fatal attraction

"Oh my friend."

Xiao Wenqi muttered something, went to touch Kong Yitang's hand, and suddenly came back to his senses the next moment, staring at her eyes, "Girl girl girlfriend?!"

She was staring at Ying Zhao.

Ying Zhao pinched the king's ear and hummed.

Xiao Wenqi only felt that there was a thunderbolt, she smiled at the girl who claimed to be Ying Zhao's girlfriend, and then pulled Ying Zhao to the side.

"What's wrong with you? Falling in love with a woman? I haven't seen that you have plans for me for so many years?"

Xiao Wenqi held Ying Zhao's shoulders, and the two of them squatted on the edge of the flowerbed to communicate, a bit like the scene when they were young.

"You think too highly of yourself, Xiao Dalian!" Ying Zhao pushed the other side's approaching face away, and said rather bluntly, "You feel too good about yourself."

Xiao Wenqi stood up abruptly, and Ying Zhao gave Ying Zhao a face with her cut hair that could sell for a lot of money, "I'm still pretty!" After she finished speaking, she looked over there and put down her crutches, squatted down and looked at the dog. The girl said in a low voice: "You don't have to be so hard to think about being pried into the corner of the wall yourself!"

The distressed look on her face almost didn't make Ying Zhao laugh, and Ying Zhao also stood up. She patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Isn't that hard to think about? I'm a sugar daddy."

Xiao Wenqi glanced at the young woman squatting on the ground, "What kind of money is this?"

The small face is good-looking, who knows if he has ever used a knife, and there is nothing special about his body, he looks like a student.

"I just said that if you throw something good in front of your eyes, you won't recognize anything."

Ying Zhao sighed, "It's not a problem, it's about dating, just to have fun, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman."

She put both hands in her pockets, lowered her head and kicked away the stones under her feet, Xiao Wenqi could hear her serious tone, sighed, and changed the subject, "Do you want me to help you move?"

Ying Zhao: "No, just take the dog there."

"Are you used to the big king living in your little broken place?"

"Then you take it back home?"

Ying Zhao asked back.

"That's not true. I'm afraid it will be bullied. Those dogs in my hometown are so vicious that they will die. The king must have been knocked to the ground before he ran away."

"That's all right, you go to bed early, and you're leaving early tomorrow morning."

"Success, I'll bring you some special products when I come back. In fact, you can go back with me to celebrate the New Year. Don't tell me that you still plan to spend time with that stinky girl."

Speaking of Qiao Hanyin, Xiao Wenqi still gritted his teeth.

"No, what do I mean when I go back with you? Your mother really thinks you're having an affair with me. I'm afraid your mother will break my leg."

Xiao Wenqi rolled his eyes, "You must be poor, we two have been dating a long time ago, why wait until now?"

"I don't know who said that I have something wrong just now, maybe you have unreasonable thoughts about me." Ying Zhao smiled softly twice, it was cold outside, white gas came out when he spoke, Xiao Wenqi also laughed, "Make you beautiful."

"Don't say you were dumped by a man when you go back, just say you dumped him."

"Fuck, Ying Zhao, shut up the fuck!"

Xiao Wenqi slapped Ying Zhao, "I'm leaving."

Ying Zhao whistled, and the king rushed over, "Let's go."

When Xiao Wenqi was about to close the door, he couldn't help but look back, and said to the woman who bent down to pick up the walking stick from the ground, "Hey, be nice to her."

It took two seconds for Kong Yitang to realize that this woman with dark complexion was talking to her.

"Um."

She nodded, then turned around and approached Ying Zhao.

Her aloof appearance made Xiao Wenqi's head smoke with anger, and felt that Ying Zhao would not find someone who was a little more stable no matter if he was talking to a man or a woman.

The iron door slammed shut.

Kong Yitang looked up at Ying Zhao, and then at the dog who had stopped yelling at her, "Are you going to take it away?"

Ying Zhao lowered his head and smiled, "That's right, you go inside and sit down, I'll get something else."

In Kong Yitang's memory, there was a house with this structure, and she lived in it a long time ago.

But she actually doesn't want to recall this kind of memory, and occasionally a small wisp will appear unconsciously.

Ying Zhao's house is much better than her short-lived residence in her memory, it looks warm and comfortable, although there is no hardcover, it looks a bit old, but she has kept it very clean.

The incandescent lamp had probably not been replaced for a long time, and it was not very bright, so Ying Zhao went to turn on the bedside lamp.

There was a piece of clothing on the floor, which must have been torn by a dog.Ying Zhao bent down and opened the cabinet to find something, and said to Kong Yitang who was looking around, "You can sit wherever you want. If you are thirsty, go and see what there is in the refrigerator. If there is hot water, there should be no more. I'm sorry."

When she entered the room, she took off her coat, she wore very little underneath, and her trousers were low-waisted, and when she bent over, a part was exposed, and that curvy hole made Yitang blush at a glance.

She sat awkwardly on the sofa.

Next to it is the computer desk. There are a lot of cigarette butts in the ashtray on the desk. Before they can be emptied, the ash falls on the outside of the cigarette, and a little bit is spilled on the table. Kong Yitang stares at the cigarette butts, imagining how the other party is sitting in front of the computer and smoking.

It sure looks good.

Very charming.

It's... sexy.

After looking at Kong Yitang in the yard just now, the king probably realized that this person has no offensive power, maybe he is similar to him, and now he is happily having fun at Kong Yitang's feet.

Mr. Tang wore wide-leg trousers with wide hems, and the king was free, so he sat down on the opponent's shoes and began to bite his trousers.

Ying Zhao walked out with the packed clothes and saw such a wonderful scene.

Her new girlfriend is sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, and her pet dog is sitting on each other's shoes, excitedly biting the bottom of her trousers.

Kong Yitang didn't respond at all, and was a little indulgent.

Outside is the howl of the wind, and it feels like the world is unbelievably quiet.

"Finished?"

Kong Yitang raised his head, and then tried to move his legs, which actually aroused the interest of this disabled dog friend, hugged her legs and began to bite his pants again.

Kong Yitang: "..."

Ying Zhao: "Your Majesty, come here."

The yellow earth dog shook its ears and moved over slowly.

"Let's go."

Ying Zhao was sweating from rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and tousled his hair when he put on his clothes.

Kong Yitang glanced at the photo frame on the coffee table again.

There are many photos hung on the wall separating from the bedroom, those of Ying Zhao and Qiao Hanyin, those of the woman just now, Yuan Yichen, and many unknown people.

Anyway, Qiao Hanyin is the most.

Kong Yitang felt a little bitter in her heart. She found that she couldn't let go of her gloom in front of others, so she could only stand up on crutches expressionlessly.

Before her hand touched the crutch, Ying Zhao helped her up first.

Ying Zhao took Kong Yitang's hand, "If I'm here, just rely on me."

Kong Yitang lowered his eyes, embarrassed to look at the other party.

In fact, she is not too limping, she can walk without crutches, and you can see some inconvenience when you look closely, but she has been used to putting on airs over the years, anyway, she is really limping, and it is actually quite interesting to make others feel pitiful.

She hummed, and took Ying Zhao's arm, wishing she could embed herself in this embrace.

It's a pity that Ying Zhao has a dog in his arms.

The dog with a limped leg was being hugged by Ying Zhao, staring at Kong Yitang with its eyes constantly blowing hot air from its nose.

Kong Yitang: "..."

More miserable?Who wouldn't!

Ying Zhao felt that she probably raised two children, and she was almost exhausted after locking the door and walking to the parking place.

The king is not easy to walk, and so is Xiaotang. The road that can usually be reached in a few minutes took about ten minutes. When she put the king in the back seat of the car, she breathed a sigh of relief. Bottle of water.

Ying Zhao accepted it unceremoniously, not noticing that the water was drunk.

She took two sips and put it aside, while Mr. Tang on the other side was pinching his phone again with red ears. She just posted a Weibo.

It's just a picture.

A yellow clay dog ​​with a bent left front leg was sitting in the yard, and behind it was a house with lights on. She took this picture while Ying Zhao was talking to a friend.

After a while, the phone kept ringing.

Ying Zhao said while driving, "Yitang, can you book a car for me? Just take my mobile phone. I'll take you back later."

Kong Yitang: "I'll go to your place first, and you can send me back."

"Isn't that the same?"

Kong Yitang didn't speak, Ying Zhao glanced at her and found that she was playing with her mobile phone with her head down again, as if she didn't hear her words.

Like a little girl, she is obviously such a grown-up person.

Ying Zhao thought it would be too late to put the dog back, so she drove to her apartment in the urban area. The one she bought was on the 32nd floor, and when she took the elevator up with the dog, she found that her silly dog ​​had fainted.

She doesn't live in the apartment here very much. Two days ago, Jiang Doudou asked someone to clean it. She took the sheets she brought from home and planned to make a bed for Kong Yitang to sit on the sofa and rest for a while. The kennel here was also bought by Gu Zhengchuan. Yes, Kong Yitang was sitting on the sofa, in front of her was the milk that Ying Zhao had poured for her just now, it had been heated in the microwave, and it was still steaming.

She suspected for a moment that she was a child.

Has she forgotten that I have a bad reputation?

The king was flopping about in the new nest, and Kong Yitang was thinking seriously while holding her walking stick, but she was immediately interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone next to her.

It should be shown.

This apartment is not very big, with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. Ying Zhao makes the bed in the room.

Kong Yitang glanced at the caller ID and found that it was Qiao Hanyin calling.

She got angry when she saw this name. From a young age to now, she has been quite purely jealous, so that the badness that runs through her personality has surfaced, and she doesn't care about privacy, so she picks it up and picks it up.

Qiao Hanyin's schedule is very full. She is still filming on the set, so she finally took a break, checked Weibo, and found the one posted by Kong Yitang on the homepage.

Kong Yitang is well-known in the circle, and she also gathers with celebrities in private, and playing games is also a common thing.

A few friends that Qiao Hanyin knew also went out with each other in private, and the evaluation was good, saying that it was not as scary as the rumors said.

She has no impression of Kong Yitang. After all, Yao Xingxue, the first sister of Xinzhao, debuted in the same year as her, and the two will be compared even now. Every step is extremely painful. The other party is not in the TV industry now, but specializes in the film industry. Although she can't meet her, but for Qiao Hanyin, she doesn't like the artists of this company very much.

But cooperation is a common thing, and you have to pretend to be very friendly.

Last year, she collaborated with Xinzhao artist in a drama, and the other party seemed to be Kong Yitang's best friend. On the set, she also saw that the other party had a bad relationship with that little fresh meat. She changed the role of the scene blatantly, but no one dared to say it.

Kong Yitang's Weibo shows that they are all rich people's glamorous fans, such as parties, catwalks, wherever there is excitement, where there is her, I didn't expect to post such a picture that is completely inconsistent with her style of painting.

A small yard, an old house, and a lame dog.

Qiao Han's voice is very familiar, she went there some time ago.

The place where she grew up, the place where she and Ying Zhao lived together in the eyes of acquaintances.

"Hello? Ying Zhao, where are you? You actually brought Kong Yitang home, you are really sick! Why are you acting like this to her..."

"What is she like?"

Kong Yitang was holding her crutch. She had been limping for many years. At first she was using the most common crutch used by the old lady. Later, the Kong family dared not treat her badly, so they replaced it with a good one. Now this It is joked that it is tens of millions, but in fact it is not. It is a little more expensive than ordinary ones, and it is very comfortable to use.

She was pinching the object that had been warmed by her body temperature, and her face was normal to others, but Ying Zhao had never seen it covered with haze, she was smiling, the arc was not very obvious, and what she pulled out was overwhelming coolness Thin, with out-of-focus eyes, completely different from the well-behaved look before.

Qiao Hanyin could tell that it wasn't Ying Zhao's voice.

"you……"

She didn't expect that it would be Kong Yitang who answered the call. Her previous number seemed to be blocked by Ying Zhao. She also found an old card, but she forgot all her previous things. Almost all of them were handled by the other party. Thinking that the first call was not answered by the other party.

"Thank you."

Kong Yitang suddenly changed her tone, her originally cold tone seemed to be stained with honey, and became sticky.

"Thank you for not wanting her."

Her tone became more and more cheerful.

"I've been waiting for this day for so many years~"

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