My brother became a playboy

Zhao Xing opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Director Zhao, who is well-versed in business, is unwilling to bring his style into my and his homes.

I dried my body, turned over the clean clothes, and put them on one by one. Zhao Xing hesitated for a few seconds before asking me: "It's late at night, where are you going?"

"Not going anywhere," I glanced at him, then looked past him in the direction of the bedroom, "I'll open a room alone."

"This bed is enough..." Zhao Xing suddenly stopped talking, his face flashed with hesitation, and I patiently waited for him for dozens of seconds, but unfortunately he didn't say what I wanted to hear.

I guess the boy on the bed is not for sale, maybe he followed Zhao Xing when he was still a child, and Zhao Xing also has a little liking for him, a little bit of affection, otherwise Zhao Xing would be reluctant to drive him away.

I fastened the last button of my jacket, and Zhao Xing stood beside me, his hesitant appearance made me want to laugh a little.

I patted his cheek with the back of my cold hand, and said, "Zhao Xing, you hesitated for a long time, but you still didn't choose me."

Zhao Xing lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that our conversation would be overheard, and he said, "Cui Minglang, it's you who fucking want to divorce me."

I cooperated with him and lowered my voice, I said: "But the marriage is not divorced yet, and someone is already sleeping in my bed."

Zhao Xing took a deep breath, as if he was trying to control his emotions. I touched his cheek, and he first leaned over, then realized something, and seemed to want to hide.

However, his movements were not as fast as mine. I slapped him solidly, and with a sound of "pa——", his head was deflected by me.

I smiled and said, "You have also realized that I am indeed going to beat you."

His hair just barely obscured his expression, and all I could see was the straining of his jaw.

"Zhao Xing," I touched his red cheek with my fingers, "Are you very angry, are you going to hit me?"

Zhao Xing raised his hand and held my wrist, he finally turned his head and looked at me with complicated eyes, he said: "You will give me the illusion that you still like me."

"That's not your illusion." He pinched me a little, but I didn't want to remind him, "I do have some old feelings for you, but it doesn't prevent me from wanting to divorce you."

"Since you are so determined to get a divorce, you have no right to control who I sleep with, and you have no right to tell me to throw my lover out." There was inexplicable anger in Zhao Xing's eyes, and there was even a hint of grievance for unknown reasons, " I've said it many times, I'm not your dog."

"You really aren't." I clenched my fingers and stretched them down hard, breaking free from his restraint. "Dogs are more loyal than you. They won't soil their master's bed just to mate with other dogs."

"Cui Minglang, you are a professor—"

"Why, do you think my speech is ugly?" I picked up the bath towel that I just put down, and wiped the back of my hand that touched Zhao Xing's cheek just now, "It just so happens that I also despise you, you are so dirty, you despise me, I I despise you too, that's fair."

Sweat dripped from Zhao Xing's forehead. I knew he was trying to suppress his anger. In fact, I wanted to say, what are you suppressing for?

Want to hit me?Then come and hit me.

Want to scold me?Then come and scold me.

It's time for us to tear up the first time with great vigor and vitality, so we don't need the appearance of hypocrisy and peace now, okay?

I looked at Zhao Xing expectantly, but Zhao Xing still held back all the words he wanted to blurt out, he said: "I don't like him, he is the son of my partner this time, at least before returning to China, I have to hold him .”

"You're doing well, Zhao Xingxing, you've already used beauty tricks to make money." I laughed out loud.

"I didn't know it was such a coincidence before I fucked him in bed." Zhao Xing's expression was struggling, as if he was in pain.

But I just like to expose him, I said: "Just now on the bed, he was hurt by me, you quietly shook his hand."

"I don't want him to struggle, it spoils your interest."

"I don't want to spoil my interest, or I'm afraid he will annoy me and I'll use him up?" I paused, lifted his chin with my fingertips, and stared into his eyes, "Of course, you can also Explain that you don't want me to get in trouble."

He didn't hide from my sight, but those clear eyes in the past now hide too many things, he said, "I can't help it, he looks too much like you."

"Too much like me when I was young." I touched the tip of his nose with my nose, we were so close, so ambiguous, yet so alienated, "Zhao Xingxing, you don't like me a long time ago."

Zhao Xingxing didn't refute this sentence, he didn't know if he was angry or acquiescing.

After a long time, he said, "You should see a psychiatrist in a few days."

"I'll watch it," I yawned, "Let's discuss it, you and your lover get out of this room, okay?"

"I thought it was just a notification."

"Smart, you know, I can easily do something to your cutie."

"His father is very powerful, you better not start conflicts, I can't protect you." Zhao Xing warned, then picked up the hair dryer and stuffed it into my arms, "Remember to blow your hair."

I watched him enter the bedroom, and there was a slight sound from the door, but I couldn't hear it clearly. After about seven or eight minutes, Zhao Xing hugged his lover wrapped in a quilt, nodded at me, and left directly this suite.

I didn't enter the room, so I called room service on the intercom, and the service staff dutifully cleaned the room and replaced me with a brand new bed.

I saw them off and was about to go back to sleep when I heard a knock on the door.

I didn't bother to open the door, so I said directly, "I'm going to sleep."

Zhao Xing's voice came from outside the door, he said: "I pulled down the wallet."

lie.

I slipped on my slippers and opened the door slowly. He stood outside the door, his eyes resting on the top of my hair.

He said, "You didn't blow your hair."

I asked him back, "Have you washed it?"

He looked away and said, "I'm here to apologize."

"You came here to find someone to do." I exposed his unsophisticated lie, "Zhao Xing, there are many problems that cannot be solved by going to bed."

"Feel sorry."

"If one day you want to marry someone else, I won't stop you," I walked towards the bedroom, and the sound of his closing door came from behind, "everyone is free."

"But I'm afraid you won't pay attention to me or see me again, right?" Zhao Xing put his arms around my waist from behind, and he rested on my shoulder like a big dog.

"Maybe, who knows."

Maybe I'm not as smart as I thought. I didn't predict that Zhao Xing would find a lover who was very similar to me, nor did I predict that Zhao Xing would really have some sincerity towards him.

Zhao Xing went back and forth tonight, partly because of our friendship for so many years, partly because he didn't want to leave me alone.

This is not a good reason.

In the past, Zhao Xing didn't need to think so much. There was only one thought in his mind - he wanted to be with me.

When a person needs hesitation and reasons to meet another person, it is a sign of weakening feelings.

I noticed Zhao Xing's fading feelings for me, but I couldn't do anything about it, and I couldn't stop it from dissipating.

This is what I deserve.

After all, Zhao Xing also noticed my fading feelings for him, he tried his best, but still couldn't bring back my affection.

We are like two actors, performing an affectionate two-person play, but we know very well that this play is coming to an end, the song is over, and maybe we can all have freedom.