Zheng Ziye didn't ask any more questions. Instead, Mr. Hu asked, "Didn't Mrs. Zheng go fishing? Where are the fish? Mr. Zheng is still waiting to eat the fish you caught."
It was a joke. It was nothing at first, but Shen Manman seemed even more panicked.
If Mr. Hu was not here, she would just say it, but if outsiders were present, Shen Manman would have to take Zheng Ziye's face into consideration.
"Fishing is too difficult."
She said something coquettishly, and Zheng Ziye held her hand and said dotingly, "Well, fishing is difficult. If you don't catch it, then you don't catch it. I'm not at a loss either."
Shen Manman blushed unconsciously.
The three of them got up and planned to go to dinner. Before Mr. Hu's door could be opened, someone pushed in from outside.
"Mr. Mo?" Mr. Hu exclaimed.
Mo Shaocheng looked past Mr. Hu to Shen Manman, then raised the red bucket in his hand high, "Manman, you forgot your fish, I will bring it to you."
The title was ambiguous, and he completely ignored that Zheng Ziye was still around. Mo Shaocheng went his own way, with a cold temperament and an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, exuding a sinister atmosphere.
Mr. Hu immediately moved out of the way. He should stay as far away as possible from a fight between gods.
Mo Shaocheng walked in and said, "Manman, where will you put the fish?"
Shen Manman clasped her palm, her nails almost digging into it, "Take it away."
"Why take it away? It was hard to catch it. You were obviously very happy when you caught it, but now you don't like it? Or are you afraid that Mr. Zheng will be angry?"
Mo Shaocheng stepped on the thunder accurately and deliberately hesitated, "Mr. Zheng, you shouldn't be so stingy."
Zheng Ziye remained silent, but his dark eyes became increasingly gloomy.
Yes, it's getting gloomier.
The next second, Shen Manman didn't even see how Zheng Ziye punched. The two were already fighting each other with fists and kicks, and neither one was willing to give in.
Mr. Hu was so surprised that he was speechless and dumbfounded.
Zheng Ziye has nothing to say in terms of force value. He is a professional. No matter how powerful Mo Shaocheng is, he is still no match in the end.
Zheng Ziye pressed his neck with his elbow, and his raised fist was about to fall. Shen Manman hugged him and said, "Stop hitting, Zi Ye, stop hitting."
His fist was hanging in the air, but he finally let it go for Shen Manman.
He glanced coldly at Mo Shaocheng, who was still smiling. Zheng Ziye knew that it was provocation and pride because Shen Manman was protecting him.
He even thought that Mo Shaocheng deliberately fell into a disadvantage. With his ability, he would not be defeated so quickly.
The big hand held her little hand and said, "Let's go."
Walking out of the room, Mr. Hu was waiting outside the door. He still had some discernment in this situation, "Um, Mr. Zheng, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. Why don't we get together another day."
"Um."
Mr. Hu took the first step, and Zheng Ziye walked with heavy steps instead of going to the restaurant, but went straight to the room where he stayed.
The door was closed forcefully, and Shen Manman still felt a little guilty. She followed behind, "Ziye, I can explain."
He was sitting lazily on the sofa, his eyes cold and his gaze could freeze three feet, "You came back in a hurry just now and met Mo Shaocheng, right?"
"Yes, it was because I met him. But, I really didn't know that he would also go to the river."
"Did you go fishing together?"
There was no denying that the fish was caught by Mo Shaocheng. She frowned and did not deny it.
Zheng Ziye's brows furrowed further and further, "Why didn't you just leave as soon as he showed up?"
What should she say?
Saying that Mo Shaocheng didn't agree, he hugged her from behind and refused to let go?
She couldn't say it.
"sorry."
Suddenly, Zheng Ziye stood up and walked up to her, "Aman, what I want to hear is not that I'm sorry, do you know that?"
He is not as generous as he appears, he can be jealous and have a temper.
While she was protecting that man, Zheng Ziye was already going crazy with jealousy.
But apart from sorry, Shen Manman didn't know what to say.
She lowered her head and looked at her toes, tears welling up in her eyes, "Ziye, I...if you think I'm not good, you can leave. I...I won't harass you."
It was too troublesome, and she also felt that she was a troublesome woman.
Presumably, Zheng Ziye will also be tired.
Immediately, her chin was pinched and her little face was lifted up. Zheng Ziye became angry and said, "Aman, I advise you to take back what you just said. Otherwise, I really don't know what crazy things I can do. "
"sorry."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Manman's lips were sucked by the man. He seemed to be deliberately punishing her, grinding and biting her, just to make her hurt and make her remember.
The smell of blood lingered between the teeth and slowly spread in the mouth. The tears in the corners of the eyes collapsed little by little and fell to the lips, feeling salty.
Zheng Ziye was still reluctant to give up and became gentle.
After the kiss fell, he buried his face in her shoulder and murmured, "Aman, if you leave, I will die. Don't leave."
How deep can you love someone?
Zheng Ziye thought that he was willing to give everything for her, even his life. He was willing to ignore good and evil for her, and it didn't matter if he turned right and wrong.
The tall body was trembling slightly, and Shen Manman felt it clearly.
She put her arms around his waist and said, "If you don't leave, I won't abandon you."
How could she be willing to let go of him?
After talking about it, Shen Manman went to the store to get disinfectant and cotton swabs to disinfect the bruises and wounds on his body.
Her movements were extremely gentle, for fear of hurting him.
Zheng Ziye looked at her with a smile, "Aman, why do you look like a cat?"
"ah?"
He simply took the cotton swab from her hand and threw it away. Then he wrapped his arms around her whole body and said, "It's so itchy. Are you trying to give me medicine again? You're obviously teasing me."
She lay on top of him, and the changes in her body were clearly visible. Shen Manman blushed, "Be good, take the medicine first."
"Aren't you my best medicine?"
He lifted Shen Manman into the air with a lift. He smiled and put her on the bed in a few steps, "Aman, you have to help me."
"I feel bad..." He whispered in her ear.
While he was talking, his nimble fingers were already skillfully untying the belt, and his thin lips fell down and spread out.
Shen Manman seems to be born with little talent for this kind of thing, and is always at a disadvantage, confused and without any clothes.
No matter how confused she was, she felt the strength of Zheng Ziye's waist and abdomen.
There was no last step, he was always on the periphery, and even so, he couldn't stop.
It wasn't that there was no skin-to-skin contact, but tonight, Shen Manman clearly felt that Zheng Ziye was in excellent condition, far better than usual.
Her face was red, redder than a cooked crab.
next door--
Mo Shaocheng sat on the tiled bed, hearing the sound of the creaking wooden bed shaking in his ears.
