Chapter 711

"Knock, knock." There was a knock on the door outside the bathroom.

Pulling back Xiong Miao's thoughts, she looked up and saw a black figure standing outside the frosted glass door.

No need to think about it, you know it's Zhan Yeling.

"Why?" she said.

"What are you doing?" The man's deep voice sounded.

"Shit!" Xiong Miao said, in a bad tone.

She could only use this tone to conceal her distraught emotions.

"..." There was silence outside the door.

But the black shadow was still standing outside and did not leave.

Xiong Miao thought to himself, can you still come in after I shit, aren't you afraid of the smell?

Of course, she didn't go to the toilet, and she didn't take off her pants. She just sat on the toilet and digested her pain alone.

She needs an independent space and needs to be alone.

Only in the bathroom can she have a short period of quiet space.

Outside the door, the black shadow was always there, like a giant Buddha, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

Even through the door, Xiong Miao could still feel the icy coldness emanating from the air.

She can no longer immerse herself in her own space alone.

Helpless, she had no choice but to stand up, press the flusher, and make a flushing sound, letting Zhan Yeling know that she was really going to the toilet.

After doing all this, she walked slowly to the door and opened it.

The moment the door opened, the only obstacle preventing them from meeting was also opened.

Xiong Miao glanced at Zhan Yeling's handsome face.

Deep-set eyes, sword-like eyebrows like black ink, a straight nose, and sexy thin lips. The well-defined facial lines are tight, and the slightly stubbled chin exudes a wild beauty.

Seeing his face, Xiong Miao's heart was suffocated, and she subconsciously looked away from him.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked in a low voice, mixed with displeasure.

Even if she has any dissatisfaction, she can tell him face to face.

So sulking, inexplicable, why?

"It's nothing, I just don't feel well." Xiong Miao replied, avoiding his eyes.

She was just afraid that if she stared into his eyes and talked, he would expose her lie.

After all, she has no resistance to him.

As soon as she looked at him, her heart was completely confused.

After speaking, she walked past him.

Her wrist was grabbed, stopping her in her tracks.

She stood still, turned her back to him, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"I'm inconvenient today." She thought he wanted to do that, so she lied again.

After learning that he didn't love her at all, she panicked at the thought of going to bed with him.

At least, recently, she didn't want to go against her heart and do that intimate thing with him.

Maybe after she finished digesting her negative emotions, she could go all out and accept all his arrangements.

Holding her hand loose, Zhan Yeling gritted his teeth, but finally couldn't bear to force her, and said a few words from his thin lips: "Have a good rest."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The sound of the door closing behind him struck Xiong Miao's heart, and she knew that he had really left.

It's the door, not the swivel closet.

She let out a trembling breath, dragged her heavy steps, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down with difficulty, feeling exhausted all over her body.

She didn't know why, she and Zhan Yeling had come to this situation.

"Mama!"

"Mama, don't give me a bath."

"Mama!"

"Mama, take a shower!"

"Mama... um!"

"Mama, Womeng is going to take a shower!"

Outside the door, there was the sound of the little groups knocking on the door one after another, and the soft and childish calls also rang in Xiong Miao's ears.

Resuscitate her exhausted body bit by bit.