"The person who was blown away by this wind said that he didn't love him deeply......" Song Huayi's mobile phone rang, and Zhan Shaoyin looked up when he heard the sound, only to find that she was asleep.

The phone was placed next to her pillow, and the ringtone was not loud, and she did not respond at all.

Zhan Shaoyin got up and went over to pick up the phone, it was a delivery man calling.

I went downstairs and took the takeaway, the portion was not small, and it seemed that I ordered his share.

After carrying the takeaway upstairs, looking at her in her sleep, Zhan Shaoyin stood by the bed and hesitated, deciding not to wake her up.

On the big night, eating these things didn't do her any good.

I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep just now, but now I sleep soundly.

Zhan Shaoyin put the takeaway bag in his hand on the table by the window, and finished the rest of the work in his hand, and the time was not early.

Standing on the edge of the bed and looking down at her well-behaved sleeping with the quilt, just looking at this appearance, I can't imagine how restless she is when she sleeps at night.

However, even though Zhan Shaoyin knew that she liked to "practice martial arts" in the bed at night, he didn't want to carry her back to her own room at the moment.

After that night, no one mentioned anything about it, and the relationship between her and him went back to "co-housing".

She may not remember anything when she was drunk that night, but he clearly knows what he has done, and he clearly remembers the wonderful.

Looking at the girl who was in his bed at the moment, he really wanted to relive the beauty of that night, but he was reluctant to bully her.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her eyebrows, and his phrase "Ronghua is like a peach and plum" at that time was not a matter of words, and he felt that such a compliment was very appropriate for her.

She is not the kind of appearance that makes people amazing at first glance, but the more she looks at it, the more comfortable she becomes, her white cheeks are slightly cherry red, and she has a youth that belongs to her age.

Especially when I saw her smile, I would be fascinated by it.

It seemed to be something that would be addictive, and there was no way for him to quit her.

The hand unconsciously stretched out to her slightly baby fat cheek, and the thumb and fingertips slid gently along her eyebrows, as if stroking a delicate ceramic that was easily broken, and the bottom of her eyes was full of love.

In her sleep, she seemed to sense his touch, and turned her head as she turned her back to him.

Zhan Shaoyin was afraid of waking her up, so his eyes were full of love and looked down at her like an old father, and then he reached out and straightened the quilt and got into it himself.

Stretching out his arm and gently pulling her into the crook of his arm, he sniffed the scent of her hair and closed his eyes.

A group of villas along the river, in a two-story villa near the shore.

On the glass-enclosed curved balcony, the woman's waist-length curly hair was scattered on the leather chair back cushions, dressed in a thin purple silk nightdress, a knitted shawl draped over her shoulders, fingers dyed with red nails, pinching the legs of a goblet glass, and staring blankly at the night under the street lamp outside the window.

There was the sound of a car outside the house, and the woman's eyes moved, she put down the wine glass in her hand, reached out and lifted the shawl that had slipped off her shoulder, and walked to the door in her slippers.

Without waiting for someone outside to open the door or knock on the door, the woman opened the door first.

"Ma'am."

When the man saw him, he greeted him respectfully.

Luo Yiqian nodded lightly, looked at Zhan Jinchen, who was held by the man and couldn't even walk steadily, stood silent for a few seconds, turned sideways to get out of the way into the house, and said lightly: "Help him in." ”

The man nodded and did so, helped Zhan Jinchen to the sofa in the room, and when he turned his head and looked at Luo Yiqian without saying anything, he heard her say, "I'm sorry for you, you go back-->>."

bar. ”

The man didn't say much, turned and closed the door and left.

This time, Luo Yiqian didn't ask him again why he drank and how much he drank.

Obviously, this is not the first time that Zhan Jinchen has been sent home drunk unconscious, and Luo Yiqian seems to have been used to it for a long time.

"Xing'er ......" he was drunk, and shouted the girl's name out of his mouth.

I've heard it countless times, but each time it's harsher and harsher.

Luo Yiqian once thought that he and that girl were really as the outside world said, just the relationship between the owner and the lover.

After getting married, she also personally confirmed that the girl had gone abroad and had no contact with him again.

So she thought that as long as the girl disappeared from his life, he would slowly accept the marriage and slowly fall in love with her.

And after a long marriage, she discovers a terrible message - he and the girl are not just about money and flesh, he loves her.

From the fact that when he was drunk several times, he affectionately called her "Xing'er", which can prove how important that girl is in his heart.

If it weren't for the stable development of the company, he might have filed for divorce from her and ran to pursue his own love.

When Luo Yiqian was disheartened, she also thought about taking the initiative to file for divorce, but the unwillingness in her heart made her never make such a determination.

She finally married him, even if it was like this, although it was not happy, but it would not be enough to watch him marry her.

He bent down and took off the leather shoes on his feet, placed them neatly by the entrance, took his slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them on the side of the sofa.

His room was locked, and she couldn't get in, so she took the quilt from her own bed and put it over him.

After standing by the sofa for a long time, he turned around and turned off the crystal chandelier on the top of the living room, leaving only the floor lamp next to the sofa, and then went back to his room.

Lying in bed and staying up in the dark and cold night, hoping that the sky would light up soon...... The night was deep and quiet, and the cool white moonlight shone through the window into the bedroom.

On the originally static and picturesque big bed, one side of the quilt was suddenly arched, and the cold wind poured into the quilt.

Zhan Shaoyin woke up from her sleep, thinking that she had started to "practice martial arts" again in the middle of the night, but just reached out and sent the quilt to her.

But seeing her sit up, she said in a confused voice: "Barbecue ......" Zhan Shaoyin thought she was dreaming, and pressed her body to try to make her fall asleep again, but the desire to eat made her very stubborn: "What about the takeout I ordered?"

Did you call? ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "......" You said she wasn't sober, she still remembered that she ordered takeout; You say she's sober, how can she do such a thing as waking up at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night to find a barbecue?

She wiped her phone on the pillow and couldn't find her, then she reached for the bedside and quickly found the light switch.

"Bang-" The dazzling light turned on, Zhan Shaoyin squinted and sat up, watching Song Huayi reach out and pick up the mobile phone on the bedside, and when he saw that there was no missed call, he turned his head and asked him, "How long have I been sleeping?"

Did anyone call? ”

There were three points of exhaustion and seven points of helplessness in Zhan Shaoyin's tone: "Look at what time it is." ”

Song Huayi was stunned for a moment, and then immediately glanced at his phone again, "It's four o'clock?"

？ ”

When he was surprised, he looked at Zhan Shaoyin, who was half-open at the neckline of his nightgown at the moment, and then looked around, confirming that it was in his room.

reacted that it was him sharing the bed just now, and Song Huayi couldn't speak: "You, you, you...... Why don't you wake me up? ”