He stood at the door and did not go in immediately. He looked around her house. It was very large and had a wide field of vision. As an industry practitioner, he could tell at a glance that it was about 500 square meters.
Every space in the house is carefully designed, revealing the taste of the owner. But there is no atmosphere of life, it is cold and cold, like an art exhibition hall.
So she stood at the bar not far away, illuminated by a circle of lights. She looked feminine and frail, and her long skirt of silky fabric outlined perfect curves, like a work of art, blending in with the house.
In one.
However, Zhao Tingxing is not an artistic person, so he cannot appreciate her. He only thinks that her face is extremely ugly at the moment.
Han Li glanced at him and said, "There are slippers in the cabinet on the left."
Zhao Tingxing nodded and was about to bend down to open the cabinet to get the slippers. Han Li seemed to have thought of something and suddenly rushed over and pressed the door of the cabinet with one hand, "I'll get them for you."
Inexplicably, the man's breathing became heavier because he ran over so quickly, and he gasped for breath when he stood in front of Zhao Tingxing.
Zhao Tingxing stood up straight and spread his hands: "Take it."
I was confused about her abnormality, but I wasn't curious. I just took a slipper.
Han Li calmed down, then opened a gap in the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of disposable slippers for him.
Her family occasionally has guests coming to her house, so she has prepared a lot of slippers for both men and women. As for why she is nervous? Because there are several pairs of children's shoes in the shoe cabinet that Han Zhaoyi wore when he came a while ago, and she hasn't had time to put them away yet.
Zhao Tingxing changed his shoes and walked in side by side with her. She usually felt tall, but now she was much shorter than him because of her slippers. It gave the impression that she was petite.
When they arrived at the bar, Han Li poured a glass of warm water for him and himself, and said, "Congratulations."
This is what Zhao Tingxing seems to want to hear. He has to admit that he wants her to see his success, both because she left him because she disliked him because he was poor, and because of her subsequent help.
All in all, it's a complex emotion, but it's all to prove that he can do it.
Han Li has been running a low fever for the past two days and is feeling very weak. He was nervous and sweating on his forehead just now. "Turn left ahead. The first room is the guest room. You can sleep there. Good night."
She couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to go back to her room immediately and lie down to rest.
The two of them rarely talked seriously before, and they went straight to the topic almost as soon as they met. Zhao Tingxing came over tonight, of course he had some ideas, but seeing her like this, he lost all interest and just asked, "Do you want to go up?"
Hospital?"
He doesn't care about others, and even when he says this, he emphasizes it a bit harshly, which sounds awkward to him.
Han Li shook his head: "No, just take some medicine and you'll be fine."
With that said, he went to his room.
After taking two steps, a shadow suddenly shrouded behind her, and the person was picked up in the air. She really didn't have the strength tonight: "I'm sick."
Zhao Tingxing only asked: "Which room is yours?"
Han Li pointed not far away, and Zhao Tingxing carried her over.
He was still wearing the suit and trousers from the celebration party just now, and he looked serious, while she was wearing less. When he held her like this, most of her body was exposed. The mirror hanging paintings on the corridor wall reflected the two of them, which was unexpectedly
There is an artistic conception that makes you want to speak but is still shy, and your neck is lingering.
Fortunately, Zhao Tingxing was focused on finding her room and didn't see the blurry image in the mirror that made people daydream.
When he arrived at her room, Zhao Tingxing put her on the bed. His movements were not gentle, and she almost fell into it.