After asking this question, Zhuli felt her throat tighten.
For a moment, Jing Huaizhi raised his lips and smiled.
"What about you, do you like me?"
The room fell into silence for a while, leaving only the ambiguous intermingling sounds.
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"Is that question that difficult to answer?"
Jing Huaizhi took her out of the bed and smoothed her hair covering her face with her fingertips.
"Don't touch me, I'm tired and I need to take a nap."
She continued to pull up the quilt and sullenly held her head, with a hint of subtle grievance in her tone.
He bit his lip and cast a sidelong glance at her, rarely letting her go.
Jing Huaizhi straightened up and reached for the cigarette case on the bedside table, knocked out one and lit it.
Then he continued to lean on the bedside and started smoking lazily.
Not long after, Zhuli opened the quilt and tried to get up.
The man put out his cigarette butt and looked at her with a lazy expression and narrowed eyes.
"What are you going for?"
"Take a shower!"
She answered somewhat impatiently.
"Otherwise you help me!"
Zhuli swore that she just said it casually but didn't expect him to take it seriously.
bathroom
Under the dim light, her eyes became increasingly blurry.
Through a glass door overflowing with water mist, you can also see her body showing a perfect S-curve.
"Is this strength okay?"
The man behind him raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Zhuli: "..."
When she was carried back to the bed again, she had completely lost her strength.
Jing Huaizhi was dressed neatly and looked like he was leaving.
Although she covered her head with a quilt, her ears were always paying attention to what was going on outside.
"Are you leaving?"
Zhuli suddenly opened the quilt, sat up and spoke with joy.
With a calm expression, he knelt on the bed with one leg slightly bent and placed his hands on both sides of her body.
"Are you coming to see me off?"
She immediately fell silent, suppressing her ecstatic smile and forcing out an expression of reluctance.
However, Jing Huaizhi had no intention of leaving. After arranging his clothes, he sat back on the bed.
Jingle Bell-
The cell phone on the bedside table rang.
Zhuli wanted to get it, but she couldn't use any strength.
Just when she was about to stand up with her elbows on the bed, a pair of big hands took the lead and pressed the answer button.
She looked at him with wide eyes.
The man nodded slightly and motioned for her to answer.
The screen touched my ears, and I felt a cold feeling.
"elder sister."
What came from the receiver was Zhu Suisui's voice.
"Hey, what's wrong with Suisui?"
Zhuli immediately became serious.
"Brother, he..."
Zhu Suisui on the other end of the phone bit his lips tightly, feeling a little embarrassed about what he was going to say next.
"He is back."
Zhuli was not very surprised by this, because Liu Rui and Guan Zheng came to see her before going back.
"Did he bully you?"
Zhuli's eyes suddenly filled with panic.
Her thoughts were brought back to what Liu Rui said to her that day.
Zhu Suisui's face was filled with tears and he sniffed.
"Well, he..."
"He touched me..."
Even though what Zhu Suisui said later was very quiet, Zhu Li still heard it.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and she hurriedly got up and put on her clothes.
"Beast! You can even attack your own sister! Bah!"
"Where's Xia Yuzhen?"
Zhuli clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth.
"I don't know where she went. I haven't seen her for a long time."
...
After hanging up the phone, Zhuli was about to ask Qiao Jue for leave again.
But as soon as she clicked on the dialog box with him, she hesitated.
She has asked for leave many times...
While he was stunned, the bright screen displayed 'Caller Qiao Jue'.
Jing Huaizhi clenched his molars and stared at the woman in front of him without blinking.
"catch."
He has no emotions.
Zhuli looked away from him and pressed the answer button.
In just one second, the phone was snatched away.
Jing Huaizhi frowned slightly, clicked on the speakerphone and held the phone for her.
"Zhuli, are you in the room?"
Qiao Jue's tone was not calm, as if he was breathing heavily.
"I..."
Zhuli was about to speak when she met his eyes and changed the subject.
"I'm not here, I'm eating out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Huaizhi, who was standing beside the bed just now, sat down.
Hukou pinched her chin and deliberately teased her.
After hearing that she was not in the room, Qiao Jue's heart seemed to drop.
"That's good. I'll come find you wherever you are eating."
Zhuli's shoulders and neck lines suddenly straightened up, and he said nervously and perfunctorily: "I, I have already finished my meal and am on my way back."
"You don't have to come to me."
She raised her eyes and met his eyes again.
Jing Huai's eyes moved slightly, and his free hand clasped her waist.
He mouthed: "Let him come."
Upon seeing this, Qiao Jue understood that Zhuli didn't want to see him and immediately changed the subject.
"The flight is booked at one o'clock in the morning. You go to sleep first and I'll call you later."
Zhuli opened her lips. She was about to say something but the man blocked her lips.
The person on the other side didn't wait for an answer for a long time, so he wisely hung up the phone.
"Stepping on the Moonlight Return" is already airing, and the showrunners have specially arranged a fan meeting for promotion.
Only Qiao Jue and Zhu Li were involved in this work in the operations department.
Before the live broadcast started, Zhuli called Ren Xingyan in the corridor of the hall.
Because of the project at hand, she couldn't spare the time to go back and deal with Zhu Suisui's affairs, so she had to ask Ren Xingyan again.
Not far away, Jing Yuhe held Jing Huaizhi's arm and said with a look of surprise, "Brother, I'm going to find Lizi."
"You should be busy with your own business."
After saying that, she let go of her hand and ran towards Zhuli.
He stood behind her, raised his hand and patted her shoulder gently.
Suddenly he shouted: "Pear!"
Zhuli was almost frightened to death by her voice, and stretched out her hand to press her chest.
"Are you going to send me away?"
Jing Yuhe looked aggrieved and curled his lips: "Lizi, you don't love me anymore, you don't even take me with you on business trips!"
She curled her lips and caught a glimpse of Jing Huaizhi walking towards her from the corner of her eye.
He smiled awkwardly: "Yuhe, let's go in and talk."
"What? Just hide when you see me?"
Jing Huaizhi wore a rare white shirt and a black suit, and he stood dignified and calmly in front of her.
As if he were a boss.
Jing Yuhe half-squinted his eyes and glanced back and forth from the two of them.
There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.
"Brother, you..."
She pointed her index finger at Zhuli and began to think.
"What happened to us?"
"We're pretty normal."
Zhuli took back the initiative and answered casually.
With Zhuli's words, she became more sure of what she was thinking.
"Do you owe my brother money?"
Jing Yuhe blinked his eyes and asked the question innocently.
Jing Huaizhi pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, stood there with his pockets in his pockets, and said in a joking tone: "I owe more than just money."
Zhuli kept shouting in her heart: Amitabha, please stop talking nonsense.
"What else?"
"Brother, tell me."
