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Chapter nine
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"Bastard, I must sue you! My old lady will file a lawsuit in person and send you to prison for ten years!" Shen Xing took the lead, already clutching Tang Tu's hair, scolding fiercely with red eyes, Tang After the gust of wind passes by, she will die tragically, and she will only whine when held by her. Shen Zhenqian is frowning and supporting the two of them, his face is livid and his head is battered.
Feng Zhuolun's eyes kept falling on Shen Xing and Tang Cuo with great interest, until then he saw Rong Zihan not far away.
She just stood calmly among the noisy crowd, looking at him indifferently.
Say it's not close, and it's not far.
The expression between his brows changed slightly, and his back, which was leaning slantly on the booth, straightened a little, but he still seemed completely calm.
The battle around him was still fierce, Rong Zihan stood still for a few seconds, turned around and immediately walked out.
"What's wrong with you?" Milk, holding Feng Zhuolun's arm, felt the stiffness of his body, and followed his eyes suspiciously to look at the figure who had disappeared outside the colorful door, "Who is that woman? "
He pursed his lips slightly, his eyes flickered and pushed away Milk's hand and got up from the booth.
At this time, Shen Zhenqian, who was still trying to persuade the fight, scolded Shen Xing coldly, and finally Shen Xing was not as gawkish as he was at the beginning. After leaving the door, Shen Zhenqian asked the waiter to settle the bill, and immediately strode out of the colorful door.
"Do you know her?" There was a little girl's ghost in Milk's eyeballs, and he looked up at the man standing aside and gradually smiled, "Is she your girlfriend?"
Feng Zhuolun looked at Shen Zhenqian who was chasing after Rong Zihan, and then sat back in the booth again, raised his head and finished drinking the wine glass in his hand, licked the corner of his mouth at her, but his eyes sank inch by inch
Without looking back, she walked quickly out of Lan Kwai Fong for a long way, and Rong Zihan stopped and took a deep breath with her face raised.
The fresh summer breeze was blowing, and the night sky in City A was clean, and even the air was filled with the bustling streets at night.
She herself felt that she performed really well.
If it were other women, what would they have done just now? She stepped forward and asked him why he didn't answer the phone, and ridiculed him that the thing he came out early to do was to let a goblin hold his arm to go to the bar?
Rong Zihan couldn't help shaking his head, a sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth.
Why should she do those unworthy things? To be able to see all of this today is because she chose it back then.
A season of lovers, once the sound of greed, they will break up when the time is up, and they are not even considered boyfriend and girlfriend, so her performance just now was indeed in place, not bad at all.
She stood for a while and wanted to take a few steps forward to hail a taxi, but her name was stopped by someone who had already arrived behind her.
Shen Zhen pulled her arm politely and turned her around to face him. Seeing that the shoulder straps of her little skirt were loosely pulled down when she was running, he frowned slightly and helped her pull it up obediently.
The handsome and tall man had a slight alcohol smell in his breath, but his tough face was still rigorous and restrained, with a kind of tranquility that made people feel calm.
"Ah Xing, she?" She smiled at him gratefully, and walked forward side by side with him.
"I don't know what relationship she has with that man." He said in a cold voice, "She will go back by herself later, and she will be fine."
Rong Zihan pursed his lips and smiled, thinking that Tang Cuu was the one who had the accident. After tonight, that bastard would either become an infertile eunuch for the rest of his life, or he would probably just lose his braids.
"Wouldn't it be scary to stay here alone and deal with all kinds of people and things?" Shen Zhenqian walked up a slope and asked her suddenly.
"I've been here for almost eight years." Her eyes fell on the street lamps beside the street. "At first I couldn't get used to it, and I was homesick, but I got used to it later, and there is nothing terrible about it."
At the beginning, I felt that many things were beyond my expectations when I was in S City, and I felt that I couldn't tolerate it and couldn't make it up, but I got used to it later, and the forced habits will eventually become numb.
In fact, the same is true for feelings.
"It will not be easy for you, a girl, to take root here in the future." Shen Zhenqian looked at her silently for a while, then reached out to stop the car, and said with his back to her, "If there is something that cannot be done, find Ah Xing and I."
He seldom said such a long sentence, and she was startled when she heard it. After a while, she pulled back her temple hair and gave a soft "hmm".
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The studio is silent, Feng Zhuolunrelationship? He suddenly said, his smile getting colder and colder, "You also know that technology is so advanced now everything is possible. "
Rong Zihan was startled when he heard his words, and looked at him with cold eyes, thinking about what his words meant, but at this moment, he suddenly leaned over slightly, raised her chin and said in a low voice, "Anyway I have slept in the same bed before, so I must kiss goodbye before leaving."
His breathing was hotter than usual, and even a little unusually irritated. She could vaguely feel that even his palms were burning very uncomfortable. Looking at him closely, it seemed that even his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.
He seems to have a fever.
Rong Zihan's whole thinking was not very clear, and before he could push it away, he was caught by his hands and kissed down.
The entanglement between lips and tongue is the way she is most familiar with, but at this moment, it seems to have an extraordinarily violent factor. The root of her tongue is numb and ache from being sucked, and the taste of blood gradually fades in her mouth.
In his eyes was his extremely unfamiliar face, without any trace of warmth, biting her purely mechanically, as if he was using this kiss to confirm something.
Anger, helplessness, pain.
She really couldn't bear it any longer, so she pushed him back hard. Feng Zhuolun had no strength in his body, so he let go after being pushed by her, and took two steps back before standing still.
"Women are like clothes." He raised his hand and wiped his lips, his eyes fell deeply on her, "Change it if you want, it's the same for anyone who wears it, isn't it?"
The words entered her ears, but her eyes were slightly astringent after all.
Yin Bijie asked her, and Tang Cu also asked her, does she really like Feng Zhuolun?
A man who can cause trouble with just a smile, a man with romantic feelings radiating from his bones, who wouldn't want such a man?
Even if you know that the result is a big dream, a stranger, even if you are a lover, your wish will come true.
The time with him was the most exhausting day she had ever lived in her memory.
But it is also the most vivid day that she can grasp in her memory, and there is no way to avoid it.
Too hot, too vigorous, too indulgent.
She could no longer tolerate her emotional upheaval, her indeterminate and casual attitude.
So is this liking or love?
She only knew that when she really left now, she got such a response from him.
People returning home walked past them, or the family went out to spend the weekend night lively.
The bustling time is exactly the time when we should be physically and mentally connected and be by each other's side.
Rong Zihan pulled the luggage and smiled at him, "Why not? Today is over, and there will be tomorrow. Without you, there will be others."
Feng Zhuolun stood firmly on the spot, watched her pass by him, and gently closed his eyes
Rong Zihan picked up his luggage and got off the taxi, and took out the key of his apartment from the bag.
Her mind was still buzzing with his face and those piercing words, she was a little pale, and she just wanted to go back to the apartment and get a good night's sleep.
Going through the garden in the middle of the street, a black commercial vehicle was parked not far from the apartment building. She didn't pay much attention, and walked to the gate of the apartment building after passing the car.
"Hanhan."
With a gentle sound, she stopped holding the key card.
The window of the passenger seat of the car was slowly rolled down, and in the cold moonlight was Luo Quhe's handsome face. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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