After closing the office door, Xiang Ziwan glanced gratefully at Zuo Zimo and said, "Thank you just now!"
Zuo Zimo raised his eyebrows, changed from the cold and sharp expression outside the office just now, looked at the other party with playful eyes and said: "Do we need to be so polite between us?"
For the first time, Xiang Ziyuan did not argue with the other party, but sighed quietly and said: "I'm afraid that what you just said will make the relationship between the two of us even more unclear!"
Zuo Zimo raised his lips slightly and said with a smile: "What? Are you worried now? Didn't you admit it in front of everyone when you were outside just now?"
"I……"
Xiang Ziyuan was speechless for a moment, then she glared at the other person and said, "Isn't it all because of you?"
If the other party hadn't decided to transfer her up privately, how could she have attracted criticism from those people for no reason? Three years after joining the company, this was the first time that she had been troubled by her colleagues in public.
Actually, it's not that I'm not depressed.
Zuo Zimo took a few steps forward, pulled the other person into his arms, rubbed the other person's head and said: "Don't think too much, the relationship between us is not as complicated as you think."
It was the first time that Xiang Ziyuan was so close to the other person. Of course, the time when she was drunk did not count, because she had no impression at all. She could even faintly feel the other person's heartbeat against the other person's pure black suit jacket.
For a moment, her cheeks felt slightly warm, and her heartbeat could not help but speed up. The next second, she suddenly realized something, and quickly pushed the other person away like an electric shock, and said with a blushing face: "You, what are you doing?"
The corners of Zuo Zimo's eyes rose, filled with a joking smile: "Of course it's to communicate with my girlfriend!"
Xiang Ziyuan's face turned redder and redder, especially when she was stared at by the other party's eyes, she felt that her whole body was about to burn, and she said with a very embarrassed expression: "You, you rogue!"
Zuo Zimo couldn't help being amused by her words, and laughed out loud: "Does this make you a hooligan? Then you took the initiative to throw yourself into your arms and hugged me, insisting that I accompany you.
Sleeping, what does that mean?"
Xiang Ziyuan couldn't believe that the person the other party was talking about was really her, and she felt ashamed and embarrassed for a moment. It seemed that wine was really not a good thing, and she wouldn't dare to drink it again next time.
Zuo Zimo saw her embarrassment in his eyes, but he had no intention of letting her go. He raised his eyebrows in interest and said, "Why don't you speak anymore? Could it be that your tongue was suddenly bitten off by a cat?"
Xiang Ziyuan blushed and held it in for a long time before saying, "I, I'm drunk!"
Zuo Zimo chuckled and raised his eyebrows again, "Can I deny the things I did when I was drunk? Then, can I do anything to you when I'm drunk next time?"
Xiang Ziyuan's face changed slightly, "Well, what do you want?" If the other party really pretends to be drunk and then does something worse than a beast to her, wouldn't she suffer a lot?
However, it has been so long, and the other party only thinks of settling the score with me now. Is it too late?
"Of course I want you to be responsible for me." Someone said rationally and confidently.
"Responsible?" Xiang Ziyuan was stunned for a moment. His thoughts couldn't help but go back to a certain morning, when that person also said the same thing to him.
Time has passed and seven years have passed, but I didn't expect that such a thing would happen again. And it all happened after she was drunk. Is this a coincidence?
Xiang Ziwan tugged her lips slightly, feeling bitter in her heart.