After speaking, he lowered his head and kissed him, completely ignoring Zimo's struggle, blocking the refusal she was about to speak

The night ended when it was white.

Zimo didn't know what the rhythm of the year it was, and he fainted directly before it was over.

It's just that before she lost consciousness, she thought in her mind that when she got up tomorrow, she would have to commit domestic violence against this man, which was simply too torturous.

But it backfired, and when Zimo woke up, it was already eleven o'clock at noon.

She looked at the darkness of the room with her blurred eyes, she thought that it was not dawn in a trance, and subconsciously touched the side, and found that the place where the man should have been lying was already cold, and she had obviously been up for a long time. She looked up at the floor-to-ceiling window again, and the curtains that had been so well blackened that she couldn't see anything. Helpless, she had no choice but to reach out and touch her mobile phone on the bedside table and glance at it casually.

"Huh!"

Zimo bounced up from the bed suddenly, and the time on the phone showed that it was 11:18 Beijing time!

"Ah!! Why is it so late, Death Cool Lingcheng, you don't know how to call me!" She threw off her phone and got up quickly, but suddenly fell back again, she hissed and gasped, scolding Leng Lingcheng in her mouth, while moving carefully.

Stinky man, he made her so miserable yesterday, and he doesn't know when he will let her go.

When it was time to take a bath, Zimo couldn't believe his eyes, and his body was densely covered with red marks and pinch marks.

She immediately walked to the mirror, and sure enough, the collarbones on her neck were all planted with small strawberries.

If it weren't for the fact that they had slept with each other, and that they had been together all night before the Chinese New Year, she would have wondered if this man hadn't opened meat for eight hundred years! How can he be like a hairy boy, so torturous and reincarnated as such a starving ghost!

After greeting the man for a long time while washing, she finally picked out a turtleneck, quickly packed herself and went downstairs.

"Zimo, up?!

Zimo went downstairs lightly, his eyes wandering around, and when he was thinking about how to greet him naturally to optimize his shyness, Old Madam Liang happened to pass by the staircase with an empty bowl, and when she saw her, she greeted her with a smile.

She was stunned for a moment, and then smiled dryly: "Yes, yes, I've been a little tired lately, and I'll be at this point when I wake up."

Old Mrs. Liang looked at her full of peach color but weak look, where would she not know what was going on, but she knew that Zimo was thin-faced, so she didn't demolish her, she just smiled and said, "It's okay, just order it at your own house, and sleep as long as you want."

After speaking, she asked Zimo again, "I didn't eat breakfast, are you hungry?" Aunt Rong cooked the soup, you can drink some mats first, and you can have lunch right away.

Mrs. Liang walked to the kitchen, turned around and poured another night of soup, and Zimo sat on the dining chair obediently.

"This is the soup that I specially let Aunt Rong boil to replenish qi and blood, which is especially good for girls to nourish their bodies." Old Madam Liang explained as she sat down next to her, and the pampering in her eyes couldn't stop it.

Zimo was a little flattered, and under the loving gaze of Old Madam Liang, he drank up the bowl of extremely hot soup

After drinking, Mrs. Liang took Zimo's hand and walked to the hall, Liangmo, Song Wanqing, and Liang Duoqing were not there, only Liang Lingcheng and Old Man Liang were playing chess in the living room.

Seeing Zimo coming, Liang Lingcheng couldn't help but raise his head, and asked with a gentle smile, "Have you slept well?"

At this time, Old Man Liang also looked over, with the kindness of an elder in his eyes.

Zimo was a little shy, nodded slightly, and then changed the topic.

"What's the battle like? Did you lose to Dad many times?" She pointed to the chessboard and asked him maliciously.

What answered her was the hearty laughter of Old Man Liang, "Haha, Lingcheng's chess skills were taught by me, and it's not a shame to lose to me!"

Liang Lingcheng was not annoyed, but just echoed: "That's it, Dad's sword is not old, and his son is willing to bow down." Zimo naturally knew that Liang Lingcheng was pleasing the old man, recently, the old man's health is getting worse and worse, I don't know if it is because of the infection of the wind and cold, he always coughs a few times from time to time, the doctor checked it and said that it is an old problem, just pay more attention to drinking water and resting, they are all nervous.

"Haha, I didn't expect it to be like this, I knew as soon as I saw Ling Cheng's grizzled face, he must have been abused by his father." Zimo was hugged by Liang Lingcheng's waist, and his mouth was sweetly blowing the rainbow fart of the old man Liang.

When Old Man Liang heard this, he was really happier.

Seeing this, Old Madam Liang couldn't help but shake her head and said with a smile: "You will please him." Zimo, come here, I have something for you.

As she spoke, she walked towards the sofa with Zimo, reached out and picked up the box on the table, opened it, and inside was a green jade bracelet, which was inlaid with seven kinds of gemstones such as rubies, sapphires, and topazes. The top grade of the top, looking at the style, is obviously an old treasure.

Old Madam Liang didn't wait for Zimo to speak, she took out the bracelet and put it on her wrist, and said, "This is what my mother-in-law passed on to me, and now I want to pass it on to you." The Liang family has two heirlooms, one is a ring of jade agate, I gave it to Wanqing when she first entered the door, and the other is this bracelet, today I will give it to you, I hope you can pass it on well.

Zimo looked at the bracelet on her hand sluggishly, and for a while she only felt that her nose was slightly sour, an heirloom, she naturally couldn't refuse, so she could only purse her lips and smile: "Thank you, Mom."

What a luxury and dreading thing to wear a family heirloom on your hand.

When eating, Zimo's left hand didn't dare to put it on the table, lest it be broken, and she was relieved until she finished eating and took off the bracelet and put it in the brocade box.

Soon after the meal, Zimo and Liang Lingcheng left Liang's house and went to Xicheng.

Time flies, and after Zimo's careful care and conditioning, Feng Xuehua was quickly discharged from the hospital. She went straight to Anwar to start working, Liang Lingcheng felt sorry for Zimo, and accompanied her to stay in the company throughout the winter vacation.

After returning to S City, Zimo moved directly into the Northwest Villa as the hostess.

Liang Lingcheng specially assigned her a car to pick her up with a driver, Zimo originally refused, and he didn't know how to drive, but Liang Lingcheng was not at ease, and insisted that if she didn't agree, she would pick her up personally every day, so she compromised.

When he was free at night, Zimo sent a message to Jingjing and Xiaolian, who had not been in touch for a long time, but there was still no movement, and the group chat record of the three of them was still before Zimo returned to Xicheng.