The once soft waist was now a little raw. Hu Baiqiang was stunned for a moment and slowly hugged her.
Yan Hong did not refuse, nor did she cater to her. She was silently indifferent. Hu Baiqiang had experienced so many women, so he was naturally sensitive to her.
Hu Baiqiang's wish should have been Yan Hong's sour rejection, and then she would half push and half lean into her arms, ask questions with tenderness and resentment, and maybe start crying in the end.
No, nothing. Yan Hong's unimaginable calmness left Hu Baiqiang in a daze for a moment.
Hu Baiqiang smiled and said nothing.
Late at night,.
Yan Hong still had the same expressionless expression, Hu Baiqiang was not interested and reluctantly did it.
Hu Baiqiang fell asleep and slept until dawn the next day.
When Hu Baiqiang got up, the woman was still sleeping soundly with her back to Hu Baiqiang. She was not sexy at all.
The woman's hair was disheveled, and because of its natural curls, it swayed on the pillow and looked even more messy than a thatched chicken coop.
When Hu Baiqiang put on his clothes and got out of bed, the woman sat up.
Hu Baiqiang put down two wads of money and said, "Buy something for yourself."
Yan Hong didn't respond, just looked at Hu Baiqiang silently, and Hu Baiqiang left without even washing her face.
Two wads of money were beside the bed, bright red, and seeing how tempting they were, Yan Hong didn't even look at them, and lay lazily on the bed again, her eyes blurred, and she fell asleep again until the sun was shining.
When Yan Hong woke up again, she still didn't want to get up. The feeling of lazy sleep was quite good, as if all the fatigue in her body could be eliminated in the softness. Now, even her bones were sore and weak, and a strange fatigue lingered in Yan Hong's body. Yan Hong
A vivid figure appeared in front of my eyes.
He is tall and handsome, but his face has undergone earth-shaking changes in just two days. Yanhong naturally knows that Zhihao was injured when he went to save a woman. If one day, she is in a state of short stirrup,
Would Zhihao risk his life to save her like this? Yanhong secretly smiled bitterly and shook her head.
Yan Hong sat up, pushed her disheveled hair back, and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table. Yan Hong wanted to make a call.
These days, Yan Hong is waiting for a call from someone. When Zhihao goes back, he should give himself a call, although he is still in extreme grief.
Many days passed, and Yan Hong didn't wait for this call. It was the most ordinary and common greeting call. Yan Hong didn't wait, so Yan Hong decided to take the initiative to call Zhihao.
Yan Hong only hesitated for a moment before dialing the phone.
After a few words, Yan Hong hung up the phone and sighed sadly. Men don't have any good things. They only know how to vent their feelings on women, and there is nothing else. Like a glass of water that gradually accumulates, it will stop after being poured out.
However, Yan Hong can still understand this special type of emotion, which comes and disappears just as suddenly. There should not be any emotion between herself and Zhang Zhihao. If you force it to exist, it can only be called playing with fire. Playing with fire is straightforward.
The consequence is self-immolation.
An idea flashed in Yan Hong's head. This idea gradually made Yan Hong excited. It was like the feelings in her inner world that had been suppressed since childhood were about to be released. Yan Hong's face showed something that Hu Baiqiang had not noticed during his arrival and departure.
Glossy, exciting moisture.
Traveling.
The blue sky and white clouds, the mountains and rivers, and the red colors are about to fall into the embrace of nature.
Yanhong made a phone call and booked a flight ticket. When she was taking a hot shower, Yanhong hummed a rare song from her hometown. It was originally a sad melody. Yanhong hummed it very cheerfully, singing the rhythm.
Change, including mood.
His eyes fell back on Zhihao.
When Zhihao hung up the phone, he thought for a long time.
Zhihao felt a special kind of sadness. Although the sadness of leaving Yanhong was not considered sad at all compared to Yuting's departure, Zhihao still felt a little bit sentimental.
Beautiful encounter, revengeful venting, Zhihao forced himself to make such a conclusion, with a little bit of cruelty that was inconsistent with his character. Zhihao sat on the sofa, began to concentrate his thoughts, and studied hard.
The phone rang again and Zhihao picked it up.
Not to mention that Zhihao has a unique reputation for beauty. The caller was another beautiful woman. The beauty's care made Zhihao feel happy and refreshed.
Fan Juan, the elder sister Fan Juan from Zhihao called.
This eldest sister has an extraordinary bearing. She has become the boss of the imperial capital in her early 30s. She is a powerful woman who has added endless mysterious charm, making many men dream of her. With her care for Zhihao, Zhihao certainly feels the great honor of being a man.
"Why didn't you call eldest sister when you got back?" Fan Juan complained on the phone.
"I'm not feeling well." Zhihao smiled slightly as an apology.
"My men told me that you have been back for many days." Fan Juan said with a smile, "I also know that you were injured. My men found out."
Zhihao was somewhat disgusted with Fan Juan's inquiring. Although Fan Juan was a beauty. But having said that, as a powerful boss, having such an information network was also a necessary institution. Zhihao could understand
, but the words cannot be said directly, otherwise the original artistic conception will be lost.
Zhihao smiled slightly and said, "You're just prying, right?"
"That's just prying." Fan Juan smiled more calmly on the phone, "The prying is out of concern for my brother. Is the injury almost healed?"
"It's okay, just a minor injury." Zhihao said it lightly, not like Rouyu who thought the sky was going to fall.
"Sister, I have something to do now. I'll see you at noon." Before Zhihao could react, either warmly invite or politely refuse, Fan Juan had already hung up the phone.
Anyway, Sister Rouyu came back at noon, and Zhihao felt a little relieved. As for why he was so sensitive, Zhihao did not think about it in detail, put down the phone, and concentrated on his own practice.
At noon, Fan Juan and Rouyu entered the door one after another, giving Zhihao a sense of coincidence. Is there really such a tacit understanding between women?
One sister and one sister, just like before, Zhihao felt the warmth and happiness. At the same time, he suddenly imagined the shadow of Yuting from Fan Juan, because in Zhihao's eyes, Fan Juan is also his sister, and the sister complex is in Zhihao's heart.
Deeply rooted in the world.
Sadness only flashed through Zhihao's heart in an instant. Rouyu and Fan Juan hugged Zhihao downstairs. When they were sitting in the car, Rouyu saw in the rearview mirror that Fan Juan pulled Zhihao's hand.
Hands, looking at Zhihao's face with full attention, full of concern.
"Why are you injured again?" Fan Juan asked.
Zhihao's answer was also a question, "Why did you two come back together?"
"Yu'er picked me up." Fan Juan smiled, "I called you, and I called Yu'er again to ask."
Rouyu turned around and smiled, "As black as a charcoal head, he is also favored by beautiful sisters."
When Zhihao heard the word "favor", he couldn't help but think about it. He heard Rouyu say, "Sister Fanjuan wants to take care of you."
The car started and left the community.
A luxury hotel in the north of the city.
When going upstairs, Fan Juan quietly told Rou Yu, "This is a newly opened hotel. It does not belong to any company's sphere of influence. It is said to be opened by a businessman from other places. It is a nationwide chain. It has not been open for a long time and is already quite popular.
"
Zhihao smiled from the side and said, "It must be your subordinates who are spying again."
"That's natural. I'm very well-informed." Fan Juan smiled proudly.
Sitting down in the private room, Zhihao completely ignored the strange looks from others when he went upstairs and chatted and laughed with the two beautiful sisters. Fan Juan saw that Zhihao was in good spirits and was less concerned about his injury.
Taking turns ordering several dishes and naturally ordering a few glasses of red wine, Fan Juan introduced her younger siblings to her younger siblings about the exciting developments in the imperial capital during this period. New plans were also being brewed. Zhihao listened.
Overjoyed, Rouyu was also happy for Fan Juan.
The dishes were all served, and the young and lively waitress said with a smile on her face, "Please take your time."
Rouyu nodded and said, "Thank you."
The waiter closed the door to the elegant room and exited.
The atmosphere of the lunch was harmonious and friendly, the relationship between brothers and sisters was natural and harmonious, with a lot of care and love, the wine was sipped slowly, the amber color in the goblet added a bit of festive auspiciousness, Rouyu suddenly
Remember, in a few days, it will be the annual Mid-Autumn Festival.
I don’t know how I will spend this Mid-Autumn Festival this year.
The small alcohol stove under Maoxuewang Hotpot went out, Rouyu called the waiter to change the alcohol stove, and a male waiter came in. Standing timidly in front of the three people, with a fair face, a little naive, Rouyu ordered
While he was walking, his eyes were fixed on Zhihao's face, unable to take his eyes away.
The waiter turned and left, came back soon, changed the alcohol stove, and still stared at Zhihao's face, muttering something quietly. Rouyu stood up with an angry look on her face.
In this city, there are always people who don't know how high the sky is, just like the ignorant young man in front of Rou Yu. He is naive and looks sincere, but lacks the necessary discernment.
Some people can be offended, and some people can be killed even if you show a little disrespect, not to mention the three hottest people in this city today.
One is the beautiful boss of the imperial capital, and the two are the two powerful people who quietly made Daewoo big. If there is such a violent character among these three people, even if only one of them, think about this kid's
A life disappearing like an ant does not cause any sensation.
Rouyu's anger was written on her face, and the disrespect towards Zhihao made Rouyu even more angry than the disrespect towards herself.
The bald man defended his shortcomings, and his dark face was afraid of looking. He stared at Zhihao's face wantonly, looking back and forth, with a certain degree of contempt and insult, and maybe a little bit of schadenfreude in his heart.
Rouyu raised her arm, but before Zhihao could stop it, it was clear and loud...
