When she returned to her work station, Zhuli's heart was still pounding, and she patted her chest gently.
staircase.
"Suisui, is Aunt Xia at home?"
Zhuli's fingertips holding the phone were trembling, and she asked timidly.
The lunch break has not ended yet, and the stairwell is very quiet.
"Sister, mom is not at home. I am at Aunt Zhang's house now."
Zhu Suisui on the other end of the phone lowered her eyelashes and touched the receiver lightly with her fingers.
I was very happy about the call from my sister, but at the same time I was afraid that my mother would find out that I had contact with her.
Zhuli's eyebrows moved slightly, it seemed that God was helping her: "Suisui, is Aunt Zhang next to you?"
she inquired quietly.
Aunt Zhang had been eavesdropping with her ears perked up for a long time. As soon as she heard Zhuli calling her, she shouted into the receiver.
"Lizi, Aunt Zhang is here."
Zhuli smiled brightly and politely said a few words, and then brought the topic to the main topic.
"Aunt Zhang, thank you for taking care of Suisui. I transferred some money to her and asked her to give it to you."
"By the way, Aunt Zhang, I also sent you fruits, so I asked Suisui to bring them to you when they arrive."
She smiled with crooked eyes and gave sweet instructions.
After hearing this, Aunt Zhang was so excited that tears came to her eyes, and she sympathized with her experience.
"Aunt Zhang, you should pay attention to safety at home. Now there are some strangers who are going door-to-door to defraud people by asking around." Zhuli said in a persuasive way.
"You haven't met each other yet, right?" He finally brought the topic back on track.
She didn't dare to breathe and waited for the person on the other side to answer, praying in her heart that she didn't make the call too late.
Aunt Zhang was stunned for a second, covered her chest and said in shock: "Why are there such people!"
Zhuli struck while the iron was hot: "Yes, Aunt Zhang, the uncle across from our community was defrauded of 100,000 yuan."
She touched the wall with her fingers, deliberately exaggerating.
One hundred thousand is not a small sum for ordinary people.
"So, Aunt Zhang, if anyone asks you about me, please don't pay attention!"
Aunt Zhang's husband is the village chief, and she was very kind to her when she was in school. She wanted to use Aunt Zhang's words to help her.
After hearing Aunt Zhang's promise, Zhuli felt relieved.
Although this is just a delaying tactic, it can be delayed as long as it takes. Maybe one day his Bai Yueguang comes back early and they can terminate this contractual relationship in advance.
The night is melting and the moon is dim.
Qingfeng Garden.
Zhuli went back to her room to rest after dinner. She didn't sleep much last night and she didn't have a lunch break today. Now her eyelids are so heavy that she can't lift them up.
"Mom." The little person outside the door knocked playfully on the door.
Zhuli just felt a little sleepy and was frightened away by the knock on the door.
She struggled to get up and opened the door with her eyes almost closed.
"Mom, tell me a story." Jing Youyou said coquettishly, holding the storybook's hand around her legs.
Zhuli's expression was complicated, and she was silent and compromised.
"Okay, go and lie down on the bed."
Jing Youyou quickly jumped onto the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover her body.
Zhuli had a blank expression and reached out to touch the tip of her nose.
Is it possible that she asked Jing Youyou to go back to her room and lie down on the bed?
She sighed helplessly, leaned on the bed and took the storybook in her hand.
"Once upon a time there was a king who loved his people very much. One day..."
Zhuli's voice became softer and softer as he talked, and finally he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Dong-dong-dong, there was another moderate knock on the door.
Jing Youyou slid off the end of the bed and walked slowly to the door.
"Dad?" She couldn't hold the door handle and stood on tiptoe with difficulty and anxiety.
After Jing Huaizhi heard Jing Youyou's voice, he unscrewed the door handle from the outside, looked down, and picked her up.
"Why are you here?" he asked curiously.
"Dad, I asked my mother to tell me a story, and my mother fell asleep while telling me a story."
Jing Youyou, who returned to bed, pouted and complained unhappily.
Zhuli leaned sideways without taking off her shoes.
His head was resting on his arms, and the storybook was just covering his face. He looked like he was sleeping deeply.
Jing Huaizhi made a shushing gesture to Jing Youyou, gently held Zhuli's ankle, carefully helped her take off her shoes, and pulled the quilt to cover her.
The smile spread out from the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand to take away the book covering her face.
His eyes suddenly came into contact with light, and Zhuli moved unconsciously.
Maybe he was too sleepy, so he continued to sleep without even opening his eyes.
"Dad, tell me a story, Youyou is going to bed too." Jing Youyou muttered breathlessly.
Jing Huaizhi sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against the headboard, enclosing Zhuli in his arms.
He was very satisfied, then he picked up the storybook, looked at it, cleared his throat and started telling the story.
Suddenly, the person lying in his arms turned over, and his legs were firmly placed on his thighs.
She felt so uncomfortable that she hugged his waist with both hands.
For Zhuli, it might just be a pillow that she hugged when she fell asleep, but in reality, this pillow was too huge.
Jing Huaizhi, who was telling a story, stopped and stared at her for two seconds, half-smiling but not smiling: "Zhuli."
Zhuli's sleepy eyes were peaceful, and she hummed with a thick nasal voice, and her hands hugged his waist harder.
Jing Huaizhi stared at her full lips and the blush on her face, and unconsciously wanted to touch them.
"Dad?" Jing Youyou half-propped up and tilted her head to interrupt him who was about to do something bad.
Jing Huaizhi took back his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and sighed: "The story is over, go to bed quickly."
The tone was too official, and Jing Youyou shrank back in fear and lay back.
"Dad, please go to bed quickly." He didn't forget to tell him at the end.
He leaned down, left a kiss on her forehead and squeezed in.
Ding dong -
The mobile phone on the bedside table rang, and Jing Huaizhi reached out and took it.
The illuminated screen displayed:
Manager Qiao: Are you asleep? I still have some questions about the anniversary celebration. Can I call you?
His eyebrows knitted into a knot and he sneered: Why didn't he, the CEO, know that there was something wrong with the anniversary celebration?
Besides, how can any boss ask someone if he or she has slept so late? It seems like it’s not about work.
Jing Huaizhi took the hand around his waist and touched the fingerprint to unlock it, then tapped the screen to type out something.
She and the baby fell asleep.
delete!
Putting down the phone, he hugged the person in his arms again. Feeling that it was not enough, he kissed her lips again, and then slowly closed his eyes.
Zhuli had a long dream. She dreamed that while she was asleep, Jing Huaizhi walked to her bedside and kissed her shamelessly.
But her eyelids seemed to be stuck with glue and she couldn't open them, so she had no choice but to let the man in front of her kiss and ravage her.
However, it turned out that this was not a dream.
The next morning, Zhuli woke up and while stretching, he caught a glimpse of Jing Huaizhi next to him.
Her expression tightened and she kicked him in the abdomen.
His pupils trembled slightly and he quickly ran off the bed.
How could I sleep in his room? I shouldn't have drank last night?
What exactly is going on?
Zhuli ran out of the room, walked around and came back again. She didn't sleep in the wrong room.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
When Zhuli opened the door again and came in, she saw two ignorant people on the bed, tilting their heads and looking at her intently.
