Zhao Dong thought he had encountered an accident and hurried forward.
It was a man with shirtless upper body, thin figure, and a large tattoo on his chest that made him disgusted.
The emotions that cannot be expressed are also situations that have never been expected!
Why are there other men in the apartment that Meng Jiao rented?
And this man dressed casually, as if he had just taken a shower.
Could it be that Meng Jiao already has a boyfriend and is living with someone?
Just as she was thinking, Meng Jiao had already entered the house.
Zhao Dong stood at the door with his suitcase in his arms. The atmosphere was awkward, and it was neither right to enter nor stop.
Fortunately, another woman's voice came from the room soon, "Hey, Sister Jiao, why did you come back so early today?"
Meng Jiao explained, "I finished work early today."
As she said that, she glanced at Zhao Dong who was following her and said blankly: "Come in!"
Zhao Dong then gritted his teeth into the house.
In the living room, a woman wrapped her head with a towel on her head, stepped on the coffee table, and was applying nail polish.
The posture was not elegant, and when she saw Zhao Dong, she didn't mean to avoid it too much.
The woman joked: "Yo, Sister Jiao, is this your boyfriend? It's quite delicious. I haven't heard you say before, when did you meet me?"
Meng Jiao smiled, without explaining, and walked towards the innermost bedroom.
The man took out a cigarette, his eyes fell on Meng Jiao's back, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes.
Zhao Dong raised his eyebrows, walked forward to stop his gaze, and followed into the corridor.
In the corridor, I met another woman.
Only then did Zhao Dong realize that it should be an apartment that was shared by three people, but the environment here was indeed not very good.
It was hard for him to imagine how a woman as delicate as Meng Jiao lived here?
Enter the door.
Meng Jiao's bedroom is not big, it looks like seven or eight square meters, with a bunk bed and a dressing table.
Apart from that, there is no more furniture.
The room was simple, but very tidy, and it was arranged neatly without any mess.
The details have been carefully decorated.
The room was filled with a faint fragrance, as if it was two worlds from the outside.
Meng Jiao did not look back, "Close the door!"
Zhao Dong closed the door and then found a place to put the suitcase in place.
The room is really not big. After setting up the suitcase, there was no extra room to walk around.
He looked around the room and Meng Jiao should be living in the lower bunk, with a pair of pink bedding.
It was empty, with some debris and toiletries placed, and it was obviously not like a living person.
Zhao Dong's eyes turned back, and he was about to say something, but suddenly he froze.
I don’t know when Meng Jiao had already taken off her coat.
When he looked over, Meng Jiao was unbuttoning her shirt.
The clothes slid off the shoulders, revealing most of the snow-white shoulders, and even the close-fitting clothes could be seen clearly.
Zhao Dong was startled, turned around quickly, staggered his eyes and said, "What are you doing?"
Meng Jiao ignored it and continued to unbutton her clothes. When she turned around, she only had two close-fitting clothes left on her body.
The skin is dazzlingly white.
Perfect figure without any flaws,
The winding curves and arcs are enough to make any man crazy.
Zhao Dong didn't dare to look at it at this moment.
Meng Jiao walked forward and pressed her down: "Zhao Dong, what are you hiding?"
"You have spent so much effort today. It's a hero who saves the beauty and sends me home again. Isn't that just for this?"
"Now I'm stripping naked and standing in front of you, what are you still hesitating about?"
Zhao Dong was embarrassed, "Sister Jiao, you misunderstood!"
Meng Jiao laughed and cried, "Misunderstanding?"
"What did I misunderstand?"
"Then tell me, you are a married man, why are you pestering me like this?"
"Isn't it to get my guy?"
"Zhao Dong, don't deny it, otherwise you will be too hypocritical!"
Zhao Dong said solemnly: "You really misunderstood. I have no purpose, I just want to help you!"
Meng Jiao seemed to hear a joke, "Help me?"
"When I need your help the most, Zhao Dong, where are you?"
"I don't answer the phone, I'll hide from me!"
"Now, I'm so down, you've come to provoke me and disturb my life again and again!"
"At the time, you were afraid that Sophie would misunderstand, so you hid from me. Why are you jumping out again?"
"Zhao Dong, let me tell you, Meng Jiao doesn't care about it!"
"You are so pestering me so much, just to get my people, to make up for the regret of not being able to eat my mouth?"
"Today I will fulfill your wishes, please hurry up. I still have something to do later and I don't have time to accompany you!"
"After you finish, please don't bother me again."
"From now on, we will not owe each other!"
Zhao Dong squinted his eyes, his emotions unstoppable.
From Meng Jiao's words, he guessed something.
Meng Jiao did make a phone call, but at that time, he was about to move to the old house in Jiangbei with Sophie.
She also made up her mind to keep a distance from Meng Jiao, so she deliberately avoided her.
But who would have thought that such a change would occur?
The more Zhao Dong thought about it, the more guilty he felt, and he was so frustrated that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Finally, he punched the wall with a fierce punch!
Meng Jiao was not grateful, "Zhao Dong, you don't need to make this look for me."
"You never owe me anything, and I don't need you to compensate me for anything."
"What are you afraid of if you don't speak?"
"Don't worry, I won't tell Sophie, let alone let you be responsible!"
"If you think I'm dirty, wait a moment and I'll wash it clean!"
As she said that, she put on a bathrobe and was about to go out.
Zhao Dong was so uncommon, "I'm sorry, I'll come to you again someday."
As he said that, he left without looking back.
Meng Jiao stood there, lost her mind. After Zhao Dong left for a long time, she started crying as if she was empty.
The crying became louder and louder, aggrieved and helpless.
...
After leaving Meng Jiao, Zhao Dong could not calm down for a long time.
Back in the car, turned on the music, turned on the volume, and lit another cigarette.
One after another, until half of the cigarette was finished, his mood was relieved.
Zhao Dong admitted that there was indeed a relationship with Meng Jiao, which seemed to be in the beginning.
But the relationship with Sophie is not fake, and it is still a bit exaggerated!
He is not fraternal and has a woman in his heart. How could he provoke another one?
So he was destined to be in debt to Meng Jiao.
But as Meng Jiao said, she ignored her and let her die?
Zhao Dong couldn't do it anyway.
I don't know what to do, so I can only stop thinking about it.
As if he was escaping, Zhao Dong put aside his messy thoughts and drove to a nearby baking shop.
I ordered a portion of Meng Jiao's favorite desserts and bread, and brought a cup of Starbucks coffee and returned to my rental apartment.
I went there and went there, plus the time I was dazed in the car, nearly two hours passed.
After Zhao Dong knocked on the door again, it took a while before someone opened the door.
When the woman saw Zhao Dong, she looked surprised, "It's you? Why are you back?"