She had seen that kind of look many times, and every time he was interested in something, he would show a similar focused and serious gaze, and it was obvious that he attached great importance to today's press conference, or was very satisfied with Jiang Yuxiao's proper performance.

She was disgusted with the feeling that was handsome enough to turn everyone upside down, and she lay on the sofa and listened to the entire press conference, and finally fell asleep to the sound of romantic music.

When she woke up, her nose was a little stuffy, there was a rhythmic knock on the door outside, it was still the room service who came to deliver the food, and after she took the lunch box and returned, she saw the missed calls and unread messages on her mobile phone, all of which were Yi Zeran, telling her the news of coming back later, and telling her to eat some late supper.

Xiao Luo darkened the screen of her phone, threw all the uneaten meals in the evening into the trash, and opened the beautifully made wooden lunch box, which contained the desserts she had loved to eat before.

Just smelled and asked, she put the lid of the box and put it in the refrigerator, the TV was still on, the good-looking hero and heroine pointed at each other and cursed, the camera stopped at the heroine's tear-stained face just right, Xiao Luo glanced at it, and calmly turned off the TV.

The hotel was quiet enough at night, even if the traffic outside the window was like water, she couldn't hear the slightest sound, except for the old Big Ben that was still spinning in circles, and the hands of different lengths were chasing in circles at their own speed, as if they were in a never-ending cycle.

She stared at the clock, and suddenly felt that Yi Zeran had chosen a bad place, and when she was happy, the bell was a life-threatening black and white impermanence, urging time to go faster over and over again; When you are sad, the clock is a knife hanging from your neck, and you hope that it will be faster and faster, but it will wear away all your courage and patience little by little.

There was a sound of the door opening outside the door, Xiao Luo subconsciously closed his eyes, rolled up the quilt and slept on the side of the bed, sure enough, it was Yi Zeran who came back, his movements were very light, he first walked to the bedroom and saw the curvature of the quilt, and his movements became lighter.

As he closed his eyes, the slightest noise in the room was infinitely magnified, and he took off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt, one by two, and finally dropped his shirt at the door of the bathroom, and the sound of water poured down, and there was a faint smell of wine in the room, like the scent of honey-stained flowers, which made people's heads drunk.

The man came out of the bathroom, probably barefoot, Xiao Luo heard his steady footsteps, like a heavy hammer falling to the heart, the head of the bed was partially dented, and her breathing suddenly became rapid when the huge black shadow was cast.

The angle of the light was a problem, his shadow on the ground was extraordinarily tall, his hair was messy, his Adam's apple bulged slightly, his shoulders were all over the place, his bathrobe hung down in the crook of his legs, and the rest was a thick black cloud of ink.

Gradually, she could feel the water vapor behind her melted by the man's hot body temperature, and the air was filled with the fragrance of shower gel, which was mixed with the man's exclusive body temperature with the flow of air, like poison little by little into her pores, and the heart hidden under her chest was beating faster and faster, she couldn't help but clench her palms, and even her throat was very dry.

The man leaned down suddenly, his broad body surrounded her, he didn't blow his hair, the slightly cool water droplets fell down his hair and fell on her neck, the cold and itchy feeling stimulated her to almost jump up, but fortunately, Yi Zeran found the low droplets in time, and stretched out his thumb to brush away the drops.

When the lines of the palm touched the soft skin on his neck, Xiao Luo shook imperceptibly, nervous and about to suffocate.

The man's warm air flow spread all the way down the curve of his neck to her earlobe, and he almost spoke with her earlobe, his voice low and hoarse, his sexy Adam's apple rolling against the skin of her face, causing her hands in the bed to clutch tightly and never relax.

"Luoluo, what should I do with you."

The tone of emotion, the words that mean unclear, Xiao Luo's heart hurts dryly when he hears it, and it is very uncomfortable, this kind of feeling that even the thoughts of the person he loves the most can't guess are really too tormenting.

Fortunately, after the man said this, he quickly evacuated, and after the extremely aggressive temperature behind him disappeared, Xiao Luo's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, like a fish returning to the ocean, using all his strength to breathe fresh air.

The night was very deep, and only a white moonlight fell on the floor through the gap in the curtains, like a star in the Milky Way that accidentally fell to the world, avoiding the sight of humans in a graceful manner.

She stared at the white light for a long time, until there was a steady breathing sound behind her, she tried to move her stiff body, the man was very close to her, and if she accidentally touched the chest cavity he was sticking to, the moment of contact, Xiao Luo subconsciously rolled to the side, but it was not as fast as the man's big hand.

Xiao Luo landed firmly in his arms, the tip of her nose hit his hard ribs, and she raised her hand to rub her sore nose and waist but was firmly hugged by the man.

The mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated a few times, Xiao Luo tried to move forward, reached out and grabbed the vibrating phone, originally wanted to wake up the man directly, but seeing the life displayed on the screen, she bit her lip, pressed the answer button, lowered her eyes, and the man was still hunched and sleeping deeply.

"Brother Zeran."

Hearing the gentle and familiar salutation, Xiao Luo frowned in annoyance, "He's already asleep, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

There was a moment of silence over there, and then Jiang Yuxiao's unhurried voice came: "Miss Lin, it seems that I underestimated your means. ”

A contemptuous laugh came from her throat, and her voice was gentle and soft, but it was as sharp as a knife in her ears, "Don't you know how rude it is to answer someone's phone casually?" And Brother Ze Ran is a businessman, the benefits that a phone call can bring are something that some people can't estimate in their lifetime, if it really brings irreversible losses to the company because of your practices, how do you plan to compensate? ”

Xiao Luo listened to all her accusations in silence, and replied to her in a calm voice: "Your analysis of the situation is correct, but there is one thing I want to tell you, I am no one else, I am his fiancée." ”

Cutting off the phone, as soon as she lowered her head, she crashed into the man's dark eyes like a bottomless ocean, and the wave set off by the hurricane almost swallowed her to the flesh and bones.

The phone that was supposed to be put back in place was clutched tightly by her, her dry lips were bitten by her and the skin was about to break, and countless words of explanation rolled in her throat like boiling water, and finally were extinguished by the silent wave in his eyes.

"I'm sorry." She squeezed the three words almost between her teeth, her eyelashes drooping, and the blood on her face faded.

Jiang Yuxiao's words are indeed right, no matter from which point of view, she should not use Yi Zeran's mobile phone privately, lovers can be intimate with each other, but some things must adhere to principles, such as privacy that should be respected.

Yi Zeran didn't speak, raised his arm and snatched the mobile phone in her hand, Xiao Luo's face became even more ugly, his thin shoulders trembled inadvertently, but the man threw the mobile phone on the bedside table in her burning gaze.

"You're right." Yi Zeran looked at her pale face, her warm palm brushed her bitten and bleeding lip, her rough fingertips rubbed against the broken skin, and the pain made her look up at his eyes, "You are my fiancée, whether it is good or bad, you are the person I have chosen, in other words, I will be planted in your hands for the rest of my life." ”

Xiao Luo's pupils widened, it was obvious that the man had heard their conversation, and even grasped each other's tones perfectly, her heart was still wrapped in suspicion and guilt, and she didn't even dare to look him in the eyes.

"Sleep." He sat up with responsibility and imprinted a light kiss on her forehead, "Wake up, and it's all over." ”

Xiao Luo was almost pulled by him and fell on the soft quilt, and the mobile phone that was thrown on the bedside table seemed to light up again, she saw it clearly, and unconsciously bit her lip again to stare at the light.

Yi Zeran also noticed, reached out and pressed the phone again, and the big hand covered her eyelashes strongly, and the shallow volume mixed with the vague smell of alcohol fell on the sensitive cells of her face.

"Luoluo, you care about Jiang Yuxiao very much."

Xiao Luo asked another question: "When did you wake up?" ”

A person landed on the side of her ear, and Xiao Luo shook his body, deliberately avoiding his lips and tongue.

"The moment you touched me, I woke up."

Xiao Luo blinked her eyes, she had always known that he was sleeping lightly, but she didn't expect that people who had drunk alcohol could be so alert, she knew why she bothered to take her mobile phone, thinking of this, her tone carried a hint of resentment, "Since you're awake, why do you want me to answer the phone?" ”

Yi Zeran caught up again, his hands were imprisoned on her shoulders, his hot and wet lips fell on her soft earlobes, and his voice was smiling faintly: "Because I want to know what you want to do...... Luoluo, you're jealous. ”

Xiao Luo lay down on the bed, letting his lips and tongue act recklessly in his territory, but in his heart because of his sour words, was she jealous?

Thinking of Yuan Muyi's hint, and thinking of Jiang Yuxiao's clues, she couldn't imagine that Yi Zeran would be able to handle the relationship between the three of them so calmly after knowing about that incident.

New love and old love, cut and untidy.

He kissed her lips, his warm tongue ignited all her complicated feelings like a flame, and tears slipped from his eyes in the shadow, and he kissed them patiently, "Luoluo, you are such a stupid girl who can't bear it." ”

A sentence made her tears fall frantically, maybe autumn was approaching, her originally not very developed tear ducts were stimulated by the sadness of the broken autumn, and the tears were out of control like a flood that had leaked the floodgates.

Yi Zeran had no choice, turned on the bedside lamp and wiped her tears while kissing her gentle eyebrows, her heart seemed to be melted by the hot tears and turned into a puddle of spring water.

"Don't cry, it's all my fault, why don't you hit me?"

Xiao Luo sobbed and hugged his neck, the hard teeth bit the skin of his neck, the sharp teeth drilled into the flesh little by little, and the stinging feeling provoked the man to hug her fiercely, until there was a faint smell of blood in her mouth, and she finally let go.