Woman, where to escape

For a long time——

"Go back, it's cold," Qian Zhongyao whispered.

"I'm not cold with you."

"You are so stupid."

Cheng fei'er smiled low. "You too. We're both stupid."

"Right."

"I'll treat you to dinner?"

"OK."

In an ordinary restaurant, two lonely men and women drink slowly. They have no words and no eye communication with each other. They are only lonely. Qian Zhongyao's eyes have not fallen on Cheng fei'er from beginning to end. His eyes are blurred looking at the wine glass and filling himself cup by cup.

Su Su, drunk, will you appear in my dream?

About an hour later——

When he got on the bus, Qian Zhongyao, who was drunk and unconscious, fell asleep and shook his head reluctantly. Cheng Feier didn't intend to wake him up. He was too tired and tired. Day and night during the post disaster reconstruction of City C, he worked like a desperate selfless job and abused himself completely regardless of his body.

These, she looked at the bottom of her eyes.

Instead of sending him back to the money house, he directly pulled him to his apartment, helped him upstairs and waited on him to lie on his bed. Cheng Feier sat by the bed and looked at the man he had loved for a long time.

Think of the brilliant man on the podium in the auditorium of a military region that year, wearing a straight military uniform and a sunny smile on his heroic face.

Her eyes are full of obsession.

But his eyes only fell on Su Su, and he didn't pay any attention to himself next to Su Su, the ugly duckling next to the swan.

Holding his lips and laughing.

She went to bed like a ghost, lay quietly beside him, around his waist, close to his hard back, without any obscene thoughts, just to keep warm, slowly closed her eyes and slept deeply.

The quiet room is full of two shallow breathing sounds.

It was not until nightfall that she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man who was sleeping heavily next to her. Her eyebrows were so clear and handsome. The straight bridge of her nose looked clear-cut, her sexy thin lips gently closed into a line, and her firm chin stretched the whole face into a beautiful arc.

Qian Zhongyao, how handsome you are.

Looking at him, Cheng Feier's heart was full of happiness and whispered to himself.

"Zhongyao, Qian Zhongyao."

In the past, she just looked from a distance and never thought that one day they could have such a close distance.

Qian Zhongyao, I know all about your pain. Can you? Can I love you instead of her? Care about you, warm you?

Gently stroking his firm cheek, she touched it gently, sliding carefully, afraid of waking him, with a smile on her lips.

The eyes are deep and the red lips are tight.

This man, even if so haggard, is still so handsome.

Oh, Qian Zhongyao!

Her heart was pounding, her pretty face was red, and there was a loyal and confused voice at the bottom of her heart encouraging her. Staring at the sleeping man, she slowly bent down her head and fitted her soft lips to his tight thin lips.

It's so warm.

Qian Zhongyao, do you know that this is my first kiss?

Finally, I gave it to you.

I don't know whether it was the effect of alcohol or the comfort of warm fragrant nephrite in his arms. Qian Zhongyao slept very heavily and woke up from chaos vaguely the next morning.

Half squinting, looking around the strange environment, the light is a little dim under the shading curtains.

In the next moment, the light in the bottom of his eyes suddenly appeared. Almost without brain consideration, he pushed away the woman in his arms, with an angry look on his face.

What's going on?

In fact, Cheng fei'er woke up when he opened his eyes.

Feeling his strength to push away, she couldn't help smiling bitterly. The close Junrong didn't belong to her.

Steal the night, enough!

Looking at her crimson face, Qian Zhongyao rolled his short hair. He didn't understand what the situation was.

He only remembered that they drank together. He only remembered that he was upset, drank a lot, and then went to sleep with Su Su's name, but why did he sleep in this bed?

Puzzled, puzzled.

"Cheng Feier?"

Looking at some flustered men, Cheng Feier blinked and smiled: "don't worry, there's nothing."

With a long breath, Qian Zhongyao immediately relaxed his heart, held up his hands and was about to get up

But this time!

Boom!

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed out, and then a sharp female voice shouted, "ah! You! Phil, you two"

The visitor is Cheng Feier's mother and director Cheng's wife, Mrs. Cheng.

She covered her mouth and looked at the man who appeared in her daughter's bed early in the morning.

This is the young master of secretary Qian's family, Qian Zhongyao!

She's a little silly. She came here early this morning to see that her daughter doesn't go home for the new year. I don't know if this happened, this, this, this

Qian Zhongyao's face was heavy and his eyebrows were frowning. The Oolong could not be washed when jumping to the Yellow River

Seeing his expression, Cheng Feier's eyes were a little dark. He quickly got up and called Mrs. Cheng: "Mom, it's not what you think. We have nothing."

Lying in a bed early in the morning, the devil believed that there was nothing.

Mrs. Cheng looked at her daughter, flashed a little strange, and sighed, "you young people now are really, really unreasonable!"

"Mom, it's none of Qian Zhongyao's business." Cheng Feier whispered with her head down. She was still ashamed to think of climbing to bed on her own initiative.

"Fei'er... Alas, you can handle it yourself."

Mrs. Cheng sighed that she was 100% misunderstood.

Of course, in such a situation, anyone would miss it. She knew that her daughter liked the man. Turning around, she slowly closed the bedroom door and walked out of her daughter's apartment.

Qian Zhongyao lowered his eyes and rubbed his forehead. His voice seemed to come from the sky.