The wind and rain were raging all night, and the sun still came out heartlessly in the morning, and the sunlight shone through the thick curtains to illuminate the room little by little.

Zhao Lin's eyelashes moved, and she felt so tired and her whole body hurt. Then she smelled the charming smell after the whole house, and was shocked. When she opened her eyes, she saw that it was her bedroom. Zhao Lin turned her head suddenly. There was no one next to her, only the traces of the pillow sinking deep into her told her that someone had slept next to her last night.

Zhao Lin stroked her forehead and sat up halfway. Her skin, which was not covered in a short distance, suddenly exposed to the air, making her feel a little cold. She leaned over and took her nightgown and put it on. Her eyes caught a glimpse of the discarded clothes on the floor, reminding her how crazy she was last night. She recognized at first glance that the tie was worn by Zhong Haotian last night.

The wine I drank yesterday was not much for Zhao Lin. If it were just right, it would not happen at all. But she seemed to have had a breakdown. She couldn't remember how she returned home last night and how Zhong Haotian stayed.

"Damn it." Zhao Lin lowered her curse and tapped her head, which was still a little painful with her small fist.

Zhao Lin heard the sound of inauspicious dishes colliding in the kitchen, and she turned around and took out a pack of women's cigarettes from the bedside table drawer.

Zhong Hao woke up at dawn every day, lying on his back with his eyes open, feeling Zhao Lin sleeping beside him, and suddenly there was an inexplicable sense of happiness filled his chest. But there was also a fear and worry about getting too fast, whether it was lost faster.

Zhong Haotian leaned slightly, took a little light and looked at Zhao Lin intently. Zhao Lin lying on his side, breathing smoothly, his nose was gentle, his head covered with big wavy curly hair, and a few strands hung on his face. Zhong Haotian picked them up one by one with pillows. Zhao Lin's face was white, his eyelashes were long, and his lips were bright and full. A jade arm was placed outside the quilt, his neck and collarbone were also exposed, and his eyes were full of seductive white jade luster. Zhao Lin was curled under the quilt and bent her body. This was a completely insecure sleeping position.

Zhong Haotian looked sideways and didn't dare to move. He was afraid of waking up Zhao Lin. He just met yesterday and met like this frankly this morning. It was a bit embarrassing to describe it. He slowly slid off the bed, walked to the other side of the bed, covered Zhao Lin's arm with a quilt. He took a simple shower in the bathroom, put on yesterday's shirt and trousers, and tiptoed out of the bedroom.

Zhong Haotian was in a very good mood and was refreshing. When he walked into the kitchen, the cooking utensils and tableware were arranged neatly, mostly new, and it seemed that they had never used it before, but just used it as a decoration. When he opened the refrigerator, it was filled with instant food and pure water. He frowned and took milk, bread and eggs.

Zhong Haotian skillfully unscrewed the gas and cooked eggs, heated the milk, and baked bread on the bread machine. He carefully fiddled with the dishes and tried not to make a loud noise, so as not to wake up Zhao Lin in the bedroom.

When he prepared breakfast and gently pushed open the bedroom door to send it in, he saw Zhao Lin wearing a big wavy curly hair, wearing black pajamas, with snowy skin slightly exposed, half leaning on the white bed, a lit cigarette was sandwiched between her right fingers, and a mouthful of cigarette was floating out of her red lips, blurring her face.

This kind of laziness and confusion made Zhong Haotian unable to help himself. He just spent the holidays with this woman last night and had only been intimate with this woman for 42 years. Her little bit of seductive charm reminded him of the warm and soft jade last night, and his heart was itchy and his whole body was numb.

Zhong Haotian didn't expect Zhao Lin to wake up so early, and he still had the same attitude. He pretended to be normal, brought breakfast to the bedside table, and said, "Are you awake? Have some breakfast while it's hot."

Zhao Lin glanced at the dining plate and said sarcastically: "Is this true for Mr. Zhong?"

Zhong Haotian heard Zhao Lin’s implication and thought he was a veteran of Feng Yue: “Zhao Lin, this is not the case, listen to my explanation…”

"Ha." Zhao Lin snorted.

"Mr. Zhong, you should call me Mr. Zhao, and send someone home. This is the way to send someone to you?" Zhao Lin mocked.

Zhong Haotian knew that Zhao Lin misunderstood him and took advantage of the danger, so he hurriedly explained: "No, you got drunk yesterday..."

"Then you can do whatever you want?" Zhao Lin said without waiting for him to finish speaking.

"Mr. Zhong, everyone is adult, so there is no need to act on the trick of coaxing the little girl here." Zhao Lin said hatefully.

Zhong Haotian knew that the explanation was useless, so he made his love deeply rooted and unable to extricate himself, so he changed his words and made a straightforward promise: "I will be responsible and will marry you."

When Zhao Lin heard this, she suddenly laughed and tears flew: "Have I reached such a bad point? Do you need you to pity me?"

"No, Zhao Lin, I really like you, I like you for many years." Zhong Haotian said pitifully. For many years, Zhong Haotian has always been a strong person, but Zhao Lin is the softest part of his heart, but Zhao Lin knows nothing about it.

"You go, just pretend that nothing has happened." Zhao Lin wiped her tears and lowered her head and said.

Zhong Haotian felt a little reluctant. After all, Zhao Lin was drunk last night, and she was still very awake, so why did she lose control in a daze? This incident disrupted his original plan. He originally wanted to get familiar with Zhao Lin and pursue her slowly in order to achieve a natural result. Unexpectedly, he forgot about love and acted as he pleased last night. Not only did he not get Zhao Lin's favor, but he instead aroused her annoyance. This state may not be improved for the time being.

Zhong Haotian stood there thinking about something and wanted to say something, but Zhao Lin said with disgust: "Do you still stand here and wait to see me change my clothes?"

Zhong Haotian knew that if he continued to talk, he would only be even more unhappy. It would be better to wait for Zhao Lin to calm down another day before talking about the responsibility. So he said, "Okay, if you have something to do, I'll be there any time."

The door outside rang, and Zhong Haotian finally left. Zhao Lin trembled and tilted weakly on the bed, tears flowing down uncontrollably.

She had no idea of ​​stopping Zhang Chen. After Zhang Chen, she blocked the love heart. She was powerless to love and did not accept other men's love.

Suddenly, overnight, she had an intimate relationship with another man she almost didn't know at all. Although this man appeared in the most beautiful and painful time of her life, witnessed her happiness, and saw her embarrassment, they were really strangers.

Zhao Lin doesn't like this kind of thing that is out of control. She hates herself for being scattered, and she really feels that Zhang Chen really can't come back.

Zhao Lin has been afraid to touch Zhang Chen's memory for ten years, and Zhong Haotian's appearance was like a moth accidentally pounced on this website. The shock caused by this website was like an earthquake and tsunami. And all the things at the dinner were just the last straw that overwhelmed her. Her body's protection mechanism would rather choose to be drunkenly confused than want her to be awake and in pain.

Zhao Lin, who had recovered from the trembling, got up from the bed, and threw the breakfast on the bedside table and the clothes scattered on the floor into the trash can, and she did not forget to stretch her feet in and step on it.

She took the initiative to remove the quilt cover and pillowcase, and the marks on the sheets stinged her eyes. Zhao Lin found a pair of scissors, knelt on the floor, cut them fiercely, gritted her teeth, and teared them. The scissors on her hands were sharpened and she didn't feel any pain. Seeing the sheets turning into snow-white cloth strips all over the floor, she sat on the floor and gasped.

She had a little gentle mark left by Zhong Haotian on her body, and even had the tobacco smell of Zhong Haotian on her hair. Zhao Lin washed in the bathroom for a long time, as if she could erase the last night.

No matter what, the class still has to go to. Zhao Lin put on makeup in front of the mirror to cover the dark circles. She may be angry and her face turned a little rosy. She saw suspicious red dots on her neck in the mirror, and she couldn't cover her concealer powder, and scolded Zhong Haotian a hundred times in her heart.

Zhong Haotian returned to Room 2001, threw his coat on the sofa, and was stunned when he looked at the two red wines given by Zhao Lin. Last night, he was dazed as if he was a spring dream. Zhong Haotian couldn't tell Zhao Lin that it was his first time. He was not ashamed to speak up, but was afraid that Zhao Lin would not believe it.

Most people don’t understand what Zhong Haotian relies on for Liu Xiahui. On the surface, he has neither a serious relationship nor a deep love. He is a diamond princess with position, power, appearance and figure, and is the best husband of many people. Of course, there are also many people who tempt him beautifully, and some people take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms. Zhong Haotian always has a way to get rid of these bad peach blossoms.

Zhao Lin was his long-term crush. If Zhao Lin was happy, maybe Zhong Haotian would choose to marry her for his parents, but Zhao Lin was alone, so why would he be willing to leave her unhappy? He also wanted to take a try for himself.

Thinking of this, Zhong Haotian got up, shaved his beard, changed his clothes, and he wanted to go out to work with Zhao Lin. Even if it was just a short time to take an elevator together.

Zhao Lin wore a windbreaker and trousers, wrapped a scarf, and took the elevator downstairs. When she arrived at the 20th floor, she was a little nervous because she didn't want to meet Zhong Haotian.

The situation was not up to its will. The 20th floor stopped. Zhong Haotian, who had already changed his clothes, stood outside the elevator. There were other people working in the building between the two. Zhong Haotian wanted to talk to Zhao Lin, but Zhao Lin turned his head, didn't want to talk to him, and pretended not to know each other.

Kobayashi and Xiaosun were both waiting downstairs. They just met yesterday and were both newly promoted dads. They talked about their respective treasures, and they kept talking about topics and were full of joy.

When they saw Zhao Lin's cold face, Zhong Haotian followed him out silently. They hurriedly ended the topic, greeted him enthusiastically, and helped their respective leaders open the car door.

Zhao Lin sat in the car without looking sideways without saying a word. Zhong Haotian wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything and turned around to his car. Xiaolin and Xiao Sun were puzzled in their hearts, weren't these two people doing well yesterday?
Chapter completed!