Dyed

He thinks simply, thinking that the relationship is just a matter between two people, Luo Wenying loves him, and for Song Jinzhuo, Mingzheng believes that he has already held the most powerful bargaining chip.

There is a place to eat nearby, Mingzheng still chose an open-air seat, Luo Wenying wanted to get up and walk and felt numb in her legs and feet, Mingzheng saw her leaning on the bench and asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Wenying pressed her leg with her palm.

Mingzheng sat back in his original position, rubbing the side of her leg with his palm, and Luo Wenying slapped her, "Don't move."

The back of Mingzheng's hand was red from the beating, but the slender fingertips were still active on her fair and delicate skin. After rubbing it a few times, the muscles in her legs became active. Mingzheng took one of her arms and got up and walked towards the chosen seat.

Since it was in the mountains, there weren't many people there, so Ming Zheng pushed her to sit on a chair, with a parasol on top of her head, not to shield the sun, after all, it was under a tree, and occasionally withered leaves would fall down.

The artist playing the violin stood not far away, playing a quiet and gentle piece, Luo Wenying couldn't name it, but listening to it was a different kind of enjoyment.

On the way back, Luo Wenying sat in the passenger seat without saying a word, her head was turned away from the window, and the night was overwhelming, and Ming Zheng held her hand tightly in his palm.

Luo Wenying closed her eyes and leaned her head on the back of the chair, not wanting to be more embarrassed in the silence, it might as well be like this.

Although she felt tired, she couldn't fall asleep sitting in Mingzheng's car. She dozed off all the way to the door, but she was embarrassed to open her eyes immediately when he turned off the engine.

Luo Wenying pricked up her ears, wanting to hear him call her, but there was no movement for a while, Mingzheng's arms were pressed against the back of the chair, and her breath almost scorched her cheeks. She tossed her lips over and over again.

Luo Wenying endured it, but she still couldn't feel Mingzheng's intention to leave.She groaned, wanting to remind him, but unexpectedly the man seemed to be encouraged.

Luo Wenying couldn't sit still any longer, she pushed her palm on his chest, so as not to wake up too obviously, she slightly opened her eyelids, "What are you doing?"

There was a smile in Mingzheng's eyes that couldn't be hidden. Just now when she saw her eyelashes trembling slightly, he knew she was pretending to be asleep. Mingzheng retracted his body, "I saw you were sleeping deeply, and I want to wake you up."

Luo Wenying looked out, "We're home, you should hurry back too."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Ming Zheng stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, "Shall I stay with you tonight?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Luo Wenying couldn't help raising her voice. Seeing his face darken, she said again, "Mingzheng, give me time to think about our relationship."

"Do you still need to think about it?" In Ming Zheng's eyes, it was such a simple matter, "I've already told you if you mind, why are you still hesitating?"

Luo Wenying picked up her satchel, "I told you earlier that no one will stand there forever waiting for you, Mingzheng, now you look back, maybe I have already taken a step towards others, you always Give me some time."

"You're running away." Ming Zheng squeezed her wrist tightly. "Like last time, we agreed to make it clear to Song Jinzhuo, but we still keep in touch with him."

"Mingzheng, you take it for granted." Luo Wenying waved his hand away, "Go back, I really want to take a break."

Pushing the car door down, Luo Wenying saw Mingzheng sitting inside without moving, so she picked up her steps and walked away.

Fortunately, he didn't follow up here.

Luo Wenying took the elevator to the sixth floor, and when she stepped out of the door, she saw a figure unexpectedly. The man was standing in front of the window at the end of the corridor. She almost recognized the figure from the back, "Jin Zhuo?"

Song Jinzhuo turned around, Luo Wenying saw the cigarette between his fingers, "Why are you here?"

"Where did you go, I called you and no one answered."

Seeing him standing in front of the window, Luo Wenying felt unspeakable guilt. She is not good at lying, but she had to avert her eyes, "I have something to do with the boss, and it is inconvenient to answer the phone for an emergency meeting. sorry."

Song Jinzhuo's gaze was fixed on her, and Luo Wenying could almost feel the weight. Song Jinzhuo smiled, walked towards Luo Wenying, snuffed out the half of the cigarette in his hand, and threw it into the trash can.

"Come in and sit down."

Luo Wenying found the key from the bag, opened the door and went in. Song Jinzhuo closed the door and saw Luo Wenying put things away and went to the kitchen.

"Don't be busy, I'll leave after a while."

Luo Wenying didn't insist either, she went to the refrigerator to find two bottles of drinks and handed one to Song Jinzhuo.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Luo Wenying really had nothing to say, and regretted it as soon as she asked, what time is it.Unexpectedly, Song Jinzhuo shook his head, "Not yet."

Luo Wenying froze when twisting the bottle cap, "Let me accompany you to eat something."

"No need, just take a few mouthfuls if you have any ready-made ones at home."

Luo Wenying put the things in, opened the refrigerator and saw that it was mostly empty, "I'll make you fried rice, there's nothing to eat."

"it is good."

Egg fried rice is the most time-saving. Song Jinzhuo finished the big bowl of fried rice with green vegetables and shredded carrots. It seemed that he was really hungry. Luo Wenying handed him the soaked water.

Song Jinzhuo didn't stay long, "Wen Ying, I'll pick you up for dinner at noon tomorrow."

"It's noon?" Luo Wenying thought about today's affairs, so she didn't refuse, "Okay."

Sending Song Jinzhuo to the elevator entrance, when the elevator door was about to open, Song Jinzhuo grabbed Luo Wenying's arm and pulled her to the front. Luo Wenying looked at the approaching handsome face, and subconsciously turned away.

A kiss was reflected on the side of her face.

Her face was full of embarrassment, Song Jinzhuo let go of her hand, stepped into the elevator with her feet lifted.

The next day, Luo Wenying went to Cun Kun as usual, Mingzheng stretched out his hand to press the exclusive elevator, and saw Luo Wenying walking from the hall.

He withdrew his hand, and when she approached, he pulled her arm and dragged her into the elevator, "I'm going out today, wait for me at home tonight, we'll go out for dinner."

Luo Wenying felt bored for no reason at the thought of going out with Song Jinzhuo at noon, so what was the difference between stepping on two boats? "I'm not going, I'm going home tonight."

"I'll come to you when the time comes," Mingzheng didn't hear it at all, Luo Wenying was upset, Mingzheng put his arms around her waist, "Are you angry about what happened yesterday?"

Luo Wenying raised her eyes not to look at him, and after the elevator door opened, she waved his hand and walked out.

Received a call from Song Jinzhuo near dinner time, Luo Wenying looked at the weather outside, it was gloomy early in the morning, and it was going to rain again, "Jin Zhuo, why don't you change the day? It's raining heavily."

"It's okay, I've already arrived at the door of your company."

Luo Wenying heard the words, so she had no choice but to take an umbrella and go downstairs.

When she got downstairs, she realized that the rain was much stronger than what she had seen upstairs.

The employees of Cun Kun hid in the office if they could not go out. Luo Wenying stepped forward on the floor tiles, and the splash of water hit her calf.

Song Jinzhuo's car was parked at the door. Seeing her coming, he put an umbrella around her and stuffed her into the passenger seat.

Back in the car, Song Jinzhuo took out a tissue and handed it to Luo Wenying. Luo Wenying wiped off the water stains on her hair, "Where should I go for dinner? The rain might not stop for a while."

"Take you to a good place."