After washing up, Zhuang Mingli changed his clothes and answered another phone call. When he went downstairs, he saw Zhuo Jian sitting there, talking on the phone, so he took a lighter pace and did not disturb her.
"How are you now?"
"fine."
She didn't answer the old lady's call, and Ouyang Ping called her again shortly after hanging up.
"It's okay if I don't want to listen. Do you want me to fly back now?"
"It's okay, the treatment was timely, so my life was saved."
Zhuo Jian said softly without taking it seriously.
"I'm almost scared Jian Jian to death. I will go back as soon as possible. As long as Fu Yanye finds that person, I must let that person sit in prison."
Ouyang Ping controlled her excited voice on the phone.
This New Year, even Ouyang Ping suddenly received an emergency task to go on a business trip.
But as soon as she went on a business trip, Zhuo Jian almost lost her life.
"By the way, where are you now?"
Ouyang Ping asked again.
"In, we lead the family."
"What leader?"
"Zhuang Mingli's mother, Yin Ling."
"Oh, she, sometimes I think, Zhuang Mingli is so considerate to you, and be with him, at least he won't bully you as perverted as Fu Yanye."
"I can't be here for a long time, I will go find a house again right away."
"What other house are you looking for? Find Fu Yanye to dig one. It's not enough to waste time. Yin Ling won't... Come right away. I have to go out now. Take care of yourself. Think twice before doing everything, and talk later.
”
Ouyang Ping was suddenly called and had to hang up the phone.
Zhuo Jian saw Zhuang Mingli standing next to him in a blink of an eye. Before he could speak, Zhuang Mingli put his hands behind him and looked at her with a little disappointed look, looking at her without knowing what to say.
"Are you so afraid of getting along with me?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him, but Fu Yanye's face soon appeared in his mind.
She had just returned to the city that year, and it seemed that he was talking to her like this.
"My mother is still safe now, so you can live there first. If you feel it is inconvenient, I will find another house for you."
Zhuang Mingli sat next to her and talked to her.
“You have done enough.”
"I'm not going to be a bad guy, what if I touch you?"
"Touching does not mean falling in love with you."
Zhuo Jian patiently reminds.
"Then I can't control it, I haven't even got it."
No matter how you care whether it is touching or love.
Only when you get it will you know what you want.
Zhuang Mingli didn't want to be that far away, so he couldn't help but go to see her again. She was so haggard that he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch her forehead.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously retreated.
"Don't move."
He protected the back of her head with one hand and pressed the other on her forehead.
"Baby, you're having a fever."
“…”
"What's wrong?"
When Zhuo Jian heard the words, his hair stood up all over his body. He immediately pushed him away and retreated to the edge of the sofa, staring at him with caution.
Zhuang Mingli didn't understand why she suddenly seemed a little bit thorny?
"you……"
"Me? What am I?"
"Don't say that kind of thing."
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat was so strong, but he still had reason to stop him.
"What kind of words?"
He just thought she had a fever, and after thinking about it, he asked her in a low voice in confusion: "Baby?"
"Don't say anything about it."
Zhuo Jian stared at him, feeling creepy.
He even doubted whether he was possessed by Fu Yanye.
"I'm just worried about you."
"The doctor said that it is normal to have mild fever symptoms before the poison is completely excreted. As the poison is more and more, the fever will naturally fade away."
She was like a frightened girl, staring at him straight, but her mind was still clear.
Zhuang Mingli was very sad.
She looked like she disliked him.
Could it be...
He had heard of emotional cleanliness, and he couldn't help staring at her and kept guessing whether she had emotional cleanliness.
Zhuo Jian was already holding herself with protection, and his mind was full of messy past.
Soon her cell phone remembered again, and it was still an old lady. She looked at it and sighed helplessly.
"Do you need me to pick you up?"
"don't want."
Zhuo Jian refused immediately.
She didn't want him to scare the old lady out of the way.
Moreover, the old lady called at this time, and it was probably related to Fu Yanye.
Zhuo Jian thought about it, and later sent a WeChat message to the old lady to ask her to rest assured.
"We have known each other for a long time. Zhuo Jian, can I call you A Jian or Jian Jian like your friend?"
"Just call me Zhuo Jian."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him and said.
Actually, she wanted to find a room to rest.
Zhuang Mingli was not very happy and felt a little aggrieved. He leaned forward to her a little, keeping a little distance from her, "Do you have a cleanliness obsession?"
"What?"
Zhuo Jian was stunned.
How could she have a cleanliness obsession?
Those who have a cleanliness obsession are...
Zhuo Jian looked at him seriously again and suddenly fell silent.
"You are very unhappy when I touch you. You don't think I want to do anything to you, do you? I, a strong and good young man, would I have done anything to you if I really want to do anything to you?
At that time, it was my territory, and we were on the roof again, you looked..."
"Zhuang Mingli, if you want to do this again, I'll leave."
Zhuo Jian leaned back and felt that he was getting closer and closer, so he had to ask.
"You looked like a 28-year-old girl, covered in thorns but it made people want to peel it open."
He hadn't drunk yet, but he felt that he had begun to lose his consciousness.
What is he talking about?
His voice was very low and hoarse, but in the huge sofa, they were only two of them, so close.
Zhuo Jian went back and forth, and when he couldn't hold on to his waist and was about to fall down, his hand was placed behind her, and the posture was even more ambiguous.
Zhuo Jian was stunned and his heart was about to jump out, looking at him.
"But I swear, I'm just polite to you, unless you agree, I just touched you, just want to know your temperature, don't, be ill of me, okay?"
He was discussing with her.
Zhuo Jian remembered that when the two met at the police station and when they first met, they were kidnapped, and suddenly felt that he didn't have to compromise so much.
"Zhuang Mingli, I can't hold on to you."
"As sooner or later you will forget him, I have a way."
He said.
Later he left and went to the kitchen.
He is just cooking.
Fortunately, it's average.
Otherwise, she would be really scared to death.
He poured himself wine while eating.
Zhuo Jian looked at the glass of wine and suddenly said, "Don't drink."
"Um?"
Zhuang Mingli was surprised and thought he had hallucinations.
"Ah, I mean, drinking alcohol is harmful, it's better not to drink it."
"You are here, no, no, no, I definitely don't care about me. Could it be that I think what I said on the sofa was too hurtful at that time, so I care about me and comfort me?"
Zhuang Mingli looked at her and did not dare to be self-indulgent, so he could only ask her carefully and tentatively.