Zhou Ling waited for a long time and didn't see Rong Zheng enter the room, and the light in the living room kept on.

She had a fire in her heart, and she couldn't let go of it to see him for a while. But there were a lot of questions and worries in my heart, and I wanted to ask him.

Finally, after she failed to fall asleep once after tossing and turning, she couldn't help but get out of bed angrily and was ready to ask Rong Zheng for clarification.

But as soon as she arrived in the living room, she was suddenly dumbfounded, Rong Zheng was collecting the dishes and chopsticks in the living room, and the food on the plate had been almost eaten.

The fire in her stomach was inexplicably extinguished when she saw Rong Zheng, who was sitting there eating quietly. He cleaned up carefully, as if trying to avoid collisions between dishes and chopsticks.

His face was still heavily tired, and there was a faint blue and black under his eyelids.

remembered the first time I saw Rong Zheng, just like a child. Ignorant eyes, blank and helpless expression, and his careful curry favor and dependence on himself.

Compared with the Rong Zheng in front of him, it is like two people. Now Rong Zheng wears a suit and tie and runs around every day.

But no matter how it changes, his love and love are still the same.

Zhou Ling's eyes were a little red, and he only felt sour in his heart when he thought about it, which was distressing for Rong Zheng, and it was even more sweet.

"These meals are cold, aren't you afraid of a bad stomach?" she scolded angrily, but the blame in her heart was long gone.

Rong Zheng was a little surprised, thinking that he had woken her up, and the guilt in his heart was even worse.

He still didn't let go of his hand holding the bowl, and smiled softly at her, "This is your heart, I will never waste it." ”

"Are you stupid!" Zhou Ling couldn't hold back any longer, rushed over and wrapped his face around Rong Zheng's waist, buried his face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "Do you know how worried I am about you." ”

Rong Zheng's heart was soft, he put down the dishes and chopsticks and touched her hair with his free hand, "I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

Feeling a burst of warmth in his chest, Rong Zheng panicked, and looked for tissues everywhere to wipe her tears, "Xiao Ling, I'm sorry, I didn't expect that matter to be so difficult to handle." ”

"Poof" Zhou Ling, who was still moved, suddenly laughed when he saw his clumsy appearance.

Rong Zheng was still stunned, blinking his good-looking eyes with a blank expression.

Zhou Ling wrapped his arms around his neck and looked at Rong Zheng's eyes affectionately and intently, "You know, I didn't even know that I liked you so much." ”

There are no candles flickering in the dark, but the moonlight at night is also bright and charming. There is no romantic aphrodisiac red wine tune, and the sudden and rapid breathing of the two is equally ambiguous.

"Little Ling......" Rong Zheng hugged Zhou Ling tightly and murmured her name emotionally, and the person who was once out of reach was now in his arms.

That kind of satisfaction is unmatched by anything.

Rong Zheng's apprehension and expectation, Zhou Ling saw it in her eyes, she closed her eyes, gently stood on tiptoe, and responded to all his questions with a hot kiss.

It doesn't have to be so many superfluous things to prove that when you are emotional, everything around you will become romantic and beautiful.

The two kissed for a while, gasping for breath as they parted again.

The nightdress worn by Zhou Ling was half-exposed, and the whiteness on her chest was looming. Her long hair was a little messy when it was loose, her eyes were misty, and her cheeks were slightly red.

Rong Zheng's eyes were deep, and even his voice involuntarily became hoarse, "Xiaoling, you ......"

He didn't dare to act rashly until he got Zhou Ling's personal consent, because he was afraid that if he was impulsive, the relationship between the two people that had been established little by little would instantly return to the starting point.

"Hmm. Zhou Ling's temperature rose all over his body, and he replied to him with the only bit of reason left in his body.

Rong Zheng hugged her hand tightly, lowered his head and kissed deeply, hot and easily ignited.

Kissing the emotional place, Rong Zheng picked up Zhou Ling by the waist and walked to Zhou Ling's room.

Rong Zheng hooked the door with his foot, and then gently placed Zhou Ling on the bed.

"Xiaoling, I love you so much. ”

The nightlight murmured, and in the end only the low gasps and fiery intertwining between lovers remained.

In the breeze, Rong Zheng's love words shattered into pieces of gasping and intertwined sweat, nervous and excited.

This entanglement lasted for a long time, and finally ended because Zhou Ling's physical strength was exhausted. Rong Zheng looked at the flushed woman in his arms, and felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.

Her quiet sleeping face seemed to have some complaints, Rong Zheng went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water, and then wrung out the towel after passing it through the water. He gently helped Zhou Ling wipe the traces on her body, looking at the ambiguous red marks on her body, Rong Zheng's ears suddenly turned red after realizing it.

After cleaning, he washed himself again, and the exhaustion in Rong Zheng's body came back again. But the sky outside was already about to dawn, and I glanced at the time on my phone, and it was 4:35.

Tomorrow is the first day of the exhibition, and he is the person in charge, so he has to arrive earlier than everyone else.

set an alarm clock at six o'clock, and Rong Zheng hugged Zhou Ling and fell asleep.

Wen Zhuo's purpose in holding the exhibition is nothing more than to increase the company's reputation, and secondly, to establish a good relationship with celebrities in the industry.

Rong Zheng was originally the person in charge, but today he has another identity, that is, Feng Aishan's apprentice.

Feng Aishan is also strange to say, after being famous for so many years, it stands to reason that it should be time to accept apprentices.

Over the years, so many people didn't want to stuff their children or relatives over, but they were all rejected by him. Some say he thinks very highly of himself, others say he has eyes above the top.

No matter which one it is, Rong Zheng's appearance is nothing more than throwing a stone in the hearts of everyone in the industry.

What is the origin of this kid? He can actually let Feng Aishan make an exception to accept him as an apprentice? If there is no secret in this, it must be that this person is very talented.

Feng Aishan was very satisfied with the inquiry and doubt in the eyes of these people, and he cleared his throat and prepared to introduce his new apprentice on stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there must be many people who know me Feng Aishan among the guests here today who must be very strange, strange why I suddenly accepted an apprentice. Actually, I was very surprised, but today I would like to introduce my apprentice Rong Zheng to you. He was the most talented young man I had ever seen in all these years, and I was amazed by his understanding of painting and his superb technique. I believe that one day in the future, Rong Zheng's name will be even louder than my master! I believe that he will definitely be better than the blue!"

After speaking, there was a round of applause from the bottom.

There is disdain for his words, and there are doubts or praises in his words, but more of it is curiosity about Rong Zheng.

What is the origin of this person?