She thought about it and stopped under a street lamp. Then she raised her head, thinking that if Bai Yanbing came back early, she would drag his hand and read this poem to him. No matter how he criticized it,
In short, she must read the poem so that it is beautiful and artistic.
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly turned my head inadvertently and saw a very familiar figure.
She was standing under the streetlight, and her body was blocked. So when she saw him, he didn't notice where she was.
Jiang Zimo stopped instinctively and took a deep breath.
It's Murong Qingzhen!
How could he come back at this time?
It seems that he has been waiting here for a while. He is leaning against the car and smoking without looking around. His legs are very long. From this angle, the body proportions are as exaggerated as the characters in the comics.
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Jiang Zimo didn't dare to look any further, and instinctively wanted to run away. In such an environment, she didn't even want to talk to him.
She has lived in this community for several years and is quite familiar with the layout here. Seeing Murong Qingzhen park his car at the door of his building, it was obvious that he had already rang the doorbell to confirm that she was not at home, so he was there.
It's waiting there.
She thought about it and decided to take a detour and enter the underground parking lot of another building, and then go up to the building she lived in through the fire escape between the two parking lots.
Fortunately, she brought the key with her when she went out, Jiang Zimo thought happily. Who knew that when she walked to the door of her room, she reached into her pocket and felt it, but it was empty.
The pink casual pants she was wearing had very shallow pockets, and they must have been originally designed for decoration. But she found it troublesome when she went out, so she didn't go looking for a small bag to carry.
Now he was really depressed. Jiang Zimo waited at the door for a long time. Unfortunately, he didn't take out his mobile phone. He couldn't even call Bai Yanbing. In the end, he had to sit down on the carpet at the door.
, supporting his chin with both hands, eagerly waiting for him to come back soon.
Unexpectedly, the wait lasted for more than an hour. It was estimated that it was around twelve o'clock in the evening when Bai Yanbing finally walked out of the elevator.
He was slightly surprised and said: "Azi, why are you sitting here?"
Jiang Zimo had been sleepy to death for a long time. She regretted running downstairs on a whim, and she also complained that he went out to drink with friends in the middle of the night, leaving him at home. So he turned his head, with a cold face, and said nothing.
He walked in furiously.
Bai Yanbing was a little confused, but he had lived with her for the past two years and knew her character very well. Seeing her displeasure, he thought it was because he ran out quietly without explaining it to her, so he rushed up to help her.
She ran water to take a bath.
After she came out, he diligently took a towel and wiped her hair.
Jiang Zimo wanted to forget it at first, but when he came closer, she smelled a strong smell of cigarette smoke on his body. Fortunately, she had thought about reading poems to him under the street lamp, but who knew he would run away?
When we go to those smoky places, we exchange cups with our former brothers and have fun.
She lowered her face, took the towel in his hand, and wiped it herself. While wiping it, she said, "How many cigarettes have you smoked? The smell on your body can kill someone!"
Bai Yanbing was startled for a moment, and then he realized that his wife was indeed in a bad mood. He smiled and explained: "I don't smoke, someone else does. If you don't like it, I'll take a shower."