He drove the car, ran a red light, and went straight to the bottom of her apartment.

Looking at the apartment, the dim light through the curtains, Yao Shengming sat in the car, and only pushed the car door and got out of the car after a long time, his steps were anxious, and he always felt that something was missing.

"Rongrong. He read her name inwardly.

He walked upstairs, took a deep breath, and reached out and knocked on the door.

Faintly hearing a knock on the door, Yao Rong walked to the hall, grabbed the fruit knife, and asked in a low voice, "Who?"

"It's me. Yao Shengming's voice came.

She looked through the "cat's eye" and saw Yao Shengming standing anxiously outside the door, so she opened the door, and Yao Shengming stood outside, in front of his white shirt, stained by coffee, and the whole person was embarrassed.

"I heard that you came to me today, I went to a meeting, and my phone was out of battery. Yao Shengming said in a deep voice.

Yao Rong put the knife down, glanced at him, and said, "There was something in the morning, but it was dealt with." ”

"That..."Yao Shengming didn't know what to say.

His palms were full of sweat, and he stood in front of her, nervous like a hairy boy, and he didn't have the calmness and calmness to deal with business at all.

"Have you eaten, do you want to have supper?" asked Yao Shengming.

Without waiting for her to answer, Yao Shengming walked in, threw his coat on the sofa, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to go to the kitchen, but smelled in the room, and a smell of medicine came.

"Are you hurt?" he said, his deep dark eyes glancing toward her bedroom.

Yao Rong was a little nervous, she didn't know what Zhuo Song's identity was, what if she was really a fugitive? Thinking of this, she walked to the bedroom door and reached out to close the door.

"Well, a minor injury. She whispered, and there were indeed some scratches on her wrists.

Yao Shengming walked into the kitchen, cooked it himself, and cooked it for her supper.

Looking at his busy figure, Yao Rong's eyes were dim, and she wanted to walk over, but she heard a noise from the bedroom, and she was so frightened that she walked towards the bedroom.

Pushing open the door, I saw Zhuo Zhao trying to get up, waving his hand to the bedside table, and the water glass fell down.

"What's wrong with you?" Yao Rong rushed forward and stretched out his hand to help him.

Zhuo Zhen stretched out his hand, touched his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to go to the toilet." ”

He whispered, struggling to his feet, his fever almost gone, but still a little dizzy.

Yao Rong picked him up and walked towards the bathroom, saying, "Be careful." ”

Yao Shengming watched her trot, he walked to the hall with his face upright, put it on the coffee table, and walked towards her bedroom, just in time to see her holding Zhuo Song.

"Is it him?" Yao Shengming's hand involuntarily clenched into a fist.

It's him, it's him again! Why is it him every time?

Yao Shengming stepped forward and wanted to ask her, "Who is this person and what does it have to do with you?"

Looking at her figure, Yao Shengming punched the wall, and the feeling of pain made him more awake.

Yao Rong helped Zhuo Song to the bathroom, and she turned around and walked out.

In the hall, a bowl of noodles was placed on the coffee table, Yao Shengming was no longer there, she walked to the window, opened the curtains, saw him get into the car, and drove away like a car.

Zhuo Song walked out of the bathroom and looked at the time on the side.

"Tonight, excuse me. Zhuo Song said in a deep voice, and he turned around and walked outside.

Three watches in the middle of the night, sharing a room with her, this is too unruly.

"You sleep in the bedroom, I'll sleep in the hall. Yao Rong said, turned around and handed him the noodles, and said, "Supper." ”

Zhuo Song wanted to refuse, but looking at her with her head sideways, with a smile on her face, he sent a fake "sick number", sat down on the sofa, and said, "Hey, I have a headache." ”

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