him and her cat

Chapter 59
Shujia hesitated for a few seconds and accepted.

Zhou Dang was wearing black short sleeves on his upper body.

The light was a little dim, he had his elbows on his knees, and he had a white headphone cable in his left ear.

The screen was switched on, and the two looked at each other without saying a word.

After a few minutes.

"Zhou Dang?"

Shujia couldn't help laughing.

She looked at his face carefully.

The tails of the eyes are slender, and the face is thin and clean, very delicate.

Even if it's Shamat, it's the best looking Shamat
She thought silently, with a smile still on the corner of her mouth, and praised him: "You are so pretty."

After a while.

"Good book."

He finally spoke and called her name, but his voice was unusually hoarse.

"What's the matter?" She smiled.

"you"

After he finished you, he was speechless.

Zhou Dang put one hand on the brow bone, half of his face was hidden in the shadow.

His fingers were thin, with straight but not protruding knuckles, which looked good anyway.

Before Shujia had time to speak, he heard Aaron's roar.

Then there was the sound of footsteps coming from far and near.

"Damn Zhou Dang, the organization needs you, come over here and help me operate, I was questioned by the person opposite!!"

The screen suddenly went black, as if changing the angle of the phone.

She heard Zhou Dang's extremely impatient voice, "Go away."

Shujia was taken aback for a moment, thinking, why am I so unable to see people?

then
She reacted abruptly.

Oh my God.

She, she is still wearing
Shujia blushed, and finally knew why Zhou Dang behaved so abnormally just now
She hurriedly dropped her cell phone, and casually found a woolen shawl at the head of the bed and put it on her body.

Shujia felt that the integrity of the past twenty years would be thrown away.
"Zhou, Zhou Dang." Seeing his face again, Shujia's voice was not normal, and he stammered and asked, "Did you feel shy just now?"

He pursed his lips.

Shujia was silent for a while, and said: "You make it like this, it seems like I took advantage of you."

He could hear the joke in her words, but remained silent.

It was Shujia who looked at him as if he could not refute and let her bully him.
Really, so cute, too cute to foul
Shujia couldn't bear to tease him anymore, so she changed the subject and asked, "When will you be back?"

"tomorrow."

"When?"

"noon."

"Oh."

Her hair was wet and never dry, and the water droplets dripped onto her skin, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Shujia simply pulled the towel, tilted her head, and talked to Zhou Dang while wiping her hair: "Do you want me to pick you up at the airport?"

Her room was well lit, and the very faint rouge mole on one side of her head and neck clearly fell into someone's eyes.

The fair skin glowed with luster under the lamp.

Delicate and gentle.

There are very few swings in the week.

Very rarely.

Like today, one after another, experience that feeling of being overwhelmed.

As a man, buried deep in his heart, he was tortured by unspeakable desires.

She doesn't know it.

Shujia didn't get a response for a long time, so she regretted it first: "Forget it, forget it, I still won't go."

His throat was dry, and after reacting for a while, he asked hoarsely, "Why?"

"Because you are so popular, there should be many fans who will pick you up at the airport. If I go, it will be more troublesome, and the impact on you will not be very good."

She rambled, explaining to him.

He didn't listen at all, and frowned: "You just said you were coming."

When she heard his question, she was taken aback for a moment, but then laughed: "Do you really want me to come?"

Zhou Dang didn't hesitate this time, and hummed.

(End of this chapter)