Without saying a word, Zhiyun's first reaction was to quickly pick up all the boxes on the bed, put them in a bag, and put them in the drawer.
It seems that putting it in the drawer won’t work either, he will take it out and put it away as if it wasn’t there.
So Zhiyun put the bag into her suitcase.
The suitcase has a security code, but Han Qingrang doesn't know the security code for her suitcase.
After doing all this, she stood up, turned around and said to him, her voice still a little light: "Han Qingrang, I take back what I said about asking you to go out and buy things. Now that I have bought the things, it is better for me to keep them. And then, I suddenly feel that being a vegetarian is quite good. Eating too much meat is harmful to the body and can easily cause indigestion."
"Baby..." Han Qingrang's hand passed under Zhiyun's arm, hugged her waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder: "I'm not a vegetarian."
"Han Qing asked you to be more serious, you are so childish."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhiyun was thrown onto the bed by him.
The bed tumbled heavily, and Zhiyun's body sank into the bed. The moment she fell, she felt her internal organs move with it.
I don’t know where the red rope in my hand went, I’m afraid it fell to the ground.
Forget it, she couldn’t think of the red string at this moment.
He was kneeling on one knee with one leg stretched out, his arms trapped between the sides of her head.
Because he had taken off his coat and was only wearing a shirt, Zhiyun saw the light red marks and scratches on his chest...
His eyes were no longer the same innocent and aggrieved look they had just now. He was a completely different person now. His narrow gaze painted her face, and Zhiyun was mesmerized by his eyes, then his tall, mountain-like nose, and his thin, crimson lips...
His Adam's apple rose and fell noticeably, and his long, distinct fingers slowly...
Zhiyun widened her eyes.
Her hand rested on his chest, but his hand had already gone ahead and covered her mouth, covering it with his.
Zhiyun: “…”
?????
"Baby."
He called her baby with tenderness and infatuation. Zhiyun was actually not used to this name yet. He hadn't called her Zhiwei for a long time.
If he regained his memory, he would definitely call her Zhizhi, over and over again, and she would never get tired of hearing it.
As I felt a mixture of emotions, his hand, like a magic trick, slowly pulled out a package from his pocket...
Zhiyun: “…”
Sure enough, she knew it!
"Baby, I want to..."
“…”
"Baby……"
Zhiyun reached out to grab it, but he held both of her hands with one hand, above her head.
The rustling sound is the sound of the box being opened, so fast.
Zhiyun looked out the window and sighed in her heart, it’s so early...
It's not even dark yet...
………………
Zhiyun wanted to escape again.
She knew she was being foolish and that nothing good would happen if she continued like this.
She not only prepared a will, but also chose a cemetery for herself. Her life was rapidly counting down.
Knowing that she couldn't refuse Han Qingrang's approach, she felt powerless.
Zhiyun called the boss's wife several times, but the call never went through, so she had to call her at intervals.
That day, when she was about to go out with Han Qingrang, the boss's wife actually called her back.
"I'm going to answer a phone call."
Zhiyun took her phone into the bathroom, closed the door, locked it, and turned on the faucet. The sound of running water could be heard.
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