At 8 p.m. Beijing time, in the company elevator, no matter the time and place, it should not be where Lu Jiaheng appeared.
However, the man was holding his arm steadily at this time, his breath was familiar, and his voice was lingering in his ears, and the familiarity made people almost weep.
Chu Zhi still pinched one hand tightly in his arm, opened her eyes wide to look at the metal door of the elevator, and her two short legs were quiet, panting lowly: "Lu Jiaheng?"
The man smiled softly: "The little girl is so fierce now?"
She was finally sure it was him.
Chu Zhi red eyes, the tense nerves and body relaxed little by little, and let him hug him softly.
She was scared to death just now, her heartbeat is still not normal, her scalp is numb, and she has even made up countless pictures in her brain.
For example, the one she met was a perverted murderer, maybe a serial killer, and finally a few days later, the police found her by a river.
Chu Zhi lowered her head, and acted as honestly as a doll, thinking about it, the tears in the circles of her eyes burst out.
Papa pata, hitting the man's arm around her.
Chu Zhi grinned and started to cry with a wow. The voice was not loud, but it sounded extremely sad and aggrieved.
Lu Jiaheng was stunned for a moment. She hung up the phone in her hand and put it in her pocket. She put the person on the ground, turned around, clasped her waist with both hands and lifted the person up, like a cat stuck in it.
The little girl choked and cried, her eyes were red, her brows were wrinkled, her mouth was pitifully shriveled, her voice was sticky, and she scolded him with a crying voice: "Woo, Lu Jiaheng, you bastard..."
"You scare me as soon as you come back..."
"Scared me, scared me..."
"I thought I was going to die woo woo woo..."
Lu Jiaheng was a little dumbfounded, holding her little butt and holding him upright in his arms, patted her back lightly: "nonsense."
Chuzhi raised her hand, wrapped her small arms around him, rested her chin on his shoulders, sniffled her nose and wiped tears from him, and choked, "I thought I had met a pervert."
Before Lu Jiaheng could speak, she paused and continued crying while continuing: "Actually, I just met a pervert, woo woo..."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
She was crying sadly while lying on top of him. At the beginning, she was really crying. Afterwards, she cried and arched into his arms. The voice must be realistic, and the tears were long gone.
Lu Jiaheng held her upright like a child connivingly, raised his hand and pressed the elevator, went down to the underground parking lot, and the elevator door opened with a ding dong.
Chu Zhi was still humming grievances over there.
Lu Jiaheng got out of the elevator and walked out, and heard that she was fake crying, and lowered her eyes: "I'll touch it if I cry again."
"… "
Chu Zhi was silent for a moment.
She leaned on his shoulder slumped, her arms drooped down softly, snorted sticky, and whispered to herself and scolded him—
"Is Lu Jiaheng a pervert?"
"Yes."
"Is Lu Jiaheng a bastard?"
"Just a bastard."
"… "
Lu Jiaheng laughed softly: "So dissatisfied with me?"
"Who made you so scary."
He took out the car keys, opened the car door, and put the person on the ground.
Chu Zhi automatically and consciously climbed into the co-pilot, closed the door, and buckled her seat belt.
Lu Jiaheng got in the car.
With a bang, the car door closed. Lu Jiaheng grabbed her bag and threw it behind her. He leaned over and dragged her chin with one hand.
Just before Chu Zhi had time to blink, her cool, soft lips pressed against her.
The lips and teeth met, and the man's breath spread.
His hand holding her head rubbed back, gently kneading her chubby earlobe, rubbing his fingertips on the delicate skin behind her ears.
Chu Zhi was still annoyed, and gave him a symbolic push twice. The man grabbed his wrist with one hand, led him forward, and put it on his shoulder.
It looked as if Chu Zhi was around him.
She raised her head slightly, feeling the tip of the man's tongue intruding, arrogantly and eagerly grabbing all the air in her mouth, pulling the tip of her tongue out.
Chu Zhi's tongue was numb, with a slight pain, she shrank back and opened her eyes.
At the same time, Lu Jiaheng also opened his eyes.
The dark, raised eyes seem to be able to suck people in. The big hand has slipped to the chest at some point, and the heat of the palm penetrates through the slightly thick clothes and coats, neither light nor heavy.
Chu Zhi's eyes widened, her body tensed, and with a vague "woo" sound, she shrank back, trying to grab his wrist.
Lu Jiaheng lightly bit the tip of her tongue and withdrew.
Lu Jiaheng tilted her head, leaned against her neck, and let out two low noises, as if panting and laughing: "My early days have grown up again."
His hand still landed on her chest, not strong, but overwhelming.
The voice fell, and the five fingers moved slightly, pinching neither light nor heavy, not knowing what he was referring to.
With a bang, Chu Zhi's mind exploded into fireworks, she couldn't retreat, her back was against the door, her face was flushed red, the corners of her eyes were red, and her lips were a little swollen when he kissed her.
His little face was wrinkled, and he looked like he was about to cry again. He looked very wronged by being bullied. Bai Nen's little hand grabbed his wrist that fell on his chest and pushed him: "Take your hand away!"
Lu Jiaheng looked down at her.
Chuzhi bit her lip pitifully, twisted uncomfortably, her ears flushed with shame.
He sighed lowly: "Why do you always feel that you are too young."
"Obviously I was just saying that I've grown up again." Chu Zhi subconsciously retorted.
As soon as the voice fell, she reacted.
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile, "Don't be too big, it'll be fine."
Chu Zhi was so angry that she almost frowned, and pushed him away fiercely: "You are so annoying!"
He straightened up and leaned back on the back of the driver's seat, still laughing, and said lazily, "I don't mind if it's bigger."
Chu Zhi covered her face tightly with her hands, only her red ears were exposed: "Shut up!"
No one told anyone about Lu Jiaheng's return to China several months early.
Only Cheng Yi knew, because he had to go to his house in advance to clean up.
When Lu Jiaheng entered the door, Cheng Yizheng had a fucked expression on his face, and was standing in the middle of the living room with a feather duster in his hand, playing with his mobile phone.
Hearing the door opening, Cheng Yi looked up and saw Lu Jiaheng with a dusty face.
He dragged a box in his hand, took off his shoes, and sank into the sofa.
Cheng Yi burst into a rude sentence, and someone walked over: "Where the fuck did you get off the plane? Do you know how long I have been waiting for you?"
Lu Jiaheng was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, but he couldn't sleep at all because of the jet lag. He raised his eyelids lazily and glanced at him: "You can't call?"
Cheng Yi was furious, and the feather duster in his hand flew towards him and growled, "Are you fucking picking it up!?!"
Lu Jiaheng raised his hand to block, and the feather duster, who accompanied Cheng Yi all afternoon, came to the end of his life and fell to the ground with a clatter.
He rubbed his eyebrows and yawned: "I'm going to the company."
Cheng Yi really didn't expect it, and was a little surprised: "You went to the company, what's the matter, you fought like this as soon as you came back?"
"Well, pick up my wife from get off work."
"… "
Cheng Yi rolled his eyes.
He sat down on the coffee table and looked at him up and down with amazing eyes. After a long while, he sighed softly, "A-Heng, are you a jerk?"
Lu Jiaheng leaned on the sofa and didn't speak.
Cheng Yi said, "I didn't fucking expect that you could be in a relationship for so long. In fact, when you first went abroad, I made a bet with Lin Boyang about how long it would take you to break up. At that time, Lin Yu was shocked. And let me be a person."
Lu Jiaheng closed her eyes and snorted: "Then she finally said something human."
Cheng Yi was silent for a while before continuing: "The other day when we went out to play, Lin Yu was so shocked that he was sitting on the side of the road crying alone."
Lu Jiaheng opened his eyes.
With his elbows on his legs, he leaned forward and looked at him curiously: "I don't know what happened to her all these years, but what does it feel like to like you like this?"
Lu Jiaheng glanced at him: "That's the feeling you see."
Laugh because of this person, cry because of this person.
As long as she says a word, he can do anything.
She wanted him to die, and he smiled and handed her the knife.
It took several hours for Chu Zhi to accept the fact that Lu Jiaheng had returned.
When she came home in the evening, she took a bath and lay on the bed, thinking that he was back in a house separated by a ceiling and a floor, and it was still a little strange.
She rolled over and grabbed the phone, thought for a while, sat up and leaned against the bedside, touched the earphones from the bedside table, and sent Lu Jiaheng a video.
The man over there picked up quickly, and he had already taken a bath and lay on the bed, his pajamas were loosely dressed, exposing his collarbone and a piece of his chest.
When he picked it up, Chu Zhi suddenly didn't know what to say.
Behind him is light-toned wallpaper, dark gray pillows, and the edge of the screen shows the bedside table and lamp, all his home.
The two just stared at each other for a while in the video, and Chu Zhi didn't speak.
Lu Jiaheng turned his head to look at her and smiled: "Miss me?"
Chu Zhi blinked: "Lu Jiaheng, how is Xiaojuhua and his male god?"
"… "
Lu Jiaheng said softly, "Chuzhi, I'm hanging up."
The little girl let out an "Oops", turned over and lay on the bed, put the phone on the head of the bed, and stood with her elbows on the bed and her face in her small hands: "Aren't you going to leave when you come back this time?"
The little girl lay down like this, the collar of her pajamas drooped down, and there was no underwear inside, and the two clumps hanging down were looming from above.
Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes, his eyes darkened, he paused for a few seconds, and then said "um".
"Have you found a job yet?"
"found it."
"Then when do you start working?"
"Next week, I'm going to have a jet lag."
Chu Zhi kicked her legs and patted the bed with the back of her feet, and the softness of her neckline drooped along with her movements. "Then you—"
"In the beginning," Lu Jiaheng closed her eyes and interrupted her.
He looked down at the person in the video, licked his lower lip, and whispered, "Are you going to make a late-night passionate video with me?"
Chuzhi: "..."
Chu Zhi was stunned, stunned by his shameless words, and seemed to have been pushed open the door to a new world. How about a passionate video?" She raised her hand, clenched the collar of her pajamas, and said nervously with a blushing face, "Do I need to… take it off?"
"… "
Lu Jiaheng's head hurts: "Don't, stop messing with me."
Chuzhi grabbed the pillow and hugged: "You still want me to fuck you."
Lu Jiaheng: "?"
Chuzhi: "Just dream."
Lu Jiaheng: "??"
Lu Jiaheng couldn't fall asleep due to jet lag, Chu Zhi was reluctant to sleep, and finally fell asleep after chatting, the video didn't hang, and he stood leaning beside him.
Half of the girl's small face was buried in the pillow, her long hair was scattered, her mouth was pressed crookedly, and her long eyelashes were covered, and she slept on all sides, fragrant and sweet.
In the silence, she seemed to be able to hear her steady and even breathing.
Lu Jiaheng wanted to dig a hole to go directly downstairs, and went down to help her take off the headphones and cover the quilt.
Early the next morning, Chu Zhi woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she saw an enlarged profile face of the man on the phone screen.
The video didn't hang up all night, and the phone's battery was only 6%. Lu Jiaheng's side was dark, and he should have just fallen asleep. He lay quietly on the pillow and fell asleep calmly.
Chu Zhi rubbed her eyes and admired her boyfriend's handsome face for a while, then got up and hung up the video, and got out of bed.
As a result, when she was ready to go out and go to the door, when Chu Zhi opened the door, she saw the man leaning against the elevator, standing with his head lowered.
Hearing the door opening, Lu Jiaheng raised his eyes.
He put on a shirt and casually put on a coat, hunched over beside the elevator, his eyes were reddish from sleep, and he squinted lightly.
Chuzhi closed the door, walked over, stepped on the marble floor with her heels, and said, "Why did you get up?"
Lu Jiaheng casually scratched his sleepy hair, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Send you to work."
Chu Zhi almost wanted to hit him, so she raised her hand against his back and pushed him towards the stairs, urging him to go upstairs: "Go back to sleep quickly, I can go to work myself, and then send me off when your jet lag is reversed."
Lu Jiaheng was softly pushed forward by her a few steps, suddenly turned around, lowered his eyes, and looked straight at her.
Chu Zhi was a little hairy from his eyes: "what are you doing..."
He raised his hand, and his cool fingertips gently rubbed along the lip line of her lower lip, landing on the corner of her lips: "You have applied lipstick."
"I just need to apply a little bit at work..." Chu Zhi pursed her lips uncomfortably, looking a little frustrated, "Isn't it good-looking?"
Lu Jiaheng pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "It's beautiful."
As he spoke, his fingers slipped from the corners of her lips, he pinched the pointed little chin and raised it slightly, leaning over and bowing his head.
Seeing that she was about to kiss him in the next second, Chu Zhi opened her eyes wide, raised her hand quickly in response, slapped him on the face with a slap, and pushed it away against his face.
The kiss was rejected, and Lu Jiaheng tilted his head slightly: "Can't kiss?"
Chuzhi shook his head: "The lipstick will be eaten."
He licked his lips: "Eat it and then make up."
"That doesn't work either, Lin Tong bought this lipstick for me, you can't kiss it," Chu Zhi raised her head and looked at him seriously, "Whoever bought it will kiss it."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."