Yao Rong held the phone and turned to look at him.

"Poof. Zhuo Song leaned there, smoking a stuffy cigarette, obviously in a bad mood.

The moonlight outside the window sprinkled on his body, looking at him a little impetuous, Yao Rong withdrew his hand, walked towards him, and whispered, "It's okay, don't think too much." ”

The window was not closed, and the wind blew in from outside, lifting the pink curtain and wafting in the air.

"I'm sorry tonight, you can go to bed first. Zhuo Song said, obviously unable to get over the pit in his heart.

For them, they are indeed a little unbearable.

Yao Rong nodded, and when he turned around and walked to the side of the bed, he turned around and said, "You go to bed early." ”

"Hmm. Zhuo replied, lowered her head and kissed her on the lips, she raised her arms and hugged his body. cop> Yao Rong raised his head, hugged Zhuo Song's head, kissed his hair, and whispered, "Zhuo Song, do you know? Sometimes I think that if it weren't for you, ......"

After experiencing life and death, coupled with her blindness, Zhuo Song never gave up on her, in Yao Rong's heart, he is irreplaceable, and that deep love has sprouted seeds in his heart.

"Rongrong. He called out to her affectionately, suddenly wanting to...

"Boom. Zhuo Song's mind was blank, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He looked down in disbelief, and after a few seconds, he looked up at Yao Rong.

"Rongrong. Zhuo Song's voice was hoarse, with a lot of emotions, he reached out and hugged Yao Rong tightly, cold sweat oozed all over his body, and he gritted his teeth.

Zhuo Song pulled away, turned around and walked out of bed, and ran out. COP> "Zhuo Song. Yao Rong watched him rush out inexplicably, outside at this moment.

She got up, walked out in slippers, saw Zhuo Song standing there, desperately carrying a cigarette, saw her figure, and hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt.

"I... I'm probably too tired. Zhuo turned around and said in a deep voice, a trace of astonishment and irritability flashed across his masculine face.

Yao Rong stepped forward, hugged his waist from behind, put his face on his back, smelled the man's breath, and whispered, "Is there something in trouble?"

Zhuo Song turned around and picked her up, letting Yao Rong lean aside.

"Hmm. The man kissed his head and face.

"Shhh Yao Rong opened his mouth, bit his arm, and grabbed his clothes hard, trying to control his emotions.

Zhuo Song was ready, and suddenly in an instant, he suddenly softened, and his whole person seemed to be poured cold water.

"Zhuo Song, what's wrong with you?" Yao Rong was momentarily stunned.

Zhuo Song retreated, and the whole person felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body hit the pillar.

"I, I'm going out for a walk. Zhuo was about to leave, but was grabbed by Yao Rong.

"How... Are you in a bad mood?" Yao Rong's fair face crept up into the flush, and she quickly retracted her hand

She clung to Zhuo, trying to figure out what was going on, until she seemed to realize something.

"Bang" Zhuo turned around and punched the wall, he took a deep breath and said to her, "I'm probably too tired, let's try again." ”

"Zhuo Song. Seeing this, Yao Rong wanted to stop her, but Zhuo Song carried her back to the room.

"Bang" his tall body, he fell to the ground, looking at himself in disbelief, like a joke.

"Zhuo Song, it's okay. "Yao Rong's neck is branded with kisses/marks.

She stepped forward and looked at Zhuo Song.

The woman's little hand, patting him on the shoulder, whispered, "It's okay! ”

Zhuo Zhen grabbed her, hugged her tightly, picked her up and walked out, took the nightgown and changed it for her.

"Smack" he lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"Rest early. Zhuo Song said in a deep voice, pulling the quilt for her, before getting up and walking out, closing the door gently.

Watching him leave, Yao Rong lowered his head, reached out and took his mobile phone, searching: "I'm sorry, why?"