In the end, Zhou Ling helped accept the transfer letter, and when he went back, he put it in the most conspicuous place - the coffee table.

There were not many people at the banquet in the evening, and at the beginning, Zhou Ling and Rong Zheng were poured a few glasses of wine, and then they almost dispersed.

When Zhou Ling was helped home by Rong Zheng, he saw Zhou Yiran sitting on the sofa scratching his ears and cheeks, obviously, he had already seen the transfer letter.

Zhou Ling was dizzy now, but he didn't want to talk to Zhou Yiran, so he was helped into the bedroom by Rong Zheng under pretending to sleep.

Rong Zheng wanted to turn around and walk out of the bedroom, but was pulled by Zhou Ling, "Stay with me." ”

Zhou Ling rarely spoke in such a tone, Rong Zheng paused, took a step back and sat on the edge of the bed, "I'll go wash up." ”

However, his words didn't seem to have any effect, Zhou Ling still pulled him and didn't let go, so Rong Zheng had to sit on the edge of the bed and wait for Zhou Ling to let go. This was a long wait, and Zhou Ling had a dream in a daze.

I woke up from the dream, and most of the wine woke up.

Zhou Ling saw Rong Zheng being pulled by herself, and was a little embarrassed: "Why don't you sleep?" asked as she observed Rong Zheng.

Tonight can be regarded as the wedding night of the two.

Rong Zheng: "I haven't washed yet." ”

"I don't have it either, right?" Zhou Ling finished speaking, and wrapped himself around Rong Zheng like an octopus. Rong Zheng was slightly stunned, Zhou Ling's wine didn't seem to have woken up yet.

"Good. Pick Zhou Ling up horizontally, the heating in the house is very sufficient, and he is not afraid of freezing her. Zhou Ling was carried to the bathroom by Princess Rong Zheng in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, the dress on his body had already disappeared.

At first, she was thinking about when her clothes had been ripped off, but then she didn't have the heart to think about it at all.

On the wedding night, Rong Zheng seemed to be particularly excited.

The body is in the ultimate pleasure, but the brain is in chaos. When Zhou Ling woke up in the morning, the sensations in his body didn't even retreat.

"Early. As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse for no reason. Zhou Ling was a little embarrassed.

"Early. Rong Zheng's magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "I asked for leave for you." ”

Zhou Ling wanted to say that he didn't need to ask for leave, but his body only moved slightly, and he felt a burst of numbness and soreness. This...... Zhou Ling supported his forehead, but in the end he did not raise any objections.

After recuperating for a whole day, Zhou Ling eased up a little. Zhou Yiran has already returned to work in the company, so the two have not met.

Before I knew it, it was the weekend again, and Zhou Ling had almost forgotten about Sun Xing a few days before he put into work, and it wasn't until he received a call from Wen Zhuo on Friday night that he remembered it a little.

"How is he?" Zhou Ling was a little embarrassed, not only did she forget about people completely, but she even forgot to take care of Sun Xing Wenzhuo.

Wen Zhuo didn't mean to blame her very much, but just said a few words to Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling couldn't help but sigh when he heard Wen Zhuo's mouth say something like "newlywed Yan'er". Well, in the past few days, in addition to work, she has basically been tired of being with Rong Zheng.

For some reason, Rong Zheng has been particularly able to toss recently.

If it weren't for the fact that she still has to go to work every day, maybe he would have been even more ......

Thinking of this, Zhou Ling suddenly thought of the crazy wedding night between the two.

Rong Zheng happened to come out of the bathroom and saw Zhou Ling holding the phone with a red face. He stretched out his hand and snatched the mobile phone in Zhou Ling's hand, glanced at the caller ID, and frowned when he saw Wen Zhuo's name.

"Slept. More on that tomorrow. After saying a word to the other end of the phone, Rong Zheng cut off the phone without hesitation. Zhou Ling looked at his movements, and wanted to stop it, but he didn't have time.

Looking at the mobile phone that was hung up and then thrown on the bedside table, Zhou Ling smiled. As soon as she turned her head, she felt a heat on her neck. Rong Zheng has already posted it.

Warm breath sprayed on her skin, and goosebumps came out sensitively.

"Tomorrow weekend. Rong Zheng's voice was particularly seductive, and it sounded like a feather in Zhou Ling's ears, seducing her, "You don't have to go to work." ”

Hearing the first half of Rong Zheng's words, Zhou Ling had already guessed what he was going to say in the second half of the sentence. A few days ago, she and Rong Zheng were not less entangled, but every time Rong Zheng wanted to continue to have fun, she would stop in time.

And her cookie-cutter reason is, of course, that she has to go to work.

Now, Zhou Ling can't cry or laugh.

"Hmm......" Before Zhou Ling could answer, he felt that his neck was being held by Rong Zheng, "Don't leave a trace......

Rong Zheng narrowed his eyes and changed places.

……

When Zhou Ling woke up the next day, he found that his voice was hoarse again.

Glaring at Rong Zheng, Zhou Ling was about to get up, but found that his back was sore and his legs were weak. Rong Zheng pressed her down, and by the way, he sent the prepared lotion tea to Zhou Ling's mouth.

"Hmph. Zhou Ling snorted lightly and took a sip, and the discomfort in his throat was relieved a lot.

The phone rang suddenly. Zhou Ling was a little inexplicable, calling so early?

Rong Zheng took his mobile phone, glanced at the remarks, and didn't connect: "Wen Zhuo." ”

There was a light flashing in his eyes, and he remembered the shy expression when Zhou Ling and Wen Zhuo talked on the phone last night, and hung up directly.

Zhou Ling was inexplicable: "What's the matter?" he should have come to discuss Sun Xing's affairs. "Yesterday, Rong Zheng came out at a bad time, and Wen Zhuo hung up the phone without talking about the point. This morning, he even hung up Wen Zhuo's phone directly.

Zhou Linghu looked at Rong Zheng suspiciously, thinking to herself when Wen Zhuobei offended Rong Zheng, right? She naturally didn't want any contradictions between the two, but if there was really any irresolvable contradiction, she would definitely stand on Rong Zheng's side.

She thought so, and even said it.

Rong Zheng heard Zhou Ling say this, and the corners of his mouth were hooked very happily. But when he caught a glimpse of the worry in Zhou Ling's eyes, he still explained.

"There is no contradiction. ”

Zhou Ling was strange, but seeing Rong Zheng smiling, it didn't seem like he was lying to himself, so he simply didn't ask.

"Give me the phone. I asked him if Sun Xing was willing to take us to see Dr. Kang. ”

She asked Wen Zhuo to take care of Sun Xing, on the one hand, because Wen Zhuo and Sun Xing were more familiar, and on the other hand, because Wen Zhuo had extremely high emotional intelligence, and it must not take too much time to convince Sun Xing.

Rong Zheng didn't refuse at this time, and even dialed the phone first, and pressed the speaker by the way before handing it over to Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling looked at the mobile phone in his hand, crying and laughing. However, she only thought that Rong Zheng also wanted to hear if Sun Xing was relieved, so she put her mobile phone on the quilt and sat on the head of the bed.

Rong Zheng saw that Zhou Ling didn't mean to turn off the speaker, and also sat on the edge of the bed. The two of them were so strangely quiet, waiting for the phone to be answered.

The phone rang twice, and it was connected, and Wen Zhuo's familiar voice came.

"Hey, why hang up my phone? It can't be Rong Zheng again, right?"