He didn't know how many times he had come, maybe three, maybe four.

All in all, he didn't get out of her until he was completely happy.

Tired to exhaustion, he supported his tiredness, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came back, he glanced at her curled up on the bed, didn't speak, and directly lifted the quilt on the other half of the bed, fell down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This sleep, Han Zhi fell asleep until dawn and woke up.

The end of a hangover and indulgence is exhaustion and a splitting headache.

Han Zhihui rubbed his temples, frowned tightly and slowed down for a while before he barely came to his senses.

Propping up his upper body, Han Zhi glanced to the side, and the other half of the bed was empty, and there was no trace of Cheng Weitai.

He frowned slightly, didn't think deeply about where Cheng Weiwan went, only felt that she should be accompanying her son now, touched her mobile phone, glanced at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and there was still a meeting in the company at ten o'clock, Han Zhihui lifted the quilt and entered the bathroom barefoot.

After washing, Han Zhihui walked to the makeup mirror wrapped in a bathrobe, he picked up the hair dryer, and was just about to blow his hair, when he saw Cheng Weiwan's figure out of the corner of his eye.

She wore a long white dress and leaned on the railing of the balcony, her head held high, staring at the bright sunlight and not knowing what she was looking at.

Her back was thin, and the wind blew her skirt and long hair in all directions.

Han Zhihui pressed the switch of the hair dryer for a moment, he stared at Cheng Weiwan for a while, and put the hair dryer down.

She seemed to hear the movement and turned her head to look at him.

She touched his figure, bit the corner of her lip, then lowered her gaze and slowly turned to face him.

"Have you finished your shower?"

She actually took the initiative to speak, a little to Han Zhihui's surprise, a surprise flashed in his eyes, and after a while, he nodded lightly at her.

She didn't speak.

He turned on the hair dryer and blew his hair.

The sound of whirring sound can be heard in every corner of the bedroom.

When it was halfway through the blow, Han Zhihui turned off the hair dryer and said to Cheng Weiwan, who had been looking at him and wanted to stop talking: "Something?" ”

"Hmm......" Cheng Weiwan replied softly, as if thinking about how to say the next words, he was silent for a moment before moving his lips again: "...... Hanhan is fine now, even the oral medicine has been stopped now, and Dr. Luo comes to the house every day to check Hanhan, saying that he is almost fully recovered now, I think...... I should have moved from you too......"

Han Zhihui held the fingertips of the hair dryer and stiffened slightly.

The first time she came to his house and spoke to him was to move from him?

This should have been what he said to her...... And now it has come out of her mouth......

Han Zhihui didn't know if he was angry that she was the first to leave, or if he was angry that she was going to leave, his gaze sank.

"I've packed up all my things, I'll tell you, I'll go see Hanhan later, and I'll ......leave after he takes a nap."

"Let's go?" Before Cheng Weiwan finished speaking, Han Zhi suddenly threw the hair dryer on the dresser: "You owe me, have you paid it off?" Just want to go? ”

"Don't forget, how the deal between us was negotiated at the beginning, you sleep with me once, I will let you stay with my son for a day, pay off what you owe me, and then get out!"