After Zhou Fuhai came out, he called a car and went directly to Zhang Ting's community. But this time he didn't come to see Zhang Ting. He arrived at the third floor of the building opposite her. Zhou Fuhai knocked on the door.
After a long time, the woman opened the door, with tears on her face. Her thin pajamas were just like the last time Zhou Fuhai saw her. Her long and charming legs extended out from the short pajamas. She stood barefoot at the door, lonely and lonely.
sad.
"How could it be you?" The woman looked at Zhou Fuhai, surprised, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Someone entrusted me with the orphan." Zhou Fuhai smiled bitterly, and walked in without the woman asking for permission: "He said he would go out to avoid the limelight, and he would come back after a while and let me take care of you. I think you must also know that he is gone.
Yes, I may be a little overwhelmed at this time, so I came to accompany you."
"I've been like this often, I'm used to it." The woman shook her head, curled up her legs and leaned on the sofa, holding her shoulders with her hands.
"It seems like I'm wasting my time." Zhou Fuhai gestured to leave.
"Don't." The woman hurriedly rushed forward. She lay in Zhou Fuhai's arms and sobbed. It seemed that the emotions she had just controlled were collapsing again.
Zhou Fuhai lowered his head and could see her scenery, all under her clothes, but at this moment he was not in that mood at all, he just hugged the woman fiercely, like two injured hedgehogs hugging each other to recuperate.
It has nothing to do with love and sex.
That night, Zhou Fu Hai stayed with the woman all night. When he got tired from hugging her on the sofa, the two of them went to bed. Although they could feel each other's bodies, they had no distracting thoughts and slept in each other's arms, respecting each other as if they were guests.
This night reminded Zhou Fuhai of many past events, so he would rather let himself sleep quietly with the woman instead of rolling into bed in a storm. No one knows what will happen tomorrow. Maybe, the two of them
They will be unable to control themselves and enjoy the love between men and women to the fullest.
When she woke up in the morning, the woman had curled up her body and hugged her head at the foot of the bed. She didn't wake up and looked pitiful. Zhou Fuhai didn't wake her up and went out alone. He knew that even if he had gone through countless ups and downs,
, but after all, there must be a neon.
Life seems to be a lot duller these days. Zhou Fuhai is still busy at work and off work. He occasionally goes to see Jasmine, but spends the night at Xu Wenrong's house. Jasmine is still the same, but it can be seen that the black widow takes care of her.
A lot, probably because of what I said, or because of other reasons.
Xu Wenrong no longer bothered herself about doing it every day. After watching enough short movies, Xu Wenrong started to read some fashion magazines. She moved back piles of them every day and changed a lot. Zhou Fuhai knew that with her efforts, she could not use them.
How long will it take for her to become the killer beauty of all men? At that time, who can escape from her grasp?
Zhou Fuhai still goes to Scarface's side every day, chatting, joking, and even walking with the woman. Every time, they get it right, and the two of them never go too far.
Fang Fang and Tian Feng reconciled as before, and they still kissed and loved each other. Tian Feng still regarded her as the treasure in his hand, and did not care about the things she had learned about Zhou Fuhai's body many times. Zhang Ting and Lu Ping
It was still the same as before, living a painless life every day, standing outside Zhou Fuhai's circle, but inside his life. Zhou Fuhai made no promises to them, but they stayed with Zhou Fuhai as before, quiet, lonely and persistent.
But it’s not pretentious. Life goes on, with joys and losses, successes and failures. This is life.
Zhou Fuhai walked out of the prison after get off work. He was in the same mood as usual, neither happy nor worried. During this period, the man in the peaked hat had been causing trouble for Tian Feng. Naturally, Tian Feng had no time to deal with himself.
Fang Fang waved to a taxi alone. The car stopped and when she got in, Zhou Fuhai got in after her.
"Tian Feng didn't come to pick you up?" Zhou Fuguan walked up to the car door.
"He is on a business trip." Fang Fang looked at Zhou Fuhai: "What are you doing?"
"Let's go with you. Anyway, he is on a business trip, you are lonely, and I feel like I have nowhere to go." Zhou Fuhai shook his head: "I will go where you go."
"Master, Sunshine Hotel." Fang Fang said softly.
Zhou Fuhai was overjoyed at the moment. Xu Wenrong had not forced himself to do it these days, which made him feel panicked. There were some things that he couldn't do without releasing them. This time he went to the Sunshine Hotel and took the opportunity to release all the things he had been feeling in recent days with Fang Fang.
