"Qing'er? Qing'er?"
Zuo Junmo quickly came to Yang Ruoqing and called her, but Yang Ruoqing didn't respond at all.
One cheek was pressed tightly against the table, so much that his face was deformed.
The pink face, long eyelashes, and slightly parted lips are as delicate and beautiful as cherry blossoms.
The black hair fell down, covering half of her face, and her long breathing sounds sounded like an invisible hand teasing Zuo Junmo.
Zuo Junmo unexpectedly leaned down and moved his face closer to hers inch by inch.
He has kept her in his heart for as many years as he has known her.
In this world, there is no pure love between a man and a woman.
It is impossible for a man to be nice to a woman without any desire or desire.
He knows his thoughts clearly.
I have never looked at her face so closely and unscrupulously like tonight.
When she was awake, he always looked at her with passion and politeness. Tonight, tonight he was a little bit more reckless.
He stretched out his slender fingers, gently picked up a strand of her green hair and rubbed it carefully in his palm.
The green silk threads wrapped around his fingers were soft, but something stronger was raging inside his body.
"Qing'er?" He tentatively called her again.
Seeing that she still didn't react at all, she must have been too drunk. This girl, the stone that she had been weighing on her for seven years fell to the ground tonight, and she became drunk as soon as she relaxed.
He suddenly reached out and held her in his arms.
The warm and fragrant soft jade was in his arms, and his breath was suffocated.
Especially when he felt how soft the waist was under his palm, so soft that when he carried her back to the bed over there, his hands couldn't bear to leave her waist.
She was lying on her back, breathing evenly, her beautiful eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly.
So beautiful.
He sat sideways on the edge of the bed, looking down from her face and neck to the bulging thing on her chest that was held up by her clothes...
Zuo Junmo, who had always been gentle, courteous, and devoid of desires, had a few sparks of fire in his eyes.
He stretched out his fingers tremblingly to unbutton her clothes.
At this moment, she suddenly moved, her cherry lips moved, and a vague word came out of her lips.
Although it was blurry, Zuo Junmo heard it clearly.
She was saying: "Tangyazi, don't leave..."
Tangyazi...
Her hangover dreams were filled with another man...
Zuo Junmo shuddered, quickly retracted his hand, stood up from the bed and stepped aside.
The restless things before were extinguished as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them, without any sparks left.
"I'm such a beast. I promised to protect her for the rest of my life. How could I have such dirty thoughts about her?"
Zuo Junmo cursed himself hard in his heart, then raised his hand and slapped himself.
"Snapped!"
Crisp and loud.
Then, he came to the bed again, shook off the quilt, and covered Yang Ruoqing.
"Qing'er, have a good rest. Brother Zuo will never be a fool again."
Even though he knew she couldn't hear him, he still stared at her sleeping face and whispered.
Then, he put down the tent, turned around and left the house without looking back.
When the door was closed and the room fell into silence again, Yang Ruoqing, who had been drunk and unconscious, slowly opened her eyes.
The alcohol rushed to his head, and there were a few bloodshot eyes in his eyes, but his vision was still clear.
When she suddenly fell drunk on the table, she was actually half awake.
Because she was an agent in her previous life, an agent sleeps like a certain animal, turning a blind eye. This is a habit, even instinct, in order to protect herself.
Although I have lived a comfortable life for nearly ten years in this life and don't need to be so nervous, my alertness when sleeping is still much more sensitive than ordinary people.
So I was actually half awake when I knocked, but before I could even raise my head, Zuo Junmo came over.
She was originally playful and wanted to wait for him to call her a few more times, and then deliberately play a prank to scare him.
Unexpectedly, before she could make a move, she was frightened by his next move.
Brother Zuo... turns out he likes me?
This was a thought that was swirling in Yang Ruoqing's mind at the moment. This thought made her brain empty. Her usually quick-thinking brain was short-circuited at this moment.
She turned over, hugging the quilt, biting her lip and trying to recall her previous interactions with Zuo Junmo, recalling every incident.
When did this start?
Is it because he hides it too well, or is she emotionally slow to begin with?
Unexpectedly no consciousness.
To be honest, when she thought about how he almost touched her chest earlier, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, and it was hard work pretending to be asleep.
Fortunately, she was smart enough to talk in her sleep at the critical moment and use Tang Yazi's name to wake him up.
Fortunately, he was not an irrational person, so he woke up in time, stopped the situation, and preserved dignity for both of them.
call……
Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then she felt no sleepiness at all.
His mind was in a mess, and all he could think about was what happened with Zuo Junmo. Could Zuo Junmo be like Mu Zichuan?
I'm twenty-eight or nineteen years old, and I haven't even started a family yet, so I'm still living with...
Why!
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and beat her head in distress.
An orphan who was helpless in his previous life has become so popular in this life.
It's simply a disaster. Two men who are so perfect and perfect together are still unmarried.
However, she really didn't do anything, and she didn't try to tease them. She always only had Luo Fengtang in her heart, and they all knew it.
This guilt, feeling of guilt, and this scapegoat, she was really wronged to bear.
Just thinking about it over and over again, in the end, I finally couldn't hold back the alcohol and fell asleep.
Before going to bed, the last remaining bit of reason told myself that after seeing Chen'er's arrangement in the back mountain tomorrow, she would leave as soon as possible and go back the day after tomorrow.
Each went back to his own home, each looking for his own mother. From now on, he could only take care of Brother Zuo more in business or other places. As for the rest, she couldn't and couldn't give it to him.
Love is something that cannot be given to others to bring them happiness.
You must like someone sincerely in order to be able to enjoy yourself and others.
God will give such a good brother Zuo a perfect sister-in-law...
Zuo Junmo returned to his guest room. His guest room was in the same backyard as Yang Ruoqing's, separated by several rooms.
Zuo Junmo closed the door and staggered towards the bathroom.
Immerse yourself completely in the bathtub. It seems that only using this water can completely wake you up.
What ridiculous things were you doing before?
Fortunately, Qing'er was drunk and didn't know anything. If Qing'er found out and crashed, what would happen next?
She will definitely think that he is a dirty guy. He has been pretending to be around her for so many years. She will definitely hate herself!
Zuo Junmo was so annoyed that he leaned on the edge of the tub, closing his eyes and gasping for air.
However, as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind could not help but picture her lying there sleeping soundly. It was so charming that he...
