Duan Wujiu put away the broom, pushed open the door and entered Liu Zhiheng's house.
Liu Zhiheng was already sitting by the window and continuing to draw.
Liu Zhiheng wanted to draw pictures and meditate, but he didn't expect Duan Wu Jiu to come in again. As soon as he came in, Liu Zhiheng felt that the temperature around him had risen a lot out of thin air.
Liu Zhiheng's face turned red, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
"Go out and don't recruit me again today!" Liu Zhiheng complained with a pout on his face.
Duan Wu Jiu looked at Liu Zhiheng's embarrassed look, and a smile spread across his eyes and brows.
"I have swept away the snow at the door and fed the chickens and donkeys in the yard. It's so cold outside..." Duan Wujiu said pitifully: "I won't mess with A-Heng. A-Heng only draws pictures. I'll do it for him." How about you grinding ink?"
Duan Wu Jiu didn't give Liu Zhiheng a chance to reject him. He walked to the desk, picked up the ink stick and started to grind the ink for her.
Although it felt good to have someone to take care of her, having Duan Wu Jiu standing next to her still made her a little distracted.
"You just grind ink, why are you standing so close to me?"
Seeing that Liu Zhiheng's face was a little red, Duan Wujiu smiled unnoticed and asked maliciously: "Ah Heng, it's too hot. I'll open the window for you. It'll be good to get some air during the day."
The window in front of him was pushed open and the air-conditioning blew in. Liu Zhiheng felt that he had finally calmed down and could concentrate on drawing again.
When Duan Wujiu heard the approaching footsteps, he deliberately supported the table and bent down to look at Liu Zhiheng's drawings.
"Huh?" Liu Zhiheng looked at Duan Wujiu. What did he want to do when he looked at him like this?
Liu Zhiheng was holding the pen and felt Duan Wujiu approaching. He raised his head to look at him, and saw him looking at him with a half-smile, with a hint of cunning in his gentle eyes.
Liu Zhiheng asked inexplicably: "What's wrong? Did I draw something funny?"
"No, just looking at Ah Heng makes me so happy."
Liu Zhiheng blushed, this man was so nice and he seemed to be asking for money.
Liu Zhiheng wanted to glare at him, but when he raised his eyes, he fell right into Duan Wujiu's eyes.
Duan Wu Jiu looked at Liu Zhiheng with such doting and gentle eyes, and the tear marks at the corners of his eyes gave his eyes a hint of charm, making her forget to look away for a moment.
Stunned.
Duan Wu Jiu smiled widely, stretched out his hand and wiped the saliva from the corner of Liu Zhiheng's mouth, then put it in his mouth and tasted it.
"It smells so good..."
Liu Zhiheng's face was so red that he wanted to explode!
…
When Xie Tinglan walked to the door of the courtyard, he found that the door was not closed, and it was slightly open, as if the door was deliberately left open for him, waiting for him to sneak in.
Xie Tinglan sneered, okay, he wanted to see what the man wanted to see for himself.
Xie Tinglan didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and went in. When he turned around, he saw the window of Liu Zhiheng's room open.
Through the window, he saw Liu Zhiheng holding a pen in his hand, and a man bending down to support the table, almost half-encircling him in his arms. The two were looking at each other ambiguously and anxiously, wishing they could kiss each other right away.
If it weren't for Xie Tinglan's strong self-control, he would have almost shouted out. In the end, his reason prevailed, and he suppressed his voice and shouted sternly: "Miss Heng!"
Liu Zhiheng was startled when he suddenly heard Xie Tinglan calling him. He turned his head and saw Xie Tinglan standing outside the yard, looking at him angrily, and the hairs on his body were about to explode.
Why is he here?
But her mental quality was relatively good. She quickly regained her composure, put down her pen, pushed Duan Wu Jiu away and stood up.
Feeling Liu Zhiheng push him away, Duan Wujiu's eyes suddenly darkened, and then he quickly suppressed the unhappiness in his eyes.
Liu Zhiheng twitched his lips in embarrassment and looked at Xie Tinglan, "Master Xie! Why are you here?"
"It seems like I shouldn't come?" Xie Tinglan asked coldly.
"That's not what I meant, don't misunderstand me!"
Liu Zhiheng explained eagerly, for fear of being resented by Xie Tinglan.
In Duan Wujiu's eyes, this scene became her concern for the man outside.
Xie Tinglan looked at the man standing next to Liu Zhiheng. A man looked like a goblin. Could it be that Liu Zhiheng had changed his gender and started to like this kind of pretty boy?
Duan Wu Jiu also looked at Xie Tinglan. He was somewhat magnanimous, but he was too arrogant, which made him even more dislike this person in his heart.
Humph, who dared to talk to his Ah Heng so fiercely?
…
"Ah Heng, why don't you introduce to me who this is?" Duan Wujiu asked with a smile.
Ah Heng?
Xie Tinglan raised his eyebrows slightly, was he already being called so intimately?
Before Liu Zhiheng could speak, Xie Tinglan took the initiative and said, "I am Xie Tinglan, Miss Heng's fiancé."
"Fiancé? Why haven't you heard from Ah Heng? It seems like he's not an important person..."
Xie Tinglan suppressed his anger, looked at Duan Wu Jiu, and asked in a bad tone: "Who are you, sir? Why do you appear in my fiancée's house? Even if it is daytime, this is not good."
When Liu Zhiheng was still thinking about how to explain to Xie Tinglan, he heard that Duan Wujiu had already made up an identity for himself.
"I am A Heng's cousin, Duan Xuelang."
"Ah, yes, yes, he is my cousin." Liu Zhiheng nodded quickly.
Xie Tinglan was dubious about his cousin's statement. The Liu family had been in Taohuatun for ten years and had never heard of any cousins. When Liu Zhiheng pestered him every day before, he never heard her mention having a cousin.
Soon, Xie Tinglan felt a sense of clarity in his heart. Is this the reason why Liu Zhiheng was suddenly indifferent and distant from him during this period?
She fell in love with this pretty boy who didn't know if he was her cousin...
"Come out, I have something to ask you alone."
Xie Tinglan turned around and walked away. He didn't want to stay in the Liu family's courtyard for a second longer.
…
Seeing Xie Tinglan walking out of the yard, Liu Zhiheng hurriedly tried to follow him, but Duan Wujiu grabbed him by the sleeve.
Even at this time, Duan Wujiu still remembered not to touch A Heng's body casually, and only dared to grab her sleeves.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't want you to go...A Heng...don't go with him."
Duan Wujiu's eyes were like a drowning puppy, and Liu Zhiheng was really soft-hearted.
But weighing the pros and cons, Duan Wujiu will no longer remember him in a few months, but Xie Tinglan can hold grudges for a lifetime.
Besides, after all, she was engaged in a marriage contract, and it was indeed her fault to start the affair.
"Xue Lang, I'll come back after saying a few words to him. Don't worry about it. He and I have nothing but an engagement relationship. I have to make things clear to him. Just wait for me!"
Liu Zhiheng pulled open his sleeves and hurried out to find Xie Tinglan.
Duan Wujiu watched the sleeves being pulled away from his fingers, and there was a deep and cold look in his eyes.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled sadly and sadly, revealing all the paranoia that he normally concealed so well. If Liu Zhiheng turned around at this moment, he would definitely see Duan Wujiu's sinister expression.
But she didn't look back, she ran so anxiously, as if the person at the door was important.
Do you care so much about what that person thinks?
She cared so much that she let go of his hand for this man.
Duan Wujiu took back his hand that was hanging there to grab the air, and then clenched his fist tightly, so hard that his knuckles turned pale, and the veins in his hand seemed to burst.
What should I do? He was really angry and wanted to kill that man.
