"Lingering."

Zhou Jing'an's voice with a bit of alcohol fell on Chen Yu's neck, and his big palm clasped her thin waist.

Through the faint light of the street lamp outside the window, she could be seen kneeling on the bed, her long hair falling like a waterfall, hiding half of her face in shadow.

"Woo......"

"Lingering ......"

Another low voice sounded in her ears, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of Chen Yu's eyes, dipped in his fingers, and the misery added a little charm.

She's not curling.

She wanted to tell Zhou Jing'an, but the other party didn't give her a chance at all.

Focus only on making her submit to his hands.

In an instant, her breath was suffocated, and her tears were forgotten.

He was still shouting "curling".

After Chen Yu was let go, the sound of flushing sounded in the bathroom.

She lay limply on the covers, curled up in a ball.

Chen Yu's tears wet the pillow, biting her red lip, and there were traces on her body.

After Zhou Jingan came out in a bathrobe, he lit a cigarette, bit the end of the cigarette and glanced at the woman on the bed, and turned on the bedroom light casually.

Hearing the sound of "pop", Chen Yu tensed.

looked at Zhou Jing'an defensively.

He crossed his legs and sat on the chair next to him: "What are you looking for me tonight?" ”

It's cold, it's not like the person who was screaming on the bed just now, like someone who wanted to kill her.

Calm as if she knew from the beginning that the woman in the bed was her.

Chen Yu hugged the quilt, her eyes were red, and her voice was weak: "My sister said that my job has been confirmed, but the details are not clear, let me come to you to ask." ”

"Huh." Zhou Jingan sneered: "Asked about the bed in my bedroom?" ”

Chen Yu bit her lip, tears swirled in her eyes again, and her voice became quieter: "It's obvious that you are drunk......"

Just when the two were at a stalemate, there was a noise outside the door, and the voice of the old man of the Zhou family sounded.

"What's going on, I'll see what's going on?"

Chen Yu's face turned pale, the quilt was covered a little tightly, and she seemed to have to look at Zhou Jing'an for help, and her body was trembling.

Zhou Jing'an got up irritably and snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Go over and open the door.

Through the gap around him, Chen Yu saw the old man of the Zhou family.

He has kind eyebrows, silver hair, reading glasses, and crutches.

Glancing directly at her, "Yo, this is ...... Is the raw rice cooked to maturity? When to get married? ”

Zhou Jingan frowned: "No." ”

Chen Yu's hand holding the quilt slowly tightened, her breathing was suffocated, and her finger joints were white.

Luckily, it didn't end.

If she marries Zhou Jing'an, what should her sister do......

Her tears began to bubble up again, falling on the quilt, and they were all wet.

Old Man Zhou raised his crutches and slammed it at Zhou Jing'an's body: "You dare!" Thirty-year-old, still not married? If you don't get married, you go to become a monk? Tomorrow at noon, I want to see the marriage certificate! ”

"Otherwise, go to the furnace in the crematorium and turn me over!"

After speaking, he didn't give Zhou Jingan a chance to refute, turned around and left.

I didn't even see if the woman on the bed was Chen Yu or my sister Chen Yu.

After the old man left, it was quiet again, and Zhou Jingan glanced at Chen Yu: "Remember to take medicine, and I'll let the driver send you back when you clean up later." ”

After two indifferent sentences, he walked out of the bedroom.

Chen Yu wiped away her tears, but the tears didn't seem to flow cleanly.

She was inexplicably put to sleep.

Or by her sister's fiancé.

The cold and noble man is like a beast on the bed, swallowing her little by little, and does not give her a chance to struggle.

She didn't even know what to do with her sister.

Chen Yu was continuing to wipe her tears when her phone rang.

The caller ID is Chen Yuan.