Dyed

There was a knock on the door, she went over wearing an apron, opened it and saw Song Jinzhuo standing outside, Luo Wenying motioned for him to come in, "Why don't you call in advance, what if I'm not at home?"

"Didn't you say two o'clock and one line in the company's house?" Song Jinzhuo squeezed in, pulled out slippers from the entrance and changed them on with familiar movements, Luo Wenying trotted back to the kitchen, and poured the washed vegetables into the pot.

Song Jinzhuo followed behind, "Did you cook an extra serving?"

"Don't worry, you won't be hungry." Luo Wenying flipped the spatula, and the fragrance overflowed after a few strokes. Song Jinzhuo rolled up his sleeves, "I'll help you."

"No need," Luo Wenying bumped his elbow into his arm, "Go to the living room and have a meeting, it will be fine without causing trouble, I don't have time to greet you now."

Seeing her earnestly cooking, Song Jinzhuo walked up behind Luo Wenying, put his hands through her waist and folded them in front of Luo Wenying's abdomen, his chest was also pressed against her back, Luo Wenying's hands stopped , the body suddenly became stiff.

She has imagined this scene countless times. If one day she gets married, she doesn't expect her husband to do anything for him, but only hopes that she can take some time to hug her when she is busy, just like now .

Song Jinzhuo felt that she was not used to it, so he rested his chin on Luo Wenying's shoulder, "Don't greet me, can I still be polite in my own home?"

After the food was packed, the two sat face to face at the dining table, and Song Jinzhuo picked up dishes for Luo Wenying from time to time, as if they were at home.

The restaurant was filled with the strong smell of coffee. After Luo Wenying finished eating, he cleaned up the kitchen and the coffee was ready.

Song Jinzhuo helped find the cup, "Drinking coffee immediately after a meal is bad for your stomach, so you should pay attention in the future."

Luo Wenying poured the coffee into the cup, and holding the cup, she came to the sofa in the living room. She turned on the stereo, and the soothing ethnic style slowly slid into her ears.

There was a treadmill in the corner of the living room, Luo Wenying sipped coffee, "If you hadn't come here today, I would be exercising by now."

Song Jinzhuo sat next to her, and put his arms around Luo Wenying's shoulders. Although he said that he would start dating, any intimate move would still make Luo Wenying feel uncomfortable.

Song Jinzhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was immersed in the music and couldn't get out. He lightly tapped Luo Wenying's shoulder with his fingertips, and Luo Wenying's shoulder was always on his shoulder without letting up.

Feeling a slight tickle in her ear, Luo Wenying turned her head away, her lips almost touched the man's handsome face, Song Jinzhuo stared at her deeply, the hand around her shoulder moved down, and instead wrapped around her waistline.

Facing Song Jinzhuo's approaching face, Luo Wenying sat on the spot without moving until her soft lips touched the man in front of her. Her eyes were fixed on the man in front of her, with straight sword eyebrows and excellent facial features.

Luo Wenying suddenly panicked, feeling inexplicably, since she was going to accept a new relationship, it meant that she would get close to someone other than Mingzheng in the future, and kissing and hugging were just the beginning.

Thinking of this, Luo Wenying couldn't extricate herself as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Song Jinzhuo hugged her tightly with both hands, but she stretched out her hand to push against the man's chest, and he didn't force him, and backed away.

"I'm sorry." Luo Wenying wiped the back of her hand to the corner of her mouth.

Song Jinzhuo pulled the corner of his lips indifferently, "I took the liberty."

In fact, it was only to Luo Wenying that he would speak like this. In the past, there were many women who threw themselves into his arms, and some of them acted on the spot. As time passed, it made people forget the restraint they should have as the son of a high-ranking official.

Luo Wenying reached out to the coffee cup, "Let me pour you another cup."

"No need," Song Jinzhuo got up, "It's almost time, I'll go back first."

"I send you."

Although Song Jinzhuo declined, Luo Wenying insisted on sending him to the temporary parking lot downstairs. Seeing his car driving out, Luo Wenying withdrew her hand and suddenly noticed a black car.

Because it was hidden in a corner, the light was not good. Luo Wenying walked forward involuntarily with her legs. She could clearly see the license plate number and couldn't hide her surprise. Luo Wenying looked into the driver's seat, but found that there was no one there.

This car belongs to Mingzheng, but how could it be parked in her community at this time?

Luo Wenying looked around, how could there be anyone else in the huge temporary parking lot?

She raised her head and looked at the apartment building behind her. Without thinking about it, she hurriedly picked up her steps and turned around. Luo Wenying quickly walked to the elevator entrance. After rushing into the elevator, she pressed her finger hard on the button. Seeing that the door was about to close, she suddenly reached in. A hand scared her quite a bit.

The door was opened, and a neighbor came in.

"Why are you walking so fast? I didn't answer when I called you."

Luo Wenying was still in shock, "I didn't hear it."

She thought it was Ming Zheng. If she hadn't seen the license plate number clearly, she would have thought she had made a mistake. Luo Wenying was leaning against the elevator wall, and she didn't hear a word of what the neighbor next door said.

Her mind was in a mess, and her mind would be in a mess, and Luo Wenying's rejection of Song Jinzhuo gave Luo Wenying a bad premonition.

The elevator door opened with a ding, and Luo Wenying dragged herself out. She took out the key from her pocket and was about to open the door. She put her hand on the doorknob, but before she could use any force, she found the door opened.

This surprise was incredible again.

Luo Wenying broke out in a cold sweat. She clearly remembered that she closed the door before leaving. She lived outside alone, so she was very careful about this, even if she went downstairs to throw garbage, she would not forget it.

She opened the door and walked in. The light in the living room was still on, and the coffee smelled strong and strong in her nostrils. Luo Wenying walked in lightly, but she didn't seem to notice anything unusual.