At that time, Zhong Zhenzhen was leaning against the corner of the table. He had just been pushed by Song Zixuan, and the vase he hit shattered to pieces on the floor.
Some were scattered around her feet. She moved and frowned, as if warm liquid spread from the soles of her feet...
Song Zixuan gasped for breath. Seeing that Zhong Zhenzhen didn't speak, he lost his excitement and hastily ended the love affair.
After finishing, Song Zixuan stood up and looked at Zhong Zhenzhen condescendingly, and said with disgust: "Go take a shower."
At this time, Zhong Zhenzhen was paralyzed on the ground with no strength, almost unable to get up.
"Get out!" Song Zixuan thought she was deliberately holding back and didn't want to leave.
Zhong Zhenzhen didn't say anything. She picked up the blanket next to her and wrapped herself in it. She walked slowly towards the bathroom. She had long learned to be indifferent to Song Zixuan's actions.
Facing Zhong Zhenzhen, Song Zixuan didn't understand that he couldn't seem to maintain his normal state at all, as if he was always like a lion ready to explode.
Regarding her work in Lin Shanhu Company, Song Zixuan acquiesced and put Zhong Zhenzhen in Lin Shanhu Company, which was not a bad thing.
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Zhong Zhenzhen soaked herself in the bathtub and suddenly laughed. There were still two years left. She comforted herself that it would pass soon.
Thinking like this, she actually fell asleep. In the dream, there was someone chasing her. The person had a pair of scissors in his hand, but she couldn't see his face clearly.
She stumbled accidentally, and the man finally came closer. It was Song Zixuan who really screamed when the scissors came closer to the clock.
"What's the ghost's name?" Song Zixuan stood in front of the mirror and washed his face. He wanted to carry her into the room, but as soon as he took a step, he heard her yell, as if he could feel his approach.
Zhong Zhenzhen quickly covered herself with a bath towel and said, "It's nothing."
"There is a party tomorrow night. Come with me and let you meet people. If I hear you calling me Mr. Zhong again in the future, you will be dead!" Song Zixuan added at the end, "Listen clearly.
Is it done yet?”
"Oh" Zhong Zhenzhen walked behind him and uttered one word as if he was sleepwalking.
What is her attitude?
Song Zixuan's temper got worse again. There are not many people who have this expression on him these days.
He stretched out his hand to pull her, but the force was too strong. Although he only managed to pull the towel, Zhong Zhenzhen fell down due to his unstable center of gravity and exhaustion.
Unfortunately, the place where he fell was close to the vase fragments, and Zhong Zhenzhen’s injured foot once again endured the stinging sensation.