Ni Chenghuan smelled the clean and clear smell on his body, and said sullenly: "You changed the shower gel, I don't like it." ”

Sheng Jing lowered her eyebrows, stared at the top of her hair for half a second, then raised her hand and ruthlessly ripped her away, "I came out to throw garbage, not to pick up garbage." ”

Ni Chenghuan was like a piece of kraft candy, refusing to let go of him, "Why are you always so indifferent..."

Sheng Jing sneered, "Always? He straightened her face and forced her to look up at him, "I'm just treating you the way you used to treat me." ”

"Now do you know how annoying you used to be?"

Ni Chenghuan looked at the coldness in his eyes, and his voice was a little choked: "But I found that I can't live without you, what should I .....do?"

She just deserved it, if she had been firm and didn't have so many distracting thoughts, maybe she wouldn't have hurt and tortured each other like now.

Sheng Jing was slightly stunned when he heard this, stared at her face for three seconds, and then pulled her away, "That's also your business, it has nothing to do with me." ”

With that, he turned and went into the house.

Ni Chenghuan stood in place for a long time, and the warm yellow light in the room came out, falling on the steps, a little warm, but when it fell on her, there was a trace of it.

Doberman, who was in the room, ran out, rubbed his head against her legs, made a small snort, and then crouched at her feet, quietly watching the ants move.

Ni Chenghuan looked at the dog squatting at his feet and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sure enough, her head will not be sober when she drinks, she is really not suitable for the set of grief and sorrow, and it is okay to use it occasionally, but Sheng Jing obviously does not eat it.

She crouched down, picked up the leash on the floor, led the dog inside, and closed the door.

The familiar feeling in the house made her feel at ease.

Although Sheng Jing was a little indifferent, he still cared about the old feelings and left a door for her.

She didn't go upstairs, but slept on the couch all night.

Sheng Jing didn't seem to want to see her very much now, even if she squeezed into his room, he would throw her out, and besides, she was so sleepy that she just wanted to lie down and sleep.

When she woke up in the morning, she touched something covered in hair in a daze, and she was so frightened that she woke up instantly, and the cat in her arms looked at her blankly when she heard the movement.

"Meow~" It stretched out its paw and touched her face.

Ni Chenghuan got up with it in his arms, glanced at the sky outside, raised his hand and smoothed the kitten's hair, because of the hangover, his voice was a little hoarse: "Morning." ”

"Meow~" It rubbed into her arms again.

Ni Chenghuan smiled, "You don't dislike the smell of wine in my body." ”

"Meow~"

As soon as the words fell, the door opened, and Sheng Jing walked in in a sportswear, sweat soaked his clothes, sticking to his body, there was a hint of flirtation.

Ni Chenghuan tilted his head to look over, yawned, and said good morning to him.

Sheng Jing glanced at her, but didn't answer her, but went straight upstairs.

Ni Chenghuan put down the cat, quickly got up and stopped in front of him, and smiled, "You left the door for me last night, why?" ”

Sheng Jing looked at her sleeping face with marks on her face, as well as her unkempt appearance, and said lightly: "I'm afraid that you will die at the door of my house, it's ugly." ”

His tone was mean and harsh, but in Ni Chenghuan's ears, there was a little bit of listening.

She smiled and asked, "Are you worried about me?" ”

Sheng Jing frowned slightly, and dropped a sentence: "Don't be sentimental." Then he turned and went upstairs.

Ni Chenghuan smiled and followed behind him, she didn't believe that she was self-inflicted.

Walking to the second floor, Sheng Jing turned his head, looked at her, and wrinkled his eyebrows: "The way you look upside down now, it's really cheap." ”

Ni Chenghuan walked up the last step and approached him, with a smile in his eyes, "But you obviously like it very much, don't you?" ”

Sheng Jing looked at her disheveled clothes and exposed shoulders, the expression in her eyes darkened, but she chuckled: "No man likes a disobedient woman." ”

Ni Chenghuan looked at him, "How obedient do you have to be obedient?" ”

Sheng Jing said coldly: "It's okay, don't come to me, dislike it." ”

Ni Chenghuan took his hand, put it in his hand and squeezed it, "But I can't help it, what should I do?" ”

"If you are sick, go to the doctor." Sheng Jing ripped off his hand, turned around and entered the master bedroom, and slammed the door shut.

Ni Cheng smiled, Sheng Jing was indeed difficult to chase, but it still had some effect, and she was in a good mood.