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Chapter 47 Black and White Chocolate Chips

After a while, Zuo Chen stood up and left Ding Suwei's lips. He suddenly touched his lips without thinking. He had a panic expression in his eyes in an instant. He looked down at Ding Suwei who was still stunned. He suddenly felt angry and funny. Is it so unbelievable that he kissed her? What I laughed was that Ding Suwei with a ignorant expression at this moment was really cute.

Zuo Chen had a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Can you make porridge?"

His voice seemed to have some magic, which made Ding Suwei unable to feel rejected at all. He nodded obediently. Looking at Zuo Chen's back as he walked out, Ding Suwei recovered and realized what she had done just now. Her heart stagnated, and her face turned pale a little later.

"Vivi, are you okay?" He had been standing by the door and looking at the meatballs of the two people in the room. Now, seeing Ding Suwei's expression suddenly change, he rushed to Ding Suwei's bed and asked worriedly.

Ding Suwei looked up at Maruzi and asked with hesitation and worry, "Muzi, do you think, am I qualified to love?"

"What are you talking about stupidly?" Maruko asked in confusion. Didn't the two of them just now be fine? Why did they suddenly change now?

Suddenly, Ding Suwei woke up from her dream and laughed: "Nothing, nothing."

Maruko looked at her bad face and said, "Then you have a good rest, I'll go out first. I'll call you after dinner."

Ding Suwei nodded and lay down with the help of Maruko. In a trance, she fell asleep at some point. It was a good night's sleep. Ding Suwei didn't even have a dream. When she opened her eyes, the sky outside the window was already orange-yellow.

She struggled to get up, but her arm hit the bedside table without notice. She screamed in surprise and the bedroom door opened.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Nothing, I just want to get up."

Zuo Chen squatted beside Ding Suwei's bed. His warm big hand held Ding Suwei's almost cut arm. Looking at the red position, he sighed and said helplessly: "Can't you ask someone to help you?"

"I can do it alone." Ding Suwei said arrogantly.

"Okay, are you still injured?"

With a light cough, Ding Suwei wondered if Zuo Chen had a part-time job as a debater and said embarrassedly: "Isn't this an accident? Besides, I always bother them, and I will be annoyed in the future."

Zuo Chen looked at her deeply and then said, "Then you will call me from now on."

Hearing Zuo Chen's words, Ding Suwei's heart quietly seemed to have been putting something in her, and it smelled sweet.

"I'm not annoyed." Zuo Chen whispered.

Dingdong, Dingdong, the sound of a doorbell came from the entrance. Before Zuo Chen in the room stood up, the ringtone became more and more rapid. Ding Suwei subconsciously wanted to get up and open the door, but she didn't think that her legs and feet were not smooth at this moment. As soon as she stood up, the pain around her body immediately made her wrinkle her face.

With a scream, she leaned forward and fell into Zuo Chen's arms. Fortunately, Zuo Chen often exercises and his body functions are quick to react. He immediately stood up and hugged Ding Suwei tightly, so he did not let the two fall to the ground, but at this moment the postures of the two were very ambiguous and intimate.

Zuo Chen felt the softness on his chest and immediately blushed. For the first time, he stuttered: "Wei, Wei Wei? Why don't you sit by the bed first and I'll take the wheelchair over?"

Ding Suwei had long felt the abnormality. She remembered in the flash that she had just woken up and was only wearing casual pajamas. Her face was blushing and bleeding. She nodded between Zuo Chen's neck and said, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange man's voice came from the door, and he said in surprise in out-of-tune Chinese: "Chen! You have become so open!"

Hearing the sound, Ding Suwei turned her head in surprise and looked at the bald brother standing at the doorside, who was as dark as nightgown, with his face pale and red.

The next moment, Zuo Chen changed the positions of the two people he was huddled, and let the back of the letter face to the door, blocking Ding Suwei's figure tightly. He shouted with anger: "Get out!"

The bald black brother expressed his grievance. After so many years, Zuo Chen finally proposed to meet, but the result was that he had such an attitude towards himself. What does China mean? Yes! He emphasized sex over friends! He curled his lips and turned around and walked towards the living room casually. In the end, he still thoughtfully closed the door for the two of them.

Zuo Chen didn't stay for a long time. He gently put Ding Suwei on the bed, turned around and walked out. Then Maruko came in and helped Ding Suwei change her clothes, and then pushed Ding Suwei's wheelchair to the living room.

As soon as Ding Suwei walked into the living room, she saw the black brother looking around at his house, talking nonstop. Ding Suwei couldn't hear clearly, so she waved her hand and called Zuo Chen, asking, "Is this person your friend?"

Zuo Chen held his forehead, although he didn't want to admit it, but it was indeed true: "Yes."

"He's coming to see you?"

"No, he is the coffee shop decoration designer I found for you, named Jian." To be honest, Zuo Chen wanted to let this guy go now, but it seemed too late.

Ding Suwei bulged her cheeks and looked at Jian not far away talking to Yixiu and was talking to Yixiu in a warm manner. The suspicion in her eyes became stronger and stronger, until she watched Jian Baji kiss Yixiu's white bald head, and the doubts in Ding Suwei's eyes were wiped out.

She laughed out loud, looking at the two bald heads, one black and one white, not far away, like two black and white chocolate beans, she smiled back at Zuo Chen and said, "I believe it now."

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