Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

Shouldn't he be with that gentle woman tonight?

The relationship between the two is very close at first sight.

And that woman must like him very much!

Not only sweetly called him Nanji brother, but also looked at him with infatuation.

More importantly, in Su Mian's opinion, Zhong Nanyu is a good match for gentleness.

Outstanding temperament, beautiful appearance, inadvertently showing arrogance and disdain between eyebrows and eyes

They are the same passers-by.

Very suitable for living together.

However, what makes Su Mian feel incomprehensible is that this man doesn't accompany Wenwan well at this time. What are he doing here?

And more importantly, how did he get into the apartment building without a key?

Just as she was wondering, the door was knocked again.

In the silent night, such knocking echoes in the corridor, which is particularly clear.

It was like a mallet knocking on Su Mian's forehead.

There was a fluster in her heart and she was at a loss what to do.

The door must not open.

For the time being, she doesn't want to see him at all. When she thinks that there are women around him, she dares to come to her at this time.

Su Mian couldn't help getting angry.

What does this man think of her?

For a moment, Su Mian seemed to have nothing to panic about.

Willing to knock, right?

Then knock it.

She turned and was about to lift her feet to leave. A low voice came in from outside the door. "Open the door, I know you didn't sleep."

Su Mian was already on fire. Now, hearing what he said, he immediately choked back through the door. "Why should I open the door for you?"

Outside the door, Zhong Nan was covered with thin lips and a shallow hook, "let me get something."

Su Mian was stunned and immediately thought of the suit and coat he left with her.

She immediately returned to him in a cold tone. "I'll send your clothes directly to your house tomorrow. Mr. Zhong, please come back. I'm going to have a rest."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Nanyu said, "it's not clothes."

Su Mian was angry. "I don't have anything from you except that coat."

"Not mine."

“......”

"Zhong Yibai just called me and said he had a set of brushes on your side. Let me come and get them."

paint brush?

Su Mian remembered that the last time Zhong Yibai came home, he must have left in a hurry. He did leave a set of brushes with her.

She found out when she cleaned the next day.

She remembered putting it away and putting it in the bedroom cabinet.

She turned into the bedroom and took the brush out of the cabinet.

Back to the apartment door, she looked at the brush in her hand and still didn't mean to open the door.

She said to Zhong Nanyu outside through the door, "I really have a white brush. Is he in urgent need now?"

"Yes."

"OK, you give me the address of the army, and I'll express it to him early tomorrow morning."

Outside the door, Zhong Nanyu listened to her words, and her lips, which were originally shallow, closed straight in an instant.

The eye color darkened and spoke again. The tone was cold, "open the door!"

Su Mian was too lazy to give him any more nonsense, and his tone was colder than him. "If Mr. Zhong really has something to find me, we can find a place to talk during the day tomorrow; but if it's all right, please go back. Don't knock at the door too late and disturb the neighbors to rest."

Zhong Nanyu continued to force her, "Su Mian, open the door."

This time, there was a bit of irresistible strength in the deep voice.

Su Mian felt a little flustered.

Zhong Nange knows this man a little. He is high above the world and is used to being looked up to by others.

He is a natural king. He is used to giving orders and others follow his will.

If others disobey him, he will try to suppress or even destroy them.

Su Mian couldn't help thinking, what would he do if she insisted on not opening the door tonight?

Will you break in directly?

Just as she was thinking, the door of the apartment was knocked again.

This time, the noise of knocking on the door was much larger than the previous times.

The sound of "bang bang" made Su Mian stamp his feet in anxiety.

The sound insulation effect of this building is not good. Sometimes she can hear the voices upstairs and downstairs.

If the bell goes down again, the neighbors upstairs and downstairs will be annoyed.

She doesn't know what to do?

Open or not

Soon, Su Mian heard someone upstairs shouting in front of the window, "downstairs, your door is about to be broken. Open the door quickly."

Downstairs also shouted, "do you want people to sleep upstairs in the middle of the night? You woke up my child as soon as he fell asleep..."

Su Mian rushed to the door with a brisk step and reached out to open the apartment door.

She stared at the man outside the door who made bags with one hand and hooked his lips. She was so angry that she widened her eyes, "you're sick!"

She didn't dare to shout too loudly and shouted at him in a low voice.

Zhong Nanji glanced at her, ignored her and raised his feet into the room.

When Su Mian saw that he wanted to come in, he raised his hand and pushed him.

But she was Zhong Nange's opponent. He reached out and grabbed her, pushed his wrist, gently pulled it, and Su Mian threw himself into his arms.

The brush in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhong Nanyu grabbed her long arm, grabbed her small waist, and then entered the house.

At the same time, with a long leg, the apartment door closed.

Su Mian, who was tightly held by him, blushed with anger.

As she struggled in his arms, she whispered, "Zhong Nanyu, let me go!"

Zhong Nanji ignored her, ignored her struggle, and half hugged and half dragged towards the sofa.

Let go. As soon as Su Mian was free, he just wanted to escape, but he pressed him on the sofa.

The next second, he bullied her and held her down.

By the orange light in the house, he looked at the angry little woman with red cheeks under his body and slightly opened his thin lips, "don't try to provoke me again. I can't guarantee that I won't do anything to you."

Low voice, full of threat.

Su Mian stared at him, and a fire broke out in Shuirun's eyes. "Zhong Nanyu, you are an asshole!"

"I can't compare with you as an asshole," Zhong Nanyu stared at her with cold eyes. "How many men are there around you?"

Su Mian was stunned and immediately understood.

Facing another humiliation, Su Mian held back her anger.

She looked at him with cold eyes, word by word, gnashing her teeth back to him, "I want you to take care of it!"

"Sue, sleep!"

"Zhong Nanyu, in my eyes, you are just Zhong Yibai's father and the parent of my students, that's all." Su Mian sneered, "don't take yourself too seriously. I don't have you in my heart!"

As soon as the voice fell, Su Mian obviously felt that the air pressure around him was suddenly low.

The air is instantly cold and stagnant.

The eyes she stared at suddenly became heavy, which seemed to be brewing a storm.

It's about to explode!

She held back her eyes, and they looked at each other coldly.

Atmosphere, cold to freezing point.

Just when Su Mian felt that her heart was about to stop, Zhong Nange finally opened her mouth.

He asked her, "do you want to know what you did to me that night in Jiangcheng?"

His voice was cold and his eyes were sharp.

Su Mian quickly shook his head, "I don't want to know."

She really doesn't want to know.

The more you know, the deeper you entangle.

And these are not what she wants.

But Zhong nangui directly ignored her refusal and threw it at her word by word, "you hook my neck and ask me to give you sugar. I don't have sugar, so you hook my neck with one hand and take out my pocket with the other hand..."

......

Su Mian shook her head and refused to listen. "Stop talking, I don't want to listen!"

Zhong nanqin ignored her and continued to press his head down, put his lips close to her ear and whispered, "you still want to eat my corn cob."

Jade... Corn cob?

Su Mian covered her face with her hand. Can she say she understands the connotation of corn cobs?

I can't imagine how I could do such a shameful thing.

Su Mian was ashamed. She begged him, "please, stop talking."

Zhong Nange ignored her plea and pressed her lips close to her earlobe, "I refused at that time, but you never let go..."

"You're lying to me..."

impossible.

It's impossible for her to do such a shameless thing.

Zhong Nange must have deliberately lied to her.

"Su Mian," Zhong Nange called her name, "what should you do if I didn't lie to you?"

Su Mian blinked and couldn't help thinking that it's been so long

She looked at him and replied seriously, "if it's really me... I'm in charge!"

"Responsible?" Zhong Nanyu seemed to hear some good jokes, and his lips were slightly hooked. "What are you going to take responsibility for?"

Su Mian stared at him, "what do you take to make me believe what you said is true?"

Zhong Nanyu looked at her, then loosened her and sat up.

The weight on her body disappeared. Su Mian breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly got up from the sofa and sat far away from him.

Zhong Nanyu took out his mobile phone, pointed his slender finger on the mobile phone, then looked sideways at Su Mian sitting at the corner of the sofa, frowning, "can I eat you?"

Su Mian put his face aside and didn't bother to talk to him.

Zhong Nanyu raised her hand, and her slender fingers hooked her, "come here!"

Su Mian strained his little face. "This is my house. I'll sit there if I want. If you have something to say, hurry up“

"Nothing to say," Zhong Nanji looked at her. "I have something to show you."

"What?"

"A recording."

Su Mian's heart was cold. She suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"You put it directly, I can hear it."

Zhong Nan quilted his eyebrows. "Are you sure?"

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Su Mian immediately stared, "you're abnormal."

Zhong Nanyu sneered, "that night, you were forcing me."

The heat on Su Mian's face rose again.

She bit the corner of her lip, hesitated for a moment, finally raised her ass and moved slowly towards Zhong Nan's bed.

At the moment, Zhong Nanyu has really become a beast in her eyes.

The speed was as slow as a snail. Finally, at a distance of half his arm, she stopped.

She raised her eyes and looked at him with a firm expression, "well, let it go."

Zhong Nange looked at her, didn't say anything, and handed her her cell phone directly.