Ye Zhenzhen raised her hand and took away the cigarette, "When did you learn to smoke!" She pressed out the cigarette butt hard, "You don't learn well at a young age."
Ye Mao didn't dare to light up the cigarette again. Continue to ask: "Sister, I received a call looking for you before. What happened to you? You can't hide it from me."
"Did he say who he was?" Ye Zhenzhen wondered. .
"It's a man." Ye Mao shook his head, "But he didn't say his name, and he didn't say what I wanted to do with you."
Ye Zhenzhen racked her brains and couldn't guess. Who is looking for her, "Maybe it's a scam call, just ignore him."
Outside the window, dark clouds enveloped Yuncheng. The heavy rain came and pattered on the glass.
The rain has been falling for an hour and shows no sign of stopping.
"Sister, I don't know when the rain will stop. Xiaoqian and I are going back." Ye Mao stood up.
"I'm going to buy you an umbrella. It's raining so hard. You'll catch a cold."
"Don't you have an umbrella?" Ye Mao walked straight to the closet and took out the oil paper. Umbrella, "Use this."
Ye Zhenzhen ran over, reached out and grabbed the umbrella, "I'll buy you a new one, wait for me."
Ye Mao had a look on his face Strange, it’s just an umbrella, just a tool to protect yourself from the rain.
The drainage system of private houses is not very good, and the accumulated rain on the ground collects into small lakes.
After just a few steps downstairs, Ye Zhenzhen’s pants were splashed with water.
It was already half past nine in the evening when I bought an umbrella and sent Ye Mao and Wang You off.
She stood on the balcony for a long time.
I worked the evening shift today. When I woke up, it was already half past one. She took a shower and put the trash at the door.
Without paying attention, there was a "bang!" sound from the draft, shutting her out.
In public, she made all the phone calls she could. As a last resort, she dialed Wen Baijing's number.
After the evening shift, Wen Baijing took her back to the flat floor in the city center.
Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, the city’s bright stars are within reach. All the lakes and mountains lie at your feet.
The interior decoration is minimalist and low-key, and the furniture is all from the Italian brand poliform.
Ye Zhenzhen stood in the living room, at a loss.
"You sleep in the master bedroom tonight." Wen Baijing's face was watery, with no emotion at all.
Hearing this, she subconsciously widened her eyes, her heart was shaken, and she asked straightforwardly and honestly: "Then where do you sleep?"
"This is my home. You asked me where to sleep?" Wen Baijing paused and said frankly: "I will sleep in the second bedroom."
He found a bath towel and a white shirt and handed them to Ye Zhenzhen. I don’t have a bathrobe here. You can put on my shirt first.” Seeing her no reaction, he said, “If you’re used to sleeping naked, you don’t have to wear it.”
Ye Zhenzhen's cheeks felt hot, and she took the bath towel and shirt with the mentality that it's better to act in a hurry than to do nothing. It would be nice to have a place to sleep tonight and go back to her rental house tomorrow.
"Then I..."
Ye Zhenzhen hugged the bath towel and Wen Baijing exited the master bedroom in a wise manner.
Walking into the bathroom, the water from the constant-temperature shower is as soft and delicate as drizzle.
Ye Zhenzhen stood under the shower and was a little distracted. In my memory, Wen Baijing gave me the impression of being cold and distant when we first met him, but after getting to know him well, he was very warm. But now he is even more stern than before.
After taking a shower, she stood in front of the mirror and put on her shirt. A familiar scent of pine and cypress quietly came to her, wrapping her tightly in it.
Gently pulling up her collar, she slowly lowered her head and took a deep breath, the intoxicating smell filling her nostrils.
There was a knock on the door, and Ye Zhenzhen woke up from her dream.
Wen Baijing stood at the door wearing a gray bathrobe, carrying a bottle of red wine, shaking the cup in his hand, "Drink something?"
The loose white shirt lined the leaves. Zhen Zhen became thinner and thinner. She sat on the sofa and pulled down her white shirt.
Wen Baijing sat one meter away from her. His tone was calm, as if he was asking the other party if he had eaten, but his words were a bit helpless and sad, "Have you ever wanted to But you will be worried and anxious if I can't find you?"
After that, he drank the red wine in the glass.
Ye Zhenzhen sat elegantly, with her slender white legs folded together and her hands covering her thighs.
Ye Zhenzhen felt a little surprised in her heart. She picked up the cup and drank the red wine slowly. She lowered her eyelids and did not dare to look directly into his eyes. She said with a cautious reserve in her guilt, "I'm sorry."
Wen Baijing's eyes darkened and his brows furrowed slightly, as if there was anger hiding in his throat. He tilted his head back to swallow the wine and slammed the glass down on the walnut table.
He turned his head slightly to light the cigarette and slowly blew out the smoke ring, "Ye Zhenzhen, you regret going to the nightclub, right?"
The smoke was hazy between them. .
Ye Zhenzhen took a big gulp of red wine, swallowed the surging sadness in her stomach with a wry smile, nodded and said bluntly: "Yes, I regret it."
Countless dreams came back to her at midnight. I woke up from a nightmare for the first time, and when I woke up, my clothes were soaked with regret. The wet regret was like a heavy winter coat that could not be wrung out no matter how hard she tried.
"What did you say?" Wen Baijing seemed to be hit hard when he heard her say this. The chill in his voice made people feel like they fell into an ice cellar. "Are you regretful?"
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After a few glasses of wine, Ye Zhenzhen's face turned red, her eyes began to blur, and she tilted her head to look at Wen Baijing with a blank look on her face.Wasn't he the one who persuaded her to leave the nightclub in the first place?
Wen Baijing closed his eyes tightly, anger rising in his throat. He suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at her, "Ye Zhenzhen..."
Wen Baijing stretched out his hand to lift Ye Zhenzhen's chin, the anger in his eyes gradually faded away, and a slight fire appeared.
The person he was looking for day and night was right under his nose, but he was kept in the dark and had no idea at all.
He smiled, but there was no hint of joy, it was more like he was mocking himself.
Ye Zhenzhen's plump lips were slightly raised, revealing a touch of unintentional temptation.
She closed her eyes lightly and turned her head to try to get rid of Wen Baijing's control. Wen Baijing leaned close to her face and kissed her lips roughly, her soft lips feeling slightly hot.
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly opened her eyes wide, stretched out her palms and tried to push Wen Baijing away. But she couldn't push it, so she had no choice but to dodge left and right, leaning backwards.
"Go away..."
Wen Baijing didn't want to wait any longer, so he didn't want to wait and see.
He wanted to take shortcuts and occupy her heart as quickly as possible.
He wanted every drop of steam in her heart to be signed with his name.
He wanted to tear off the disguise of a gentleman and make Ye Zhenzhen unable to leave him again.
Before she could finish speaking, Wen Baijing pressed her lips to hers.
The faint smell of tobacco attracted Ye Zhenzhen, and her drunkenness became more intense.
Wen Baijing twisted her earlobe and said in a low voice:
"I said, I am not a gentleman."
The snow-capped mountains are cold and cold. The wind carries the pines and cypresses around.
"You can't do this to me..."
Wen Baijing was slightly startled and stopped further action.
Ye Zhenzhen half-closed her eyes and slowly relaxed her body.
In just two seconds, Wen Baijing fixed her wrists above her head and intensified.
I don’t know how long it took.
Ye Zhenzhen stood up and staggered to the bathroom. He closed the frosted glass door and leaned weakly against the marble wall.
It all happened so fast that she was caught off guard and unprepared.
The bathroom door opened from the outside, and Wen Baijing walked in.
"Let's wash together..."
Naturally, he didn't want to take a shower.
Ye Zhenzhen was carried out of the bathroom, and she was in a trance in Wen Baijing's arms. After not seeing each other for several months, Wen Baijing was no longer gentle. In the past, he respected her and never acted frivolously.
Lying on the bed, Wen Baijing held her in his arms, lowered his head and asked, "Have you...ever thought about me?"
Wen Baijing's warm breath touched her ears. , Ye Zhenzhen pursed her lips and refused to speak. Ye Zhenzhen misses him, but not like this.scene.
Ye Zhenzhen’s wrists were tightly clamped. She was like a drunken shrimp and had no strength to break free.
Her heart was trembling, and she begged angrily, "Don't do this..."
Her messy hair was full of ambiguity, and Ye Zhenzhen, who was in a white dress, was more beautiful than the snow. Because of this, Bai Jing changed into another person.
The huge contrast made Wen Baijing unable to control himself and went crazy.
After these days of suffering, Wen Baijing now wants to get Benjili back.
In the early morning, the early autumn light came through the gap in the curtains, and a ray of sunlight passed through Ye Zhenzhen's long eyelashes.
It seemed like she had only slept for a while before dawn, and her whole body was sore and weak. Everything in front of me was strange, including the man on the pillow.
Wen Baijing breathed evenly, but his eyebrows were still distant and cold. Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously held her breath and gently rubbed her numb arms.
The man slowly opened his eyes and his hands began to move around again.
Ye Zhenzhen held the hand, shook her head and refused, "Don't..." She begged for mercy with a trembling tone.
Ling Wen Baijing's blood rushed straight to his forehead.
Wen Baijing's wild breath blew in her ears, "Ye Zhenzhen..."
"Are you refusing to welcome me?"