“It’s not that I like her,” Cheng Yanzheng replied to Jiang Tian, ​​“I’m just envious. I envy that she can have the love of her parents and family and so many friends.”

Jiang Tian yawned, her voice growing softer and softer: "There's always a trade-off. Envy is useless. I never envy her..."

As she spoke, her voice lowered, as if she had fallen asleep.

Cheng Yanzheng stared at her sleeping face for a very long time.

When they returned, Cheng Yanzheng first put Jiang Tian on the sofa, covered her with a blanket, and then turned on the air conditioner.

Jiang Tian's room was locked. He didn't know the password, and Jiang Tian hadn't used her fingerprint to unlock it, so he couldn't open it.

Sending her into his room would be too offensive.

Fortunately, the sofa was comfortable enough, making it convenient for him to look after her from there.

Seeing that Jiang Tian had fallen into a deep sleep, Cheng Yanzheng sat back down at the dining table.

He took out a bottle of wine and drank a few glasses by himself.

Everyone says that getting drunk can solve all your troubles, but he knew he wouldn't get drunk at all; he would only become more and more sober the more he drank.

All the turmoil in his mind became increasingly blurred, but Jiang Tian became clearer and clearer before his eyes.

I envy Jiang Ying.

What kind of feelings does he have for Jiang Tian?

From initial superficial prejudice to sympathy for her overworking attitude, to being ostracized in the old house and going hiking together, and now to today, she strives to save face for him, confronts the people he dislikes, and helps him realize his feelings...

She did many things that her business partner shouldn't have done, all for him.

"I want to drink water."

Just as he was lost in thought, Jiang Tian's voice pulled him back to his senses.

Cheng Yanzheng subconsciously stood up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian drank all the water in the cup in one go.

Would you like some more?

Cheng Yanzheng asked her.

Jiang Tian shook her head, rubbing her forehead: "Is this wine strong? I wasn't this dizzy back then."

"yes."

They were drinking strong liquor, which had a powerful aftereffect.

Jiang Tian's eyes were veiled with tears. After taking off her coat, she was only wearing a base layer, which revealed her alluring figure.

"Why do you seem even more handsome when you're drunk?"

When drunk, Jiang Tian was much more unrestrained than usual. Even though her hands were almost empty, she still kept leaning towards Cheng Yanzheng.

Cheng Yanzheng let her scratch his face with her hands.

At this moment, he also took off his coat, revealing broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and well-defined muscles beneath the fabric, giving him a very masculine and imposing figure.

Jiang Tian clearly saw the strong facial features.

"Be my model from now on—"

Jiang Tian finished speaking in a daze and smiled at him.

The two of them were so close.

"Jiang Tian." Cheng Yanzheng looked into her eyes and called her name.

Jiang Tian seemed to sense something. Both of them had been drinking, and neither dared to say anything, their rationality remaining at its peak.

"Mmm." Jiang Tian's fingertips pressed against Cheng Yanzheng's firm chest.

Her eyes were like a cat's; she clearly wanted to do something bad, but pretended to be innocent.

Cheng Yanzheng's gaze grew increasingly intense.

He stared at her intently for a few seconds, then, as if he could no longer restrain himself, he suddenly moved closer to her and kissed her lips fiercely!