Days dominated by wife-watching demons

"Grass……?"

Ge Han didn't wear a single thread, lying on his back on the empty bed, thinking about life.

If the situation last night made her want to hammer the bed in embarrassment, the cruel reality after waking up made her unable to even do this reaction.

She tugged at her hand, the red and swollen place on her wrist was aching from the belt, which made her immediately give up this self-harming behavior.

I would like to ask: How can I save myself when I am naked in an empty room and my freedom of life is restricted?

"Dingling..." Someone was ringing the doorbell.

Ge Han moved his sore neck and gave up the idea of ​​calling for help.

But soon the cell phone next to her rang. Fortunately, God didn't close her last window, at least the cell phone was still close to her position. She moved over with great effort and opened the answer button with her chin.

"Open the door."

After figuring out who the voice was, Ge Han roared, "Isn't this your home!"

"I didn't bring the key." Zhou Liang said calmly.

"Then do you think it's possible for me, a person whose hands are tied to the head of the bed with a belt, to come down and drive you?"

"..." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Zhou Liang's hesitant voice sounded again, "I'm sorry, I forgot to help you untie it."

"You fucking shouldn't have tied me up!"

Ten minutes later, Zhou Liang borrowed a spare key from the landlord. The moment he opened the door, Ge Han stretched out a carp, hooked the quilt with his feet and threw it on himself, covering most of the spring light.

Zhou Liang held a few plastic bags in his hand, and the aroma of food came out from inside, "Do you want breakfast?"

"You have fucking amnesia?" Ge Han twisted his body, shaking the bed, "Untie it for your aunt!"

Zhou Liang put the key away, walked to her side unhurriedly, stared at Ge Han who was furious and smiled, and pressed his hands to her ears, "Last night, I was happy to call my sister one by one, so I changed roles so quickly? Ge Han Second Miss can really play."

"you!"

Zhou Liang moved his eyes away, reached out to help her untie the belt, his gaze fell on the red mark on her wrist for a few moments, and he opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry."

Ge Han rubbed his hands and wrapped the quilt around his body, "Apologizing with your mouth is useless."

Nesting in the toilet and washing up casually, Ge Han sat at the dining table with his legs crossed, biting into the deep-fried dough sticks bought by Zhou Liang, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

"Take this." Zhou Liang ate it before she did, took out an ointment from his pocket and put it on the table, "Apply on the wrist."

Ge Han turned his eyes away from his red and swollen wrist, and thought of the crazy behavior of this gentleman-looking man in front of him last night.

The watery eyes were full of drowning tenderness, and every tone of the whisper in her ear touched her heartstrings.

Live well and look good. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the other party is Zhou Liang, Ge Han might take the initiative to suggest a try in dating.

The character is too bad, Ge Han complained secretly.

Not for nothing, Ge Han grabbed the ointment and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, his eyes touched Zhou Liang's right hand, "...Then how did you do that with your wrist?"

It was quite difficult for Ge Han to pretend not to see the hideous scars on Zhou Liang's right wrist.

Zhou Liang raised his head to look at her, this time with a bit of aggression, Ge Han immediately changed the topic.

"I mean, your tattoo is so neat and cool. I want to get one too."

"I made it myself." Zhou Liang buried his head down again.

Ge Han tapped the bowl wall with a spoon, "Gaiming stab it for me too."

Zhou Liang raised his eyelids to look at her again, with a bit of disgust, "You can't stand it."

She didn't dare to bring the person who howled out of nine twists and eighteen bends at the slightest pain last night, for fear of scaring other customers.

"There is a first time for everything. If you don't try it, how will you know?" This is a pun. After all, Ge Han used to be the one who made a move on the bed. She changed her position yesterday. normal.

"It's up to you." Zhou Liang knew Miss Ge Er's temper, and the more he refused to let her do things, the more he had to do, otherwise he couldn't make Chairman Ge's blood pressure high once a month.

Zhou Liang didn't stay long after eating, picked up his coat and went out.

"The key is on the shoe cabinet. Please lock it when you leave, and then put the key on the door frame for me. Thank you."

When Zhou Liang went out, he was very straightforward. He thought that his relationship with Miss Ge Er would be over, but when he came back at night, she was stunned.

The unnutritious variety show she hated the most was playing on the TV, and the packaging bags of snacks, large and small, were half opened on the table, and the perpetrator had no self-knowledge at all, and when he saw the owner came back, he waved at her innocently, "Why don't you Come back so late."

"..." Zhou Liang unloaded his things and came over, stood in front of Ge Han, turned off the TV switch, and blocked the host's contrived voice, "Miss Ge, I don't expect you to thank me for taking you in, but At least I hope you can leave consciously after regaining consciousness, and don’t continue to stay in my room and disturb my life.”

"Did I disturb you? I'm sorry." Ge Han raised his head and passed the potato chips in his hand, "I want to stay at your house for two days, and I will pay the rent."

"You, a person who owns a large group of 'citizens' in the high-end neighborhood next door, don't need to be wronged by me."

Zhou Yuan told her about this later. As a fighter in the second generation of the rich, Ge Han collected real estate certificates that could fill half a closet, so those drunken words last night were really not a joke.

If the tenants are considered "citizens", it is not an exaggeration for Ge Han to call himself "Zhen".

"I think your house has a nice atmosphere, so don't feel wronged." Ge Han took out his mobile phone, "You should be too lazy to cook when you come back so late, order takeaway, what do you like to eat?"

"...don't eat." Zhou Liang just wanted to sleep. Last night, she spent half the night with this young lady and had to get up early to work. It was a waste of her energy.

"Oh, then go to sleep." Ge Han put on a look of indifference, "However, can you smile more, keep a straight face like my sister all day long, and your facial nerves are locked?"

"She can't laugh, I don't like it." Zhou Liang said in a steady voice, "And if it's you, from my standpoint, can you still laugh now?"

"Laugh, why can't I laugh." Ge Han climbed onto the back of the sofa and looked at her with his head on his hands, "Having an affair with such a beautiful girl, I can wake up laughing from my dreams."

"...It's good to have confidence."

"I'm telling the truth." Ge Han replied shamelessly, and then began to say even more shameless words, "Why don't you consider letting me be your No.80 seventh girlfriend?"

Zhou Liang's hand was on the button of his shirt just halfway through, when he stopped.

"You and I are not the same kind of people."

"Why is it different? The rumors in the market are all like that. Don't tell me you are still a chick." Looking at the "craftsmanship", Ge Han curled his lips.

"I don't talk about girlfriends." Zhou Liang glanced at her, and said in a lazily tired voice, "I'll go to bed after taking a shower, if you insist on staying, please be quiet."

"That's true..." Ge Han shrank back and sat down.

After all, every time she is sincerely interested in someone, and then gets dumped vigorously - few people can stand her temper and willfulness, so she is really not at the same level as Zhou Liang, who has always held the initiative.

The sound of water soon came from the bathroom. Ge Han's memory was inexplicably connected with the scene of last night. He changed several channels while holding the remote control in his hand, but his heart was still very dry.

Did she get infected by Ji Yuan's face control attribute? Zhou Liang just had a better face, better hands, and a more well-proportioned body. As for himself, he kept this person in his head all day long.

Ge Han patted his head to make it clearer, you are the one who just failed to confess your confession last night, now is not the time to post Q.

"Ge Han." A voice suddenly came from the bathroom, "Help me get a new shower gel, it's used up."

Ge Han slowly followed Zhou Liang's instructions to find the shower gel, then walked to the door, stretched out his hand and knocked, "I didn't mean you, you left things all day long, what would you do if I wasn't here?"

"If you're not here, I can just come out and get it." The door opened, and a wet arm stretched out, "Give it to me."

Ge Han stared intently at the white and thin arm, and his mind was filled with the image of its muscles tense and moving. His breathing was suddenly a little short, and the air he inhaled was at an abnormally high temperature when he exhaled it.

"Ge Han?"

"exist."

Hiding the shower gel behind his back, Ge Han put his hand on Zhou Liang's palm, "Ge Han is here."

The unlocked bathroom door opened with a slight push, and Ge Han was only wearing Zhou Liang's white shirt loosely - she only found this in this man's closet.

Hugging each other's necks and offering a kiss, the two of them squeezed together under the shower. The warm water quickly dyed the white shirt on Ge Han's body transparent. Zhou Liang who doesn't know why.

"I thought about it, I can't do No.80's seventh job, but I can do the first one." He took her hand and put it on the first button of the shirt, "Talk to Miss Ge Er that the partner thief is guaranteed, and the leg is broken. No cheating."

Zhou Liang stared at her silently: I think your leg must have been broken.