The two were having a heated fight in the guest room opposite Han Zhaoyi's children. Suddenly, a cry came from outside the door: "Dad, Mom, where are you?" Han Zhaoyi woke up and went to the master bedroom to look for them but couldn't find them, so he went to the master bedroom to look for them but couldn't find them.
I was looking for them crying outside the corridor.
This cry was nothing less than a terrifying sound to them in the room. Both of them froze. Zhao Tingxing lightly cursed a little bastard, deeply understanding why some men would be frightened to death.
He grabbed the quilt and covered Han Li, then put on some clothes and went out to the corridor, where he saw Han Zhaoyi standing under the corridor lamp, crying.
He scolded the little bastard in his heart, but his movements were gentle and he patiently said to him: "Why don't you go to bed?"
"I'm scared and can't sleep. What are you doing?"
He said angrily: "I am playing games with my mother. You go back to your room and sleep."
Han Zhaoyi was very sleepy, but when he heard about the game, his tears immediately stopped. He was sad and happy at the same time. He immediately started jumping up and down, "I want to play too, I want to play too."
Han Li was in the room, frightened by what she heard. She was deeply afraid that Han Zhaoyi would suddenly run in, and she was unable to do anything at the moment.
Fortunately, Zhao Tingxing was strong and domineering outside the door and grabbed Han Zhaoyi: "It's very late. Go back to your room and sleep. You have to get up early to go to Senzhou tomorrow."
"I'm going to say good night to my mother."
"Need not."
"Why?"
"Because mom is sleeping."
"I just heard her voice."
"That's your illusion."
The voices of father and son drifted away outside the corridor and gradually disappeared.
Zhao Tingxing came back after coaxing Han Zhaoyi to sleep. It was already half an hour later. So all the feelings just now disappeared, and her heart felt cold. She whispered to Zhao Tingxing: "Hurry up and untie me."
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Just now, she was alone in her room, listening to the conversation between the father and son outside the corridor, feeling panicked as if she had been caught...raped in bed.
I really can't play with him in these messy things from now on.
Zhao Tingxing scratched his head and started looking for the key helplessly, trying to unlock it for her.
As a result, when I was in a hurry just now, I didn't know where the key was. I turned on the headlight in the room to look for it, but I couldn't find it anyway.
He even suspected that there was no key in the first place.
"Could it be a combination lock?"
"no."
"What should we do?"
"The only thing we can do is call the firefighters."
"You..." Han Li was speechless. Why did he lose the key? He thought he was joking, but Zhao Tingxing was very serious.
"I really can't find it, and..." He pointed to the thing on her wrist, "This ordinary tool can't open it, so I have to find a firefighter."
Han Li couldn't help but curse: "Did you do it on purpose?"