Jiang Ye met Chuzheng at night.
She came in through the door with a tray in her hand.
Jiang Ye's situation was much better at this time, and he was leaning against the head of the bed and looking out the window.
Chuzheng came in and he turned around.
The corners of Jiang Ye's lips rose: "Miss Sheng, I'm sorry, it's better to meet you if you're famous. You and I know very differently."
"Well." She is not Sheng Chuzheng, of course it is different.
Jiang Ye raised his upper jaw slightly with the tip of his tongue, and chuckled softly: "Miss Sheng, thank you for saving me."
The boy's complexion was still a little pale, but when he laughed, it was as beautiful as a hundred flowers in full bloom.
Fading the sharpness of the night, the young man looked extremely harmless at this time.
Chuzheng put the tray aside: "You're welcome, just think I'm a good person." It's so troublesome to be a good person! I want to do it!
"Good guy?"
Jiang Ye suddenly thought of the stubble that she had badly poked at her wound before.
Is she seriously kidding herself
Jiang Ye tilted his head and said with a smile, "Miss Sheng's hobby is very special."
"It's not bad."
Jiang Ye: "…"
this little girl...
Jiang Ye then carefully looked at the person in front of him.
The little girl had a white T-shirt, a black knee-length pleated skirt, and a light blue coat over it. Her long hair was casually scattered behind her head, and her drooping hair was pinned behind her ears, revealing a plain face. .
Although she is plain, she looks a little better than those with makeup on.
White and delicate skin, like suet white jade.
A pair of black eyes, clear and cold, like snow and ice in the mountains, makes people feel cold at a glance.
Jiang Ye retracted his gaze, looked at the portrait in the room, and changed the subject faintly: "If there is no problem with my news, Sheng Ting will set up his own door and trample the Sheng family under his feet. Why do you still keep his portrait here?"
Chu Zheng followed his line of sight.
"This is his room." Chuzheng replied calmly, "I didn't have time to get it."
Shengting's room…
What is her purpose to get herself into this room
Jiang Ye was in a complicated mood.
Jiang Ye restrained the complexity and asked inexplicably, "Don't you hate him?"
Chu Zheng asked back, "Why do you hate him?"
"He treats the Sheng family like this." Jiang Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a dark color flashed in his eyes: "Why don't you hate him?"
"none of my business."
Jiang Ye raised his eyelids, his deep and beautiful eyes stared straight at Chuzheng.
The little girl stood by the bed with an expressionless face, staring at him, but he felt that she was not looking at him at all.
She just put her eyes on him politely, indicating that she was talking to him very seriously.
Jiang Ye felt more and more strange.
How can it not matter
Sheng family!
her family.
Her father's whereabouts are now unknown, and Sheng Ting has set up his own business, taking away so many people and business from the Sheng family.
A normal person would hate it, right
Chuzheng handed him the porridge in the tray: "Eat."
It's not like letting him eat.
More like making him drink poison.
Jiang Ye shook his head cautiously and politely refused: "Miss Sheng, I'm not hungry."
Chuzheng didn't force it, and let it go back.
"Why did you bring me back? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?" Jiang Ye asked curiously.
"You think I think." Chuzheng blurted out, every word seemed to be quenched with ice and pierced.
Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows: "Is there anyone else forcing you?"
The bastard that dog thing!
Chuzheng suddenly stepped forward, the distance between the two shortened, facing each other, Jiang Ye could even feel Chuzheng's breathing.
There was a faint cold fragrance on her body, lingering on the tip of her nose, refreshing her heart.
Jiang Ye's body froze slightly, his expression was fixed on his face, and the girl's beautiful eyebrows were reflected in the bottom of his eyes.
My heart is racing, I don't know why I'm nervous...
Jiang Ye suppressed the weirdness and slowly raised a smile: "Miss Sheng, although you saved me, I have no intention of committing myself."
She brought herself here, although the purpose is unclear, it can be regarded as saving him reluctantly.
Promise yourself
Who wants you to promise.
Chu Zheng's eyebrows were cold: "How do you think I'm a good person?"
Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said, "First of all, please stay away from me, Miss Sheng."
Chuzheng stared at him for a few seconds, then got up, holding her chest and standing a little further.
Who cares to be so close to you!
Farther away.
Chu Zheng thought of this and took two steps back.
Without the cold fragrance, Jiang Ye's palms slowly stretched out, and his heartbeat gradually recovered.
He didn't even know what he was nervous about.
"Why does Miss Sheng want me to think you are a good person?"
"You can answer my question. Why do you ask so many questions?" Chuzheng was too lazy to explain, and the most important thing was that he couldn't explain it, so he returned fiercely.
Jiang Ye: "…"
Do good people exist in their world
Jiang Ye thought it was a little funny.
I don't know what the eldest lady in the castle wants to play with herself...
Jiang Ye decided to keep the same and respond to all changes.
He avoided the weird question: "Miss Sheng, could you give me my cell phone back?"
He woke up with his pants on, but his phone and some other things were gone.
He needs contacts now...
"No." The little girl rejected him expressionlessly.
"???"
Chuzheng is still fierce: "You haven't answered my question yet." Am I a good person! You said!
Jiang Ye gritted his teeth: "Miss Sheng, do you think good people would chase after others and ask themselves if they are good people?"
Don't even give me a cell phone, or a good guy
Pull it down.
Jiang Ye almost rolled his eyes to show Chuzheng.
"Yes." Chu Zheng said confidently, "How would you know if you didn't ask?"
There has never been a moment when Jiang Ye was as speechless as he is now.
He stopped speaking.
There was some silence in the room.
Chuzheng glanced at Jiang Ye's head.
Jiang Ye lowered his head at this time, and his fingers slid casually on the phone interface.
Chuzheng quickly reached out and licked Jiang Ye's head.
Jiang Ye raised his head, Chu Zheng had already turned and left.
"???"
Jiang Ye stared blankly at the portrait hanging on the wall.
After a while he chuckled lightly: "What's wrong with your sister?"
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Shengting Apartment.
Zhuang Yi was brought into the room, and Sheng Ting sat at the huge desk, smoking a cigarette with an unsure look.
"Brother Ting." Zhuang Yi called softly.
Sheng Ting Meifeng was stern, and when he heard Zhuang Yi's voice, he pressed the cigarette into the ashtray.
"come over."
When Zhuang Yi came in just now, seeing that the people outside were not quite right, she walked over a little nervously.
Since Sheng Chuzheng left, Sheng Ting's temper has become more and more unpredictable.
She found out that Sheng Chuzheng had returned to Sheng's house, but Sheng Ting did not bring her back...
Shengting's chair turned slightly.
Zhuang Yi carefully sat in his arms.
"Brother Ting, are you in a bad mood?"
Sheng Ting's broad palm caressed her face, and Zhuang Yi leaned in his arms obediently and meekly.
Zhuang Yi's face changed suddenly, and her body was pushed onto the desk.