Zhao Dong explained: "I'm sorry, I've been a little busy recently."
He didn't think he was such a good man, but ever since he met Sophie, his romantic luck seemed to be surprisingly good.
Especially towards Meng Jiao, he always had a different feeling in his heart. Before clarifying the relationship with Sophie, he really didn't know how to face it, so he could only choose to escape. In the end, he failed to be raped by Meng Jiao.
Found it.
Meng Jiao didn't seem to mind, and shook her head, "It doesn't matter, I understand married men!"
Zhao Dong was embarrassed for a while, not knowing whether this sentence was a compliment or a sarcasm, so he could only accept it silently.
Meng Jiao tilted her head and said, "There is no place to go tonight? Do you want... to sit at my place for a while?"
Zhao Dong said with some guilt, "Let's forget it."
Meng Jiao half-smiled, "You won't be so timid after getting married, right? She, Goddess Su, can drink all night with her ex-boyfriend, but you can't just sit at your friend's house?"
Zhao Dong didn't know how to answer for a moment, but he always felt a little uneasy every time he was alone with Meng Jiao.
Maybe it's because of this woman's unique charm, or maybe it's because of her cheerful personality.
Although the two have already spoken clearly about each other, and their relationship has always been between friends and lovers, similar to that of confidants, but who can say for sure about feelings?
Meng Jiao tilted her head and asked, "I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? What's the matter, do you really have any thoughts about me?"
Zhao Dong shook his head hastily, "No, no... no!"
Meng Jiao started the car and said cheerfully: "Since there is no such thing, then stop talking nonsense! I won't eat you, do you really think of yourself as a piece of cake?"
Zhao Dong couldn't refuse anymore, so he just kept silent.
After a while, the car stopped.
Meng Jiao opened the door with her front foot, and Zhao Dong followed in.
She is a careful woman. She even placed Zhao Dong's slippers at the door before entering. She is in a half-crouched position, with her neckline turned down, and her delicate curves are particularly impactful.
Zhao Dong only glanced at it and quickly looked away.
Meng Jiao seemed to notice Zhao Dong's embarrassment. She raised the corners of her mouth, stood up and walked to the bar, "How about some red wine?"
Zhao Dong responded slightly awkwardly: "Anything is fine."
He discovered a strange thing, and he didn't know why. His normal heart, which was fashionable and calm when facing other women, actually fluctuated in front of Meng Jiao.
Meng Jiao poured a glass of wine and took a sip, her bright red lips leaving a charming mark on the edge of the goblet.
She lightly opened her red lips and said, "Tell me."
Zhao Dong was still staring at the lip mark in a daze. He was stunned for a moment before replying: "What did you say?"
Meng Jiao bit the corner of her mouth and said with a hint of anger: "You have a thief but no courage, you don't dare to open your mouth, yet you want to tease me again!"
Zhao Dong responded in a panic, "How can I?"
"Don't think that I don't understand you men. After you have been wronged by your wife, you want to indulge yourself, but you are afraid of the sequelae, right?"