There is a cartoon on TV, Tom and Jerry, one chasing and the other escaping.
As if she was tired from sitting, she pulled him down and put it on his shoulders, "Don't move, it's so comfortable."
Leng Yiran lowered his head, his warm eyes overflowing his cold eyes little by little, looking at her, pampering her, and guarding her. Even if this little time seemed to him stolen, he would rather deceive himself.
He and she are simply a man and a woman.
Watching TV, she suddenly frowned and said, "Tell me, why do cats always chase while mice are used to running away?"
Following her eyeliner, he glanced at the childish pictures on the TV and raised the corners of his mouth a few times, "Because these two creatures are born to be natural enemies. They are destined."
She smiled, left his shoulder, and faced him face to face. Her radiant face exuded her unique wild charm, "What about us? Are we considered rivals? Enemies? Or are we destined to be natural enemies who are destined to run away and chase each other?
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"I don't know," he smiled, reaching out to touch the face that fascinated him, "No matter what it is, we are destined to be inseparable."
"Haha," Zhixing smiled, turned off the TV, and yawned lazily, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."
He stood up and said in a calm tone, looking a bit unfamiliar, "Go to bed early."
"Wait a minute," Zhixing stopped him, pointed to the bed, smiled brighter, and said softly, "I don't like this bed, can you change it for me?"
He lowered his eyes and with the light behind him, his expression could not be seen.
"I'll burn it."
Zhixing raised his eyebrows and said, "Thanks. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."
She acted as if nothing had happened, and she didn't even mention a word to Tao Weicheng. She was a bit incomprehensible. After giving her one last look, he exited the room.
The moment he left, the smile on Zhixing's face quickly froze.
After walking out of the bathroom, she suddenly felt that the room was eerily quiet. She lay on the sofa, lit a cigarette, held it in her mouth, put her arms behind her head, and stared at the ceiling coldly.
Suddenly, the cigarette from his mouth was taken away, and a lazy and slightly dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded in the room.
"Stop smoking for me from now on."
Zhixing didn't panic, curled his lips and sat up, "You care about me?"
A sneer, "What else? Do you still want to take care of me?"
The sofa next to him sank in, and there was a handsome man with a smile like a flower. His evil eyes looked at him without blinking, as if they were about to squeeze out water, which made Zhi Xing feel violently cold.
The more Yan Shengjie puts on this expression of causing disaster to the country and the people, the more it shows that he is very unhappy now.
Thinking of that day in the hospital, when he held her in his arms, even if outsiders thought she had a neurological deficit, he let her cry and let her vent... She lowered her head silently, feeling a little uncomfortable all over, "Why are you here?"
"Why did you leave secretly?" he asked unhurriedly, his tone was calm and calm, but there was an intimidating aura everywhere.
She drew up her legs and rested her chin on her knees, "I will avenge myself."
"Are you good at shooting, or are you good at killing people?" Yan Shengjie snorted disdainfully and glanced at her sideways, "Revenge? What will you take as revenge? Just with your terrible beauty trap?" After saying that,
He added maliciously, "If you are a beauty."
Zhixing glared at him and said angrily, "I can't shoot or kill, but I can break his heart!"
Yan Shengjie turned around and leaned over, his face very close, "Then you are going to pay for yourself?"
Zhi Xing bit his lip and turned away, "Anyway, just make him miserable."
"You are not a fool. If you don't give your heart, he won't feel pain at all!"
"Then just give it to him. As long as I can get revenge on him, I don't care!"
"You really just want this?"
Zhi Xing was stunned and looked at him in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Yan Shengjie raised his eyes, a deep tone flowing between his brows.
At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door, and Zhi Xing was startled, "It's cold..." Before she could finish her words, the door was pushed open.
Leng Yiran stood at the door, looking at the people sitting on the sofa suspiciously. Zhi Xing's sitting posture was a bit strange, and his body looked even stiffer.
At this moment, Yan Shengjie's head was resting on her legs, and her long legs were stretched forward, resting comfortably on the coffee table. Fortunately, the sofa was high enough, and only her head was exposed.
"Still not asleep?"
Zhi Xing tried his best to sound very calm, "I miss my dad and can't sleep."
After a word, Leng Yiran frowned and asked no more questions. He just said, "Go to bed early." Then he closed the door.
Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief and said unhappily, "Hey, it's time for you to get up."
Yan Shengjie seemed to be addicted to pillows. He turned sideways, faced her, and glanced up, just in time to catch a glimpse of her breasts. Because he was wearing pajamas, there was a complete vacuum inside, so he was at the right angle to enjoy it, and it was still true.
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A smile that captivates the soul, "Looks very thin, unexpected, but quite good."
Veins appeared faintly on Zhi Xing's forehead, and she reached out to push him away. Yan Shengjie grabbed her hands with his big hands. With a strong force, she was pulled down, and their lips were very close.
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Facing a monster at such a time and place, she was almost confused by him. Fortunately, she had seen how he hurt people without blinking an eye, and knew his iron fist, so she was not shocked by him.
He raised his head in disgust and withdrew his hand, "Sexual harassment is hereditary. Don't bring Xiao Ji down."
"hehe,"
The low laughter filled the quiet room and had a pleasant magic. He sat up, turned his head to the side, with a cold charm in his eyes, and said lightly, "You are no match for him."
Zhi Xing was startled.
Seeing her acting silly occasionally, he raised his lips and pinched her cheek, "But it's not that bad, Xiaoji will protect you."
There was never a time when he was gentle when he struck. The pain made Zhixing grin, "It hurts a lot..."
With a sly smile, he let go of his hand and stood up, "Tao Zhixing, don't let those unnecessary people or things make you less like you. Sometimes, even if you don't take revenge, you just smile and wait for the enemy to come in.
Coffins are also a virtue."
After speaking, leaving a smile that could confuse all living beings, he turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
Zhi Xing sat on the sofa blankly, his eyes wide open.
He just called her Tao Zhixing...
That was the first time he called her name! Originally, she thought that someone like him would never remember her name, but she didn't expect...