Otoya felt that the face he was staring at was already smoking.
Fu Lingzhi stared at her for a long time, his thin lips curved into a mocking arc. His voice was always like the fog on the glass window at this time of year, and there was no other meaning besides coldness.
"What's wrong? You can't bear to leave? Go call him back. He shouldn't have gone far yet." As he spoke, he walked toward her step by step, walking very slowly.
Yinmi pursed her lips and said nothing. She backed away and avoided looking at him. She didn't dare to look at him, "Fu Lingzhi, it's late at night. You should go back early. I'm going to bed."
Fu Lingzhi didn't say a word and leisurely sat down at the dining table next to her. He frowned and glanced at the leftovers on the table. Many of them were untouched. He didn't say anything.
Just pick up the knife and fork and eat
Standing up, Otoya turned his head and saw that he was frowning while stuffing something into his mouth. He didn't know what he was doing to torture himself like this.
Staring at his side that was clearly illuminated by the light circle, she wondered if she was talking too much, "If you are hungry, you can ask them to bring them in. These are cold. Eating them is not good for your stomach."
Fu Lingzhi raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her sideways, and seemed to be smiling, "Aren't you used to watching indifferently, and you still care about my life and death? If you care about me so much, you will know what to do and what not to do!" He said
Then he put down his knife and fork, touched his hand from his pocket, and quickly held a cigarette between his slender fingers. He looked at her symbolically, with questioning eyes. Otoya knew that he was just pretending, and she said he couldn't.
smoke
Does he really not smoke?
She waved her hand, "I'm tired, go take a shower, you can do it yourself."
She took a set of bathrobes from the cupboard and came out in a hurry. The door was wide open and she didn't dare to go in to get her clothes. What should she do with her underwear? Thinking of this, Otoya glanced back at Fu Lingzhi reflexively.
As if understanding, Fu Lingzhi looked up from the blue-gray smoke. His handsome face, as if covered with a veil, was slightly tilted, his phoenix eyes were squinting, and his sparkling eyes were filled with a faint smile.
,
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in b now."
Otoya hesitated, and her face quickly turned red. She didn't even turn around, nor did she look back. She just stood there in a stalemate, and it took a long time to get rid of the heat that reached her ears. She paused, picked up her bag and almost ran away.
Went to the bathroom.
Yi Muliang had been sitting in the office chair. Apart from the security guard, he was probably the only one left in the whole building. He tapped his temple with his slender index finger and raised his head. Just then, the cell phone placed on the table rang.
"Hello."
"Fu Lingzhi and I are in room 1012 on the third floor of the Hilton Hotel. We are the only two in the room. Do you know what to do?"
Yi Mulian laughed loudly, "Yinmi, what's wrong, are you planning to have an affair during marriage?"
Otoya pursed her lips and had no intention of joking with him, "You have been worried about where to start recently. The inside of Wynn is as hard as stone, and it is not easy to break a hole. I will give you a chance."
"I didn't expect you to be more anxious than me. You want to know Fu Lingzhi's so-called difficulties so much? What if his so-called reasons cannot satisfy the resentment you have accumulated over the past five years?"
"Stop talking nonsense, call the paparazzi, be professional."
"Not bad, not bad. I'm very cruel. I'll be there in ten minutes. I'll research the best location for shooting. Fu Lingzhi is a tough guy to deal with."
After hanging up the phone, Otoya took off her clothes and stood motionless in front of the mirror. The fog on the mirror was heavy, and the water in the bathtub kept disturbing her heart.
Once a person has obsession, everything that happens to her will become terrible. She is thinner than five years ago, and her skin has signs of sagging, but compared to her peers, she is definitely fair and tender.
After joining Wynn, she was a little busy at work and drank wine like water when socializing. Her stomach was not much better than Fu Lingzhi's.
Every time she looked at herself quietly like this, she would think of Xiaonian, and then she would have to think of everything Fu Lingzhi did to her. In the end, the resentment would rush straight to her forehead. The chain reaction would cause her to have almost no way to restrain it.
Fu Lingzhi finished his third cigarette and opened his eyes, which were slightly squinted by the smoke. The room was luxuriously decorated, with cream-colored curtains, half hidden and half visible, an oversized wall-mounted TV board, and a sofa in the compartment where he sat.
The place was right across from the bed, directly to the bathroom. The frosted glass door opened to let out the thick mist, and she was inside... taking a shower.
Fu Lingzhi smiled to himself, wondering what he was thinking.
Taking out the fourth cigarette, he looked at the residue in the ashtray and snapped it without saying a word. He stood up and his eyesight went dark. There were a lot of things happening between Poly and the army recently, but luckily he got over them. What will happen next?
A very free time.
He walked to the bathroom door. The sound of clear water came from inside, and the dim yellow light extended from the crack in the door. No matter what kind of room in the hotel, it gave people an invisible ambiguity.
After a pause, he stretched out his hand and knocked three times in succession. He did not speak.
"Ah! I'm still washing! What are you doing?" Otoya inside was panicked. She quickly submerged her body in the bubbles and covered her chest with her hands reflexively. It took her a long time to remember that when she came in, she closed the door.
The door is closed.
When her heart was pounding, she heard him snort briefly. The voice was very small, but she happened to hear it. He was laughing at her.
After a while, she listened carefully, and the sound of his footsteps became smaller and smaller. Then she dared to come out of the water, wiped it hastily, put on clothes, smoothed her hair, and applied cold water to her face until it turned red.
After it faded, she slowly came out.
Fu Lingzhi didn't sit down. There was no room for him to sit on such a big sofa. He put one leg on the other, put his arms by his side, and looked straight at her walking towards her step by step.
.
His eyes were bright and unbridled. The journey was not long, and Otoya always felt like he had been stripped naked by his sharp gaze.
"I, I'm going to sleep. You can go now." She wrapped her hands around the edges of her bathrobe and lowered her head.
She was so shocked that she looked up again. He was already close at hand. He leaned forward and looked at her very intently. His eyes were fixed on her face, and he could see a hole in her face.
Otoya was at a loss what to do, she prayed that the damn high temperature wouldn't rise to her face.
In the chaos, I heard him murmuring, "I have maintained a good figure, and I still have everything I should have. It's just... well," he touched his dry lips with his index finger, "The breasts are indeed a lot smaller. I remember before.
You can't cover it with your hands..." He said, then he put his hand on it.