Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 18

Putting Song Zhu on the side of the road in his community, Yu Zhile drove the car and carried Jing Sheng to Zhongshan Square.

"Yu Zhile."

Pausing in front of a traffic light at a four-way intersection, Jing Sheng suddenly called her name.

Yu Zhile looked straight ahead: "What's wrong?"

"It's just the two of us left." The smile in the words almost filled the carriage, drowning everyone sitting in it.

Yu Zhile's eyes were flat: "So?"

"No reason," Jing Sheng adjusted a piece of music, an English song, and the female singer's voice was soft and gentle: "Shall we chat?"

When the light turned green, Yu Zhile let go of the foot brake and replied, "Say it."

"Did the ballad singer seek you afterward?" he asked.

"..." Yu Zhile found that he could always think of all kinds of unnutritious gossip questions, after thinking for a while, she replied: "No."

Jing Sheng pointed at her twice in the air, with a firm expression on his face: "I definitely found it. Look at your hesitation."

"..."

"You still want to hide it from me, but I'm the leader," Jing Sheng frowned disdainfully, "Why is that man so annoying."

"I ignored him." In order to prevent him from nagging more on this matter, Yu Zhile quickly put an end to all the conjectures and questions that were about to come to him.

"Really?" Jing Sheng suddenly showed a huge smile, and immediately praised in English with a beautiful accent: "well done."

After boasting, he stretched out his hand to cut the song. After concentrating on choosing for a while, a brisk and jumping melody jumped out of the car.

"That's it." Jing Sheng confirmed.

Because of her liking for music, Yu Zhile has listened to quite a few songs, and she knew which one it was as soon as the prelude played.

"Best Day Of My Life"

When the singer passionately sang "This is gonna be the best day of my li—ife...", Jing Sheng had already closed his eyes in a serious manner, and while being intoxicated, he agreed: "Yes, yes, this is the kind of Feel."

Yu Zhile glanced at him: "..."

Neuropathy.

After sending the young master home safely, Yu Zhile went straight back to the rental room.

The ups and downs of the day made her feel a little tired, so she didn't go out to pick up the driver again.

After arriving downstairs, the phone rang, and the corridor sensor lights above lit up.

Yu Zhile took it out and took a look, Jing Sheng's number, just before getting off the car, he strongly asked her to save it, and snatched the phone by himself, and changed the note of his real name that Yu Zhile had saved at the beginning to "every day" people who miss you".

She changed it when she was ready to go back.

After answering the call of "the person who misses you every day", Yu Zhile asked on the other side, "Are you home yet?"

"Here we are." Yu Zhile replied.

"Oh—" he deserved to be meaningful, and then asked again: "How did you get back?"

"..."

What was going on with this man in the interrogation posture of a couple, Yu Zhile didn't bother to tell him everything, so he simply didn't speak.

The other side didn't chase after breaking the casserole to ask the end, just said: "From now on, drive me back directly."

"Inconvenient." Yu Zhile immediately vetoed it and walked upstairs.

"You can drive as soon as I tell you to drive." He was annoyed.

Facing his unreasonable troubles, Yu Zhile responded calmly: "Drive your car? Okay, let me go, I have to go out to drive at night."

On the other side, in Zhongshan Square Apartment.

Jing Sheng sat cross-legged on the carpet, holding his mobile phone in one hand, and sliding a well-crafted ship model back and forth on the coffee table with the other, his eyes were obviously bent into crescents, and his mouth was pretending to be serious:

"Don't be a substitute driver, just drive for me in the future."

After saying a word, put the mobile phone away and put it far away, secretly having fun so that she couldn't hear it.

After digesting the excitement, he put the phone back to his ear, pretending to be serious: "You want to pick me up to and from get off work, and you have to come and see me off when I have something to do, you know?"

Yu Zhile frowned, and had objections: "Stay on call at any time? What about the delivery of the cake shop? My friend can't do it alone."

"Your friend, who is it?" Jing Sheng was stunned for a moment, then remembered, oh, the little girl in the cake shop.

It's so fucking annoying, these days, even women want to grab women from him.

"Besides," Yu Zhile took out the key and opened the door: "I still have to earn money, if I cooperate with your schedule all day, I can't do anything."

She was categorical.

"Is it okay for me to pay you?" Jing Sheng replied reflexively.

"No," Yu Zhile walked into the entrance, narrowing his eyes slightly: "After all, I owe you money."

She turned on the light in the room and brought everything back into view: "So, I hope that I can meet your request without affecting the normal life in the past."

Jing Sheng stopped rowing and fell into deep thought.

He seems to have forgotten that this woman still has to earn money.

She was willing to be his driver, but she was just apologizing for her brother's mistakes.

Alas, can't you accept a huge sum of money from him with peace of mind and stay by his side [-]/[-]? Whenever he wants to see her, he can see her, that would be great.

Jing Sheng felt a little regretful, propped his cheek back with one hand, and his tone of voice was no longer as happy as before: "Okay..."

"Then you take me to and from get off work every day, and go out to socialize at night." He raised the condition again, pausing: "But don't drive on behalf of me at night, and I will pay the fee for driving on behalf of me in the future, and I will give it to you."

This is his greatest concession.If Yu Zhile goes on like this, he will definitely meet many drunkards like him. What if that person is better than her in kung fu.

"That's it, there's no need to discuss it. During the day, you can freely control it. You can give it whatever you like." He didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't want to make a loss-making business.

Yu Zhile remained silent, walked back to the table, smoked a cigarette, and put it between his lips.

After lighting the fire, Yu Zhile opened the cigarette, and spit out the green smoke and the answer: "Okay."

Jing Sheng was on the other side, and seemed to have heard a click, the soft sound of a lighter being turned on. He couldn't wait to ask, "Are you smoking?"

Yu Zhile replied without thinking, "Yeah."

On the other end of the call, be quiet for a while.

The man suddenly suggested solemnly: "I haven't seen you smoking for a long time, take a photo and send it to see?"

Yu Zhile immediately hung up the phone.

The next day, in the morning.

The entire reflective wall of the tall buildings clearly reflects the movement of the flowing clouds and reflects the light of the early sun.

After nine o'clock, Yu Zhile arrived at Zhongshan Square.

She called Jing Sheng, who answered very quickly with a smile on her face: "Good morning."

"Well," Yu Zhile replied, "I'm here, are you okay?"

"Okay, of course." At the dining table, Jing Sheng drank the remaining half cup of milk in one go, went to the cloakroom, and neatly put on the freshly ironed coat.

He picked out a famous watch and put it on in front of the full-length mirror before he walked out of the bedroom. The aunt handed over the briefcase. Jing Sheng took it, held it high, thought for two seconds, and suddenly thought of something.He snapped his fingers, and complained to the other end of the phone, "Hurry up and pick me up. The documents are very heavy today, and I can't carry them by myself."

The tandem, the very different expression changes, and the realistic interpretation of the scene made the aunt standing on the side dumbfounded.

"Okay." Yu Zhile responded and hung up the phone.

When she got out of the elevator, Jing Sheng was already at the door, waiting for her leisurely.

"Where's the stuff?" Yu Zhile asked.

Jing Sheng weighed the briefcase: "This is it."

"..." Yu Zhile couldn't understand for a moment: "A heavy file?"

Jing Sheng nodded quite positively: "Well, there are very important documents inside, very important."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't hold back his laughter, hahaha, he was overjoyed.

Yu Zhile glanced at him, helplessly, stretched out a hand: "Give it to me."

"I'll do it myself," the man withdrew his hand carrying the bag instantly, "How can I ask a woman to carry the bag for me?"

Yu Zhile took a deep breath: "So why did you ask me to come up?"

"Did I see you earlier, I'll give you a second look." He spoke bluntly without any scruples.

Looking into his blunt and bright eyes, Yu Zhile withdrew his gaze and stepped forward.For some reason, she felt that the road ahead was a bit long, with no end in sight.

After getting into the car, Jing Sheng still sat in the passenger seat.

You know, he used to like to stay in the back seat, because there was enough space for him to stretch out.

But now, he has moved on and fell in love with the co-pilot.

On the road, there is a lot of traffic on both sides, and people come and go.

It was the morning rush hour, so the road was a bit congested, Jing Sheng tilted his body, just like yesterday, quietly watching Yu Zhile driving.

No matter what you do, it is uncomfortable to have someone staring at you.

Yu Zhile asked, "Can you play with your phone?"

"Yes." Jing Sheng obediently took out the phone from his pocket, and raised it to the height of his face, of course, still facing Yu Zhile.

Feeling something was wrong, Yu Zhile twitched her brows slightly: "Are you taking pictures?"

"No, I'm playing with my mobile phone." Jing Sheng replied as a matter of course, he didn't take secret pictures, it's so pleasing to the eye, how can he just take pictures, it should be video.

Yu Zhile couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily reprimanded: "Put it away!"

"Oh," the man tapped the toe of his shoe twice, turned off the camera, put the phone back, and muttered deliberately aggrieved: "You let me play with my phone..."

Yu Zhile's teeth itch: "..."

this person……

She should have known the vicious nature of being a bitch, a slut, and a faceless under the surface of his smiling face.

After all, when I first met him, he was like this. He who didn't know each other at that time should be the most real him.

Later, Yu Zhile gradually got used to his spiritually polluting gaze.

All the way without incident, we arrived at the underground parking lot of Jingyuan Building.

Yu Zhile found the parking space, found the empty space with ease, and dumped it in.

He was about to ask Jing Sheng if he could park beside the car, so he turned his eyes and called him, "Jing..."

Before she could say the second word, she immediately fell silent, because the young man had already fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair, with his face still tilted in her direction, but his eyes were closed and he didn't move.

No wonder the second half of the road was so quiet that she had a little room to breathe.

Yu Zhile stopped the car and braked lightly.She glanced at Jing Sheng again, his eyes were still closed, his breathing was steady and long, he seemed to be sleeping soundly, completely defenseless and harmless.

I only set off after nine o'clock, which is much later than most office workers, and I still don't get enough sleep?Yu Zhile was considering whether to wake him up.

She took out her phone, pressed it, and glanced at the time displayed on the screen.

09:55
She looked ahead, took a long breath silently, and decided to let him sleep for another 5 minutes, to make up for the whole thing.

Yu Zhile turned off the fire, leaned back, and slowed down her breathing.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the surface, the entire garage is as quiet as the outside world. Occasionally, there will be a car passing by, making a subtle sound of rubbing the floor.

For a long time, her life seemed to be working hard for a long time, and even a second of rest seemed a luxury, just to maintain the precarious illusion of food, clothing and well-being.

She thought, a few years ago, she would probably be jealous of this person beside her, who was born in an excellent family that she couldn't even dream of. Carefree, heartless.

Some distant thoughts were quickly interrupted by the man's vague ravings:
"Water, give me water..."

Yu Zhile regained consciousness, took out the mineral water bottle from the central cup holder, and handed it to him.

Jing Sheng still didn't open his eyes, and he fumbled wildly with a look of impatience.

Suddenly, he took the woman's hand holding the water.

Yu Zhile was startled, the mineral water bottle dropped from his hand, and rolled onto the floor mat of the co-pilot.

Just as he was about to pull out his hand, Jing Sheng had already switched hands, holding hers tightly, and was still murmuring indistinctly, urging: "Hey...water, why don't you give it to me? I……"

Of course, the eyes are still closed, and the voice is half asleep, and it really looks like that.

Yu Zhile sneered, and continued to pull her hand back, but unexpectedly he pulled it even tighter, and held it there, refusing to let go.

The man's lips were already smiling, and he admitted his crooked thoughts and bad intentions:
"Don't move, just pull for a while, three seconds, just a while."

Yu Zhile stared at him intently, his eyes turned cold, and his emotions were getting closer to his bottom line little by little.

I probably think that women are no longer struggling and less resistant.The corners of Jing Sheng's lips turned up even more, and he still said lazily, like talking in sleep:

"Three seconds, I count..."

"One second, one point zero one second, one point zero..."

Swish.

Yu Zhile withdrew his hand suddenly, his fingers were empty, and almost caused him to rush forward and fall.

oops.

Jing Sheng opened his eyes, looked at Yu Zhile who was already showing sullen expression, and couldn't help picking his lips.This woman is really difficult to deal with.

However, he likes it.

(End of this chapter)