When Chu Zhi took out her mobile phone from her coat pocket, it was already an hour later, she took a shower, and the clothes were scattered all over the floor, one by one, she picked up the underwear one by one, her ears were red. dripping blood.
He took out his mobile phone from his jacket. There were more than a dozen missed calls and a bunch of text messages and WeChat messages. A few were from Xue Niannan, and the rest were all from his first father.
Chuzhi: "..."
Chu Zhi was standing at the door of the bedroom holding a lace-edged underwear in her hand. Her face, which had been red for a second, was now inch by inch, and her blood had completely faded.
Chuzhi's face was pale, and she crouched beside the bed with trembling fingers, completely panicked.
Forgot to say hello to my first father.
No home at night.
Chu Zhi wailed, and Lu Jiaheng walked in with a glass of milk and looked down at her: "What's wrong?"
Chu Zhi raised her head and looked like she was about to cry: "Lu Jiaheng, I'm going to be beaten to death by my dad."
Lu Jiaheng paused.
Chu Zhi continued: "He called me 3,000 times, and I forgot to tell him when I didn't go home last night."
Lu Jiaheng pursed his lips and handed her the milk in his hand: "Take it."
Chu Zhi obediently took it over, watching him raise his arm to grab her phone and sit beside the bed.
Chu Zhi thought he was going to have a showdown with his dad, so he swallowed nervously, stood up and sat down beside him with a milk glass in his hand, watching him flip to Xue Niannan's phone number and call it.
Lu Jiaheng was calm and calm: "Chuzhi's family called."
"okay."
"sorry to bother you."
After a pause, he turned his head and glanced at her: "It's okay, she's awake."
Chuzhi: "..."
Lu Jiaheng hung up the phone.
The whole process didn't take five minutes, and Chu Zhi stared at him in a stunned manner as he handed her the phone: "Okay, your phone is off, you were with your roommate last night, and you'll go home in an hour."
Chu Zhi took the phone and blinked at him: "I thought—"
"Why?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I thought you were going to confess to my father," Chuzhi cleared her throat, "Hello uncle, I'm Chuzhi's boyfriend. Chuzhi was with me last night, so I didn't go home."
Lu Jiaheng smiled but not smiled: "I really think about it. My little girl is so drunk that she spends the night alone with her boyfriend. Your father may throw me directly from the seventeenth floor."
He leaned over, stretched out his index finger, and poked her forehead: "If you were my daughter, I would press and beat you."
Chu Zhi glared at him and withdrew her upper body: "Are you violent?"
As soon as she moved, the fabric of the white t-shirt on her body scraped against the wound on her left chest that was standing up, causing her face to wrinkle together in pain.
She raised her head and stared at him sadly and annoyed: "Lu Jiaheng, are you a dog?"
Kiss to bite, do anything to bite.
Lu Jiaheng licked his lips and smiled: "I am a wolf."
Chuzhi kicked her slippers and sat on the bed so angry that she lifted her foot and kicked him, and he grabbed her ankle tightly. She was grabbed by him and kicked her legs indiscriminately. She was afraid of spilling milk in her hand, so she didn't dare to move too much.
The upper body leaned back, and the clothes touched again.
The pain was sharp, and Chu Zhi's eyes were red.
Seeing this, Lu Jiaheng pursed her lips and let go of her: "It hurts?"
She stared at him with red eyes, pitiful expression, and wet eyes.
Lu Jiaheng leaned over on the bed with one hand, while the other hand grabbed her T-shirt and was about to lift it up.
His clothes are so big that she can wear them as skirts. When she stands up, it goes to her knees. At this time, she is sitting on the bed a little shorter, covering the upper middle of her thighs. Lace edge.
Chu Zhi was frightened and held his hand with a snap: "What are you doing! It's daytime now!"
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyes and frowned, "I'll take a look."
"… "
Chu Zhi blushed for a long time and scolded him, "You pervert!"
His hand was pressed tightly by her, pinching the cloth and pressing it against the base of his fair legs. It was obviously a cool finger, but it seemed to have a scorching temperature, and she dared not move when it was hot.
Lu Jiaheng withdrew his hand obediently, lowered his head, and coaxed her softly: "Then lift it up yourself and let me see, darling."
Such unspeakable words were calmly spoken by him and taken for granted.
Chu Zhi got rid of his control, and quickly retreated to the bedside with her heels on the sheets, and even wanted to throw half a glass of milk in his hands on his face.
He changed his clothes, wearing long sleeves and slacks, the cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, and the muscles of his forearms were smooth and firm.
On the other hand, she was still wearing his big T-shirt with a gap on her body.
Chuzhi climbed out of bed, put half a glass of unfinished milk in her hand on the bedside table, stepped on the carpet with her bare feet, rubbed her toes together, and whispered, "You go out first, I want to change. "
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows, leaned back lazily, put one hand behind his back to support the bed surface, and didn't seem to want to go out: "You changed, touched, and bitten, what else is good—"
"… "
Chu Zhi didn't wait for him to finish, she grabbed the pillow at the head of the bed and smashed him in the face: "Lu Jiaheng, are you a rogue! You bastard!!!"
When he was a child, Chuzhi went downstairs and, without any accident, was severely criticized by his father.
From childhood to adulthood, Chuzhi didn't even say a single heavy word, and this time it was the same. It was said to be criticism, but in fact it was silent—
In the quiet living room, Chu Zhi stood beside the coffee table with her head down, while Chu's father sat on the sofa and looked at her.
Eyes sad and sad.
After a long while, he sighed, sounding tired and old: "Forget it, my daughter has grown up and doesn't love her father anymore. She didn't tell her father when she went out to play with friends and stayed overnight."
Feeling guilty and guilty after doing bad things mixed together, Chu Zhi felt that she deserved death for her sins, and her conscience was condemned: "Dad, I was wrong, I will never do this again..."
The first father raised his eyes surreptitiously, still very sad: "It's my father's fault, you are too strict, you are about to graduate."
Chuzhi was about to cry: "Dad woo woo..."
Ms. Deng nibbled melon seeds like watching a play next to her: "Yeah, she's about to graduate, it's not good for this daughter to be too good, why didn't you fall in love during such a good time in college?"
Chu Zhi blinked, raised her head, looked at her parents carefully, and whispered, "Actually—"
The first father sneered: "What's there to talk about with the little brats in college? Look at the little boys now, all of them are like bamboo poles, and they can't help but feel weak. There is no masculinity at all! Come one and I will fight one!"
"… "
Chu Zhi shut up.
The next Monday, Chu Zhi didn't wait for Lu Jiaheng and went out early to go to the company by herself.
She went out earlier than usual. When she arrived, there was no one in the company. There was only one person standing in front of the elevator. Chu Zhi was halfway there and just opened the door.
She quickly trotted over, raised her hand to block the door, and reopened the half-closed elevator door.
Chuzhi looked up and faced the person inside.
It was the one she accidentally bumped into in the hallway the last time she was delivering documents.
Last time, he was behind Lu Jiaheng's little secretary.
Chu Zhi blinked, pulled her bag, counted the number of floors in the office, and stood next to her.
The red Arabic numerals of the elevator climbed up one by one, and Lu Jiaheng called.
Chu Zhi couldn't help laughing. She had the childish sense of accomplishment that a child's mischief succeeded. She picked it up and snorted.
The voice sounded brisk, and Lu Jiaheng paused: "Where are you?"
Chu Zhi smiled, and then withdrew her smile, and said solemnly: "I am in the company, a new week has a new start, and coming to work early is my attitude."
Lu Jiaheng said "oh": "I just waited for you at your door for a long time and you didn't come out, so I knocked on the door."
Chu Zhi was stagnant.
She opened her mouth, gulped her saliva, and asked anxiously, "Then are you still intact?"
Lu Jiaheng should have expected that she ran away first, people were already on the road, and there was a car whistle in the background.
He smiled incredulously: "In a moment, you can check for myself whether I am complete."
Chu Zhi's phone was not very loud, and the elevator was too quiet, so she couldn't help but think that his voice would be heard by others.
Chu Zhi raised her eyes subconsciously and glanced at the second person in the elevator.
The man was also looking down at her.
Chu Zhi was stunned for a moment.
Looking at each other for two seconds, Chu Zhi looked away.
She was a little unnatural, and for some unknown reason, she always felt that there was a little bit of inquiry in his eyes, and a little something that could not be described, which made people feel uncomfortable all over.
She casually said a few words to Lu Jiaheng, hung up the phone in a hurry, and glanced up at the number of floors the man pressed.
Also the top layer.
Chu Zhi was stunned.
The elevator door just opened.
Before she could think about it, she got out of the elevator and walked to the office.
Behind him came the sound of the soles of leather shoes stepping on the marble floor, stepping out of the elevator and stepping on the carpet, which became soft.
The man followed her out.
Chu Zhi could even feel that his eyes were still on her.
She took a deep breath, raised her head slightly, and walked to the office.
Before there were a few people in the office, the research supervisor was talking to the turtle, and Chu Zhi came in and said hello.
The research supervisor raised his eyes and saw the person behind her, his expression changed instantly, the documents in his hand were closed, and he called "Vice President Lu".
Chuzhi: "..."
Chuzhi: ? ?
How many high-level executives with the surname Lu does Jingheng have
She turned her head back, a little stunned.
The research supervisor stood behind her, holding a document in his hand, rolled it into a roll, and poked her back lightly.
Chu Zhi reacted and hurriedly said hello.
This seemingly forty-year-old, well-maintained Mr. Lu gave a light "um". I don't know where he poked his sensitive points. His face became a little uglier than before, and he didn't speak. Just look at her.
Chu Zhi lowered her eyes and pursed her lips uncomfortably.
She had just arrived, and before she could wear her work badge, the man frowned and suddenly said, "What's your name?"
Chu Zhi raised her eyes and said honestly, "Chu Zhi."
He squinted and looked a little inscrutable: "Have I seen you somewhere before?"
This is horrific.
The vice president of your company, a man in his 40s or 50s, told you a cliché in the company.
It's too exciting.
Chu Zhi looked around, the research supervisor had just been called away by the sales department, and there were only the two of them at the door of the office.
She swallowed her saliva, lowered her head, and whispered quietly, "Vice President, I have a boyfriend..."
Lu Hongsheng: "..."
The author has something to say:
Sister Zhi: Vice President, I have a boyfriend. Guaner is older than you.