Wen Baijing's kiss was so fierce that she felt short of breath, and the oxygen was so thin that she felt a little chest tight and suffocated.
They were like two fireballs embracing each other, blazing hot, with heat waves rolling in.
"Zhen Zhen, have you ever thought about me?"
Wen Baijing asked softly in her ear when she was emotional. His voice was deep and magnetic, and every word was like a blazing flame.
The warm breath brushed against her skin, a numbing feeling spread throughout her body, and her lips couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Take good care of your health!"
The lingering and melancholy scene came to an abrupt end. Wen Baijing turned over and lay on the bed, holding back the unspeakable emotions. impulse.
The fire was raging, but it was extinguished by the heavy rain falling from the sky, and a few wisps of white smoke emerged reluctantly.
Ye Zhenzhen's breathing gradually became calmer, and her heartbeat also became steady. She turned sideways, propped her head on her elbows, and looked at Wen Baijing tenderly.
"One evening, I was at Phoenix Lake and smelled your scent. Suddenly, I thought you were nearby, so I stopped and looked for it for a long time." Ye Zhenzhen sighed softly, He said in a low mood: "But I didn't find you, maybe I was hallucinating."
The sense of loss that day came back, filling the air around him, and the bitter taste was like eating bitter almonds by mistake. Not scattered.
Wen Baijing took her hand and kissed the back of her hand, their fingers clasped together.
"One day, I heard someone calling your name in the coffee shop. I turned around and realized it was not you." Wen Baijing pulled her over and hugged her into his arms, "It's okay."
Fortunately, they are still with each other at this moment. Fortunately, the thoughts were so deafening that they finally heard. Fortunately, I got what I wanted.
The corners of Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were inexplicably sour. She was always so fragile and vulnerable next to Wen Baijing, and she couldn't help crying because of her pretentiousness.
Her reason was inexplicably defeated by her sensibility. Wen Baijing was her heart-stimulating drug and her hallucinogen, which rekindled her hope and beauty, and made her heart beat so fast that she wanted to die.
It is both an antidote and a poison, but she can't live without it.
Ye Zhenzhen said softly in his arms: "I have never regretted knowing you, not before, not now, not in the future."
Wen Baijing Without saying anything, he smiled bitterly and hugged her tighter.
The phone rang suddenly, and when she didn’t answer it, the ringing tone kept repeating over and over again.
The ambiguous and sweet atmosphere was broken, and the two of them looked at Ye Zhenzhen's mobile phone at the same time.
She struggled to push Wen Baijing away, trying to take a look at the screen.
Wen Baijing glanced at the remark name: Lin Luoyu.
He couldn't help but frown, his expression a little serious. He let go of the struggling man in his arms and looked at Ye Zhenzhen sharply.Get up and walk towards the door.
Ye Zhenzhen got up, picked up her phone and took a closer look, her heart suddenly sank. She understood that Wen Baijing must be angry.
When she picked up the phone, she was in a daze and couldn't answer the call. It's too ambiguous to answer calls from other men so late at night.
In the living room, Wen Baijing lit a cigarette, raised his hand and took a deep breath. The smoke he exhaled covered him heavily, isolating him from the spacious living room.
The smoke between his teeth produced an inexplicable bitterness that spread to the base of his tongue.
Ye Zhenzhen put down her phone and walked to the living room with her slippers on. The strong smell of smoke made her unable to stop coughing. She choked on the smoke, and her lungs felt like they had been stabbed with steel needles.
She covered her mouth and nose, half-bowed her body, and came to Wen Baijing's side with difficulty.
Gently pulled Wen Baijing's sleeves, ready to show weakness and ask for forgiveness.
Wen Baijing ignored her show of weakness, raised his hand to avoid it casually, and then turned his body to the other side, with his back to her.
Wen Baijing was so angry that he kept smoking. The smoke spread and covered his expression.
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Ye Zhenzhen was choked and squatted down, coughing heartbreakingly. She didn't know how to coax Wen Baijing for a moment, and she wasn't willing to let him smoke to death.
Ye Zhenzhen held on to her strength and stood up to grab Wen Baijing's cigarette.
"Stop smoking, okay?"
She shed big tears due to the smoke, and her eyes were bloodshot.
Wen Baijing was startled when he saw this, and finally couldn't bear it. He helped her up and said in a light voice with a hint of coldness, "Go to bed early! Don't you have to go to work tomorrow?"
Ye Zhenzhen covered her chest and held her breath, her voice was a little hoarse. "We really have nothing, can you believe me?"
"Go to sleep! Leave me alone for a while." Wen Baijing was unmoved and was not prepared to listen to her explanation.
"I don't want it! If you don't listen to my explanation, I won't sleep!" Ye Zhenzhen's stubborn temper rose again, and she didn't want Wen Baijing to misunderstand.
"You should go to bed early." Wen Baijing was a little impatient. He replied as calmly as he could, smelling of cigarette smoke.
"Can you believe me?" Ye Zhenzhen held his hand and looked at him aggrievedly, as if tears would burst into her eyes in the next second.
"Can you please leave me alone!" Wen Baijing looked serious, and the coldness in his voice became a little more serious.
Ye Zhenzhen asked weakly: "Can you not be angry..."
Wen Baijing pushed her away and stared at her for a moment, as if he wanted to She scanned her heart, trying to see her through.
"Ye Zhenzhen, you said you have nothing? It's nothing and you go to the movies with him? It's nothing and you'd rather see him than me?"
Wen Baijing's voice was as cold as ice., the chill grew stronger, making Ye Zhenzhen shiver. His tone was extremely stern, and his words instantly turned into sharp swords, stabbing straight into Ye Zhenzhen's heart. The tense and oppressive feeling set off huge waves, making it impossible to breathe.
"I didn't... didn't..." Ye Zhenzhen choked in defense, repeating vaguely, full of grievances that she couldn't express.
"No? Didn't he call you so late?"
Wen Baijing asked aggressively. After finishing his words, he suddenly lay down on the sofa, raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, Trying to relieve irritability.
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly didn’t know how to explain it, and she couldn’t argue. He never trusted her, Ye Zhenzhen's heart was filled with flying catkins, blocking her heart and throat, making her heart suffocate.
A missed call breaks all the charm.
The moonlight was as cold as frost, and the coolness fell on the ground.
The bleak autumn wind shook the dead branches, startling the jackdaws perched on the branches, and the endless chirping of birds cut through the night. In the reed marshes by Phoenix Lake, reed catkins are flying all over the sky.
Ye Zhenzhen staggered up and walked slowly towards the bedroom. Suddenly my vision went dark, I felt light-headed and my body was erratic.
The spinning dizziness made her limbs weak.
"Zhen Zhen..." Wen Baijing rushed over and held her in his arms.
Wen Baijing carried her back to the bedroom and lay back on the bed, her dizziness gradually fading away.
"Are you okay?" Wen Baijing's tone was calm. Ye Zhenzhen could see that he was a little worried and understood that he had not calmed down.
"Yes." Ye Zhenzhen held his hand and dared not let go, "Don't be angry, okay?"
Wen Baijing broke away and covered her considerately. She got on the quilt and said calmly: "You go to sleep! I'll go to the study."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Baijing stood up and walked out.
Ye Zhenzhen opened the quilt and didn't have time to put on slippers. She rushed over with bare feet and hugged his waist, pressing her face against his back.
"Don't leave, okay..."