The evil life of Jia Erhu

Zuo Hui drove to the door of Zhao Jiawei's house and called Zhao Jiawei. Although Zhao Jiawei was looking forward to this moment, he still didn't quite believe that Zuo Hui really came to find him.

He didn't even have time to turn off his phone, so he rushed downstairs with his phone in hand. The moment he saw Zuo Hui, he was even more excited.

If Zuo Hui still had a bit of a country spirit when she was studying, then at this moment she is completely a fashionable urban young woman, and her whole temperament has changed.

In Zhao Jiawei's opinion, among the many female classmates who came last time, except for Cheng Caini, none of them could compare with Zuo Hui.

At this moment, Zhao Jiawei really regretted it. Why did he turn a blind eye to Zuo Hui's beauty in the first place?

"You...you are really here? I...I really didn't expect it." Zhao Jiawei, whose face was red, was so excited that he stuttered.

Zuo Hui smiled sweetly and asked: "What, you plan to let me stand here?"

"Where are you, please? It's just that my house is a little messy."

Zuo Hui reached out and took Zhao Jiawei's arm and followed him into the building.

When she arrived at the door of Zhao Jiawei's house, Zuo Hui looked around and asked, "Why is such an old house second-hand?"

Zhao Jiawei explained: "It's rented."

Zuo Hui was a little surprised.

Cheng Caini has already told her about Jia Erhu's situation. Why does such a rich person still rent a house?

Most people usually only entertain guests in the living room, but Zhao Jiawei had a strong sense of purpose, so he took Zuo Hui directly to the bedroom.

Zuo Hui also wanted to see the conditions of several houses. After glancing at the second and third bedrooms, he walked into the master bedroom and asked: "What, your brother...oh, I asked Jia Erhu if he would follow." Do you live together?"

Hearing Jia Erhu's name, Zhao Jiawei suddenly became a little impatient and smiled reluctantly: "He lives in the factory. Our company will soon raise funds to build a house. I will get a bigger one by then.

Come, please sit down. "

With that said, Zhao Jiawei stretched out the sheets.

Although in the master bedroom, apart from the computer chair, only the bed can accommodate people, this is Zhao Jiawei's little idea, it depends on whether Zuo Hui is willing to sit on the bed.

As long as she is willing to sit down, I'm afraid there will be a show.

If she doesn't want to do it, then she can't be impatient because she won't be able to eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Zuo Hui sat on the bed generously, and Zhao Jiawei couldn't help but feel ecstatic: "Come, have a drink."

He took out a bottle of Dongpeng's special drink from a box next to the computer desk, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Zuo Hui. He then hunched forward and sat down on only one-third of the computer chair.

Zuo Hui smiled and said to him: "Come sit on the bed."

Let me go, it’s true or not, it seems I’m still attractive!

Zhao Jiawei's blood surged up all over his body, and he quickly sat next to Zuo Hui, his limbs trembling slightly.

Of course, this micro-expression could not escape Zuo Hui's eyes. She smiled and took a sip of her drink and said, "Drink less carbonated drinks and more boiled water."

"Yeah," Zhao Jiawei nodded quickly and said, "I'll listen to you."

"Also, don't stay up late playing games. Sitting too much is bad for your health."

Zhao Jiawei explained: "Actually, I rarely play, just to relax when I get off work."

When Zuo Hui saw Zhao Jiawei's eyes, they were already burning like flames. He probably couldn't wait any longer.

Zuo Hui added: "Zhou Xijing and I opened a small hotel in Jia City. Because it is a bit unique, people like you who sit in the office often go there to spend money.

I once heard a man say that at the same time, he had a burly figure and had not had children for several years after being married. He always thought that his wife was infertile.

Later, he reminded his colleague to go to the hospital for a check-up. His colleague said very arrogantly, is there something wrong with my body?

After checking, it turned out that it was really his problem.

I thought that instead of sitting in the office at work, I would play games when I got home. However, my kidneys failed and the survival rate of that thing was extremely low. "

When Zhao Jiawei heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously reminded himself to play less games and exercise more in the future.

But he said confidently: "There is absolutely no problem with my kidneys."

"Not necessarily?" Zuo Hui smiled: "Playing on the computer every day and solving problems by yourself. If you do too much, you will be very embarrassed when you have a girlfriend in the future."

As she spoke, Zuo Hui glanced at the traces left on the sheets when Zhao Jiawei solved the problem by himself.

Zhao Jiawei thought of me with a very embarrassed smile and said: "It's just occasionally. Who makes me so infatuated? I have been thinking about you for so many years, and I have never had a girlfriend. I always feel that others are not as good as you!"

Whether they are men or women, they often have a kind of mysterious confidence in themselves.

So Zuo Hui didn't feel any sense of violation when Zhao Jiawei said this, and she believed that the main reason why Zhao Jiawei rejected her back then was probably because of his youth and ignorance. In addition, she was from a rural area, which made Zhao Jiawei feel somewhat embarrassed. .

When it comes to appearance, Zuo Hui feels that she is impeccable.

Zhao Jiawei's eyes also ignited the desire in Zuo Hui's heart, and she took another sip of the drink to relieve her inner excitement.

"Why," Zuo Hui glanced at Zhao Jiawei: "You shouldn't be thinking about me when you are solving problems. How disgusting would that be?"

As she spoke, she placed one hand on Zhao Jiawei's thigh.

But it seemed like she didn't want to seduce him intentionally, but just let him go by accident.

Even so, when Zuo Hui's hand touched his thigh, Zhao Jiawei's whole body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

Zhao Jiawei swallowed dryly and said, "I...I don't have any other women to think about!"

Zuo Hui knew that maybe he had thought about himself, but more probably, he had been imagining the situation in Cheng Caini's mind.

But for Zuo Hui, this point was no longer important. She couldn't bear Cheng Caini's jealousy, so she said instead: "It's better to solve the problem by yourself in the future. You are not young anymore. My and Zhou Xijing's children are almost three years old." Years old."

Zhao Jiawei smiled bitterly and said, "You are getting married early, which was not allowed in the past."

Zuo Hui said: "It's better to get married early. I think you are like this. You are already twenty-six years old this year. You sit and do nothing all day long. You still feel great when you solve problems by yourself. But if it comes to the day when it comes in handy, you won't be able to do it. It’s good but it’s beyond your capabilities.”

"Who said that?" Zhao Jiawei said confidently: "I didn't brag. If my woman doesn't beg me for mercy, my surname will no longer be Zhao!"

Zuo Hui thought to herself: Your surname is not Zhao to begin with.

But she didn't say this, she just pouted and said, "You're not bragging? Even if I'm a buffalo, you've blown me to the sky!"

Zhao Jiawei smiled playfully, looked at Zuo Hui with a greedy but timid look, and asked tentatively: "If you don't believe it, why don't you try it?"