Doomsday: Beauty is strong and miserable, she is glowing and crazy at the same time

The string that had been tightening in Cheng Boring's heart broke instantly, and his whole body froze. This sentence was like thunder on the ground, exploding his whole brain and unable to give any feedback signals.

He thought that when the two met, they might be work partners, they might be friends they chatted with, or they might be someone introduced by others, but it couldn't be this kind of abnormal relationship.

But Liang Tingzhu's eyes were too serious, it didn't look like a joke at all, and who would use such a thing to damage his reputation to lie?

"That's ridiculous...do you know what you're talking about?"

"What, you want to hear it again?"

Cheng Boring came back after being choked. His mouth was open, his throat was dry, and he vaguely thought of something else: "...What about your father?"

"Killed."

Cheng Bor subconsciously let go of his resisting hand, his eyes full of surprise and doubt.

In his more than 20 years of values, the kindness of his parents was deeply rooted in his heart. He couldn't believe that someone could say the words "killed" so lightly.

"you…"

Isn't this crazy?

"What will others think of her if you do this? Those people will use her as a talking point, criticize her, and even slander her. That's why you should stay away from her!"

Liang Tingzhu applied force again, with veins bulging on the back of his hands. He grabbed Cheng Boring's neck and smashed him backwards, causing a muffled sound to hit the wall.

"It is the gossips who should shut up, not us who should make decisions based on their opinions."

Compared with Cheng Boring's emotional display, Liang Tingzhu remained calm when speaking, neither arguing nor scolding.

But Cheng Boring could see clearly that his eyes were full of gloom.

Liang Tingzhu pulled her up and pushed her back: "Your love can bring nothing but harm. Don't bother her anymore."

Although you can't throw it away from the nineteenth floor, you can still throw it from the ninth floor. If you fall into the water from this height, you won't die.

"Remember to get the water out of your head."

He let go of his hand, and after a plop, only one person was left on the balcony where the fierce exchange had just occurred.

Liang Tingzhu lowered his eyes and looked at the water. He stood for a while, waiting for the smell of cigarette smoke to dissipate from his body before returning to the top floor.

Seeing that he was the only one who came back, the team members who were keeping watch in the room hesitated to speak. They wanted to ask but did not dare to ask. Finally, because they were worried that Cheng Boring would be beaten to death, they had to go downstairs to look for someone.

Liang Tingzhu ignored it and opened the door of the master bedroom.

As soon as he closed it, he heard the person on the bed asking: "Where have you been."

He paused and turned around slowly, only to see Shan Xunxing leaning on the bedside, staring at him with a clear expression.

This scene is like a husband who stayed out all night and did something bad, but was caught by his wife and revealed the truth.

"...Go out and smoke."

"come over."

Liang Tingzhu silently took off his cold coat and walked to the bed.

Shan Xunxing held his hand like an ice cube, and she gave up part of the bed: "Come up and sleep."

"My body is a little cold, please wait a moment."

"How can you pretend to be a serious person?"

He grabbed the person and immediately asked, "How can I not be serious?"

"Go out if you don't want to sleep."

She shook her hand away and threw the ring on her little finger to Liang Tingzhu. There was hot water that had been heated in advance.

As expected, she was very indulgent to him. Liang Tingzhu picked up the ring and went to wash up.

A little light from the fire outside came through the crack in the door, and Shan Xunxing lay down under the quilt.

It was still dark, and she didn't know how long the dark night would last. She rested her arms quietly, not expecting that Liang Tingzhu would go find Cheng Boring.

At the annual party dinner, he gave her a toast to help her out, leaving those who were waiting to see her joke speechless. Now he went to find Cheng Boring for her. I don't know if it was because of his self-respect.

Those words would have hurt a few years ago, but she doesn't feel anything about them now.

But it does feel good to have someone help you seek justice from a few years ago.

Shan Xunxing was a little distracted, thinking of the many trivial things in the past six months, and suddenly, the shadow in his heart that had always been illusory took shape.

She turned over and counted the snowflakes facing the window that was not completely covered by the curtains. Although she couldn't see which one was which, she still counted them for a long time.

The bed behind her sank slightly, and Liang Tingzhu didn't come close to her, just lying on the outermost side.

He used to be wild and wild, but now he is sticking to the rules again. I don’t know how he manages to change things three times a day.

It’s really both good and bad.

"Next time you throw someone into the water, remember to find a way to silence it. I heard the sound of water from upstairs."

"Next time, he should disappear."

Shan Xunxing smiled incomprehensibly. She was too eager for success at that time and should not have agreed to Cheng Boring's help a few years ago.

In fact, it's just a matter of sending a message or making a phone call when there is news. I don't know what Cheng Boring likes about me. I hope he can wake up after today.

"I told him about our relationship, and he may have been hit a bit hard."

"The blow is also a fact." She said calmly.

The sky begins to light up, and the next day begins.

Shan Xunxing was afraid that he would not be able to sleep well at dawn, so he closed his eyes and stopped talking. However, he was physically exhausted but mentally could not fall asleep at all.

The room was quiet. Through the door, you could hear the sound of Cheng Dao, who was fished out of the water, coughing and walking slowly into other rooms.

She moved her body slightly, her clothes and quilt made a faint friction sound, and she deliberately calmed down her breathing and wanted to swallow more.

Kissing and lying together are completely different feelings. Even if they are separated by some distance, the presence behind them is very strong. Liang Tingzhu is not sleeping, and she cannot sleep as usual.

After pondering, Shan Xunxing turned around.

He asked: "Can't sleep?"

"Well, the brain is very excited." The single bed is indeed very helpful to enhance the relationship, and the distance becomes closer when facing each other.

Liang Tingzhu's Adam's apple rose and fell, and his voice was low and almost silent as he joked with her: "How about wasting your time with me?"

A pair of arms suddenly climbed up to his shoulders, and he was stunned. His warm breath came closer, and a soft kiss fell on the side of his neck.

After two light pecks, he slowly moved upwards, feeling unbearable and rushing straight to the bottom of his heart.

After a few breaths, he turned his head slightly, intertwined his fingers in Shan Xunxing's long hair, held the back of her neck and pressed her towards him, feeling her from the collarbone to the mandible again and again, not hastily, not slowly, with restraint. Reasonable yet indulgent behavior.

Seeing Liang Tingzhu forbearingly raising his head, Shan Xunxing lay on his shoulder: "Do you like this reward?"