deliberate kiss

Chapter 179
Cheng Weiyue spoke with a firm voice, and she said, "I like you alone right now."

Li Zhao stood at the door for a long time, and finally walked in.

It was beyond his expectation that Zhou Jingwei left so simply.

Any man would probably not be able to accept the scene before him.

Seeing the woman he loves being held in his arms by his ex.

How did Zhou Jingwei endure it?
Li Zhao didn't dare to think about it.

But things didn't make a big fuss, which is good anyway.

Li Zhao walked towards Zhao Hanchen, looked at the latter sitting on the sofa without saying a word, sighed, and said, "Brother Shen, are you ready? Shall I take you home?"

Zhao Hanchen didn't seem to hear it, and sat silently as before.

Li Zhao also stopped talking, and quietly accompanied him.

After a long time, he heard Zhao Han's cold and hoarse voice, he said: "Do you think I was a jerk before?"

"Where is it?" Li Zhao clicked his tongue, curled his lips, and said as a matter of course: "You didn't do anything to really hurt Cheng Weiyue. She was by your side in those days, so you weren't good enough for her?"

there has never been.

Except for Qiao Jingxue, no woman has ever been able to stay by Zhao Hanchen's side for so long.

In those days, Zhao Hanchen's indulgence and liking for Cheng Weiyue was not adulterated at all.

It's hard to say, Li Zhaodu felt wronged for Zhao Han.

It can only be said that they have so much love, they are too cold, so they are not worthy of wholehearted liking.

As soon as this idea came out, Li Zhao himself was startled.

Who can not know?At the beginning, Cheng Weiyue treated Zhao Hanchen wholeheartedly, no matter how she looked at it.

It is precisely because of this that Zhao Hanchen can't forget Cheng Weiyue's departure.

Truly a luxury.

Always.

Zhao Hanshen looked at Li Zhao's silent and ugly face, smiled, with a bit of sarcasm: "You also think I'm not good enough for her?"

"Brother Shen. What's the point of saying this now?" Li Zhao gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "Nowadays, how to control Jing Xing well and secure your position is the most important thing. Your status today , what kind of woman do you want?"

Zhao Han replied silently, his eyes were deep.

He got up slowly and walked outside.

Li Zhao thought he had figured it out, and hurriedly followed.

The aisle was still deserted, and Li Zhao heard Zhao Han say, "I don't want anything."

A simple sentence is enough to shock people.
Cheng Weiyue heard a noisy sound from the kitchen, and after a small sound, Zhou Jingwei came out with a bowl of noodles.

A simple bowl of noodle soup, topped with cilantro and poached eggs.

Sitting opposite Cheng Weiyue, Zhou Jingwei took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, pinched his brows slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I just asked Li Die, you didn't eat anything for dinner, you should be hungry now, eat something Stuff your stomach, and you can sleep soundly."

Cheng Weiyue looked at the noodle soup in front of her, and slowly picked up the chopsticks.

She was quietly eating, and Zhou Jingwei was also silently watching her.

Cheng Weiyue swallowed the noodles, the soup was light, really suitable for dinner.

Cheng Weiyue ate half of it, put down her chopsticks, and looked at Zhou Jingwei obediently.

She originally had that kind of docile personality, but at this moment she wanted to please her, which made her even more irritated.

Zhou Jingwei glanced at half of the noodles left in her bowl, and said softly, "Don't you want to eat?"

Cheng Weiyue said that she didn't want to eat, she was already a little full.

Zhou Jingwei nodded, got up to clean up the dishes, and said lightly: "Go to sleep first, just leave it here to me."

But what Cheng Weiyue wanted to hear was not this.

She blinked and smiled, "Zhou Jingwei"

"what happened?"

He stacked the bowls and spoons together, and his fingertips were stained with oil from the noodle soup.

Cheng Weiyue saw it with sharp eyes, and she also knew that he was always meticulous and would never be so rash.

She just pretended she didn't see it, and intentionally brought up the topic: "Are you tired today?"

Really clumsy and cute questioning.

Zhou Jingwei has always had no temper towards Cheng Weiyue, seeing her like this, the depression that was not considered serious in the first place disappeared completely.

His smile is gentle, lazy and undisciplined: "I was a little tired at first, but after seeing my little moon, I don't feel tired anymore."

Cheng Weiyue was stunned for a moment, and her smile deepened: "That's good, by the way, you've already cooked, I'll clean it up."

In fact, there is no need to clean up. In today's advanced technology, many housework activities have been contracted by various machines.

"No, it's not troublesome, I'll just clean it up, you go to bed first."

Cheng Weiyue bit her lip, leaving shallow teeth marks.

Zhou Jingwei could see that she was restless.

He took out a wet towel, carefully wiped off the oil stains on his fingertips, then walked towards Cheng Weiyue, holding her face in both hands.

He hooked the corners of his lips and looked at the little girl's sparkling eyes: "I'm not angry with you, Yueyue, really not."

Cheng Weiyue didn't really believe it, so she asked over and over again, is there really no one?

Zhou Jingwei then said, no, really not.

He answered repeatedly, repeatedly, and patiently.

Zhou Jingwei was actually very angry in his heart, but this anger had nothing to do with Cheng Weiyue.

She was outside all his dogmas and norms.

It's hard for him to be angry with her.

The source of his anger was Zhao Hanshen.

The reason why he didn't have an attack tonight was because of Cheng Weiyue's presence, it was really not easy to have an attack.

But it's absolutely impossible for this matter to be let go just like that.

Zhou Jingwei packed everything up, and when he was walking upstairs, he saw a figure that should not have appeared at the door of his bedroom.

Cheng Weiyue stood at the door of his room, with a white and clean face, wearing pajamas, the warm yellow light in the corridor hit her face, her water-colored almond eyes were gentle and charming.

She said, "Zhou Jingwei, can I move in and live with you?"

Zhou Jingwei felt the inexplicable depression and gloom in his throat.

He half-closed his eyelids, his deep eyes fell on Cheng Weiyue's face through the gold-rimmed glasses.

The night was quiet, and every word he said was clear enough.

He said: "Wei Yue, I can't be a gentleman, you have to leave now, there is still time."

Cheng Weiyue's face turned red, but she was afraid that she might make a mistake, so she bit the bullet and continued to ask: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Jingwei sighed, his heart softened by half.

He said softly: "If we live together, we can't move away easily. I don't raise a lover, I just want to share everything about me with my future wife."

Cheng Weiyue's palms clenched involuntarily, she understood the deep meaning of Zhou Jingwei's words too well, so her eyelashes trembled with tension and heartbeat.

(End of this chapter)