Song Ziming called Bai Manyun all the way, and no matter how he called, it was turned off.

He was anxious and felt that Manyun had deliberately turned off his phone and didn't want to answer his call. How could she be so proud of herself to be kicked out by others and bring another woman into the house.

Not wanting to make unnecessary guesses, he drove the car directly to Manyun's residence, and when he arrived at the door, he found that he didn't have the key.

He kicked the door hard, "Manyun, are you there?" Open the door. ”

After knocking for two minutes, no one answered, and the neighbor on the opposite side heard the sound and opened the door and scolded: "What is the noise, do you think there is only one family living here?" ”

It's a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, unruly and unruly.

Song Ziming was anxious and looked at her coldly, "I'm sorry." ”

People are always easy to be tolerant of good-looking people, and when the little girl saw Song Ziming, her angry expression immediately turned into a soft smile, "It's okay, why don't you come in and wait." ”

Ziming was ashamed of his expression and tone, and he didn't even look at her, "No." ”

"Looking for your girlfriend?" The little girl asked gossipingly, and she also asked such a question on purpose.

He shook his head, "No. The little girl almost jumped up, she was a man without an owner, and she was so handsome.

"It's the fiancée." What is Heaven and Hell? That's it.

The little girl closed the door, "You wait slowly." When she went in, her friend asked what was going on, and she said, "Miss Bai's boyfriend on the other side, in fact, I just saw her go down, about six o'clock, but I just don't want to tell her boyfriend." ”

"Why?"

"Not for any reason." The little girl frowned, in fact, she felt that such a good-looking man did not belong to her, and there was an indescribable extravagance between his gestures.

Manyun slept all afternoon, dizzy, and most importantly, she was super hungry! Quickly cleaned up casually and went downstairs to eat.

It was too much of a coincidence that I met Zhou Zeyu on the side of the road. Thinking of the text message Xu Liang sent that day, Manyun felt guilty and had a good attitude.

"What a coincidence, you're here for something?" Manyun didn't dress up much, almost plain, just put on lipstick.

I didn't expect her to take the initiative to say hello, Zhou Zeyu deliberately walked this way, and often came to her house to walk around the road, just to see if he could meet her. "Well, something."

Manyun's stomach was gurgling, and it was windy outside, "Have you eaten?" I was on my way to dinner. ”

"Okay." He replied with a smile, with a hint of inexplicable nervousness, and he laughed in his heart that he was not productive.

Manyun was really hungry, so she lowered her head and started eating, Zhou Zeyu poured her a glass of water, and said softly: "Eat slowly, I will have a stomach ache after eating for a while." ”

This sentence is too familiar, Manyun used to be not very good before, and he was never punctual when he ate, so he had to wait until he was hungry to eat.

Every time Zhou Zeyu saw her, he would stop her and tell her to eat slowly. Because as soon as she eats fast, she will start to have stomach pain after a while.

In the next few years, Manyun knew how to cherish his body, and raised his torn stomach to be very expensive, and he no longer ate and drank as much as before. Today this is a special situation, really too tired, no way.

Now that he thinks of the past, Manyun can be completely relieved, completely, and there are no more ripples. It was just a good time that I couldn't go back, and Zhou Zeyu was a part of it, nothing more.

At the end of the meal, they barely said anything.

"Waiter, swipe your card." Zhou Zeyu took out a card and handed it to the waiter.

Manjun stopped him, "I have cash here." My phone is out of battery, so I didn't bring it out, I ask you. ”

She smiled indifferently, making people feel comfortable, and at the same time, Zhou Zeyu also found that this time, he lost Bai Manyun completely and unreservedly.

"I'll send you back." It was dark, and he didn't worry about Manyun going back alone.

In fact, it wasn't far away, but since he brought it up, Manyun didn't shirk it.

When she was about to go downstairs, Zhou Zeyu suddenly said: "Lu Ting and I are going to get married, it should be after the Spring Festival." ”

The cold wind blew, the street lamps swayed, and Manyun smiled, "It's good, congratulations." ”

He stopped, stared at Manyun and said, "She's pregnant, so my parents must let us get married as soon as possible." ”

Manyun's smile froze on her face, pregnant? At that time, Manyun insisted on going her own way, and took advantage of Bai Luting's prenatal examination to steal the beam and change the pillar, so that she signed the abortion form, not to mention, Manyun also signed in the family column.

At that time, the doctor said that it would be difficult for Bai Luting to get pregnant again, but now she actually has it?

No matter how much she hates her, Manyun still can't let go of this matter, and now that there is a happy result, then her sins will be loosened.

"It shouldn't be easy for her to come to this child, you have to treat her well. In the past, I did something wrong, and now she can still get pregnant, and I am really happy for her. Her eyes looked into the distance, as if she were talking to her former self.

Admitting mistakes is knowing the previous shortcomings, which is also equivalent to denial. She denied the previous Bai Manyun, and also denied Bai Manyun's feelings for Zhou Zeyu.

He smiled forcefully, "Will you come then?" ”

"What are you talking about, if you send me an invitation, I'm sure to go!" She smiled and kept walking.

Manyun was about to go upstairs, he suddenly spoke, and said with difficulty: "Manyun, can I hug you one last time?" ”

There were tears in his eyes, and he could see that it took a lot of courage for him to say this. But she is already someone else's girlfriend, and no matter how soft-hearted she is, she can't give him the last hope.

was about to open his mouth to refuse, but Song Ziming's voice came from behind, "No!" ”

He walked out of the darkness with a straight face, like a hellish Shura, cold and bloodthirsty. The slender arm wrapped around Manyun, swore sovereignty, and said to Zhou Zeyu: "Thank you for sending my fiancée back, let's go first." ”

As he spoke, he took the manjun upstairs. He had a lot of strength, and there were outsiders there, Manyun didn't resist much, and said to Zhou Zeyu: "Be careful on the way back." The two of them disappeared from his view.

Zhou Zeyu stood downstairs alone, and in the dark night, he remembered all the good memories of the past.

The Buddha said that people have seven sufferings, and the most bitter is not to be desired.

Manyun was stuffed into the elevator by him, and every mistake was a stopper. found that Song Ziming was not quite right, there was someone in the elevator, she wanted to go home and ask again, from below here, what was this person crazy about.

However, she was not given a chance.

As soon as the door opened, Song Ziming pushed her in, kicked the door shut, and pushed her to the corner of the door.

In an instant, all the breath was taken away and sealed with a kiss. His kisses were fierce, without any emotion, more like punishment.

Manyun kept struggling, but it was useless. Her tongue was numb, and Song Ziming's hands began to touch everywhere, and her cold hand slid into her underwear at once. Manyun's hand was fixed behind her back, and she had to bite Song Ziming's lip hard.

His movements were gentle, his hands stopped, and the smell of blood between the two grew stronger.

When Song Ziming let go of her, the blood at the corners of his mouth was still flowing, and Manyun was no better, his lips were full of blood, like a vampire.

"Why is my phone turned off?" This was the first thing he said to Manyun.

"There's no power."

"Heh~ The phone is out of battery but you can meet Zhou Zeyu, and he will send you back, didn't you make an appointment a long time ago?" He doesn't have a good tone.

Manyun pushed him away, "If you meet it occasionally, believe it or not." ”

He approached Manyun, held her by hand, and said coldly, "What? Knowing that he has a deep affection for you, so you can't wait to throw yourself into your arms? If I didn't go down just now, you hugged him, right? ”

Why is he so reasonable? Manyun was angry, "Yes, what you said is right, my mind has been guessed by you." What about you? How do you feel about having dinner with He Huan today? ”

It's past eight o'clock, so it's impossible that you haven't had dinner yet, right? As for who to eat with, you don't have to think about it to know.

Song Ziming ignored the second half of her sentence, walked over and pressed her on the sofa, "You really have this kind of thought!" ”

At this moment, he is very dangerous, Manyun is not afraid of big things, sneered and said: "Yes, his parents will not be like your father, disgusted that I am sick." ”

"What do you mean?" He didn't know what his dad Manyun was talking about.

Manjun turned her face away, "It's nothing. ”

"If Zhou Zeyu asked you, you wouldn't have this attitude, would you?" People who are angry can't talk more than their brains.

She also deliberately choked him, "Yes, didn't you see it just now, if you didn't come down, we would have ...... a long time ago."

Song Ziming sealed her mouth, carried her to the bedroom, and threw her on the bed, "You forced me." As he spoke, he dropped his coat on the ground.

Manyun is not afraid of anything, this minute suddenly coaxed, yesterday's "injury" has not yet recovered, she shrank in a corner, "What do you want to do?" ”

He smiled evilly, and the dried blood at the corner of his mouth played the icing on the cake, "you." "Grabbed her by the feet and dragged her over.

Deceive yourself.

Manyun panicked, refused, and said, "Song Ziming, get out of the way." ”

Men are like mountains, thunder does not move.

If it is hard, it will be soft, she gave up the struggle, and said with a crying voice: "Your father bullied me, thought I was sick, and told me to leave you." You're bullying me too, relying on your own stick, it's amazing. ”

Song Ziming stopped suddenly, amused by her words, and lost his anger, "Stick? ”

Seeing that he had slackened a lot, Manyun pushed him away and sat on the other side of the bed, "If there is a father, there must be a son!" ”

She is very childish, and compared to just now, Song Ziming is even more powerless to deal with her like this.

"The old man hates the sickness?" He calmed down and asked gently.

"Yes, I have a genetic disease. The descendants of your Song family all have the throne to inherit, and you must be healthy and healthy. The more she spoke, the more she spoke.

"So you're back?"

"People have said that, do I still want to leave it with a dead face? Besides, there is also your white moonlight, He Huan. ”

It turned out that this was the case, and he asked again, "You and Zhou Zeyu really met by chance?" ”

"Am I dressed like this on a date? Don't wear makeup either? She asked rhetorically.

It's really a mess of concern, she just wears it messily, with pajamas inside and a coat on the outside. Think about it and know that it shouldn't be an appointment, the authorities are fans!

Song Ziming smiled, "That's good, don't worry about the old man, I'll come." ”

"What did you come from, you think I'll forgive you? Did you have a good dinner? Also, what's the matter with kissing me so rudely just now, let me tell you Song Ziming......"

When I care about someone, even her noise becomes so beautiful.