Monday morning was very busy, so busy that Le Yao didn't have time to think about why Wen Yunting didn't reply to the message, and during the lunch break, she took her phone to fix it.

She dialed his mobile phone number, but the number was always displayed on the screen, and she was nervous and did not have the courage to dial it.

She misses him, and her heart hurts when she thinks about it.

But in the end, she couldn't help it, she still dialed it, and in the few seconds of waiting, her heart almost jumped to her throat. But there was a mechanical voice on the other end of the phone: the number you dialed was turned off.

When he called her, she couldn't get through, and when she mustered up the courage to call him, his phone turned off.

Is this the so-called lack of chance? Le Yao was sad.

*

Le Yao and Zuo Baixiao went to pick up Doudou from school, at that time, Doudou was having dinner with other children, looking at her happy and happy appearance in the kindergarten, Le Yao felt very relieved and smiled.

"I was negligent before," Zuo Baixiao said, "I will send Youqing to Australia next month, and I won't let her go back to China," in his opinion, after those unbearable things happened, Zuo Youqing really needs to live in a new environment. He sighed slightly, "In the future, I will try to find time to spend more time with Doudou." ”

Le Yao actually knows that it is not easy for Zuo Baixiao, he has to be in charge of the entire left-style entertainment, and he has to take care of a child, although there is a nanny to help, but a big man is still unable to take care of children.

"I'm not a competent father, but I will try my best to give Doudou a happy childhood in the future. Zuo Baixiao sighed as if promised.

"Brother Zuo, you are already very good to Doudou. In Le Yao's opinion, in fact, he didn't need to blame himself, and she could feel that he had done his best.

"No matter how hard I try, it's not enough. Zuo Baixiao looked at her, there was no heat in her eyes, there was just gentleness: "She still needs a mother." ”

The topic went around and around, but it still went around to the word "mother".

She understood what he meant, but she just looked away and didn't speak.

Her attitude did not make Zuo Baixiao retreat, but said, "Le Yao, I can wait." "He has time, he can wait. For her, he was determined to win.

Le Yao kept talking, a little embarrassed, and went to the bathroom under the pretext of going to the bathroom. When she came out, she saw Zhou Le's figure from a distance.

He was standing beside Zuo Baixiao, and the two seemed to be talking about something.

How do they meet?

Le Yao wondered, didn't think much about it, and walked towards them.

"Zuo Shao, don't worry, I will take care of her. Zhou Le said in a low voice.

Zuo Baixiao nodded slightly.

Before Le Yao approached, Zhou Le had already left.

*

When she opened the door, she found that the light was on in the living room, and she was slightly stunned, could it be that she forgot to turn off the light when she went out in the morning? But soon, she found the pair of shiny men's leather shoes next to the shoe cabinet.

Suddenly, she was surprised and delighted, did he come back? She was a little suffocated for breath, and she stood there dumbfounded. When she saw the tall figure leaning against the door of the living room, his sculpted face was still cold, but even looking at her indifferently like this was enough to make her mood soar.

He's back.

It's really back.

When the longing for many days became a reality, she shuddered a little, looked at him, and stopped.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Seeing her stunned appearance, he raised his eyebrows slightly, not very satisfied with her performance at the moment. Shouldn't she have rushed into his arms after a long absence?

Le Yao came back to her senses, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and walked slowly towards him, her throat was a little tight, and she suppressed a lot of words in her heart, but at this moment, she couldn't say anything.

Seeing her cold appearance, Yun Ting was unhappy and followed her into the living room. was a little excited to reunite after a long absence, but his indifference and her forbearance made the atmosphere a little solidified, and they were silent for a while.

She turned on the TV, but she couldn't watch the joyous scenes on it at all.

After such a stalemate, he couldn't help but ask, "Who was the person who helped you get on MSN yesterday?" That person was like a thorn in his heart, which he couldn't pull out or swallow.

"My friend. "She had a dry throat. Will he care about her too?

"What friend?" he asked insistently, in a tone that was not very good.

"Ye Hui. She said, "My best friend." ”

This is obviously a girl's name, a little familiar, Wen Yunting said angrily, "No one is allowed to help you log on to MSN in the future, you know?"

She lowered her eyes in silence and did not speak.

Wen Yunting choked in his heart, did not let go of any expression on her face, and then looked at her aggressively, "Why are you with Zuo Baixiao?"

Tonight, when returning from the airport, at an intersection, Wen Yunting's car passed by Zuo Baixiao, and at that moment, he saw her smiling and talking in Zuo Baixiao's car, but when he wanted to follow, Zuo Baixiao's car had already disappeared on the street corner.

At the time, he was furious.

Because he was thinking of her and thinking of her, he was in a hurry to return to China, but she was talking and laughing with Zuo Baixiao? Who is Zuo Baixiao? That is a man who is notoriously indifferent in appearance and does things in private, and his social relations are extremely complicated.

He was angry, but he was even more jealous, jealous of her smile at Zuo Baixiao, and jealous of her ease in front of Zuo Baixiao. With a strong sense of jealousy, he waited for her at her house, and every minute of time made it difficult for him to endure every second, and it took him more than three hours to show up, so that his patience was exhausted by time.

Now, she is back, but with such a cold attitude, how can he not be angry. Seeing that she didn't answer, he questioned again, "Why are you with him?"

"Who am I with," Le Yao's breathing was shallow, and her clear eyes were full of light. She looked at him, looking at his still perfect face like a god, she could hear her heartbeat, her lips bit slightly, and then she trembled slightly, and blurted out: "Do you care?" He is about to marry Song Siyu, he is going to be the groom, why do you still come to ask her whereabouts? Why do you have to ask her why she is with other men? Isn't it ironic?

Wen Yunting's chest was stuffy, there was an irrepressible discomfort, his eyes were burning at her, he looked at her forbearance into his eyes, distressed, suddenly, he pressed her on the sofa, lowered his head, her appearance and eyebrows all fell under his eyes, he said with annoyance, sullen and secret: "I don't care about anyone." ”

Not care?

Bitterness filled Le Yao, her heart was stabbed hard by his words, and she lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly slightly: "Then why do you still ask?"

"Because you're my woman. Her wry smile made his heart feel uncomfortable, and she lifted her jaw to prevent her gaze from evading in the slightest, and swore sovereignty.

"I'm not anyone's. She bit her lip and said, with a rare firmness in her voice.

"Don't forget about the photos. It was close at hand, her white little face was stubborn, but Wen Yunting's heart was uncomfortably tight, and there was a sneer on his thin lips: "You'd better settle down." ”

Heartache, Le Yao raised her eyebrows slightly, so there was no trace of fear in her strong eyes: "Wen Yunting, don't forget, our deadline is coming." But the heart sank into the cold pool, when he married Song Siyu was the time when they ended, his heart was uncomfortable, and his breathing became more and more urgent, but he gritted his teeth and said: "When the time comes, ......"

She said so calmly, his face turned pale, and the hand that pinched her jaw couldn't help but add some strength, he pressed her tightly, obviously caring about the fact that he was about to go crazy, but he pretended to be light: "Thank you for the reminder, I almost forgot." ”

Shackled by him, her breathing became more and more rapid, "I hope you will keep your promise then." ”

"Of course. His thin lips smiled cruelly: "What I have said, I will naturally abide by it." His hand ran over her face, and then he began to tease her up and down, and he could feel the slight tremor of her body: "You must promise not to associate with any man during this time," he added, cruelly adding, "I don't want to get into trouble." ”

Dirty?

Heart, tight.

Heart, pain.

Le Yao trembled lightly, and forced her tears back, he was like a bloodthirsty demon, hurting her heart little by little, she disguised herself, so she provoked him indifferently: "You can't be clean." ”

Wen Yunting was extremely angry, slightly angry, and then kissed her viciously.

"Let go. She struggled helplessly.

Her struggles made him even more excited, he was not gentle at all, and the kiss was as fierce as a storm. Later, she gave up the struggle and bloomed beneath him.

After the passion.

Smoke rings filled between Wen Yunting's lips and teeth.

Beside him, Le Yao shrank sideways, closed her eyes, and did not speak.

From the moment of passion to the present, he did not even hear her sigh.

Her slender back made him feel distressed...... I wanted to hug her and say sorry. But her silent resistance and resistance made him unable to talk about anything.

Wen Yunting snuffed out the cigarette butt, he was angry, because the "deadline" she said was about to come, so she must have known that he was going to get married, but how could she be so indifferent? How could she say the word due so calmly? Or, did she wish they would break up now? Or perhaps, Zuo Baixiao was the next home she had found?

The phone rang, Le Yao wrapped herself in her nightgown, took out her phone from her bag, and looked at the phone on the screen, her heart tightened slightly, and her eyes were lowered, "Hey." ”

"Le Yao," Zuo Baixiao stood in the office of the Nine Heavens of the Milky Way, looking down at the entire city, compared to the previous pursuit of Wen Tun, he suddenly felt that he couldn't wait any longer.

"Something?" Le Yao pulled her nightgown, thinking of Wen Yunting not far behind her, her voice was extremely low.

"Can't I call you if it's okay?" Zuo Baixiao's hoarse voice smiled, "Le Yao, I can wait for you, but I can't convince myself not to think about you." He is not good at pursuing women, let alone telling love words, but he really likes her from the bottom of his heart.

Le Yao was slightly embarrassed, walked to the balcony, and deliberately avoided Wen Yunting's sight: "Brother Zuo......"

"I mean it. Zuo Baixiao said that even in winter, the night view of Z City is very beautiful, he is too lonely and needs someone to live with him, which is not something that his sister or daughter can replace: "I want to share everything with you." "If she's around, he'll feel very relieved.

Le Yao was embarrassed, he confessed several times, but the confession at any time did not make her feel guilty this time, could it be that her love for Doudou gave him an illusion? "Sorry ......" Or, should she bury her love for Doudou in the bottom of her heart and keep her distance from him in the future?

"You can refuse me," her rejection again still disappointed Zuo Baixiao a little, for the first time in more than 30 years, she was rejected many times by the same woman: "However, it can't stop me from liking you." Le Yao, I don't want to cause you any trouble. ”

Le Yao's eyebrows tightened slightly, really, I really didn't know how to answer, and her waist suddenly tightened, and behind her, Wen Yunting's chest came up and hugged her into her arms, and the next second, his shallow breathing fell on her ears, itchy.

"It's not early," Nano just came, standing behind the wide desk, as if he had something to say, Zuo Baixiao said, "Le Yao, good night." ”

And so the call ended. Le Yao was a little stunned, and on the back of her neck, his slightly prickly beard was scratched, and a tingling sensation hit her one after another.

"Still reluctant to put down the phone?" Wen Yunting was annoyed, snatched the phone from her hand and threw it aside, but his hand began to tease her again.

"Let go of me. She was ashamed to break free of him.

Not only did he not let it go, but he teased her even more, "You obviously want me, but you still want to reject me with a posture, a woman is too duplicitous and hypocritical." As he spoke, he bit her shoulder and punished her for deliberately dodging the phone when she first answered the phone.

"Wen Yunting!" she was ashamed and annoyed.

He turned her body around and looked at her nightgown slightly open, so there was a hint of ridicule on the corner of his lips: "I really didn't see it, you are so thin, but you are so material." ”

In her opinion, his frivolous words and fierce wave movements were like humiliation, embarrassing her, she pushed him away violently, her face flushed, and she wrapped her nightgown tightly in shame: "Get out! you get out!" She was fed up, fed up with his wanton play, she loved him, but she couldn't condone him to insult her and trample on her repeatedly.

Wen Yunting's eyebrows raised slightly, but with a hook of his long hand, he restrained her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her.

She stubbornly punches and kicks.

Her fierce resistance made Wen Yunting slightly stunned, and his heart tightened slightly, and then let go of her as soon as his hand was released.

Le Yao's eyes were red: "Get out," seeing that he didn't move, she suddenly opened the door and pushed him out.

With a thud, she slammed the door shut, a door separating them.

Looking at the empty room, thinking of the warmth of her skin just now, Le Yao's heart was in a mess...... What the hell happened to her?