Madam Zuo, your vest is off!

Chapter 88 88: Shit!

Zuo Sihan immediately turned off the radio.

Shit!Why does the financial radio broadcast this kind of xx advertisement?It must have been the last time Murong Ziliang borrowed his car to adjust the receiving frequency of the radio, Zuo Sihan gritted his teeth in hatred.

Glancing at Murong Ruowei from the corner of her eye, she found that she hadn't noticed the content of the broadcast, and was relieved, it's okay.

In fact, Murong Ruowei heard the broadcast, but she just didn't want to add to the embarrassment, so she just pretended to be nonchalant.

In about ten minutes, the car stopped at the downstairs of Zuo Sihan's apartment.

Zuo Sihan unbuckled Murong Ruowei's seat belt, got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side and opened the door for her, "Come out."

Murong Ruowei got out of the car with a blushing face, she lowered her head and didn't want to look at him.

Zuo Sihan took off his suit jacket, and his tone was cold but caring: "Put it under to cover it."

After speaking, she immediately bent down and tied the suit around her waist, covering the red plum blossoms on Murong Ruowei's white skirt.

Murong Ruowei kept her head down, looking at the top of his head. His hair was that kind of hard, black hair, which was similar to his personality, cold and resolute.

It was this cold, resolute him who was bending over to tie her clothes gently at this moment.

Zuo Sihan straightened his waist, put his arms around her shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Okay, stop it, let's go."

Murong Ruowei looked at him, slightly absent-minded.For a moment, she felt that Zuo Sihan was someone she could rely on wholeheartedly and entrust her with for the rest of her life.

Oh, what is she thinking!She can't love him, she already has Prince Heng, she shouldn't fall in love with Zuo Sihan greedily, it's unfair to him.

"Let's go." Murong Ruowei evaded Zuo Sihan's hand on her shoulder indiscriminately, at least until she forgot about Prince Heng before she could be qualified to love him.

Maybe she will never forget Prince Heng, then she shouldn't give him hope, so as not to hurt him.

Feeling her alienation, Zuo Sihan felt somewhat disappointed, but he was not discouraged.

Anyway, he has plenty of time to love her and touch her. Even if she is a rock, he will keep her warm for the rest of his life.

After walking for a few minutes, the two arrived at the door of Zuo Sihan's apartment.

Zuo Sihan raised his hand, and with his slender and clean fingers, he pressed a few numbers on the touch screen, and the door opened automatically.

Caressing Murong Ruowei's back, she said softly, "Go in."

Murong Ruowei walked into his apartment and glanced roughly at the living room.

The furnishings are exquisite, the coffee table and TV cabinet are all in log color, the wallpaper is dark gray with white, and a pot of green plants on the windowsill is the only embellishment.The overall feeling is cold and quiet, which is quite in line with Zuo Sihan's personality.

After changing the slippers, Zuo Sihan took out a new pair of men's house shoes, and gently put them on for Murong Ruowei, "There are no women's shoes, you should wear them first."

Murong Ruowei wrinkled her little nose, and said disgustedly: "It's so ugly."

Zuo Sihan rubbed her little head to comfort her, "Go to the bathroom and change, I'll let you choose shoes next time."

Murong Ruowei stuck out her tongue, almost forgetting the business.

Awkwardly, he walked into the bathroom, closed the door tightly, and locked it again.

After Zuo Sihan found out what she was doing, he shook his head and chuckled, did this girl treat him as a pervert?
Murong Ruowei closed the bathroom door, thinking angrily: This body is all to blame. After transmigrating to this body, her menstruation has been unstable, which made her so embarrassed today.

(End of this chapter)