Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 192
The lights were dim and the room was hot.

Both of them were drunk again.

Zhao Weiguang said with a playful smile that he was not leaving, and had to deal with it all night in the office.

Cheng Weiting panicked, her hand holding the spoon shook, and the soup spilled out.

Cheng Weiting understood Zhao Weiguang's half-truth and half-false temptation, and also understood this roundabout tactic. Of course, she couldn't accept it, but she also thought why couldn't she do whatever she wanted like her ex-husband?

Why should she keep wronging and suppressing herself?

When he was conflicted in his heart, he was not so determined.

Zhao Weiguang saw everything, so he had no choice but to explain that his roommate's girlfriend came and kicked him out. He really had no place to sleep, so he would just spend the night in the office later.

The stone in Cheng Weiting's heart fell to the ground, but her face was a little hot, because of her passion just now.

She hurriedly said that there was still a quilt under her quilt, and asked him to take it to another bed in a while.

Stand up after speaking.

Zhao Weiguang said that this matter is not urgent, and it is not too late to do it after drinking.

Zhao Weiguang saw that Cheng Weiting was really hot, so he asked her to wear less clothes. He said that you are as hot as you are in a steamer.

Cheng Weiting glanced at the clothes she was wearing inside, but still felt embarrassed, so she stood up, took out a small electric fan from a small box, and found a good place to turn it on.

It was still hot, so Cheng Weiting put on a half-sleeved dress behind his back, and felt cooler.

Cheng Weiting still needs to get the quilt, Zhao Weiguang said that we will talk about these things after eating, let's talk about it first.

Cheng Weiting brought a bottle of wine from the cooking place, saying that she put some in when she was cooking and brought it from home.

Zhao Weiguang took a bowl and poured half of it without saying anything, and asked Cheng Weiting to drink some.

Cheng Weiting pretended to be calm at first, and refused to drink anything, but Zhao Weiguang couldn't help persuading her, and the two started drinking.

Xiao Zhao has a sweet mouth, saying that although it is difficult here, it is more like a home. He said that what he wants most in his life is to have a home, and have a woman who knows the cold and the hot by his side.

Cheng Weiting asked him if he had a girlfriend?

Xiao Zhao said no, and said that he only liked one girl in his life. Unfortunately, the girl's family conditions are so good that he doesn't even have the courage to confess.

Cheng Weiting said that he is a good guy, and he will definitely find a satisfactory girl in the future.

Xiao Zhao said that he likes the sister type and feels safe.

Cheng Weiting said that even if the difference is not too much, it's okay if you are under three years old...

Xiao Zhao smiled, saying no, it would be better to be ten years old...

The two chatted all over the world, saying whatever came to their mind, completely free to do whatever they wanted.

In the raging July, the two talked more and more speculatively in the quiet summer night.

It didn't take long for Zhao Weiguang to know the reason for her divorce. Cheng Weiting would not tell the most embarrassing past, but said that her husband's heart was not at home.

Zhao Weiguang asked if there was someone outside?
Cheng Weiting had no choice but to say yes.

The more Cheng Weiting talked, the more wronged she became, and the long-standing backlog of feelings was finally released, especially in front of Zhao Weiguang. This is still a child, so it’s okay to talk to him. Anyway, Cheng Weiting doesn’t know what she thinks. happy.

Zhao Weiguang also talked about his own experience. When he talked about it, he had a smile on his face, like a child.

He said that he was good at studying, but his father just looked down on him. He said that his mother and father had divorced a long time ago, and he was with his father.

He said that his father married another wife, who treated him pretty well, but she gave birth to another daughter, who was his younger sister, and now his father was focusing on his daughter, and said that when he saw him, he would think of him mother, get angry.

He said that he came out to enter the society when he was 17 years old, and his father never gave him a penny. He said that he has never contacted him now, and his life is good.

He said that he has two good friends who are still in the village. They said that his father never mentioned him. Sometimes they went to ask him for news, and his father said he didn't know or didn't want to know. It would be better if he didn't come back in this life.

Cheng Weiting asked how his relationship with his mother was?
Zhao Weiguang said that she ran away with someone, and there is no further news.

When he said this, there was no emotion, as if the runner had nothing to do with him.

Cheng Weiting looked at him sympathetically, feeling that he was suffering more than herself.

The two drank a bottle and couldn't get enough of it.

Cheng Weiting told him to leave quickly, it was getting late, but Zhao Weiguang refused, and sneaked into the duty room to steal a bottle of Uncle Wu's Shao Shao, and locked the door casually, and he even tried to get Uncle Wu's key , found that he did not have any response.

He said he wanted to have a good drink, but Cheng Weiting had nothing to do with him.

A thousand cups of wine are less than a confidant.

The two of you respect me and I respect you, and most of the bottle is gone.

At the beginning, the two could still talk with each other in a normal heart, but the voices of the two of them were lowered as they talked, it was a bit like whispering.

Cheng Weiting felt that Zhao Weiguang's voice seemed to be enchanted by something, and she felt comfortable no matter how she listened to it, which made her enter an illusory and wonderful realm.

Zhao Weiguang is getting better and better in front of her eyes, he is tall and strong, all this is really wonderful.

As for Zhao Weiguang, he also felt that Cheng Weiting didn't want to marry a woman with children at all, like an ignorant girl, telling her inner depression and pursuit of freedom.

The feeling between the two of them was so good, as if they had found the bosom friend they had been looking for for many years.

Cheng Weiting felt very refreshed, and seemed to be a lot more relaxed after speaking out what was in her heart. She took advantage of Zhao Weiguang's time to go to the toilet and took a quick wash, and she felt her heart beating a little.

She is afraid of this feeling, but she also enjoys the infinite tenderness that this feeling brings to herself.

Zhao Weiguang is back.

He was standing in front of Cheng Weiting.

Cheng Weiting really couldn't hold it anymore, and told Zhao Weiguang to leave quickly, and fell on the bed in a daze.

The room was dimly lit.

Xiao Zhao looked at Cheng Weiting's plump figure, fair skin, and drunken rosy face...

Zhao Weiguang was fascinated.

He stepped forward and took Cheng Weiting's hand, saying that he longed for love and wanted to have a woman like her...

Cheng Weiting opened his eyes and looked at him in horror, saying don't say anything childish, but he couldn't break free with his hands.

Zhao Weiguang held onto her hand and couldn't let it go. Cheng Weiting felt that the situation was a little serious. She sat up and tried to break his hand, but his hand was like iron clamps, showing no sign of letting go.

One of the two struggled to no avail, and the other had a certain amount of advance and retreat, and they rolled together without knowing it...

Zhao Weiguang did not leave.

He went to Cheng Weiting's bed...

The two almost tossed all night.

Xiao Zhao got up before dawn. This is a factory, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

He was still a little shy, and put on his clothes behind Cheng Weiting's back, then looked at Cheng Weiting and smiled.

Cheng Weiting's memory of last night was not very clear, but just now, everything about Zhao Weiguang on her was so clear.

(End of this chapter)