Chapter 1215

Zong Zhan closed his eyes and felt like a big fool.

He shook Xi Luo's chin, then took her hand and walked to the foreign building without saying a word.

In the rear, Bai Yan's Jeep just drove back.

The two lights lit up the outline of the hospital. Bai Yan saw with his own eyes that Xi Luo leaned against zongzhan intentionally or unintentionally, and his steps were very stable. Looking at his back, he didn't look like a drunk person at all.

Bai Yan leaned against the back of the chair and asked, "is she really drunk?"

Su Mo supported his forehead and smiled without saying a word.

……

Upstairs, Xi Luo followed zongzhan into the room very quietly.

When the light was on, the white shirt behind the man was dyed a little blood red again.

Xi Luo hung his head and walked forward. After three or two steps, he hit zongzhan's back.

The man turned back and looked at her confused appearance. His cold heart collapsed inexplicably.

He raised the woman's jaw and looked at it carefully by the light. It's good-looking, but he hasn't seen anything better than her.

But such a poisonous and cunning woman worried him very much.

Even if I knew that she had many men, even if I knew that her mind was extremely open, I still fell into those cunning eyes uncontrollably.

Zong Zhan bowed his head and wanted to kiss her, but when their lips were less than a piece of paper away, Xi Luo opened her mouth and said, "your family is really poor."

"If you know it's my house, how dare you come back with me?"

"What about that?" Xiluo patted him in the face distressedly. "Who makes the driver beautiful and confused."

Zong Zhan: "

He's really glad it's not Bruce Lee driving tonight.

Otherwise, he may have broken all three legs of Bruce Lee by now.

Xi Luo looked up at Zong Zhan, and a moment of soberness appeared in her eyes when the light fell, but before Zong Zhan could see it clearly, her legs softened and rushed into his arms.

The man used to reach out and catch her. Xi Luo rubbed his head in his arms, "let your sister hug."

They never really hugged.

Even if it is a struggle, it is always tit for tat.

Xi Luo was much shorter than Zong Zhan, and fell on his chest, showing a little bird's beauty.

The man is very tall and has strong arms. He wraps around her back and tightens it slightly, making the hug more dense and warm.

Zong Zhan put his chin on her head and hooked his lips to laugh at her: "virtue. After getting drunk, he learned to be coquettish."

Xi Luo didn't speak and buried her head for half a minute. Her body became softer and softer, accompanied by a downward trend.

Zong Zhan raised his eyebrows and leaned over her shoulder. The woman fell asleep.

……

At six o'clock the next morning, Xi Luo woke up in Zong Zhan's arms.

The morning was light and the room was dark.

Xi Luo opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. Her expression was flat without any emotional ups and downs.

"Wake up?"

The man's hoarse voice came from his ear. Xi Luo turned her head leisurely, bumped into his dark red eyes and asked lazily, "Why are you in my bed?"

There was no screaming, no surprise, as if all this was normal for her.

"This is my bed." Zong Zhan opened his fingers and pinched his forehead. His voice was very unhappy. "His head was raised."

Xi Luo twisted her neck and found that she was resting on his arm behind her neck. She moved away, frowned and muttered, "I said how can I sleep so hard."

Zong Zhan took back his numb arm and closed his eyes coldly, "you really have the ability to be angry."

"So angry early in the morning?" Xi Luo sat up from bed and glanced at the man. "Is your menopause coming?"

Zong Zhan put his forearm on his face, and his nose moved slightly. "Miss Xi was more pleasant to hold me last night."

"Praise me?" Xiluo rolled out of bed, went to the windowsill, picked up the cigarette box and smiled. "Then tell me, how did I hold you? You are a patient paralyzed in bed. Can I hold you?"

Zong Zhan: "

Careless.

Theo opened the window and smiled cunningly against the corner.

The atmosphere is strange and inexplicably harmonious.

Xi Luo's spirit is much less, and Zong Zhan's strong hegemony is also missing.

Two people live in the same room quietly. Silence is better than sound.

It was not until Bruce Lee knocked at the door that he broke the rare calm. "Third Master, is sister m awake? Sishao is leaving."

Xi Luo pinched his cigarette, turned around and looked at zongzhan on the bed, "what do you want for breakfast?"

"Except fried rice."

Xi Luo chuckled, raised her feet and walked out of the room.

Downstairs, Su Mo was carrying a medicine box and preparing to leave for Myanmar. When he saw Xi Luo coming down, he smiled and joked, "I thought you would sleep until the sun rises."

"That's impossible." Xiluo strolled down on her slippers. "The antidote pill you gave has remarkable effect."

The sound of cooking rice in the kitchen stopped for a second, and then continued to stir.

Sure enough, she wasn't drunk last night.

I actually ate the antidote pill given by Su Laosi.

Zong Zhan

Bai Yan thought, forget it, just don't know. At least get 20 off-road vehicles.

Xi Luo sent Su Laosi away and soon returned to the kitchen to help zongzhan prepare breakfast.

She has done these things for a few days and has long been handy.

Holding a bowl of white green fried rice, Bai Yan glanced at Xi Luo, who was scalding milk, "confessed with the strength of wine?"

Xi Luo turned her back to him. "No, I flirted."

"Real or fun?"

Xi luodun gave a very vague answer, "follow fate."

If zongzhan is interested in her, she can take it seriously.

If he wasn't, she wouldn't insist.

At this age, love is no longer a necessity for them.

Like a person is not shameful, Xi Luo is not afraid to admit it.

The sentence I liked when I was drunk last night was for Zong Zhan.

And the hug he gave her back was really dazzling.

After a while, Xiluo walked up the stairs with breakfast.

In fact, the way she expresses her love is very simple and rough, that is, be good to him and be good to him without a bottom line.

Good enough to ignore his deliberate pretending to be a patient and accept all his shortcomings.

During breakfast, Zong Zhan occasionally glanced at the woman sitting by the bed for dinner. He was not sure whether she had any memory of last night. After several thoughts, he said bluntly, "do you remember last night?"

Xiluo took a sip of milk. "It's broken."

"Who picked you up forgot?"

"It's a bit impressive. The driver looks very good." Xi Luo lowered her head and bit the sandwich, absentmindedly said, "I still want to wrap him..."

Zong Zhan held his chin and said, "I'm the driver."

"Burp -" Xiluo choked.

impossible to guard against.

Xi Luo didn't expect Zong Zhan to hit his face. She looked at him in surprise and burped again.

Zong Zhan leaned back against the head of the bed and looked up at her. "How? If you know it's me, you're not going to pack it?"

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