The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 439 Infatuation 7

   "What are you looking at? I haven't seen it before." Shi Wei's mouth was stubborn, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was caught even tighter.

   Zheng Xingzhou suddenly leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips gently.

   There is no ambiguity and ambiguity.

   A very clean kiss.

   is more heart-pounding than ever.

  The ground is covered with soft snow, and it has been stepped on a lot. The footprints are messy, extending to different distances. In front of the unit building in the old building area, Shi Wei stopped: "Just here."

   Zheng Xingzhou glanced at her and said lightly, "Send you up."

   He stepped on the steps and walked up. There were some mottled walls on both sides of the stairs, which had a sense of age. The sensor light was not on.

   "Zheng Xingzhou." Shi Wei was silent for a while, her fingertips getting cold after being exposed for a long time, she put it in her pocket to keep warm, and said in silence, "Let's forget it."

   The figure walking above stopped, turned around, and looked down at her.

   "You just think I can't afford to play, and don't come again in the future."

   Shiwei couldn't guess what he was thinking, but it didn't matter anymore, her eyes were slightly curved, smiling in the cold winter, like a blooming rose in the ice and snow.

   In this game for adults, Shi Wei entered the game once, but how could he be planted a second time.

   Zheng Xingzhou looked at her when he heard this, and seemed to tut impatiently, and kicked open the soda can that someone had thrown down in the stairwell.

The sound of    was a bit loud, causing the sensor light to light up, pouring out a dim halo, and he stood there, looking down at her.

   "Vivi, you don't know my purpose now, do you?"

He walked down step by step, and when he stepped on the steps, he made a sound of footsteps that were neither light nor heavy, which amplified infinitely in the silence. The handrail supporting the stairs.

   "I'm chasing you."

   The breathing is a little closer, and the aggressiveness is very heavy, especially in the narrow corridor space, making people a little breathless.

   He was much taller than her, and Shi Wei had to look up at him: "What kind of pursuit?"

   "Girlfriend," he said, "the only one."

   This kind of thing, pretending not to understand is boring.

   "I have no plans to fall in love right now."

   "You will have."

   Shi Wei held back his anger: "Have you always been like this?"

   "Which?"

   "I don't care about others at all, just do what I want."

   "I only know that what I want is in my hands."

"I want you."

   These four words, Zheng Xingzhou gave the answer without the slightest hesitation.

   landed in the corridor with only two people.

The    light went out, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

   His eyes were scorching.

   There is nowhere to run.

   Shi Wei didn't like the feeling of being controlled by others, and her tone became cold, "Then let me make it clearer, it's not that I have no plans to fall in love, but I have no plans to—talk to you!"

   "It's okay." He said generously, "I'll chase you."

   Shi Wei found that she really couldn't make sense with Zheng Xingzhou, she was extremely irritable, and spoke harshly.

   "Don't you understand what I'm saying?! I don't want to see you, I don't even want to see you, you're really annoying!"

   The atmosphere was short and quiet.

   He did not speak.

   Shi Wei realized that what she said was a bit cruel, but she didn't want to remedy it, and the corners of her lips were tensed and cold.

   "You really don't want to see me?"

"Um."

  Zheng Xingzhou seemed to laugh, the meaning was unclear, he said yes, uncharacteristically did not continue to say anything, and took her to the seventh floor, when it was useless Shi Wei said, and left directly.

   From beginning to end, calm to panic.

   I don't know if it was Shi Wei's illusion, but he felt that his back was a little lonely in the dark, and gradually faded away,

   What a hell.

  Since that day, Shi Wei really didn't see Zheng Xingzhou again, for seven days in a row, there was no news, it was like dividing different worlds.

   seems like never before.

When    Zheng Xingzhou was pestering her, she felt impatient, and now Wei Wei felt inexplicably weird when he left.

   I can't tell what this feeling is, but every time I go home and look at the empty corridor, the feeling becomes more and more obvious.

   Mingming also walked by himself before.

   So a habit is really a terrible thing, especially when this habit is suddenly withdrawn, and what is even more terrible is that this habit is formed silently.

   On the second day of going home, Shi Wei found that the sensor lights in the corridor of the community had been changed. They were new and very easy to use.

   She asked the property, and the property said it was sponsored by someone without leaving her name.

   Although Shi Wei guessed who it was.

   heard the news from Zheng Xingzhou again, seven days later.

   The law firm was working overtime that day, and Shi Wei was talking to someone when she suddenly received a WeChat message from Zheng Xingzhou. To be precise, it was sent by an assistant.

  【Miss Shi, Mr. Zheng is drunk, can I trouble you to come over. 】

   Shi Wei is inexplicable, what does it have to do with Zheng Xingzhou being drunk?

  【Can I burn incense for him in the past? 】

  【It seems impossible. 】

  【Then what did I do in the past? 】

   After the other party sent a picture, Shi Wei glanced at it, her eyes narrowed.

   The photo is a little blurry. The place is in a bar, the light and shadow are blurred and chaotic, and the lights are feasting. The men and women who appear in the camera can't match the figure lying in front of the bar, and the atmosphere is a bit depressing and ambiguous.

  The man was sitting on a high stool with long legs on the ground, and he could see a back figure. His upper body was casually lying on the bar, his suit was casually thrown aside, he was only wearing a shirt, and he looked like he was drunk.

Next to   , there were dozens of empty wine glasses and a half-drinked bottle of golden whiskey.

   pointed his slender fingers out of the mirror, and held the wine glass loosely. The joints were full of abstinence, and the pale blue tendons lurked under the fair skin, which was clearly sexy.

The photographer seemed to be standing a little far away, and his face could not be seen clearly on the screen. He could only distinguish his exceptionally superior back in the crowd and the light, as well as his thin and **** fingers, which set off a gripping loneliness in the blurred atmosphere. .

   Immediately afterwards, the assistant sent a voice over and complained.

"Miss Shi, you are the only one who can help me now. Mr. Zheng kept calling your name after he was drunk. He wanted to see you, but he refused to leave! He has a bad stomach, and if he drinks it, he will die. I can't do anything about it. I just came to see you, can you take the time to come and have a look?"

   Shi Wei paused for two seconds and replied: [It's useless to find me, you can do it yourself. 】

After   , she turned off the phone.

   When Chang He Qia walked up to her, he glanced at the chat page without leaving a trace, and said gently, "Weiwei, are you still in touch with President Zheng?"

   Shi Wei frowned: "This is my private matter."

  He said helplessly: "I'm just worried about you." After a pause, he seemed to be unsure whether to say it or not, so he thought about it.

   "I heard that his father has already started looking for a marriage partner for him. The lady from the Wang family will come over in the next few days. Do you think someone like Zheng Xingzhou, whose interests are paramount, will refuse for you?"

   "Why are you telling me this?" Shi Wei looked at him, "I have an idea about my business."

  Chang and Qia raised their hands to rub her head, but Shi Wei avoided them. He was a little disappointed and withdrew his hands as if nothing had happened.

   Shi Wei nodded, the phone rang, she looked down at the message sent by the other party, it was a two-second voice, she opened it, and a low voice came out of the receiver.

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  Betting on ten packs of spicy sticks, is the star really drunk or fake? Remember to vote, kids~

   (end of this chapter)