"Zichen ......" muttered, she raised her hand to caress his cheek, and was so glad that his cheek was as hot as her body.

Fu Zichen is reacting, she is not acting alone in a one-man show.

Fu Zichen stopped and gently stroked Tang Luoran's supple green silk.

"Now it's up to you to decide, tell me, what do you want?"

The answer was clear from the start, wasn't it? Why doesn't he understand?

"I just want you ......"

Tang Luoran almost blurted out, at this moment, because her desire was not immediately satisfied, she felt a burst of emptiness invading her heart.

As soon as the words fell, Fu Zichen gritted his teeth and sank hard.

"Since you said it, then do as you wish."

Although he frowned because of the pain, Tang Luoran still didn't think to let go of him, grabbing his shoulders and nails on him

She whispered in his ear over and over again in a thick drunkenness, "Well-Zichen, I love you, I really love you......"

The warm breath sprayed on his neck, mixed with the rich aroma of wine, and her words made his whole body boil.

The wind outside the window stopped, and the heavy flannel curtains covered the window, blocking the spring light in the room, leaving them to be lost in lust.

……

Early the next morning, when the milky yellow sunlight slowly passed through the window and climbed the wall, Tang Luoran woke up.

The feeling slowly recovered, and all she could see when she opened her eyes was the ceiling, followed by the pain and dizziness from her lower back, which made her frown and her brain went blank.

She had a splitting headache and even a little dizzy, which was the price of last night's hangover.

The last memory is that she sat at the bar with Zheng Xiaoying last night and was accosted by a man in a suit and leather shoes, she seemed to say something very rude, and then the man left in front of her.

I remember that Zheng Xiaoying was still talking angrily behind her at that time, "A slut like Yin Zi, I can solve her in minutes!" ”

The rest of the memory is all blank.

But what's the deal with this back pain?

Holding on to the bed and sitting up with difficulty, Tang Luoran found that all the clothes on her body had been changed into home clothes, and when she lifted the quilt to check, she didn't find anything unusual, and her skin was smooth and refreshing to the touch.

Could it be that something happened last night?

Shaking his head, Tang Luoran smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, "How is it possible?" He might be bored of even seeing me, let alone combine with me. ”

She was talking about Fu Zichen, and subconsciously thought that Fu Zichen came to pick her up last night, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was impossible.

She is not self-denying, but the lessons she has learned over the years.

Staggering out of bed, she scrambled into the bathroom with her slippers, and as soon as she opened the door, a fresh scent came over her from the bathroom—the scent of shower gel that she smelled.

The walls are full of mist, and it seems that Fu Zichen came not long ago and took a bath here.

This is Fu Zichen's villa, except for him, Tang Luoran can't think of anyone else, but she feels that she thinks like this is a little incredible.

She still needs to go to work, she endured the headache, hurriedly washed, and went to the dressing room to change out of the lounge clothes on her body, because she was in such a hurry that she forgot to look in the mirror, and missed the opportunity to see the spots on her body.

Pushing open the door, before Tang Luoran could raise her head, she saw a pair of white feet in slippers standing in front of her.

With a chuckle, she guessed who it was.

"You look quite haggard, didn't you sleep well last night?" As soon as the familiar sharp sound sounded, Tang Luoran immediately looked up at Yin Zi - she was wearing a nightgown, and the belt around her waist hung loosely on her waist, looking lazy and beautiful.

It's rare to care about her, and it turns out just to laugh at her.

In fact, there is no need, Tang Luoran's heart is almost dead now, Yin Zi is just a bad hair to her, which means that it is actually nothing.

But since Yin Zi likes this, then she will accompany her to the end.

With a sneer, Tang Luoran stepped forward, looked directly at Yin Zi, and said word by word, "My business has nothing to do with you, but you, how did you feel when you fell asleep alone last night?" ”

Although it was just speculation, Tang Luoran didn't think that Fu Zichen's mental properties would tolerate him sleeping in a haphazard guest room.

Sure enough, as soon as her words fell, Yin Zi's face changed, she gritted her teeth in anger, and suddenly lost her sense of proportion, raised her hand and was about to fan Tang Luoran, but she was forcibly blocked.

"I advise you not to move your hands and feet, it's not good for the child in your belly, believe it or not, anyway." After that, Tang Luoran shook her hand away fiercely, without a trace of concern.

Her heart had been broken enough, and from now on, she would never mind anyone's gossip again.

Mourning is greater than dying, and she is in this state of mind now.

Unable to move, Yin Zi was still unwilling to give up, she suddenly laughed, with a childish smile full of pride, and her delicate red lips opened and closed quickly, "So what?" Aren't you the same? But don't forget, I am the only one who can receive his favor. ”

Grace?

Tang Luoran held back a smile and looked away from her face, in this world, there are some people who take everything they get too seriously, so they think that everything will be envied by others.

Maybe she was envious at the beginning, but now she is dead.

Tang Luoran was silent, and listened to Yin Zi proudly with a lazy expression.

"The favor I get is something you can't get in your life, Fu Zichen loves me, and when he divorces you, he will marry me immediately, and we will raise the lovely child in my arms together."

No matter how much he says, it is no longer trivial for Tang Luoran.

Anyway, none of this has anything to do with her, when Fu Zichen wants to divorce one day, she has to thank him, so as not to be tied up here and not go anywhere, and she has to look at other people's faces.

With a splitting headache, Tang Luoran's brain went blank, and she only felt physically and mentally exhausted now.

However, then she had to drag her tired body to meet the gossip outside.

She's so tired.

"Really?" Asked indifferently, Tang Luoran was expressionless, raised her eyes and glanced at Yin Zi lightly, there was no emotion in her eyes, she put her hand down, tidied up the hem of her wrinkled windbreaker, and casually ridiculed each other.

"But these are just your assumptions, a person as deep as Fu Zichen's city mansion will not be able to talk about plans, let alone make meaningless assumptions, besides, even if he has, but now I am still here, legally I am still his wife, and you, nothing."

word by word, just to make Yin Zi hear more clearly.

Damn it!

Clenched her fists, Yin Zi's beautiful face was slightly distorted with anger again, and she wanted to refute something, but long before she could think of it, Tang Luoran had already pushed her away and walked towards the door.

After she left, Yin Zi broke out again, walked to the dresser, and swept all the things Tang Luoran put on the dresser to the ground, the sound of the clatter was very crisp, and the items fell on the carpet with a muffled sound.

And Tang Luoran, who had just brought the door up, was still standing at the door, leaning her back against the door, and when she heard the small sound coming from inside, she knew that Yin Zi must have lost her temper again.

But none of this has anything to do with her.

Tang Luoran took a step forward with his long legs, endured the faint pain in his waist, and walked towards the staircase in the middle of the corridor step by step.

When they went downstairs, the maids were gathering in the living room to clean up, and when they saw Tang Luoran appear, they spoke in unison, and lowered their heads at the same time, "Good morning, Mrs. Fu, do you have any instructions?" ”

Hearing the title of "Mrs. Fu", Tang Luoran was in a slightly better mood.

It was the only thing she could be proud of.

"Help me pack a bento, and trouble bring my flat shoes, my back hurts." Saying inexplicable words, Tang Luoran stepped down the steps, turned around and walked to the sofa and sat down.

She changed into flat shoes, took the lunch box from the maid, and hurried away.

Where Yin Zi was, she felt that she had difficulty breathing for a long time.

dragged his tired body step by step on the steps, knowing that his mental state was not good, but he still had to beat his spirit.

Every day, Tang Luoran has to live so tired.

When she arrived at the hospital, Tang Luoran parked her car in the garage and deliberately walked out of the parking lot.

Entering through the main entrance, slowly stepping up the marble steps, and when she pushed open the revolving door, her movements were slightly larger, and the pain in her lower back was even more obvious, and the pain made her frown.

This sore feeling is a little inexplicable, and it doesn't look like the pain of a bruise, and even as a doctor, she can't tell it.

Could it be that she did something after she got drunk and accidentally injured herself?

Tang Luoran thought about it carefully, but still had no memory. She rarely gets drunk, and she drank so crazy last night, naturally her memory is broken.

Raising her eyes inadvertently, Tang Luoran found that everyone's eyes were on her, and many people were still standing far away, turning their heads to each other.

"She's the junior, right? Seeing her so haggard, she must have suffered a lot. ”

Before the words fell, another voice floated into her ears, "That is what she deserves, who let her be a junior, the junior is stepped on by ten thousand people!" ”

said it with righteous indignation, as if Tang Luoran had become the target of their boyfriend's split.

Should she be relieved that everyone has this sense of social responsibility?

With a self-deprecating laugh, Tang Luoran shook his head helplessly, walked quickly around the hall, and headed towards the corridor. As she thought, while waiting for the elevator to come down, she was also discussed.

The topic of those people will not change, but her mentality is different from the beginning.

She already felt that it didn't matter, the feeling that was filling her heart at the moment was no longer anger or sadness, she only felt tired.

Fu Zichen tortured her like this, wasn't it just to achieve this effect? Now that he's there, let's let her go.

After going to the pharmacy to get the painkillers, Tang Luoran changed into a white coat in the lounge, turned his back to the assistant, and asked her calmly, "Tell me all about today's itinerary." ”

She had tried her best to disguise, but she still couldn't completely hide the exhaustion in her calm voice.

Raising her eyes to look at herself in the mirror - her face was pale, even her lips were bloodless, and a faint layer of blue and black was faintly blurred under a pair of shining apricot eyes, she looked really haggard, and it was no wonder that others were talking about it.