Both of their clothes were soaked, and with the night breeze, they felt a little cold. Only their breaths were warm at this moment, and they were too close, so their breaths intertwined.
The only warmth only added to the ambiguity. Zhou Yang couldn't help but let his eyes fall on her red lips. The beauty of the tip of their tongues entwined was something he could never forget.
The rumbling rain continued, he lowered his head, his thin lips searching for her lips.
Su Hao turned his head suddenly.
His thin lips fell on her cheek, and a fragrance came from the ends of her hair. Zhou Yang's veins popped up on the back of his hands, and his slender fingertips felt cold. He exerted force and closed his eyes.
Finally, he let go of Su Hao and whispered, "I'll take you back."
After saying that, he turned and walked into the rain, bent down to pick up the umbrella that was shaking in the wind, then came up, holding the umbrella, and looked at her.
Su Hao pulled the hair at the corner of her lips, and with her other hand grabbed her clothes and pulled them forward to prevent them from being too close to her body. Her eyes met the man's.
After a few seconds, she moved away.
In a very calm and gentle voice, he said, "I called a taxi."
Zhou Yang said nothing, holding the umbrella and squinting at her.
Su Hao took out his cell phone and took a look at it.
Because the distance was too short and it was raining, the order was cancelled.
Su Hao frowned.
"What? The order was canceled?" The man's voice was low and joking.
Su Hao raised his eyes.
Zhou Yang: "It's already like this, what are you afraid of? I can't have sex with you in the car."
"Or, you set 110, and if I take action, you will call the police?" His tone was sarcastic. Su Hao looked at him silently for a few seconds. The man was still standing in the rain. The umbrella was quite big, but he was soaked all over. He didn't have the high spirits of the past, but felt a little lonely.
The two men were in a stalemate for a few seconds.
Su Hao pursed her lips, walked forward and entered the umbrella.
Zhou Yang lowered his eyes to look at her, then turned around.
The two people were a little distance apart, but both were under the umbrella. They came to the side of the Porsche. It was raining heavily, so heavily that they could not see the road ahead. The sound of the rain was shaking their eardrums.
Zhou Yang opened the door of the back seat, and Su Hao bent down to get in. The car was originally air-conditioned, and goose bumps appeared all over her body. Su Hao touched her arm, and the door slammed shut. Then Zhou Yang walked around to the driver's seat, put away the umbrella, glanced at the rearview mirror, turned on the heater, and started the car.
There was a little music in the car, but the volume was low and the rain was too loud, so I could only hear it vaguely, intermittently mixed in with the sound of the rain.
The car was also very quiet, and neither of them said a word. The car soon arrived at Huahui Community.
At this time, the snack stalls all had their awnings open, and there were still many people eating snacks, and the atmosphere was full of fireworks. Su Hao reached out to pull the car door, but it didn't open. She frowned and shouted, "Zhou Yang."
"Hmm?" Zhou Yang replied softly in a low voice.
Su Hao: "Open the door."
The man laughed, put his hands on the steering wheel, turned around, and raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you try calling 110?"
Su Hao was silent.
She just looked at him quietly.
Very gentle.
Zhou Yang's smile faded a little, and the wantonness in his eyes also lightened. He also frowned, and after a few seconds, he reached out and threw the black umbrella into Su Hao's arms, then locked the car.
Su Haokan didn't even look at the black umbrella.
After pushing open the door, I walked into the rain, facing the rain, towards Huahui Community.
"Fuck!" Zhou Yang was stunned. The next second, the man grabbed the umbrella and got out of the car, chased after her, opened the umbrella, and shielded her from the rain. Su Hao quickened her pace. The man frowned, but couldn't help laughing.
Until you reach the door.
Su Hao walked into the corridor without looking back.
After returning home, Su Hao quickly took a shower, turned up the hot water, and after a comfortable shower, he put on long-sleeved pajamas, came out to blow dry his hair, went to the kitchen, boiled some ginger soup, and drank a big bowl of it. He felt his internal organs warmed up, and Su Hao's heart finally settled down.
She leaned against the kitchen wall for a while before washing the dishes and turning back to the living room.
The small bag was also soaked in water. This small bag was bought for her by Liao Yun when he went to Yunnan for a trip. The style is very simple, but it is said to be made of genuine leather.
I don’t know what’s going on inside now.
Su Hao unzipped her bag, still a little nervous. After all, the phone was bought not long ago, and there were lipsticks and some small things inside. After unzipping it.
It looks clean and refreshing inside.
Su Hao breathed a sigh of relief, took out his cell phone and wiped it with a tissue.
This little bag seems pretty good.
After sitting on the sofa for a while, Su Hao got up and went to sleep. When he lay down, he turned over to turn off a desk lamp, and his lips touched the pillow.
It felt a bit weird when I gently stroked it.
Su Hao frowned.
Snap—
The lights were turned off, leaving only a small wall lamp in the bedroom.
Su Hao turned over, lay on his side, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
She seldom dreams, but when she fell asleep this time, she saw bizarre scenes. She had no idea what she was dreaming about in the first half, but the second half became clearer.
One moment it shows Zhou Yang as a teenager, the next moment it shows his current appearance.
He was holding a thick rope and pulling her behind him. She stumbled along, watching one woman after another come and go around him without stopping.
midnight.
Su Hao woke up.
She got up and drank a glass of warm water.
This dream.
It's so true.
She laughed.
Zhou Yang doesn't seem like the kind of person who would settle down.
Watching the woman's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, her slender back clearly showed a sense of weakness, but she didn't even look back.
The black umbrella covered Zhou Yang's eyebrows. He raised his hand, hooked his collar with his fingertips, then turned and walked towards the car.
The man's tall stature, the expensive shirt and trousers he was wearing, his chin vaguely exposed, and the famous Porsche not far away.
Not only did he appear in this shabby neighborhood, but he was also soaked.
In just a few short minutes, it became the focus of everyone eating supper at the late-night stall.
They all sighed inwardly.
The lives of rich people are indeed more colorful.
The woman's eyes fell on Zhou Yang.
This is a good figure.
Obvious abdominal muscles.
Then the car door closed and everyone withdrew their gazes.
After getting in the car, Zhou Yang didn't rush to leave. He lit a cigarette and leaned over to smoke. When the cigarette was finished, he held the cigarette butt, took it down, looked back at the window on the third floor, then started the car and left the community.
Su Hao's stubbornness was the only obstacle he had encountered so far.
We walked all the way back to Yiwanshanshui, and happened to meet Xu Dian and Meng Ying who were coming back from the red carpet event. The rain was a little lighter, and there were two cars, with their doors slightly lowered.
Xu Dian tilted his glasses and raised his eyebrows: "Where are you going? Are you going to chase Su Hao?"
You hit the nail on the head.
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Guess."
"It's quite embarrassing. I didn't expect that you would end up like this." Xu Dian put one hand on the steering wheel, his eyes full of smiles as if he was enjoying a good show.
Zhou Yang propped up his chin and looked at him for a few seconds. The two men looked at each other with a bit of provocation, and there was no sound of war. Then, Zhou Yang slowly pressed the window.
The window went up, he stepped on the gas, and drove away.
After returning home, Zhou Yang went straight into the bathroom and took a hot bath. He wiped off the water droplets on his body, put on a bathrobe, and walked out of the bathroom.
I casually poured myself a glass of water, drank it, leaned against the head of the bed, picked up a book and started reading.
Read a few pages.
Zhou Yang's eyes fell on the word "lips", and her slightly struggling waist immediately appeared in his mind. She was so soft and warm, and he narrowed his eyes.
He closed the book slowly.
He picked up the phone on the bedside table and opened the chat box.
Zhou Yang: Are you asleep
As expected, the head didn't turn back. Zhou Yang lowered his eyes and looked for a while, then he opened the quilt and lay down. As soon as he fell asleep, it was as if he fell into that softness.
Unfortunately, he couldn't catch it no matter how hard he tried.
Even the gentle woman with loose black hair shouted at him: "If you come over here again, I will jump down."
Where to jump
Looking down, I saw a man standing in the depths. I couldn't see his face clearly, and he was holding a net in his hand.
In the second half of the night, Su Hao slept very well. Because she had a cold, she covered herself tightly with the quilt. When she woke up in the morning, her back was slightly sweaty. She got up to wash, made breakfast, and then went to work after breakfast.
It rained all night and finally stopped at around four in the morning. The ground was wet, and Su Hao wore a pair of shoes with a little heel, so the underground sidewalk was flooded. Su Hao had no choice but to take a taxi and rushed to the company. He ran into Mr. Zeng in the lobby and quickly greeted him: "Good morning, Mr. Zeng."
"Good morning, Su." Mr. Zeng smiled and pressed the elevator button. The two of them stood in front of the elevator waiting. Mr. Zeng looked at her several times. She was not wearing any makeup, but her skin was very white. It was indeed the kind that the more you looked at her, the more comfortable you felt.
The elevator door can print your image.
Su Hao endured for a few seconds, and when Mr. Zeng turned his head again, he also turned around and caught his gaze. Su Hao asked softly: "Mr. Zeng, did I do something wrong?"
Mr. Zeng was caught in the act, feeling a little embarrassed. He smiled and said gently, "Nothing, I just think that you have nice skin, Su Hao."
"Oh, does Mr. Zeng also take care of his skin?"
The elevator came and two people followed the crowd in.
Some people watched the CFO chatting with a new employee with their ears perked up.
Mr. Zeng coughed, thought for a moment, and to ease the embarrassment, he replied, "Yes, men also need to take care of their skin, otherwise they will age quickly."
In the elevator.
Many people tried to hold back their laughter when they heard this, but Mr. Zeng had to pretend to be calm.
Su Hao hesitated and said, "Then I'll share some methods with you next time?"
Mr. Zeng: “… ..Okay.”
It's really a difficult situation.
Fortunately, the elevator finally arrived. The two people got off the elevator one after the other. Mr. Zeng rubbed his eyebrows and thought that it was all Mr. Zhou's fault. He had never been so embarrassed in his life.
Entered the office.
Mr. Zeng opened the curtains, and the gloomy weather outside came in, but it also added a little more light to the office. Mr. Zeng returned to his desk, first checked his emails, then looked through the reports he needed to look at, and finally turned on the surveillance to see how Su Hao had worked overtime last night. The timeline was moving too fast.
Mr. Zeng’s fingers froze.
His eyes were fixed on the surveillance video in the lobby on the first floor.
The security of Feijie is very good. There are many surveillance cameras in the lobby and at the door, both near and far. They are all installed, and the images are clear. So Mr. Zeng watched as Mr. Zhou, who was always in high spirits, obviously kissed Su Hao on the steps, and then carried her to the glass at the door and held her.
The two of them then struggled for a long time, and Mr. Zhou even went into the rain to get an umbrella himself.
Mr. Zeng couldn't believe it. He enlarged the page again and again.
oh.
I saw Mr. Zhou’s face clearly and it was really him.
So, Mr. Zhou is taking this by force
That's too much.
At this moment, the cell phone at hand rang, and he picked it up, his eyes still looking at the surveillance camera.
In the scene where Zhou Yang sent Su Hao to the car, the man's broad back looked a little embarrassed, nervous, and a little depressed
"Hello, I'm..."
"Zeng Xiao." Zhou Yang's deep voice came, "Please send last quarter's financial statements to my email again."
Mr. Zeng was stunned, then he reacted and immediately turned off the surveillance camera, moved to the mailbox page, and looked at it for a few times: "Mr. Zhou, did you send all of them? I sent them last night."
"Resend." The man's voice was low and a little hoarse. Mr. Zeng immediately operated it. After a while, the page jumped and the email was sent successfully.
"Mr. Zhou, it has been sent. Please check it."
"Yes, I got it." Then, Zhou Yang said a few details, and Zeng replied. The two talked for a while and were about to hang up. At this time, Zeng hesitated, looking at the reduced surveillance screen, and wanted to say to Zhou that if the other person doesn't like you, don't force it, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his mind and said, "Zhou, there are many beautiful women in the world, why do you have to love one flower unrequitedly."
One second later.
The man on the other end hung up.
Mr. Zeng: “???”
Am I wrong
I was being tactful.