Unknowingly, Yang Ling and Tong Jia drank too much while talking and laughing.
Tong Jia was so dizzy from drinking that she was staggering when she walked, so Yang Ling naturally shouldered the important task of sending Tong Jia home.
Someone got out of the taxi. Yang Ling gently held Tong Jia's waist and walked in the quiet alley.
After Tong Jia lived alone, in order to save money, she rented a place in an old community without a doorman.
Originally, she shared a house with a colleague, but then the colleague found a boyfriend and moved in with her boyfriend, so now Tong Jia has found another place to live on her own.
There's nothing bad about this place. Although it's remote, it's quiet, and the security isn't bad.
There are many old and small places like this in Shenzhen City, which are naturally very poor. Every night you can see people fighting and killing people on the streets.
You can even often see arrogant hooligans with tattoos on their bodies chasing people with knives.
However, Tong Jia had done her homework a long time ago and avoided those dangerous places. Although she lived here alone, she was still safe.
"When did you move out of your home?"
Yang Ling had never asked Tong Jia this question before.
Although Yang Ling could guess the specific situation, including some of the things Tong Haiwei had done to him before, it was probably Tong Haiwei who discovered what happened between him and his daughter.
I definitely have a lot of responsibility for Tong Jia becoming what she is today.
Yang Ling still felt guilty.
Moreover, Tong Jia is such a self-reliant and self-reliant woman. She will not tell others easily about anything. She always keeps it to herself and thinks that she can solve it on her own.
Yang Ling couldn't help but feel distressed when she thought of a girl's family who had to bear so much pressure every day. The hand holding Tong Jia couldn't help but feel a little tighter.
"Your scratching hurts me..."
Tong Jia leaned gently on Yang Ling's shoulder and pretended to be drunk, but her heart was full of sweetness.
If she hadn't used drunkenness as a cover, would Tong Jia have the guts to rely on Yang Ling like this? Feeling the calm and safe comfort.
Tong Jia didn't know if she had such courage.
But now, this strong sense of security has tightly wrapped Tong Jia in it, making Tong Jia very intoxicated.
What a luxurious experience this is.
Although, it won't last long.
Instead of letting go, Yang Ling pulled Tong Jia deeply into his arms.
"What? Don't you like it?"
Tong Jia slightly stared at Yang Ling angrily and said.
"Try being strangled like this. Who would like this?"
Yang Ling said with a smile.
"No, I feel like this is pretty good, doesn't it? Look at the feel and the fleshy texture, they are so clear. If it were a little looser, you wouldn't be able to feel it. That would be a pity."
Listening to Yang Ling acting like a hooligan here, Tong Jia couldn't help but feel excited.
"Get out of here."
Tong Jia pushed Yang Ling away, and her face seemed to be covered with a layer of red cloth, which was so red that it was hot to the touch.
"I should have known you liked to act like a hooligan every day, and I would have taken advantage of you again."
Yang Ling did not pursue him persistently, but followed Tong Jia quietly, enjoying the moment of tranquility.
"Miss Tong, you walk so fast, I won't be able to keep up soon."
"Then go back!"
Tong Jia said, turning around and staring at Yang Ling.
That look in his eyes was very complicated.
"Then I'm really leaving?"
Yang Ling pretended to leave and Tong Jia bit her mouth angrily.
"If you want to leave, just leave. If you leave, don't come back!"
Tong Jia turned around and went upstairs.
Yang Ling followed him and shouted behind him.
"Hey, Miss Tong, I sent you all the way back and you didn't ask me to have a cup of tea or anything. Isn't that too cruel?"
"Who wants to invite you to tea?"
"I'm very thirsty. Let's go in and get a drink."
Yang Ling followed Tong Jia into the house, and with bonus points, Yang Ling clearly refused the door, but when she turned around to look at Yang Ling, she still pretended to be reluctant.
"If you don't leave, I will call the police later."
Yang Ling turned around and closed the door. Without saying much, a pair of hot lips pressed on Tong Jia's lips.
The Peng family hesitated and struggled a little before giving up resistance and quietly enjoying the silence between the two of them.
I don't know how long it took for Yang Ling to finally loosen those big lips.
Looking down at Tong Jia again, Tong Jia's lips seemed to be a little red because she was exerting too much force just now.
"I'll get you some water."
Before Yang Ling could say anything, Tong Jia ducked into the kitchen, breathing unusually fast.
"I've had a busy day today and I'm covered in sweat. I'm going to take a shower first."
Yang Ling stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at Tong Jia quietly.
Tong Jia turned her back to Yang Ling and whispered.
"Don't you need to go home? Take a shower at my place."
"Anyway, we're going back to the hotel and it's still far away. Maybe the hotel is closed now when we go back, right?"
"Nonsense, the hotel has 24-hour service, how could it be closed?"
Yang Ling said haha.
"My body must be sticky. It's so uncomfortable. I'll probably be so uncomfortable before I get back. I need to wash it here first!"
Saying that, Yang Ling got into the bathroom.
Ever since what happened that night, the relationship between the two has become very delicate.
They were as close as an ordinary couple, but there was a layer of veil between them that no one took the initiative to pierce.
Both of them carefully kept their relationship secret.
Although Tong Jia said she was reluctant, she still helped Yang Ling find some looser clothes.
These loose clothes are also women's clothes, but they still look very tight on Yang Ling's body.
Yang Ling walked out of the bathroom wearing such clothes. Even Tong Jia couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing when she saw it.
"Why are these clothes so weird even when they are well worn?"
Tong Jia couldn't help but smile and looked at Yang Ling.
Yang Ling became angry and went up to hug Tong Jia.
"What? You think it's funny, right?"
"Let me go, what are you doing?"
Tong Jia protested quietly in Yang Ling's arms.
"Maybe I want to do something a little more jarring?"
Yang Ling's big hands kept reaching down, and just when he was about to reach the position, Tong Jia suddenly grabbed his wrist.
"don't want!"
"What's wrong?"
"I...I'm not ready yet."
Tong Jia pushed Yang Ling away and got into the bathroom holding her clothes.
Yang Ling was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
The two of them were drunk last time, and most importantly, Tong Jia was drugged last time, so her consciousness was relatively blurred and she lowered her guard.