Shi Zhou pulled her head down and whispered to her for a while. After Sang Tianen heard the whole story, his face turned purple with anger.
"I say, can you have some common sense? My father is a human being..." There were some words that Sang Tianen really couldn't say. She even wanted to kill someone, and her hand was shaking as she pointed at Shi Zhou.
It's so filthy, obscene, dirty, and foul... Sang Tianen threw all the derogatory words he could think of at Shi Zhou and Qian Xiaodou, two dead girls with brains full of garbage.
Seeing Sang Tianen's angry face, Shi Zhou knew that he and Qian Xiaodou had completely misunderstood each other, but the words had already been said and could not be taken back. He could only scratch his head in embarrassment.
Sang Tianen really didn't know what to say, so he waved his hand and returned to the office building.
Maybe it was because of staying up late for several days in a row or because of the influence of Shi Zhou's words, she suddenly thought that she and Yan Zheng had known each other for more than three months, but they had never even kissed each other.
Others have babies in three months, but I’m still struggling with how to make my boyfriend like me more. Am I being a little too slow?
At around ten o'clock on Saturday morning, Yan Zheng had just pushed his suitcase into the parking lot when he saw Sang Tianen standing in front of a royal blue convertible with a bouquet of bright red roses in his hand.
She wore light makeup and a ginger linen shirt paired with light blue jeans. Her outfit looked casual, but her good figure and delicate face made her stand out.
"Are you tired?" Sang Tianen handed the rose in his hand to Yan Zheng and hugged him with a smile.
Yan Zheng hugged her back, and suddenly smelled a faint scent of women's perfume on the tip of his nose. It was completely different from what he had smelled before. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Did you change your perfume?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? This is my first time wearing perfume." Sang Tianen smiled and blinked, his voice soft and gentle.
"What about the scent you had on you earlier?"
"That's toilet water. I used to use it as perfume. It's cheap, easy to use, and it can also prevent mosquito bites."
Yan Zheng pursed his lips, blinked his eyelids slightly, and whispered: "Then why don't you continue using it?"
"Don't you think this smells better?" Sang Tianen stretched out his wrist in front of Yan Zheng, "Smell it and see if it smells good."
Yan Zheng paused and put his nose close to Sang Tianen's fair wrist.
The trembling feeling of the skin touching each other made Sang Tianen want to withdraw her hand, but her reason told her that smell was also a way to deepen memory.
She looked at the man who looked unusually fair in the dim light, and a fragment from a novel suddenly flashed through her mind.
Jiang Hui lifted the man's delicate little chin. The man's eyes sparkled, and his expression was filled with grief and indignation. His angry look was so handsome that she couldn't help but kiss him with her lips.
Sang Tianen pinched Yan Zheng's chin as he was about to leave. Her usually beautiful eyes were now filled with a charming smile. She tilted her head slightly and smiled, "Does it smell good, Xiao Zheng?"
Yan Zheng was caught off guard by her sudden action. He stared at her in surprise, a pink blush slowly creeping up his cheeks: "What are you doing?" He quickly glanced around, fortunately there was no one around.
Sang Tianen didn't answer. After glancing at Yan Zheng's lips for two seconds, he hugged Yan Zheng, who was holding the flowers, and lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Have you missed me these days?"
Yan Zheng's mind was completely confused and he had no idea how to react.
Is there anyone who can tell him what happened and why his girlfriend became like this?
Help, his legs are weak...
"You, what's wrong with you?" He looked up at Sang Tianen and stuttered, "Why are you doing this?"
Sang Tianen frowned slightly, her eyes fixed on his moist and shiny lips, and the next second she lowered her head and kissed him. The moment she placed her lips on him, Yan Zheng's eyes widened and his whole body stiffened.
The kiss didn't last long, just a light touch, as if to soothe his anxiety. Sang Tianen reached out and brushed away the hair on his forehead, and whispered, "This is the answer."
Yan Zheng stared at the woman in front of him without blinking, his brain completely frozen.
Sang Tianen touched his head, his eyes as gentle as spring water: "Let's go, I'll take you to have lunch."
She put the suitcase in the trunk and turned around to see Yan Zheng still standing there in a daze, not moving. She couldn't help but smile as she walked over, took his hand and said, "How long do you want to wait for me?"
Yan Zheng was gently pushed into the passenger seat by her, and when he saw her lower her head and considerately fasten his seat belt, the doubts in his heart grew even stronger.
Neither of them spoke along the way. Sang Tianen was driving attentively, while Yan Zheng was looking at her with his lips tightly pursed.
If this woman is Sang Tianen, there are only two reasons why she became like this: one is that she was stimulated, and the other is that she was crazy.
If this woman is not Sang Tianen, this possibility is really impossible. They look exactly the same, even drive the same car, remember the promise she made to him when she was on a business trip, and have the same mobile phone number. The only possibility that can allow so many coincidences to come together is that this person is indeed Sang Tianen.
But all this was too unbelievable, it was almost magical. Yan Zheng now seemed to be suspended in mid-air, with colorful clouds floating beside him.
He once really hoped that his girlfriend could be more romantic and gentle, but when she really became gentle and affectionate, he felt uneasy and lost.
It’s too fake, really too fake. This was the only thought in Yan Zheng’s mind. It seemed fake because it was too perfect.
"Xiao En, have you encountered anything recently?" Yan Zheng asked tentatively.
"No." Sang Tianen replied with a slight smile, "Don't think too much, I just want to be nice to you. Didn't you always say I was too straight before? Are you satisfied with the way I am now?"
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