Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 794
Zhao Dong thought that something happened, so he hurried forward.

What caught my eye was a man with a shirtless upper body, a thin figure, and a large tattoo on his chest that disgusted him.

The emotion that cannot be expressed is also a situation that has never been expected!

In Meng Jiao's rented apartment, why are there other men?
And this man is dressed casually, as if he just took a shower.

Could it be that Meng Jiao already has a boyfriend and is living with someone?

Just as she was thinking, Meng Jiao had already entered the house.

Zhao Dong was standing at the door with a suitcase in his hand, the atmosphere was awkward, neither entering nor stopping.

Fortunately, another woman's voice soon came from the room, "Hey, sister Jiao, why did you come back so early today?"

Meng Jiao explained, "It's early today."

As she spoke, she glanced at Zhao Dong who was following behind, and said expressionlessly, "Come in!"

Only then did Zhao Dong bite the bullet and enter the house.

In the living room, a woman wrapped her head in a towel, stepped on the coffee table, and was applying nail polish.

The posture was not elegant, and when she saw Zhao Dong, she didn't want to shy away too much.

The woman joked, "Hey, sister Jiao, is this your boyfriend? It's quite interesting. I haven't heard you mention it before. When did you meet?"

Meng Jiao smiled and walked towards the innermost bedroom without explaining.

The man took out his cigarette, and his eyes fell on Meng Jiao's back, with a flash of fire in his eyes.

Zhao Dong raised his eyebrows, stepped forward to block his gaze, and followed the corridor.

In the corridor, I met another woman.

Only then did Zhao Dong understand that it should be an apartment shared by three people, but the environment here is really not that good.

It was hard for him to imagine how a delicate woman like Meng Jiao lived here?

Enter the door.

Meng Jiao's bedroom is not big, about seven or eight square meters, with a bunk bed and a dressing table.

Other than that, there is no furniture at all.

The room is simple, but it is very tidy, neatly arranged, without any clutter.

The details have been meticulously decorated.

The room is filled with a faint fragrance, as if it is two worlds from the outside.

Meng Jiao didn't look back, "Close the door!"

Zhao Dong closed the door, and then found a place to put the suitcase away.

The room is really not big, after placing the suitcases, there is no room to move around.

He looked around the room, Meng Jiao probably lived in the lower bunk, with a pair of pink quilts.

It was empty, with some sundries and toiletries on it, obviously not inhabited.

Zhao Dong turned his gaze back and was about to say something when he suddenly froze.

At some point, Meng Jiao had already taken off her coat.

When he looked over, Meng Jiao was unbuttoning her shirt.

The clothes slipped from the shoulders, revealing half of the snow-white shoulders, and even the underwear was clearly visible.

Zhao Dong was startled, turned around hastily, looked away and said, "What are you doing?"

Meng Jiao ignored it and continued to unbutton her clothes. When she turned around, there were only two pieces of underwear left on her body.

The skin is dazzlingly white.

Perfect figure, without the slightest blemish,
The winding curves and radians are enough to drive any man crazy.

Zhao Dong didn't dare to look more at the moment.

Meng Jiao stepped forward and said oppressively, "Zhao Dong, what are you hiding?"

"Today you have put in so much thought, you are a hero to save the beauty, and you are sending me home, isn't it for this?"

"Now that I'm naked and standing in front of you, why are you still hesitating?"

Zhao Dong was embarrassed, "Sister Jiao, you misunderstood!"

Meng Jiao couldn't laugh or cry, "Misunderstanding?"

"What am I misunderstanding?"

"Then tell me, you are a married man, why are you pestering me so much?"

"Isn't it just to get my people?"

"Zhao Dong, don't deny it, otherwise, you are too hypocritical!"

Zhao Dong said solemnly: "You really misunderstood, I don't have any purpose, I just want to help you!"

Meng Jiao seemed to hear a joke, "Help me?"

"When I needed your help the most, Zhao Dong, where were you?"

"Don't answer the phone, hide from me!"

"Now, I'm in such a state of desperation, but you come here again and again to provoke me and disturb my life!"

"At the beginning, you were afraid that Sophie might misunderstand, so you avoided seeing me. Why are you jumping out now?"

"Zhao Dong, let me tell you, I, Meng Jiao, don't care too much!"

"Aren't you stalking me so much just to get my man and to make up for the regret that you didn't eat?"

"Today I will fulfill you, please hurry up, I have something to do later, I don't have time to accompany you!"

"After you're done, please stop pestering me."

"From now on, we will never owe each other!"

Zhao Dong squinted his eyes, his emotions couldn't stop being agitated.

From Meng Jiao's few words, he guessed something.

Meng Jiao did call, but at that time, he was about to move to Jiangbei old house with Sophie.

He also made up his mind to keep a distance from Meng Jiao, so he deliberately avoided her.

But who would have thought that such an accident would happen?

The more Zhao Dong thought about it, the more guilty he felt, he felt so sullen that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and finally punched the wall hard!
Meng Jiao didn't appreciate it, "Zhao Dong, you don't need to show me this picture."

"You never owe me anything, and I don't need you to compensate me."

"You have been silent, what are you afraid of?"

"Don't worry, I won't tell Sophie, let alone make you responsible!"

"If you think I'm dirty, wait a moment, and I'll wash it up!"

With that said, she put on a bathrobe and was about to go out.

Zhao Dong panicked, "I'm sorry, I'll come to you another day."

With that said, he strode away without looking back.

Meng Jiao stood where she was, absent-minded for a while, and after Zhao Dong left for a long time, she finally let go and started to cry.

Crying louder and louder, wronged, helpless.

……

Leaving from Meng Jiao, Zhao Dong couldn't calm down for a long time.

Back in the car, I turned on the music, turned up the volume, and lit another cigarette.

One after another, until half a pack of cigarettes was finished, his mood eased.

Zhao Dong admitted that there was indeed a relationship between Meng Jiao and Meng Jiao, which seemed to be sprouting.

But the relationship with Sophie is not fake, and it is even worse!

He is not fraternal, and he already has a woman in his heart, so how could he provoke another?
Therefore, he was destined to owe something to Meng Jiao.

But is it really like what Meng Jiao said, ignoring her and letting her fend for herself?

Zhao Dong couldn't do it no matter what.

I don't know what to do, and I can only stop thinking about it for the time being.

As if escaping, Zhao Dong put aside those messy thoughts and drove to a nearby bakery.

After ordering Meng Jiao's favorite dessert and bread, she brought a cup of coffee from Starbucks and returned to the rented apartment.

Going there and back, plus the time spent in a daze in the car, nearly two hours passed.

After Zhao Dong knocked on the door again, it took a while for someone to open the door.

When the woman saw Zhao Dong, she was surprised, "It's you? Why are you back?"

(End of this chapter)