his allure

Chapter 170 Gently, Hold Me Tightly
There was an unknowing hope in his tone.

Lu Xicheng possessed himself and touched the corner of her lips, with a beautiful and gentle smile.

That night, Zheng Weiwei was held in his arms and lost a little bit.

At some point, the clothes that Lu Xicheng bought for her had been scattered.

He hugged her thin, sweaty body, and said in a tender tone, "Gently, hold me tight."

She obeyed, and after that, she completely forgot about fireworks, New Year's goods, and fairy sticks.

In the eyes of the world, Lu Xicheng is a dignified gentleman, and his manners have always been restrained and polite.

Zheng Weiwei once accidentally saw him on TV. He stood among a group of foreigners with high noses and deep eyes.There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and the hand holding the microphone was like a fine work of art, every detail was meticulously crafted.

In the lower right corner, there is a small subtitle, translated into Chinese, it is - "Famous Cardiothoracic Doctor, Honorary Professor of University A".

That was him in the eyes of the world, and when it was covered, he was outstanding, handsome, and elegant.

But Zheng Weiwei has seen a different Lu Xicheng, so it is not enough to be amazed by the beauty of outsiders.

For example, at this moment, when he was hugging her, his normally gentle face was stained with a dark color, which was indescribably alluring.He spoke, his voice was moving and low, and he said, "Gently, I love you."

Zheng Qingqing closed his eyes and called his name, crying unconsciously: "Xicheng."

He kissed her hair and said softly, "I'm here."

The snow is long and the wind is getting heavier.

Zheng Qingqing never thought that she would meet Shen Zhao at the end of the year.

At that time, she was at home, and Lu Xicheng happened to be out, going to the hospital to deal with the long vacation and work arrangements at the end of the year.

The moment the knock on the door sounded, Zheng Weiwei only thought that it was Lu Xicheng who left and returned.

She trotted to open the door, and said with a smile, "Did you forget to bring something?"

It was just the faces of the people outside the door that made her smile froze.

Shen Zhao stood there, with snow particles stuck to his body, his already sharp and indifferent face, which he hadn't seen for a year, became more and more profound, without any softness.The outline of his side face was as deep as a knife carving, his thin lips were tightly pressed, but his expression was indifferent.

He looked at her and kept silent.

Zheng Weiwei only wore the plush pajamas at home, and the wind and snow outside was very strong, hitting her bare ankles, making her bone-chillingly cold.

When she spoke, her voice was trembling, whether it was cold or for other reasons: "Shen Zhao, you come in first."

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his heartbeat stopped for a moment.

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He couldn't remember how long he hadn't heard her voice.

In the main hall, Shen Zhao sat on the sofa, looking at Zheng Qingqing who was making tea for him in the kitchen.

In fact, there is no need to ask, he can tell just by looking at her that she has had a good year.

His complexion has improved a lot, and he even gained some weight, not as weak and thin as before.

Shen Zhao thought, he is willing to have a good talk with Lu Xicheng, and he is willing to forget these things, and start from scratch with Zheng Qingqing.

It's just that this thought was completely crushed in the next moment.

When Zheng gently bent down to put a teacup for himself, he saw the marks on her neck.The red one burned on her jade-white delicate skin, so dazzling.

Shen Zhao has never hated his good eyesight like now.

He lost his breath for a moment, and looked at her with gloomy eyes.

Zheng Weiwei was stared at by such eyes, and felt a little puzzled for a while.

(End of this chapter)