Chapter Ninety-Five: I Thought You Were Going to Die Outside
"I remember, you like to eat my cooking." Zhou Yinghuai got up and didn't care about the mess anymore, his eyebrows were cold and cold, his eyes fell on Jiang Tan's face, with the oppression of the superiors: "What, now Tan Tan doesn't like it?" ”
His tone was gentle, even gentle, but Jiang Tan was in this middle of this, and he heard a hint of coldness.
Yes, it's that she Jiang Tan doesn't know the blessing in the blessing, and she doesn't know how to lift.
"I don't like it now." Jiang Tan said calmly: "People will change, Zhou Yinghuai, I am no longer the person who will be moved by an innocuous meal." ”
Zhou Yinghuai still looked at Jiang Tan with a calm face, Jiang Tan's words were harsh and ugly, but the matter had come to this, what he couldn't hear, he could bear anything.
"I won't be moved by this, yes, so you only care about Dawn now?" In the cramped kitchen, Zhou Yinghuai looked down at Jiang Tan.
The latter has thin shoulders and looks weak, but it contains persistence and strength that cannot be ignored.
"Then if I can do something for the dawn, will you look up at me a few times?"
Zhou Yinghuai was really asking.
Jiang Tan felt that everything was very complicated.
She took a deep breath, took a step back, looked at Zhou Yinghuai, and her eyes were calm: "Zhou Yinghuai, you really don't have to do anything, because I don't need you to do anything, if you want to fall in love, we just fall in love, no one is in love, you need to dictate each other's lives." ”
"Your love is so clear?" Zhou Yinghuai sneered lightly, with self-deprecation: "Or is it that now you Jiang Tan will only be so clear if you fall in love with me?" ”
"Zhou Yinghuai, I haven't been in love with anyone else!" Jiang Tan's tone was irritable.
After she finished speaking, she also noticed that she had a bad attitude, she was stunned for a moment, and then pursed her lips, and her voice was gentle: "I have some other things, I'll go and rest first, and you should rest early." ”
Zhou Yinghuai didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Tan.
He thought that living in Jiang Tan's house might be just the first step, this step is not beautiful, and every step after it will only be more difficult.
No matter how much he wanted Jiang Tan to change his mind, many things could not be solved for a while.
Jiang Tan's heart knot is difficult to solve.
The affairs of the Zhou family are difficult to manage.
Everything is in a hurry.
Not long after Song Zhaozhao sent Jiang Tan away, there was another knock on the door.
Song Zhaozhao grabbed his unkempt hair and muttered to open the door: "Did you forget to take something?" Jiang Tan, how can you lose three or four?"
Halfway through the sentence, it came to an abrupt end.
Outside the door, Zheng Heng looked at her expressionlessly.
In Song Zhaozhao's view, after not seeing him for many days, Zheng Dagongzi's demeanor has not diminished, and he is still moving and gorgeous.
Song Zhaozhao has seen many men, the stars on the posters, the white-clothed school grass in the university, the exotic deep faces, and the innocent and cute teenagers.
Song Zhaozhao has seen many, many people.
But Zheng Heng belongs to another class, he has arrogance and nobility, the kind of cold arrogance that is hidden and concealed under the casual temperament, plus he is too beautiful, and his eyebrows and eyes are too gorgeous, which is even more difficult to capture.
Zheng Heng's good-looking is a very aggressive beauty and refinement.
At this moment, Song Zhaozhao looked at Zheng Heng, and all the language systems crashed in an instant.
And Zheng Heng obviously didn't intend to give her a chance to speak, he held her face and kissed her deeply, the breath of the two was entangled, and it was inseparable.
Zheng Heng pinched her jaw, pried her teeth with the tip of his tongue, and made the kiss to the extreme.
Song Zhaozhao almost lost all his ability to parry, and he was defeated and retreated, and he didn't know when he was already blocked between the wall and Zheng Heng.
The rescue raised her chin, his eyes were faint, with a little casual smile, his bright eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, slowly, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, and he said, "Song Zhaozhao, do you still know to come back?" I thought you were going to die outside. ”
Sure enough, it was a waste of appearance, a waste of temperament, and the words that came out were extremely ugly.
Song Zhaozhao smiled slightly, hooked Zheng Heng's neck, in the man's slightly changing complexion, she leaned forward, almost attached to his body, her eyes lingered, and said slowly: "Zheng Heng, if I die outside, are you kissing a dead person now?" ”
Zheng Heng's face changed.
Song Zhaozhao didn't care about him, and continued to take care of himself: "Or do you have some unsavory habits?" ”
"Song Zhaozhao!"
"Don't call me that, I'm not deaf, I can hear me!" Song Zhaozhao couldn't pretend anymore, she pushed Zheng Heng away, and said impatiently: "The two of us are okay now, before I call the police, you get out by yourself." ”
Song Zhaozhao's eviction order was so faceless.
Zheng Heng's young master's temper was aroused, he sneered, and sat directly on the sofa on the side, "One day husband and wife Bairien, Song Zhaozhao, do you have a little conscience, such a big night, you just let me go?" ”
Song Zhaozhao feels that most of the time, Zheng Heng is like a spoiled child.
He is really too smooth all the way, he wants the wind to be windy, and he wants the rain to be rainy, so he will be so unrelenting in the face of people and things that violate him.
Song Zhaozhao doesn't think that there is a relationship between this and love.
She frowned and looked at Zheng Heng, "You're really not leaving, are you?" ”
"I'm not leaving."
"Zheng Heng, don't say that I didn't give you face, if you don't leave, I will directly warn you, your behavior just now is already sexual harassment."
Zheng Heng simply laughed angrily, he looked at Song Zhaozhao, and his voice was raised: "Okay, I want to see if you report it!" ”
It turned out that Song Zhaozhao was a person who could not stand the anger, and twenty minutes later, the police walked in.
Zheng Heng's face was pale, and he looked at Song Zhaozhao, who looked indifferent, shrugged his shoulders, and said to the police: "Uncle policeman, this is the person who trespassed into the house in the middle of the night, and now he refuses to leave!" ”
"Sir, please come with us." The police are on business.
Zheng Heng wanted to be angry, but suddenly got up with a chuckle, walked to the police, and let them take him away without saying a word.
Song Zhaozhao personally sent the three to the door, and without saying a word, he closed the door and locked it.
Her heart was pounding, and it was really exciting to find the police for the first time in her life.
That night, at the Ningcheng Police Station, Zhou Yinghuai appeared in the night and took away Zheng Heng, who was looking like a vegetable.
The latter didn't say a word until he got into the car.
Zhou Yinghuai opened his mouth, his voice was indifferent: "Why don't you let your assistant pick you up?" Zheng Heng, my time is precious. ”