A man is just working, and it is a kind of sadness.

But when I’m not working, I will think of that beautiful face.

Zheng Yuan still remembers the day when he was moved by her. His white skirt and slim figure stood in front of the hotel gate, as if waiting for a rain to stop. When his umbrella passed by, the face that looked back suddenly fell with a bit of sorrow, and suddenly a beautiful smile bloomed, causing him to fall.

A woman’s beauty is often the feeling of that moment, and years of getting along with her makes her unable to extricate herself.

Zheng Yuan got off work with a briefcase. It was raining outside. A female employee came to bring him an umbrella.

oh!

He is indeed very popular with the staff in this hotel.

But there is no woman he likes the most here.

He walked forward, a graceful figure was standing at the rain curtain in a daze, with an umbrella in his hand, like a foolish princess, not knowing where to go.

He walked past, and the umbrella couldn't help but hold it over, and saw a face turning.

It was not night, but it had a very divine sorrow, engraved in the middle of her eyebrows, and she smiled at him, and that smile was really similar to night.

Zheng Yuan was in a trance for a moment.

"I have an umbrella, no need." The woman's voice was sweet and soft, and she was vaguely stubborn as night.

"Secretary Lin, why don't you go home?"

"I......"

Lonely people probably have similar moods. Zheng Yuan realized the pain of being tortured by emotions in her expression of wanting to speak.

"Has he returned?"

"Night, she got off work early today."

"I mean you?"

"My he..." His eyes couldn't help but feel sad, "She snatched him away, I had nothing."

"Secretary Lin, you need to let him go. Such a man is not worth it. He has never cared about you. Why do you still have to be obsessed with him?"

"Minister Zheng, isn't that the same?"

"Yes, I was forced to do so. I really don't understand why you and Night torture yourself like this for such a man who doesn't care about you?"

"Minister Zheng, stop talking, I'm leaving!"

With a whisper of displeasure, the figure rushed into the rain.

"Lin..., Secretary Lin..., you will catch a cold like this..."

Thinking of her having recovered from the huge damage, Zheng Yuan couldn't help but run over and hold an umbrella for her.

"No, I'm going to sing today, I'm going to be happier."

She shook him away, Zheng Yuan heard this and looked at the time, but it was actually getting late, "Do you have to go?"

"I don't want to go home, there is no him there, I'll miss him very much."

He pouted his mouth, and in the rain, the figure seemed lonely and very sad.

Zheng Yuan knew the feeling of breaking up, and the loneliness of a person, he put an umbrella for her, "I will accompany you, let's go with you."

"I can bring you, Minister Zheng, don't talk about feelings to me. We're just going to sing and having fun?"

"good!"

Understanding the pain she experienced, Zheng Yuan thought that this was the best way for a person to vent, and he completely followed Lin Tianzhuo's advice.

The two of them sang on KTV and originally didn't drink alcohol, but Lin Tianzhuo called for foreign wine. He thought she didn't know how intense the wine was, but later he couldn't stand it, so he drank it for her.

The wine is a man's friend. The frustrated Zheng Yuan suddenly felt that the wine was very good. The two of them sang and chatted, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Lin Tianzhuo was drunk. Zheng Yuan, who was half drunk, knew that he could not drink anymore, so he took Lin Tianzhuo away, and this KTV was really close to his house.

Seeing the night rain, Lin Tianzhuo's residence was too far away. Zheng Yuan was afraid that something might happen to drive, so he took her back to his residence.

"Shuye..., Shuye..., are you back?" Lin Tianzhuo shook and turned on the light. She ran to every room and found that there was no one. She sat alone by the bed, secretly stunned.

"He didn't come, and he won't come again." Zheng Yuan touched his swollen head and told her with a sigh.

"No, Shuye won't treat me like this. He loves me, I love Shuye..."

"Enough, that man doesn't love you, he doesn't love you!" Faced with the sadness of a woman, Zheng Yuan lost his temper.

Then the figure curled up and let out a sob. Zheng Yuan couldn't bear it and walked over and tried to comfort her, but was hugged by the figure.

"Shuye, I love you, I really love you."

"You're drunk, Tian Zhuo."

"No, I just miss you, I miss you every second..."

Zheng Yuan was still stunned. The figure kissed his lips intoxicatedly, and then threw himself into his arms with satisfaction.

Zheng Yuan, who was a little scared, tried to break free from the beautiful figure, and then she shook her hand and was about to fall. He held her and saw her beautiful hair floating, her bangs covered her misty eyes. The half of her side face revealed a kind of confusing beauty. The lips and the dimples on her cheek made him think of the woman who hurt his heart.

He was stunned, just immersed in an illusion, unwilling to wake up, and his lips were kissed.

The painful longing and the softness of the lips touched his memories, and he felt a little confused. Zheng Yuan unknowingly tasted the red lips.

It's her fragrance.

It's his night.

His heart was disturbed and he kissed deeply, and the figure suddenly stopped, as if he was about to struggle. He heard her call Shuye.

At that moment, Zheng Yuan was furious.

"He doesn't love you, don't love you, night!" He didn't allow her to struggle, "I love you, will give you the best love, night."

Alcohol mixed with jealousy, and the pretty side face intoxicated him. He kissed her dimples, kissed her chin, and kissed her lips greedily.

He felt her struggle, and the more she struggled, the more he aroused his desire for infinite conquest.

"night, I won't hurt you, I won't..." When Zheng Yuan's kiss was no longer influenced by his will, a non-detectable smile appeared on Lin Tianzhuo's cheeks.

"I'm yours..."

She let out a gentle gasp, and Zheng Yuan was bewitched by this sentence, and his eyes were filled with deep affection.

"I love you, night, I can't forget you."

Lin Tianzhuo gave up struggling in his lingering kiss, and Zheng Yuan, who took off his suit, had a very charming outline. Li Futian's hands would make people creepy, but Zheng Yuan was different. It was a feeling of love, full of care and tenderness. Lin Tianzhuo rarely cried.

But thinking about her past, she had never been "loved" by a man so beautifully, and she cried for herself.

Then she remembered Ye Xingcheng, what a lucky woman, she was jealous and bewitched Zheng Yuan with her voice, and the man's drunkenness was already emitting, without any slight rationality.

Lin Tianzhuo was used to waiting for the dawn to light up and time passed by.

The man who had been hungover for a night finally woke up. When his vision was gradually clearing, Zheng Yuan saw the beautiful figure beside him. At first he thought it was a dream, but later he knew it was not a dream.

And this sleeping woman is...

He buzzed his head and sat up suddenly. This shock woke up the woman in his dream.

She looked around this strange place and seemed to remember something. After a trance, she suddenly turned her back.

He looked at her for a moment, his eyes filled with a hint of understanding and struggle, "You go half an hour later, I'll leave first."

He watched her dress, and the tear-off clothes and the traces on her body confirmed how outstanding and ridiculous he was last night.

"Sorry--" Apart from these three words, he couldn't remember what to say.

"Forget it, we'll all forget."
Chapter completed!