Hearing Song Xingyan's words, Zhou Ling was obviously surprised. It seems that it was not expected that he would speak for himself.

Bai Xiao's expression was stiff, but he didn't dare to be so arrogant in front of Song Xingyan.

"Mr. Song, what are you talking about? I didn't do anything, and it was originally picked up by Zhou Ling first, you should find her if you have something. ”

"My employees will naturally be said, but Miss Bai, should you also pay attention to proportion?"

Song Xingyan smiled, but the words he said were infinitely cold.

He glanced at Zhao Xiaoxiao lightly, "Let's go, don't let my aunt and uncle wait too long." ”

In front of Song Xingyan, Zhao Xiaoxiao couldn't lose her temper at all. Hearing his words, he hurriedly trotted to follow him, and didn't care about Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao only felt that his face was red and white, especially in the face of Zhou Ling, who had lost such a big face.

He couldn't help but complain about Song Xingyan in his heart, glared at Zhou Ling and left with hatred.

With Bai Xiao's departure, this farce ended.

"Let's go home. ”

Zhou Ling closed his eyes tiredly, passed by Rong Zheng's side and whispered a sentence.

In the car, Zhou Ling leaned against the window and looked at the night scene outside the window.

The atmosphere in the car was very quiet, and Rong Zheng began to say nothing since he came back from the company just now.

Zhou Ling was not in the mood to care about Rong Zheng's mood, today's events had already exhausted her.

Her dignity was crushed by someone who was slammed to the ground, again and again.

Her hands folded on her abdomen, but unfortunately the cold palms could not warm her tumbling stomach.

Today, I was exposed to the sun and then the rain all day, and I have been starving for so long.

Her strength had reached the end of her crossbow.

It's just that on this occasion, the psychological weakness and exhaustion are obviously more turbulent than the physical ones.

The wind was whistling in my ears, and although the rain was lighter, it was still dripping and disturbing people's hearts.

Zhou Ling, who turned his face sideways, didn't see the pain flashing in Rong Zheng's eyes, nor did he see his hand with white fingerbones on the steering wheel.

Xu is such an environment is too boring, Zhou Ling pressed a button and turned on the car music.

After all, the dull sound of music blocked the incessant sound of rain falling outside the car window, and also blocked Rong Zheng's desire to speak and stop.

He drove silently, and the corner of his eye kept paying attention to Zhou Ling.

I saw her hands clasped and folded on her abdomen. Suddenly remembered something, and looked back.

Rong Zheng suddenly stopped the car on the side of the street, didn't say anything, and rushed out in a hurry without even taking an umbrella.

Before Zhou Ling could call him, he saw Rong Zheng rushing into the rain.

After a while, Rong Zheng came back in the rain.

The hair has been drenched a lot, and although the black clothes are not visible, the color can be seen to be lighter, especially on the back and chest.

Rong Zheng put a bag of things in the box in front of the car window, inserted the key and continued to drive.

The contents of the transparent plastic bag can be seen by Zhou Ling at a glance.

It is a medicine for the treatment of dysmenorrhea, and this brand Zhou Ling is familiar with. Because this is the medicine that Zhou Ling used to keep before.

It's just that there are too many things this month, and she can't bother to prepare medicine.

Count the days, and it's not far off.

Zhou Ling's heart warmed slightly, and he stretched out his hand on Rong Zheng's leg to absorb his warmth.

"How do you know?"

"Hmm. ”

Rong Zheng's face was bitter, but he glanced at his face and avoided her eyes.

He remembered everything about her, no matter how small.

Back home, Zhou Ling took a towel from the bathroom, "I'll help you wipe your hair, otherwise you'll catch a cold." ”

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and held a towel to help Rong Zheng dry her hair.

Rong Zheng's hair was particularly soft, and he bent down so that Zhou Ling could reach it.

At this angle, he only had to lower his head to touch Zhou Ling's forehead. A faint scent blends together and fills the air.

Ambiguous and warm.

His eyes grew darker and darker, as if the night was thick and unbreaking.

But it seems to be covered with a layer of fog, which makes people unable to see through his mood.

Zhou Ling's movements were gentle and serious, and when she raised her eyes, she could see Rong Zheng's clean and white jaw.

I don't know when, Rong Zheng also had a little stubble on his chin. A faint cyan color, adding a bit of maturity.

The hand, unconsciously, reached up, and touched it lightly under the gaze of Rong Zheng's deep eyes.

There was a little tingling sensation under the smooth fingertips, when did it start that Rong Zheng gradually transformed into what it is now?

She suddenly felt a lot of emotion in her heart, and inexplicably gave birth to an illusion that my family had grown up at the beginning of her family.

Shaking his head, Zhou Ling laughed, what a strange idea.

"Come in and take a shower, I've already boiled hot water. ”

Zhou Ling pushed Rong Zheng to the bathroom. Regarding what happened in the office just now, the two tacitly chose not to talk about it.

The steam soon filled the bathroom, and the mirror gradually blurred.

A tiny stream of water spread across Rong Zheng's well-textured chest to the flat lower abdomen.

He held his hands on the marble on both sides of the sink and looked at himself in the mirror steadily.

It's a pity that the misty water vapor makes him unable to even see his face clearly.

At this moment, he hated himself in the mirror very much.

Cowardly and incompetent, she can't protect Zhou Ling, and she can't do anything after she has suffered such a big humiliation.

"Smack-"

He angrily threw the water on the mirror, and the current quickly washed away the mist.

In the mirror, his feminine and handsome facial features, as well as his weak and bitter expression, were revealed.

Soon the water vapor covered his face again, and Zhou Ling's knock came from outside the door.

"Rong Zheng, you give me the clothes you have changed, and I will take them and wash them together. ”

"Oh, okay, right away. ”

Rong Zheng took a deep breath and hid all his expressions.

He handed over his dirty laundry as usual, turned and went into the bathroom.

Changing into pajamas, Rong Zheng was not worried about Zhou Ling's body, so he went to the balcony without even blowing his hair.

Zhou Ling was putting all the dirty clothes in the washing machine in an orderly manner, and suddenly remembered something and took out a silk scarf from his pocket.

This silk scarf is the one given by Song Xingyan, and the other one is still in the dry cleaners.

The silk scarf was very fragile, and Zhou Ling thought about it and felt that it was better to wash it by hand.

These two silk scarves must be returned to Song Xingyan, first, she doesn't want to owe favors, and second, she doesn't want to have too much to do with Song Xingyan.

It can be seen from Zhao Xiaoxiao's attitude that she likes Song Xingyan.

If she has any other relationship with Song Xingyan, Zhao Xiaoxiao will know about it, and I am afraid that she will not let go of herself first.

Her work in the Ministry of Information is now struggling, although Song Xingyan spoke for herself tonight.

But what about after that, she didn't think that Zhao Xiaoxiao and Bai Xiao would settle down.