Finally, Liang Fan lay on the sofa and didn't want to move. Her long hair, which had not been dried, was stuck to her temples. The sticky feeling all over her body made her uncomfortable and anxious.
"I usually look at Wen Wen Jingjing, but it turns out that she doesn't behave at all." The only thing that can move in her body is her mouth.
After cleaning up the traces, Zhou Jinghui put on his pants casually. Before he could button his shirt, he draped it on his body, revealing his muscular chest with clear texture.
He looked up at her, his dark eyes slightly narrowed, and his smile casual: "You are still so naive at twenty-six?"
Liang Fan snorted coldly and turned away from looking at him.
Turning her head, the blanket slipped slightly, revealing half an inch of her smooth back. Her skin was delicate and smooth, like fine jade, exuding clean beauty and aura.
"Lovers are not perfect, but they are well matched."
Zhou Jinghui fastened her buttons quickly, with a jade-like body and a stern posture, correcting her current mood.
Liang Fan lay on the sofa, his voice vague and hoarse: "Sister, you have many choices, who can be your lover."
Really, don't get involved.
The man chuckled, meaning: "Before you met me, you had many choices. But in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to."
Liang Wei suddenly turned his head, his thin eyebrows narrowed, as if he had a questioning look in his eyes.
Zhou Jinghui raised the corners of his lips and said word by word: "If Cheng Yanzhi knew that we were getting together, whether you would survive or not is still a matter of concern."
Hearing the sound, Liang Fan picked up the bathrobe on the side, put it on, and sat on the sofa. The unnatural blush on her face gradually disappeared, and her complexion looked a little pale: "He doesn't like me, he doesn't care."
It has been two years, but if Cheng Yanzhi had even the slightest intention for her, she would not be where she is today.
"In his mind, I am different from other men."
How to step on Cheng Yanzhi's pain, Zhou Jinghui had a clear idea in his mind.
Just as the two of them were locked in a stalemate, the silence of the living room was broken by a rapid ringing of the doorbell. The person who heard the sound was not evil.
Liang Wei quickly sorted out the ambiguous traces on her body, inhaling and exhaling. She didn't know who was coming so late. When she saw the figure in the surveillance equipment, her thick eyelashes blinked in panic, and she felt a little helpless and nervous.
Turning around, Liang Fan pointed at the floor-to-ceiling curtains behind Zhou Jinghui and whispered: "Cheng Yanzhi is coming, please hide for a while."
Standing behind the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhou Jinghui clearly understood how embarrassing the posture was without fantasizing. He shook his head, saying he was not cooperating.
The 1.88 meter tall man stood in front of her. Liang Fan had never thought that he was such a dangerous trouble, but no matter how much she complained, it was useless. She frowned and begged for mercy: "Send him away and we can have a good talk."
At this time, Zhou Jinghui was willing to lower his head and slowly walked around behind the curtain.
Pulling up the collar of his bathrobe, Liang Fan regained his confidence and opened the door pretending to be fine.
"Why are you back again?" She blocked the door, apparently not wanting him to come in.
When he got home, he found that his cell phone had been left here. Cheng Yanzhi was unwilling to speak and looked very bad. He pushed the woman in front of him who was in the way, broke into the living room and went straight to the sofa.
Liang Wei's heart rate was abnormal, and his voice increased: "Cheng Yanzhi, don't go crazy, I'll sue you for breaking into a house!"
The way he rushed in really looked like he was coming to catch someone raped.
Staring in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window, Liang Fan dragged his sore legs and stood quietly in front of Cheng Yanzhi, finally realizing that he seemed to be looking for something.
But instead, he bent over and rummaged around on the sofa.
In this position, she and Zhou Jinghui were just messing around, and she couldn't help but take a closer look.
Liang Fan pulled Cheng Yanzhi's arm and pushed him away, his face flushed from the force: "There is my underwear under the pillow, what are you looking for!"
The strong arguments worked, and Cheng Yanzhi immediately stopped and stopped rummaging around on the sofa.
"I left my phone here, find it for me." Cheng Yanzhi sneered coldly, "Who wants to see you without clothes?"
Liang Fan wanted to refute, but it was a false alarm, so she chose to settle the matter!