sadomasochism double

Chapter 21

After the accident, I planned to call Wen Li.But I found that bastard Zhuo Yang, he unplugged all the phone lines in this small apartment.

I couldn't get in touch with Wen Li, and was very irritable, but Zhuo Yang was very calm, drinking the pork liver soup that Mrs. Chen made for me, with a contented expression on his face.

"The weather is great."

Having said that, Zhuo Yang's small apartment is really nice.I felt a bit sad, I don't know which little honey's boudoir Zhuo Yang bought for?I was thinking bitterly in my heart, and then I heard Zhuo Yang's voice faintly ringing in my ears.

"This is where I usually work and live. There is no place to rest at noon, so I found such a small apartment."

"I...I don't care...you...why do you explain to me..." Responding to Zhuo Yang explaining, I stuttered, and finally ran away under Zhuo Yang's clear gaze, "That, That's the pork liver soup Mrs. Chen cooked for me, don't drink it all by yourself."

Zhuo Yang didn't speak, but just shrugged his shoulders uncompromisingly, and obediently put down the spoon.

I drank the warm pork liver soup and sighed in my heart.

This is the first time Zhuo Yang and I have been alone since our divorce. I don't know why, but it feels a little weird.

It's really weird.

Under the same roof as Zhuo Yang, we can see each other and occasionally talk, although not much, but we are not as confrontational as before.

I was extremely curious about the matter of Hu Ling and Song Yu, but I didn't dare to ask more questions in front of Zhuo Yang, so I could only browse online forums quietly.

Sure enough, when the mysterious woman was also me, my popularity passed, and some people started to hang Hu Ling on the forum.

Say she is some kind of mistress or something, the boss of the excellent culture who killed her divorced his wife or something like that.

No, here's just one.

"The landlord knows all the truth about Hu Xiaosan, there are pictures and the truth, and he refuses to watch."

I checked the time of the post, it was only half an hour since it was posted, but there are already 350 comments.

To sum up, this person should know the relationship between Hu Ling and Zhuo Yang, and by the way, he also knows something about me.

The first [-] words of the post told in detail that Hu Ling wanted to take over the position, and used Song Yu to hype it up, but in fact, the real sponsor was Zhuo Yang, the boss of Zhuoyue Culture.

Among them, a photo of Zhuo Yang and Hu Ling's secret meeting was also posted. I glanced at the photo, and it was probably a certain hotel.Hu Ling stood in front of the window, and Zhuo Yang stood behind her, with a dignified or sad face.

I suddenly felt a little sad and wanted to close the post, but I felt that I was afraid of something, it was over anyway.Besides, I missed this truth, and I don’t know when the next time I will be so close to the truth?
Sure enough, as soon as the post came out, some people questioned it.

Sister Tianxian: The landlord is envious, jealous, and hateful, all kinds of brains...

Beautiful Sabie: On the top floor, no explanation.

Ruthless Kazakhstan: I was just passing by.

I love you all the time: Really, I can see the essence of the desire for women under the name of Hu Ling's jade girl at a glance, just God, begging for all kinds of skinning... Finally, I want to ask for the truth, what about Hu Xiaosan's bed plan ...

What boring people, exactly like me.

I looked carefully, and the host was still online. Sure enough, she said after a while, how Hu Ling hooked up with Zhuo Yang, and the last sentence mentioned me.

"Hu Xiaosan also caused the boss of Zhuoyang Culture to divorce his wife."

Sister Tianxian: I can't explain it because of the brain damage.Mr. Zhuo's wife is too stupid to explain.

Fuck me, I love you: Really... Wait for the update, Mark leave a name, please fire.

The little prince's quickest shot: I know I know... The boss of Zhuoyue Culture is so handsome... I also attached a photo of my drooling abs...

I then looked at a few more and found that this post was crooked.

Hu Ling's role as the mistress seemed to be ignored, and everyone began to understand the unavoidable love between Ba Zhuoyang and Hu Ling.

A wealthy man fell in love with a pure girl, but their love was not recognized by the family. The wealthy man married a well-matched dominatrix, and the two lived a seemingly incompatible life.Finally, under a series of entanglements, the rich man finally realized that he could not lose the pure girl, and divorced the dominatrix, and the two lived a happy and sexual life...

I really admire the imagination of these people, and when I was about to make a fool of myself and post a truth-telling speech about "you are crooked", I suddenly couldn't open it.

The post hint was deleted.

I was a little disappointed, and cursed, "Cut, that idiot deleted the post so quickly!"

"What are you looking at?" Zhuo Yang's voice sounded at the door just as I was angry that the truth post was buried.

I turned around and sneered, "You... are you here?"

Zhuo Yang nodded coldly, his complexion was a little bad.

"Well, do you want to use the computer? I'll be leaving right away."

Zhuo Yang still nodded, sat at the desk, and coughed twice.

After I walked out the door, Zhuo Yang coughed a few more times behind the door.

I should have strode away without looking back, but at this moment, I was so stupid that I turned around and asked a question with concern.

"Are you uncomfortable? If you are not feeling well, don't work... Anyway, the money you earn is enough for you to spend a few lifetimes... Hehehe... That... Did I bother you..."

"Ahem..." Zhuo Yang didn't speak, but covered his mouth and continued to cough twice.

I licked my mouth, took a deep breath, and said again: "Well, it will be better if you drink some loquat paste."

Now, Zhuo Yang put down his hand and glanced at me.

I thought he would say: "Whatever your business, get out of my study!"

After all, that's what he's said before.I'm ready to hear these sarcastic remarks.

However, I didn't expect that the other party looked into my eyes and said something faintly.

"Well, how do you do it?"

How to make loquat paste?I really want to roar three times, Zhuo Yang, do you have common sense in life?

But soon I remembered that in the past, I delivered the soaked loquat cream to Zhuo Yang with my own hands, and I almost fed it to him myself.Thinking about it, I have spoiled him all these years, so that he seems to have become an idiot in life without my care.

For a while, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Finally, I heard my indifferent voice: "Soak in boiling water, if you don't think it's greasy, you can eat it directly."

After finishing speaking, I ignored Zhuo Yang and limped back to my room.

In this way, Zhuo Yang and I started a semi-cohabitation life.

In fact, it is said to be semi-cohabitation, and we rarely even have the chance to meet each other.

I was trapped by Zhuo Yang, and now Song Yu, Hu Ling, and the mysterious woman, that is, me, the scandal of the three of them has caused a lot of trouble in the city. If I go out, I can only give the paparazzi a new topic.

For example, the stories that the President of Culture Excellence and his ex-wife had to tell?The dream of a wealthy family, the mysterious woman shattered the dream of a wealthy family?
I honestly stayed in Zhuo Yang's small suite.

But, according to my understanding of Zhuo Yang, he always hates me.Although we are married, I don't think this feeling has improved.

If I were him, I'd just throw a load of food and disappear forever.

However, Zhuo Yang came back every day.

I have some deep doubts, am I occupying Zhuo Yang's most important nest?He had to come back, and his face was getting darker every day?
I feel like I'm thinking too much.

So I no longer pay too much attention to Zhuo Yang.

It's like losing interest in a certain thing, and even his incidental products have also lost interest.

My daily life is to sleep, eat, eat and sleep, living a drunk life like a pig.

Although I know that Zhuo Yang comes back every day, we seldom see each other.

There is no other reason, our work and rest time is different.

I play computer games every night and go to bed at ten o'clock, and Zhuo Yang usually hasn't come back by that time.

It is reasonable to say that I go to bed early and wake up early... But I have been too leisurely recently, and I have lost the diligence I used to have. I usually don't wake up until noon the next day.

At that time, Zhuo Yang had already gone to work, and he had no habit of coming back for lunch.

fair enough.

Out of sight, out of mind, right?

What broke the accident was that day.

I had nothing to do that day, and although I made the fixed dishes every day, I was tired of eating them.

I thought it was okay, I don't know when my leg injury will heal, anyway, I am just a rice bug that can't go anywhere, so I might as well make good use of my spare time.

At noon that day, I came to try the pasta I learned on Weibo.

(End of this chapter)