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Chapter 113 A Bottle of Soda Filled with Gas

Shu Wan sat by the bed, Zhou Lianshen slowly approached, and his eyes looked dangerous.

Her palms were sweating, and a sensation of anxiety arose in the air.

Shu Wan's hands were behind her back and quietly clenched the sheet.

She hid backwards, and the distance he controlled was closer.

Shu Wan even breathed lightly, she didn't know what Zhou Lianshen was going to do...

‘Buzz buzz’

When the sudden vibration sounded, Shu Wan's heart was finally calmed down.

But she didn't dare to relax at all. Without the arrogance she had just now, her clear eyes stared at him obediently, and whispered: "Mobile phone... your phone rings."

Zhou Lianshen had no intention of doing anything to her, but just scared her. Unexpectedly, Shu Wan was faster than anyone else.

He straightened up and ordered, "Helmet me."

"..." He was clearly standing by the bed.

Shu Wan was speechless and did not dare to show it. She could only stand up honestly and carefully support him and sit back on the bed.

Zhou Lianshen adjusted his sitting posture. Although he was lazy, he was more comfortable.

Confirm that his injured leg was not hit, Shu Wan pulled the quilt and gently covered his waist.

These actions are particularly gentle and patient.

Although she was still getting angry last second, her eyes were full of concern for him.

Zhou Lianshen couldn't help but smile.

The phone is still ringing, and he is actually quite annoyed.

After taking out his cell phone, he didn't even look at the caller ID, and stared at Shu Wan seriously.

Seeing that she sat down after she was busy, he spoke out, "Come here."

She did what she wanted.

Zhou Lianshen: "Live on me."

She continued to do what she said, lying on his chest without any pretentiousness.

Zhou Lianshen wanted to speak again, but suddenly a voice came from the phone that had been answered.

"Ashen, who are you talking to?"

The familiar sound quality is good, and it has a questioning attitude.

Zhou Lianshen frowned and calmly lowered the volume of his phone.

"No one." He asked in a cold tone, "What's the matter?"

"Have your injuries been better?"

The woman's tone was still full of concern, but Zhou Lianshen just sneered: "What do you think?"

"I was accidentally... but what you said was too much." Speaking of this, she seemed to sigh: "Ashen, you don't know, my emotional state has been very unstable in the past two years, and I have to do it every day.

Take medicine to calm the mind and treat anxiety, I..."

Zhou Lianshen interrupted her voice coldly: "That's your business, there's no need to tell me."

When he spoke, Shu Wan lay on his left shoulder, holding her own cell phone to reply to WeChat.

Zhou Lianshen's attention was attracted by the chat content on her screen. It seemed to be a group, and he seemed to mention him, but before he could take a closer look, Shu Wan had already exited the dialog box.

The woman's voice on the other end of the phone came intermittently—

"So many years have passed, can't we talk calmly?"

"Actually, I never thought that we would meet again after the divorce." She paused, and her tone seemed to have a deep meaning: "I heard that there are no new people around you in the past few years."

Shu Wan is playing games again, els blocks, quite childish.

He looked at Shu Wan piled up blocks there with concentration, and responded absent-mindedly: "So what?"

"I know you're waiting for me."

After a while of silence, the woman gave him a sure answer.

She sighed, as if full of regret and helplessness: "Actually there is no need to do this. Ah Shen, I still hope you are happy. I will not be so selfish in occupying you..."

When she spoke, Zhou Lianshen put on Bluetooth headphones.

As he moved, Shu Wan sat up a little.

Then, I saw him freeing his hand and pulling open the drawer again.

He planned to light a cigarette.

I don’t know what the woman said, but Zhou Lianshen only heard the following sentence clearly: “If you meet a woman who likes you, you might as well give it a try…”

"Don't smoke."

Before the voice during the call fell, Shu Wan, who was sitting next to him, suddenly took over his cigarette with courage.

He had just bitten between his teeth and hadn't even found a lighter.

Shu Wan pinched the cigarette in her hand and her voice was gentle: "Didn't you agree to quit this time?"

Shu Wan's voice was neither high nor low. The person on the other side of the phone heard it clearly. He seemed to be stunned for a moment and called him: "Ashen?"

Zhou Lianshen replied to Shu Wan's words first: "I didn't promise you to quit, just click it for me."

His tone was a little strong, and his eyes were even heavier when he looked at her.

Shu Wan was timid and fierce: "...you clearly agreed!"

Seeing that he went to get the cigarette box on the bedside table again, she immediately reached out and pressed it down: "Don't smoke!"

"Ashen, who are you talking to? Is there a woman there?" The tone from the headphones was a little anxious.

Zhou Lianshen turned around and held Shu Wan's hand.

He clasped his fingers very naturally under the palm of her hand.

It was obvious that there was no suggestive action, Shu Wan's earlobe still turned red.

This young reaction touched the possessive nerve in his heart.

Just now, that wasn't enough... Just like what he wanted, it was obviously a bottle of soda filled with air, and what was handed to him was just a bottle of pure water.

Zhou Lian lowered his eyes and stared at her fair and soft fingers, and his eyes gradually became more familiar with them.

A fire ignited in his heart, and someone was still adding fuel to it.

The man asked him, "Ashen, why don't you speak? Who is the woman around you?"

Zhou Lianshen tightly grabbed Shu Wan's finger, his tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any emotion, and said, "My fiancée, Ono's stepmother."

"What?" The woman was anxious when she heard this: "I, I clearly heard of you-"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Lianshen let go of Shu Wan, hung up the call, took off his headphones and threw them on the bedside table.

His last sentence seemed to mention himself. Shu Wan heard it, her eyes widened slightly, and she asked in confusion: "Who called?"

Zhou Lianshen looked at her and then hooked her fingers.

He replied lightly: "Ono's real mother."

"..." Shu Wan was silent for a long time and replied to him: "...Oh."

Then, he didn't want to hook his fingers, so he deliberately put his hands behind his back.

Such a small move fell into Zhou Lianshen's eyes. He did not expose it, nor did he take back his hand, but said, "Don't you ask what we have said?"

Shu Wan pursed her lips and pretended: "No need to ask, I heard it just now."

He raised his eyebrows: "Don't want to know what she said?"

Shu Wan planned to reply that he didn't want to, and he hesitated for a moment.

In the three or five seconds when she was silent, Zhou Lianshen's cell phone rang again.

The phone was placed on him. Shu Wan lowered her head and saw the caller ID on it, a string of numbers belonging to Jiangzhou, without any notes.

Shu Wan was not very happy, and her tone was sour: "Has she called again?"

Zhou Lianshen looked at her, ignored her, and said to her, "You answer."

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