Zhou Ling sulked for a while, and suddenly felt a little tired.

He was aggrieved enough on the radio, but he didn't expect to be angry with her boyfriend at home, which made her a little dissatisfied.

People have negative emotions, especially when they are tired, and this negative emotion will continue to expand until it swallows up the original thoughts.

At this moment, the home was unusually quiet, in stark contrast to the noisy noise just now.

It is precisely this contrast that makes Zhou Ling have a strong sense of powerlessness.

Obviously, it is a chance for millions of people like a custom boyfriend, why do all kinds of problems arise when they come to her.

Could it really be that she has a problem and doesn't deserve love?

Just thinking about it, Zhou Ling didn't hear a slight snapping sound from outside the door.

A person tiptoed into the bedroom, and suddenly surrounded Zhou Ling from behind and hugged her tightly.

"Don't be angry, okay. ”

The man asked gently, gently hugging Zhou Ling in a supportive way, trying his best to soothe her explosive emotions.

"I know it's me wrong, I'm causing you trouble. Can you forgive me? ”

Zhou Ling pursed his lips and remained motionless.

Wen Zhuo is a gentle person, this is her setting, she naturally knows it.

Moreover, since that company dares to say the perfect boyfriend for customization, then loyalty should be their first choice......

Zhou Ling thought with some hesitation, and his heart turned a thousand times.

Behind him, Wen Zhuo seemed to see Zhou Ling's hesitation and stood up silently.

Before Zhou Ling could sigh at the warmth of his embrace, behind the cake, a pair of gentle eyes met Zhou Ling's gaze.

Like autumn water, it is full of inclusiveness.

"When did you buy it? Zhou Ling asked sullenly, with a slightly nasal voice between his words.

Although she and Wen Zhuo have not been together for a long time, she is always a little sad that she has possessive things that have been robbed by others.

Wen Zhuo smiled: "I went out just now and saw a cake shop pushing a new style, I saw that this ingredient is what you like to eat, so I specially bought it." ”

As he was talking, a big hand touched Zhou Ling's hair, and his voice was extremely soft: "I heard that eating sweets makes people happy, I want to make you happier." ”

Zhou Ling pursed his mouth, and a wave of grievances swelled in his heart.

This man is really like water, and you will only feel full of kindness and softness.

Zhou Ling pursed his lips and picked up the cake in Wen Zhuo's hand without saying a word and ate it.

The new cocoa cake is bitter with a hint of sweetness.

Isn't this exactly what love looks like, sweet and astringent, just like eating a novel candy box, never knowing what flavor will be eaten next, which is also the joy of love.

Eating and eating, Zhou Ling's anger dissipated unconsciously.

Her anger came quickly, in fact, it was not all because of Wen Zhuo, but more of the dissatisfaction accumulated on the radio for a long time and the grievances of being squeezed, and Wen Zhuo was just a flashpoint.

Thinking about this clearly, Zhou Ling couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and lowered his head weakly and didn't dare to look at Wen Zhuo again.

"It's not early, let's rest early. ”

Wen Zhuo chuckled, carefully cleaned up the garbage that Zhou Ling had eaten, and did not mention what happened just now.

Asked him to react like this, Zhou Ling couldn't say anything more, and obediently cooperated with him to simply clean up.

Outside the door, Wen Zhuo's suitcase was still pitifully leaning against the door, just like the way he had just driven away pitifully.

With guilt, Zhou Ling was extraordinarily positive.

"I'll help you get your luggage out, you must be tired from running so far, go take a shower and relieve your fatigue." ”

Because of unreasonable reasons, Zhou Ling's voice was soft, like a little hamster, pitifully spitting out food and begging for mercy.

Wen Zhuo thought about it as he obediently walked to the bathroom and began to tidy himself up.

And Zhou Ling stayed where he was, packing Wen Zhuo's suitcase.

She never thought that a man would have so many things in his suitcase.

In Wen Zhuo's suitcase, such as nail clippers, towels, perfume, disposable tissues, etc., all kinds of necessary and non-essential, as long as they can be used daily, he almost has them.

Is this the sequelae of gentleness, because he always has to take care of other people's emotions, and he must be the first to lend a helping hand in the event of an accident, so he has to ensure that he has enough reserves.

Zhou Ling thought about it and was pleased to find that she could accept this sequelae.

It's not a deep cleanliness like Song Minghao, it's just a simple luggage with a little more, which is nothing.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ling always felt that there was a burden in his heart that seemed to be let go.

Last time, she was scared by Song Minghao.

Especially at the last moment, when everything was ready and only the east wind was missing, he was able to say such things, which can be said to have left a great psychological shadow on Zhou Ling.

Now that Wen Zhuo has been sent out by the company, she always subconsciously feels that Wen Zhuo must also have a problem, but this problem has not been found by her.

Now that she had found it, the stone in her heart fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

The sound of the water in the bathroom stopped, and before Zhou Ling could react, he pushed open the bathroom door with both hands.

The abs are visible, and the wheat-colored skin contrasts with the white bath towel.

If you just look at his body, you will feel a strong explosive force, but under the elegance of his demeanor, he is more like a noble son.

"How did you come out like this? Zhou Ling blushed, a little embarrassed.

Wen Zhuo casually put things aside and stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Ling.

"Sleepy?" Wen Zhuo lowered his head and looked at her quietly.

Zhou Ling raised his head, defeated in his eyes.

In these eyes, there is only the tenderness of the drowning man.

"No, not sleepy. Zhou Ling stammered, and for a moment he didn't know anything in his mind.

A handsome guy hugged himself and talked to himself in such a soft tone, who would think about anything else.

It's good that you didn't just step forward and pounce.

"Then, in the dead of night, does Ling'er want to do something? ”

Zhou Ling trembled, and his body jumped out of Wen Zhuo's gentle township.

"No, no, you're tired too, rest early. Good night. ”

As soon as he spoke, Zhou Ling trotted back to the bedroom and hurriedly locked the door.

Hearing that the man outside didn't knock on the door, she breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the bed.

Is...... Almost lost.

Zhou Ling thought a little funny, touched his hot face, and couldn't help but feel a little shy.

It's been so long since she graduated, and it's the first time someone has made her feel so flustered, and the fawn is jumping around.