the whole messy house with a disgusted expression, but Cheng Fei didn't know when Fu Jingheng left, she only knew that she had taken a shower and come out, and this somewhat annoying man had already left.

The smell of wine in the house is still not gone, but on the stove, the bowl of warm white porridge makes Cheng Zhifei feel the warmth that is difficult to be noticed under Fu Jingheng's cold mask, maybe this should be the most difficult side of his heart to be recognized.

It's just that this kind of warmth makes Cheng Jifei feel a little cold inexplicably.

Hurried to the company, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to let go, let go. ”