Ye Zheng patted the bed and moved it back, leaving a vacant space for Tang Tang.

Tang Tang has never seen such a thick-skinned person, since she was a child, in the circle she has been in contact with, everyone interacts with people with politeness and knows how to advance and retreat, although she understands that this is a kind of relationship alienation, but she has no sense of oppression. Even in school, the people she met were not like Ye Zheng, like an intruder.

She thought about it for a long time, and only the word scoundrel was worthy of him.

She has been pestered by him since last night, and the rhythm of her life has been disrupted by him all of a sudden.

She was a little annoyed: "One last time I asked you if you could leave?" ”

"Don't go!" Ye Zheng gave full play to the mental outlook that a scoundrel should have, and casually opened the quilt and covered his body.

Tang Tang's eyes bloomed with a strange light, and he muttered "Don't think about leaving if you don't leave", the hand that had been behind her back reached into the quilt, crackling and muffled, and the electric baton in her hand stunned Ye Zheng.

"You, you can really do it!" A second before he fainted, Ye Zheng stared at him and left a sentence in disbelief, and then he was completely silent.

The electric baton was prepared to catch the junior yesterday, but I didn't expect it to come in handy tonight.

Tang Tang waited for two minutes before throwing away the electric baton in her hand, her fingers probed Ye Zheng's snort, and after confirming that her breathing was normal, she lifted the quilt and inserted her hands from under Ye Zheng's armpits, wanting to drag him out.

Ye Zheng was unconscious, Tang Tang tossed for a quarter of an hour to get him to the door, and was just about to open the door and throw him out, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of four bags in the entrance, and when he opened it, he saw that it was the few clothes she had forgotten in the hotel.

It turned out that Ye Zheng was here to deliver her clothes.

Glancing at Ye Zheng lying on the ground, her conscience suddenly became uneasy. What an idiot. I said I was here to deliver clothes, so I didn't get a little electricity!

She stood in the doorway and hesitated for a moment, deciding to give him a way out.

It took a lot of effort to drag Ye Zheng to the sofa.

After thinking about it, she was still not at ease, so she took out a skipping rope from the drawer and tied his hands into twists. He took out two more towels and tied them together and tied them around his feet, and by the time she finished tossing, she was already sweating profusely.

She ran to the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came out, she saw him lying on the sofa with even breathing, so she completely relaxed and climbed into bed. As soon as she lay down, she felt that her waist was slammed by something cold, and when she felt it, she saw that it was the key that Xie Bacon handed to him, she thought about it and locked it in a drawer, and then lay down and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly woke up in a dream. Hurriedly ran to the sofa to see if he was dead.

He may have woken up halfway through, lying flat on his back, but now he has changed his position and curled up with his head in, sleeping soundly.

Tang Tang tiptoed to check the ropes tied to his hands and feet, and there was no sign of loosening, so she went back to the bedroom.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he got out of bed and took out a quilt from the cabinet and gently covered Ye Zheng's body.

He didn't wake up, the moonlight shining in through the window reflected on his face, and the thick eyelashes cast a dark shadow. Tang Tang stared at his face quietly in the dark, and time seemed to stand still.

**

Tang Tang slept for a long time. When I woke up again, the sunlight had already penetrated the curtains, and there was a dim light in the room. Her whole body felt as uncomfortable as if she was being tied, and she suddenly felt bad. When she opened her eyes, Ye Zheng stood in front of her, holding an electric baton in his hand and smiling harmlessly at her.

She looked down, and there was a feeling of dizziness in her cerebral cortex.

The rope used to tie Ye Zheng last night was now all on her, and obviously he was more professional, and he actually tied her like the heroine in an action movie, and the protruding parts were just right to be exposed outside the rope, which was more prominent than before.

"Ye Zheng, what do you want to do with a dead pervert?"