There were no outsiders in the entire villa, and the servants were all accompanying the old lady in the hospital. She was the only one who calmly opened her suitcase in the living room and took out things.
They were all nutritional supplements for the old lady. She picked them up one by one and put them on the kitchen bar.
Zhao Tingxing went over and grabbed her wrist and glared at her. The more he looked at her, the less he understood what she wanted to do. After listening to Lao Chen's words, he couldn't understand her even more.
Han Li was grabbed by his wrist and unable to move, so he could only lean on the bar and look at him without speaking, his expression as calm as water, without any waves.
In contrast, Zhao Tingxing was even more out of control, his hand holding her wrist tightened, his eyes glued to her, trying to see through her, but he couldn't.
Unconsciously, her hand tightened, and she frowned: "It hurts."
This sound of pain was not as cold as usual, but a bit like a girl's coquettishness. Zhao Tingxing was shocked when he heard it, and he threw her hand away, but still stood face to face with her, staring at her.
He had seen how cunning women can be, and he wanted to see how long she could keep pretending.
It was quiet everywhere. There were only two people in the huge villa, and there was no sound. Occasionally, a few sounds of insects chirping in the summer night could be heard outside the window.
If you get too close and look at it for too long, your breathing will gradually become disordered.
Han Li put his hands on the back of the bar and turned his head, no longer looking at him, but facing him from the side, but his neck was elegant and long, and the earrings on his earlobes shone with tiny light, which was sultry.
Zhao Tingxing suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, turned her to face him, lowered his head and kissed her.
Their breathing became rapid, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck...
Is it love?
Zhao Tingxing cannot understand her because he is not a person who understands love.
Han Li understands him very well, and is even willing to spend time and energy waiting for him to slowly become civilized. However, after every love, there is only endless emptiness, and the emotionless movements are just the most primitive mating between animals.
After coming back again, only this time, and the only time, she saw a trace of tenderness in his eyes.
Therefore, the tip of her nose suddenly became sore, and tears gradually filled her eyes.
Many people don't understand her, even Yiwen doesn't understand where the obsession with Zhao Tingxing comes from. He is not a good match.
She rarely explains that this relationship is the friendship she grew up with, the direction she has worked hard for so many years, the guilt deep in her heart, her lover, and her family. Not to mention Han Zhaoyi.
See her crying,
"It hurts?" he asked.
She shook her head and took the initiative to hug him again.
They were all violent, entangled, and exhausted.
Fortunately, there were only two people in the villa at this time, so no one would know how arrogant they were. Afterwards, the two turned their backs to each other and began to get dressed slowly. Zhao Tingxing put it on first, looking cool to the core, and turned around to look at
Looking at her back, she asked inexplicably: "When did your parents die?"
Han Li paused and said, "A few years ago."
The two left a few days ago. At that time, she was pregnant with Han Zhaoyi and was recuperating at the Yi family in the capital. She was about to give birth and her belly was very big. Her father was diagnosed with the disease first, so her mother asked her to go back.