At the same time, Hanwei Manor...

In the bedroom of Nuoda, on the white big bed, a smart-looking woman with long hair and a shawl was leaning on the edge of the bed, her eyes were slightly lowered, full of admiration, and unabashedly fell on the handsome man who was resting on her lap with her eyes closed. The woman's slender white hand was gently rubbing his temples for him.

This is the man she has been in love with for sixteen years.

There was a knock on the door, and the hurried voice of the man in black sounded.

"Master, something is wrong!"

Hearing the movement, Zhuo Zihan frowned unhappily, but he didn't mean to get up, so he moved his head and continued to sleep.

Seeing this, the woman smiled lightly, but the movements in her hand did not stop, "Aren't you going to take a look?

"What's the hurry? Leave him alone!"

All day long, you know that it disturbs people's dreams!

The woman laughed, "You, every time it's like this, I don't care about it anymore, this will make people gossip and say that I'm a bad face." ”

"You are my person, who of them dares to have an opinion?!"

"Yes, yes, my eldest young master. The woman echoed, but she was very happy. He said she was his man.

Seeing that there was no movement inside, the man in black had to shout again.

"Young Master, something happened!"

"Get out!"

The man's roar came through the door, and the man in black was so frightened that he retreated.

I won't even let him sleep peacefully!

This one or two are living impatiently?!

The man in black stared at the closed door and swallowed hard.

The matter is urgent, if the young master makes a mistake because of this, he will definitely die a miserable death! Thinking of this, the man in black had no choice but to bite the bullet and knock on the door again.

"Young, young master!"

"Are you looking for death?!" was disturbed three times in a row, Zhuo Zihan was completely sleepless at this time, a pair of cold eyes swept coldly towards the door, and his deep voice was full of bloodthirsty taste.

"Ling, Ling Shao. ”

Seeing Ling Ri coming, the man in black was so excited that he snorted and cried, and hurriedly crawled to him tremblingly.

Ling Ri glanced at him lightly, "Let's go down." ”

"Yes, thank you Ling Shao, thank you Ling Shao. ”

The man in black said and crawled away.

Ling Ri is 26 years old, 189CM tall, and Zhuo Zihan is a confidant.

Ling Ri put one hand in his pocket, walked to the door step by step, raised his hand and knocked on it.

Knock Knock Knock –

The knock on the door sounded again, Zhuo Zihan scolded, lifted the quilt and got up, and strode towards the door.

"You're looking for death, aren't you?!"

The closed door was violently pulled open, and the sound of rage rang out.

Zhuo Zihan was about to grab the man in black and beat him violently, but what caught his eye was Ling Ri's handsome face with a light smile. He was slightly stunned, and then frowned, "Why are you?"

Ling Ri glanced at his open neckline. Smiled slightly, "If I don't come, do you plan to sleep here until the end of the day?"

"Sleep to the ground?" Zhuo Zihan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him angrily, "You still have to worry about whether you will die a tragic violent fist! You'd better have something important, otherwise you're going to die!"

Ling Ri was not annoyed, Jun still had a faint smile on his face, "If you don't go back to the old mansion, it won't be me who will die in a while." ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Zihan frowned slightly.

"The batch of goods you sent Li Fupan to deliver was ambushed last night and was confiscated. The old man is waiting for you in the old mansion at the moment. ”

"Ambush?!How would they know?!"

Ling Ri didn't answer immediately, but glanced at the people in the room through the open door, "I said, Young Master Han, you better go and change your clothes first, I'll wait for you in the car." ”

Ling Ri turned around and walked out as he spoke, Zhuo Zihan also looked pale, and without further delay, he turned around and walked into the room.

"Is something wrong?"

Seeing Zhuo Zihan's solemn face, Bei Ling got up and came to his side.

"Well, I'll have to go back to the old mansion and I'll talk to you about it when I get back. ”

Zhuo Zihan gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, and then walked quickly into the bathroom to take a shower.

The sound of rushing water sounded, Bei Ling stared at the closed board, and Mei narrowed slightly, as if overflowing with a dangerous aura.

Back to the old house...?

Soon, the door to the bathroom was opened, and Zhuo Zihan, who was wearing a bathrobe, walked out.

"Washed so quickly?" Seeing him come out, Bei Ling handed him the towel, "Is the matter serious?

"You, don't worry about these things, stay at home obediently. ”

In this way, in fact, he still failed to trust her 100%, after all, she was the daughter of his enemy......

His words were like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, extinguishing all her expectations, leaving only the biting cold.

Looking at the handsome figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Bei Ling's eyes flashed, she clenched her fists, shook her head, and then pulled out a smile.

Bei Ling, it's okay, maybe Han is just not good at expressing it, he loves you.

"I'll help you. ”

The crisp and pleasant female voice sounded behind herself, and Zhuo Zihan looked at her beautiful little face through the floor-to-ceiling mirror, but she didn't refuse, and nodded.

Bei Ling smiled slightly, walked around to him, and raised her white little hand to tie the buttons of his shirt for him.

Zhuo Zihan lowered his eyes and stared at her beautiful little face, his eyes couldn't help but deepen, he raised his hand to wrap her cold little hand, and put a light kiss on her forehead, "Ling'er, I'll go back when I go, huh?"

His sudden movement made Bei Ling stunned, and then a smile spread in his eyes, "Well, I'll wait for you to come back obediently at home." ”

The smiling little face came into his eyes, and Zhuo Zihan hooked his lips slightly and hugged her lightly. If you ask him what attracts him the most about her, he will answer that she is like this at the moment.

Bei Ling raised her hand around his back, and rubbed her head lightly against it, this was the embrace she coveted.

If... It would be nice to be in his arms all the time.

At some point, she found herself becoming more and more inseparable from him... She wouldn't have survived without him. She loved him, but did he love her? She was always unsure, so she had to be careful to observe what she said, lest one day if she upset him, he would abandon her.

Does he love her?

She really wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask, because she knew that it would only cause him to resent it.

The hand holding the man's clothes gradually tightened, and Bei Ling forcibly suppressed the sourness in his eyes, trying to make his voice sound calmer, "Okay, Han, you go quickly, don't let Ling Ri wait too long." ”

"Hmm. Zhuo Zihan nodded and kissed her on the top of her hair, "Wait for me at home obediently, don't run around." ”

"Good. ”

Zhuo Zihan slowly let go of her and strode towards the door. Bei Ling walked quickly to the floor-to-ceiling window, watched him get into the car, and watched the car drive away from sight before slowly retracting his gaze. Her beautiful little face was full of a look of loss, and she looked slightly sideways at the big bed that had just been warmed, and the loss in her heart was even worse, and the big room made her very insecure. She moved to the side of the bed with difficulty, pulled the quilt to wrap herself, and slowly closed her tired eyes.

At least it still smells of him