Chapter 1057

Zhou hanruo went back to the kitchen and took out a bottle of wine and two goblets.

Almost all the furnishings in the villa have not changed, so she can still get what she wants.

"I'll see you again. How about a drink?" Zhou hanruo shook the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile.

Tang Jiyang gathered his eyes and looked at her, still pursed his lips.

Zhou hanruo sat opposite him and opened the wine with the bottle opener. Maybe the cork was too tight. She didn't open it after half a sound, and her beautiful eyebrows were all frowning together.

After Zhou hanruo's attempt and effort failed, she finally gave up. Then she looked up at Tang Jiyang, who was sitting opposite.

Tang Jiyang also looks at her, the mood in the eye is some complex and light mockery. She has always been like this. When she meets something she can't handle, she looks at him with a pair of innocent big eyes. Then, he'll give up.

This time, it seems no exception, he took the bottle and opener from her hand, easily pulled out the piston, and slowly poured the wine into the crystal goblet.

Then he picked up the goblet in front of him and drank it.

Zhou hanruo shakes his wine glass and puts it on his nose to smell it. The wine is very good and gives off the mellow aroma of grapes. She's not good at drinking. She's basically a one glass drinker, but if she drinks less, she won't get too drunk.

She is holding a glass, is ready to drink, Tang Jiyang was snatched in the past, is a drink.

Zhou hanruo frowned slightly, looked at him alone, and drank a whole bottle of wine in silence.

She blinked her long thick eyelashes, thinking: they all say that she is deeply emotional and stuffy. Is he overjoyed to see her come back from the other side of the ocean alive?

But Tang Jiyang's deep face didn't look happy at all, and even his whole body was cold.

The atmosphere is a little stiff. He didn't speak, just looked at her all the time, deep eyes seemed to be rolling turbulent vortex.

No matter how thick skinned Zhou hanruo is, he will not feel at ease. In fact, she had a lot to say to him. For more than a thousand days and nights they had been separated, she thought about him every day. However, when the words came to her mouth, she didn't know where to start.

Finally, she just said drily, "it's easy to get drunk if you drink too fast. I'll make sober tea."

When Zhou hanruo finished, he stood up from the sofa, but before he started, he was held by Tang Jiyang and pulled into his arms.

He tightly locked her in his chest. His hand was full of wine, but it didn't smell bad.

She didn't know if he was really drunk, so she didn't move, just quietly let him hold her.

Tang Jiyang's lips slowly stick to her ears, voice hoarse and almost sad low Nan: "do you still know to come back? I thought you would never come back. No see, no read! Zhou hanruo, it turns out that he can really do what he says. "

His voice was low, calm and low, but almost sad to the extreme.

Zhou hanruo's eyes are red and some of them want to cry. She endured the impulse of tears, just about to explain, but he suddenly pushed her away and quickly walked upstairs.

Then there was a slamming sound from upstairs.

Zhou Han if Leng is in place, wiped the tear that wipes canthus. I thought: it's not changed at all, it's still so sultry.

She sighed heavily, then picked up the bottles and goblets that had fallen from the table, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Zhou hanruo tied his apron, threw the empty wine bottle into the recycling bucket, and then stood in front of the sink to clean the goblet. After the cup was washed, she took it and put it in. She wiped the water mark on the cup a little bit, and put the quilt back into the wine cabinet after it was clear and bright.

Later, she turned on the gas, boiled water, boiled sobering tea, cooled and warmed, and then carried it upstairs.

Zhou hanruo stood in front of the door, holding sobering tea in one hand and knocking on the door with the other hand.

After three thumps, the door opened from inside.

Tang Jiyang stood in the door, looking at her deeply.

"I made sobering tea for you." She said.

Tang Jiyang took the sobering tea, pursed his lips and looked at her, suddenly asked: "where are you going to sleep?"

"Ah?" Zhou Han if some didn't quite follow his rhythm, Leng Leng of looking at him.

"Come in or go to the next room?" Tang Jiyang added.

He didn't give her a third choice. Obviously, he didn't plan to let her go tonight.

Zhou hanruo was stunned for a long time and finally reacted. Looking at him, he asked, "where do you want me to sleep?"

He did not finish, carrying sober tea, turned into the room, but the door did not close, obviously let her in.

Zhou hanruo lowered his head slightly, but his lips rose unconsciously.

After drinking sobering tea, Tang Jiyang directly lies on the bed, leaving a place for her on the right side.

Zhou hanruo had taken a bath before he came, so there was no need to take another bath. She went into the cloakroom, picked out his shirt and put it on. Then she went back to the bedroom and lay down beside him.

After she lay down, Tang Jiyang turned off the wall lamp at the head of the bed, and the room fell into darkness.It was so quiet in the room that we could hear each other breathing.

They lay in a bed, covered with a quilt, but at a distance, their bodies did not intersect.

Zhou hanruo lay flat, blinking at the ceiling above his head. The bedroom, the bed and the man beside her were all familiar to her.

She finally came back and lay beside her beloved man again. This is the scene that has appeared in her dream for countless times.

Zhou hanruo was in a trance, even afraid that it was just a dream. She did not dare to close her eyes. She was afraid that everything would disappear after closing her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the dazzling white in the hospital, heard the cold sound of medical equipment, and the smell of disinfectant that would never disappear in the air.

The feeling of worrying about gain and loss, let her can't help but close to him, close to his strong back, tears fall uncontrollably.

When she approached and hugged him, Tang Jiyang's body was slightly stiff. Before he could react, he could feel her trembling body and repressed cry.

Warm tears wet the cloth on his body, Tang Jiyang flustered turn around, put her into his arms.

Zhou hanruo's face buried in his chest, crying even more.

"What do you cry for? I am the one who is abandoned. I am the one who should cry." Tang Jiyang's deep and pleasant voice sounded, showing a deep sense of helplessness and powerlessness.

"You deserve it." Zhou hanruo cried back.

He deserves it. Yes, he deserves it! Tang Jiyang thought in his heart and then laughed bitterly.

Zhou hanruo has been crying, and he never coaxes girls. Every time she cried, he had only one way to stop her mouth.

Tang Jiyang almost subconsciously lowers his head and kisses her soft and cool lips.

Kiss, from the first four thin lips, a little bit become sentimental, even the temperature inside the house are climbing.

Tang Jiyang trapped her under the body, unknowingly, has one by one untied her shirt buttons.

Chest a cool, Zhou hanruo suddenly recovered consciousness, panic of hand to push him.