I opened my mouth to tell him to stop, but he stared in the direction ahead, ignoring me.

Feeling a little bored, I had to hold a kind of mentality that I would be at ease, or maybe I was greedy enough to stay with him for a while, I calmly looked out of the somewhat hazy car window, Shenzhen was drizzling at two o'clock in the morning, and the lights in the distance were lonely and cold.

My thoughts raced.

I'm lucky to have someone I love sitting next to me.

Unfortunately, he is the ex.

Zhang Minglang used to drive very rampage, but now even the speed is very smooth, after running for about 40 minutes, he stopped the car, and I was about to reach out to unbuckle my seat belt, he suddenly reached out and pressed my hand.

Then before I could react, he suddenly raised his other hand and put it over my face, and his face was just like that.

The atmosphere began to be a little subtle, ambiguous like a thin thread pulling something, my face instantly turned red, a panic, and quickly twisted my face to the other side.

Zhang Minglang seemed to sigh lowly, let go of me, and said in a flat tone: "Get out of the car." “

When he opened the door and pushed me in according to the code, a gust of cold air came to me, I looked around, everywhere my eyes could go, all I could contact was cold marble, standing there a little restrained, Zhang Minglang suddenly asked in a low voice: "You stay at another man's house at night, your boyfriend, won't he mind?" “

There was a lot of meaning in his eyes, and I knew that in his consciousness I was the kind of shameless woman I was, no matter what I said, so I pursed my lips and stood there like a piece of wood.

Zhang Minglang changed the topic lightly and asked me, "What to drink?" “

My hands were wrenched together, and after a while, I said, "I'd better go back first." “

After Zhang Minglang heard my words, he seemed to be a little proud and said: "Hehe, password lock, you can only open the door and go out if you know the password, are you going to climb out of the window?" This is the eleventh floor, and I'd love to see if you've become a superman in the past three years. “

I followed what he had said, turned my head to look at the door, and sure enough, there was a panel with numeric buttons on it. My eyes paused there for a moment, and then I retracted in a trance.

Zhang Minglang seemed to be satisfied with my reaction, he took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, unscrewed it and took a sip, and then continued to ask me, "What to drink?" “

I bit my lip and finally said something stupid, and I said, "Is there any wine?" “

Zhang Minglang was stunned, and finally said: "Yes, but if you drink at my house, I won't tip you." ”

I groaned, still standing there with my fingers twisted, not knowing where to put my hands and feet.

At this time, Zhang Minglang stood up, walked through the hall and opened the door of a room, and after a while, he came out and handed me a set of sportswear, and began to give orders: "There is no underwear, you look at it." Go take a shower first. ”

Taking a shower at my ex-boyfriend's house was really reminiscent and weird, but I had no choice, the clothes on my body were wet and uncomfortable.

After closing the bathroom door, my eyes were still full of cold luxury, and I stood in front of the mirror and looked at it, only to realize that when I was repairing the car just now, the black gasoline on the chain was inadvertently brought to my face.

The embarrassment and a lot of wonderful embarrassment came to my heart, I washed it with a little confusion, and finally put on the clothes given by Zhang Minglang haphazardly, wiped my hair with a dry towel, and walked out.