C25

"Ling Yiheng, you've finally opened the door." The woman outside obviously thought that it was Ling Yiheng who opened the door, and raised her head with a smile.

However, that gentle smile froze on her face when she saw Bai Qing.

"Who are you?" The woman's voice lost its gentleness and gentleness, carrying a questioning tone.

Zuo Zixian stared at the woman in front of him, she was dressed in a beautiful purple long dress that fell to the ground, revealing half of her slender white legs, with a shoulder design on her upper body, an enchanting blue rose on her waist, surrounded by pearls embedded in it, her chest design was also low, the white within was faintly discernible.

It was obvious that she came to find Ling Yiheng for another purpose in dressing up like this.

Zuo Zizhen cleared his throat, and proudly lifted his chin, looking at the woman with an indifferent expression, "He's bathing, what can I do for him?"

The woman's face turned from green to white, she frowned in disbelief, staring at Zuo Zixian with eyes that seemed to tear her apart.

Especially when she saw Ling Yiheng wearing his house uniform, it made her even more infuriated.

"Who are you? You actually dare to seduce a man here? Get out of my way! " That woman seemed to have been angered to the point that her head almost fainted. As she spoke, she was about to barge in.

Zuo Zisheng blocked his way to the door and gouged her with his sharp gaze, "You have to be responsible for the consequences of forcing your way in, I don't think he wants to be disturbed right now."

As expected, the moment she said that, the woman stopped walking and stared at her with hatred in her eyes. It was obvious that she was still unwilling to give up.

"Still not leaving? "Do you really want me to call the security guards downstairs?" Zuo Zi Wu spoke again, his tone was no longer polite.

The woman bit her red lip, clenched her hands tightly, stamped her feet with resentment, and turned to leave.

Seeing that he had finally left, Zuo Zizhen hurriedly closed the door, and she also let out a sigh of relief, feeling like she was about to collapse from exhaustion. Cold sweat had already appeared on her palms.

Suddenly, she felt a gaze on her. She raised her head and saw that it was Ling Yiheng smiling at her. This smile made his handsome face look like the crescent moon in the sky.

However, this laughter made Zuo Zixian feel like he had been humiliated.

"It would seem that you are very good at doing this. I did not choose the wrong person." The man said with a smile. His tone was a bit lazy, making it hard to tell if he was joking or not.

Zuo Zi Wu felt a headache, it seemed that he would have to face the same thing in the future.

"Can I change and go home? It should be so late, and there won't be anyone else coming, right? " she asked, looking at him, not wanting to continue the conversation.

The man's gaze darkened as he looked at her meaningfully, "Are you in a rush to leave my house? Or leave me? "

Zuo Zizhen was slightly shocked, but he also felt that his words were strange. He had an illusion that her heart was beating like a drum, as if there really was something between them. However, it was clear that they were only dealing with each other.

As if noticing her helplessness, Ling Yiheng did not continue to make things difficult for her. He turned around and walked to the cabinet opposite and quickly took out a small medicine box. Then, he sat down on the sofa, opened the box and put the things on the table in front of him.

It had iodine, disinfectant, cotton swabs, gauze, and bandages.

As she looked at this, she was once again stunned.

Ling Yiheng glanced at her indifferently, "Treat your wounds first, otherwise I will have to send you to the hospital when you get the infection."

Seeing that she was still standing there, he added, "I'll send you back after you're done."

At this moment, his tone didn't have the haughty commanding tone, as if he was just chatting casually, causing Zuo Zixian to have no reason to reject him.

She could only sit there and see the man lift up her feet. She felt a surge of electricity coming from the bottom of her feet, making her entire body feel like she was studying hard. She subconsciously wanted to pull her feet out.

"About that, why don't you let me do it myself?" "No," she said.

However, the man didn't give her the chance to do so. He firmly held her feet.

He did not know where he had come into contact with it, but the lacerations were much larger than the others. It was as if he had been cut by a knife, and they were very deep as well, bleeding profusely.

Zuo Zixian knew that once he was exposed to the disinfectant, it would be very painful, so she quickly changed the subject, "I didn't expect you to have a home in Boston. Are you going to live here by yourself?"

Ling Yi Heng could feel her nervousness. He frowned slightly and used a cotton ball to wash her wounds. He then said in a casual tone, "What if I don't? Do you think there will be anyone else? "

Did she think he was the kind of man whose private life was in disarray?

Thinking of this possibility, Ling Yiheng's face immediately became sullen.

Zuo Zizhen felt that something was strange, and did not know why he suddenly seemed to be angry.

She did not know what to say, so she set her gaze on the two guitars.