Chen Tingwen followed Zhou Shuirong into the building, then rubbed someone else's elevator card, came to the door of Zhou Shuirong's house, knocked on the door.
Zhou Shuirong didn't open the door. She knew it was Chen Tingwen. She didn't have time to pay attention to him. She wanted to take a shower and then have a sleep.
Chen Ling Wen Bukong, call her
Zhou Shuirong saw the unfamiliar number and answered it. When she heard Chen Tingwen's voice, her head was about to explode: How could you know my mobile phone number?
Chen Tingwen said: If you open the door, I will tell you
I don't open
Then I won't say
Zhou Shuirong hangs him
Chen Tingwen called her again, but she refused to answer, and he sent her a text message: Do you want to know, how did I think of it?
Zhou Shuirong suddenly became a little interested. This was the only thing that could make her temporarily relaxed these days. She went over and opened the door for him, but didn't let him in, saying: You're just talking about it.
Chen Ling Wen Lei: I have been walking for so long, and my legs hurt. Please let me go in and sit.
no!
I promise I'll do nothing
I won't let you in if you do it or not
Then I won't tell you
Zhou Shuirong was so angry that she grabbed his vest and pulled him into the door: Let's talk now!
Chen Tingwen looked down at her hands, and the back of his hand was pressed against the flesh on his chest: Just say, why are you still touching me? Do you like it so much?
Zhou Shuirong slapped her in the face: What's so hard to touch?
Why did you mention that again? I can't forget it? My mind is full of hard work? Zhou Shuirong, you said you won't like me. Are you thinking about me every day now? Are you thinking about my body?
Zhou Shuirong fell over her shoulder and didn't throw him over. She didn't have enough strength and fell on the sofa with him. To be precise, she was lying on Chen Tingwen, with her back against his chest and her butt against his crotch.
She was about to get up at the moment, and Chen Tingwen hugged her, and she bent her elbow and hit her abdomen: Let go!
He listened to the warmth of the heart, hugged him tighter: Sorry, I don’t want to let you go if you feel offended
What exactly do you want to do?
I want you to like me, if it doesn't work for the time being, I want you to be happier. Listen to the warm voice in a low voice, but very gentle
Zhou Shuirong stopped struggling, and the little bit of discomfort was back. She suddenly felt cold and hid in Chenting Wen's hot body.
She thought she didn't need a hug, but she occasionally wanted warmth. Chen Tingwen's arms were very warm.
She might have to forget who she is for the time being, forget that she just said she wanted to draw a clear line with Chen Tingwen
She wants this warmth
Chen Ting Wen and Zhou Shuirong were lying on the sofa, he was inside, she was outside, he held her and his chin was pressing against her shoulders
I don't know how long it took, Zhou Shuirong Bing's cold body was wrapped in heat. Chen Tingwen said: The second master's real name is Fei Xianming. Among the uncles and brothers, his ancestors were performing operas. When he came to him, he did not perform operas or play chess, but he was not very good at playing chess. What he was capable of playing chess is playing chess.
Zhou Shuirong listened
Chen Tingwen continued: I heard that he has an ancient book on his hand, all of which are strange games. He plays chess and doesn't talk about winning or losing. It is because he wants to play chess into strange games. He enjoys this process. In his old age, he is a chess player who cheats. In the present, some people use it as a lifelong pursuit.
Zhou Shuirong asked him: How did you know?
Chen Tingwen pressed against her face: What doesn’t you know about your husband?
Zhou Shuirong stopped hugging him, twisted his arm, and then chopped off your arm!
He listened to the warmth and did not let go, and he did not let go if he hurts: You are destroying the bridge when you cross the river. If you warm up, you don’t want my stove.
You are nonsense! I don’t! I’m not cold at all!
Well, I'm cold, can I hug you again?
Zhou Shuirong didn't give him a hug, and the dog still wanted to hug him? She thought so beautifully! She pushed him: Let go of your hand!
I'm still injured. You pushed me so hard. If my wound recurs, you should feel distressed again
Zhou Shuirong didn't believe his nonsense: I have been lying to me since I knew you. If you could believe your words, the sun would not rise!
Chen Tingwen said: Do you still want to listen to the second master?
Zhou Shuirong has calmed down
Then can you hug me?
No! Don’t do business with me! Do you like to talk or not! Your father won’t listen! Zhou Shuirong slapped him in the arm, making his white flesh red, get up! Don’t lie on my sofa!
Her slap happened to hit Shen Tingwen's wound. He held back the pain in the most painful time and did not respond. He waited until the pain had passed before shouting: Ah
He screamed strangely, Zhou Shui's eyes widened and subconsciously covered his mouth: What are you calling!
Chen Tingwen grabbed her wrist and put her lips on her palm: It hurts
You just want to scream? Are you still a man? Does it hurt that much? And what are you calling you? You call Chun! Zhou Shuirong wants to sew his mouth, it's really annoying
Chen Tingwen curled his lips: Oh
He came again, and he came again, just like this, relying on his harmless appearance, he always lied to her!
She stopped looking at him, turned her head, sat on the carpet, leaning against the sofa: Aren't you going to talk about the second master?
Chen Lingwen continued to say to her: Second Master and my grandfather are friends. They ran away from home together and lived a long time without money. Later, they made an appointment to make a name for themselves, so they held a wedding banquet, only to invite the other party to the endgame just now. The second Master and my grandfather gave him a goodbye. My grandfather had thought about it for half a lifetime and then broke it by my father, so I knew what was going on at a glance.
Zhou Shuirong didn't expect that the world was so small, but after thinking about it carefully, it was normal
The place where she lives is a rich area, and her neighbors are naturally either rich or noble. The entertainment circle is a circle, and the wealth circle is also a circle. It seems that it is not that incredible to run into the same circle.
Now she knew, Chen Tingwen could leave, and she was about to see off the guests: Is it okay? Is it okay? Is it okay? Is it okay?
Chen Tingwen doesn’t want to leave: Then I keep my distance from you, can you let me stay?
No, Zhou Shuirong is a little tired: Don't let me say it again
Chen Tingwen wanted to divert her attention for a long time, but she was too difficult to divert her attention. Then it was meaningless for him to stay. If Zhou Shuirong was comfortable alone, he would certainly not disturb her.
The door closed, and the huge feeling of powerlessness swallowed Zhou Shuirong in an instant. It turned out that being alone was not much better than Chen Tingwen Zaishi
It turned out that she was not only influenced by Chen Tingwen, but also a little used to him being by his side.
In fact, from the time he was able to deceive her and she allowed him to get close, something changed quietly
I don't know why, Chen Tingwen seemed to know her very well, and he touched all her words and malice.
She walked to the sofa, thinking about what happened during this period, and became idle.
Chen Ting Wen didn't leave, and sat at her door when he went out. He was worried that she hadn't mentioned the school's affairs just now, but he knew that the school's bad things had never let go of Zhou Shuirong's mind.
He wants to stay here, so that if she has something to do, he will be the first to know
Zhou Shuirong didn't open the door. She knew it was Chen Tingwen. She didn't have time to pay attention to him. She wanted to take a shower and then have a sleep.
Chen Ling Wen Bukong, call her
Zhou Shuirong saw the unfamiliar number and answered it. When she heard Chen Tingwen's voice, her head was about to explode: How could you know my mobile phone number?
Chen Tingwen said: If you open the door, I will tell you
I don't open
Then I won't say
Zhou Shuirong hangs him
Chen Tingwen called her again, but she refused to answer, and he sent her a text message: Do you want to know, how did I think of it?
Zhou Shuirong suddenly became a little interested. This was the only thing that could make her temporarily relaxed these days. She went over and opened the door for him, but didn't let him in, saying: You're just talking about it.
Chen Ling Wen Lei: I have been walking for so long, and my legs hurt. Please let me go in and sit.
no!
I promise I'll do nothing
I won't let you in if you do it or not
Then I won't tell you
Zhou Shuirong was so angry that she grabbed his vest and pulled him into the door: Let's talk now!
Chen Tingwen looked down at her hands, and the back of his hand was pressed against the flesh on his chest: Just say, why are you still touching me? Do you like it so much?
Zhou Shuirong slapped her in the face: What's so hard to touch?
Why did you mention that again? I can't forget it? My mind is full of hard work? Zhou Shuirong, you said you won't like me. Are you thinking about me every day now? Are you thinking about my body?
Zhou Shuirong fell over her shoulder and didn't throw him over. She didn't have enough strength and fell on the sofa with him. To be precise, she was lying on Chen Tingwen, with her back against his chest and her butt against his crotch.
She was about to get up at the moment, and Chen Tingwen hugged her, and she bent her elbow and hit her abdomen: Let go!
He listened to the warmth of the heart, hugged him tighter: Sorry, I don’t want to let you go if you feel offended
What exactly do you want to do?
I want you to like me, if it doesn't work for the time being, I want you to be happier. Listen to the warm voice in a low voice, but very gentle
Zhou Shuirong stopped struggling, and the little bit of discomfort was back. She suddenly felt cold and hid in Chenting Wen's hot body.
She thought she didn't need a hug, but she occasionally wanted warmth. Chen Tingwen's arms were very warm.
She might have to forget who she is for the time being, forget that she just said she wanted to draw a clear line with Chen Tingwen
She wants this warmth
Chen Ting Wen and Zhou Shuirong were lying on the sofa, he was inside, she was outside, he held her and his chin was pressing against her shoulders
I don't know how long it took, Zhou Shuirong Bing's cold body was wrapped in heat. Chen Tingwen said: The second master's real name is Fei Xianming. Among the uncles and brothers, his ancestors were performing operas. When he came to him, he did not perform operas or play chess, but he was not very good at playing chess. What he was capable of playing chess is playing chess.
Zhou Shuirong listened
Chen Tingwen continued: I heard that he has an ancient book on his hand, all of which are strange games. He plays chess and doesn't talk about winning or losing. It is because he wants to play chess into strange games. He enjoys this process. In his old age, he is a chess player who cheats. In the present, some people use it as a lifelong pursuit.
Zhou Shuirong asked him: How did you know?
Chen Tingwen pressed against her face: What doesn’t you know about your husband?
Zhou Shuirong stopped hugging him, twisted his arm, and then chopped off your arm!
He listened to the warmth and did not let go, and he did not let go if he hurts: You are destroying the bridge when you cross the river. If you warm up, you don’t want my stove.
You are nonsense! I don’t! I’m not cold at all!
Well, I'm cold, can I hug you again?
Zhou Shuirong didn't give him a hug, and the dog still wanted to hug him? She thought so beautifully! She pushed him: Let go of your hand!
I'm still injured. You pushed me so hard. If my wound recurs, you should feel distressed again
Zhou Shuirong didn't believe his nonsense: I have been lying to me since I knew you. If you could believe your words, the sun would not rise!
Chen Tingwen said: Do you still want to listen to the second master?
Zhou Shuirong has calmed down
Then can you hug me?
No! Don’t do business with me! Do you like to talk or not! Your father won’t listen! Zhou Shuirong slapped him in the arm, making his white flesh red, get up! Don’t lie on my sofa!
Her slap happened to hit Shen Tingwen's wound. He held back the pain in the most painful time and did not respond. He waited until the pain had passed before shouting: Ah
He screamed strangely, Zhou Shui's eyes widened and subconsciously covered his mouth: What are you calling!
Chen Tingwen grabbed her wrist and put her lips on her palm: It hurts
You just want to scream? Are you still a man? Does it hurt that much? And what are you calling you? You call Chun! Zhou Shuirong wants to sew his mouth, it's really annoying
Chen Tingwen curled his lips: Oh
He came again, and he came again, just like this, relying on his harmless appearance, he always lied to her!
She stopped looking at him, turned her head, sat on the carpet, leaning against the sofa: Aren't you going to talk about the second master?
Chen Lingwen continued to say to her: Second Master and my grandfather are friends. They ran away from home together and lived a long time without money. Later, they made an appointment to make a name for themselves, so they held a wedding banquet, only to invite the other party to the endgame just now. The second Master and my grandfather gave him a goodbye. My grandfather had thought about it for half a lifetime and then broke it by my father, so I knew what was going on at a glance.
Zhou Shuirong didn't expect that the world was so small, but after thinking about it carefully, it was normal
The place where she lives is a rich area, and her neighbors are naturally either rich or noble. The entertainment circle is a circle, and the wealth circle is also a circle. It seems that it is not that incredible to run into the same circle.
Now she knew, Chen Tingwen could leave, and she was about to see off the guests: Is it okay? Is it okay? Is it okay? Is it okay?
Chen Tingwen doesn’t want to leave: Then I keep my distance from you, can you let me stay?
No, Zhou Shuirong is a little tired: Don't let me say it again
Chen Tingwen wanted to divert her attention for a long time, but she was too difficult to divert her attention. Then it was meaningless for him to stay. If Zhou Shuirong was comfortable alone, he would certainly not disturb her.
The door closed, and the huge feeling of powerlessness swallowed Zhou Shuirong in an instant. It turned out that being alone was not much better than Chen Tingwen Zaishi
It turned out that she was not only influenced by Chen Tingwen, but also a little used to him being by his side.
In fact, from the time he was able to deceive her and she allowed him to get close, something changed quietly
I don't know why, Chen Tingwen seemed to know her very well, and he touched all her words and malice.
She walked to the sofa, thinking about what happened during this period, and became idle.
Chen Ting Wen didn't leave, and sat at her door when he went out. He was worried that she hadn't mentioned the school's affairs just now, but he knew that the school's bad things had never let go of Zhou Shuirong's mind.
He wants to stay here, so that if she has something to do, he will be the first to know
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