Dyed

Luo Wenying kicked her legs vigorously, but Mingzheng had great strength and height, after lifting her arms tightly around her, she couldn't touch the ground with her legs, so she was forced to be hugged by him to the sofa.

She simply stopped struggling, and after Ming Zheng put her down, Luo Wenying stepped back from him.

"have you had enough?"

After hearing this, Luo Wenying couldn't help but smile, "What do you mean by that?"

Mingzheng sat down on the sofa with an annoyed expression, the document was still in his hand, Luo Wenying glanced over, "Leave all these things to Xiao Zhu in the future, I think she can be cultivated."

"You want to leave?" Ming Zheng caught some information that might be contained in her words.

Luo Wenying sat on the sofa opposite him, "I don't want to leave Cun Kun yet, at least I am satisfied with the salary, but who knows what will happen in the future? It is impossible for me to die of old age in a company, right?"

Ming Zheng stared fixedly at Luo Wenying, she suppressed the discomfort all over her body, "Is there anything else?"

"I'll sit here."

"Don't you still have a project to talk about? Let's go."

Faced with Luo Wenying's orders to chase away guests several times, Ming Zheng changed his expression, but did not leave.

He looked around, they used to stay in the hotel, even though Luo Wenying's house had visited, they didn't spend the night here.

Mingzheng got up, walked past Luo Wenying with his slender legs, first walked around the living room, and then walked to the study room, the door was open, and there were several small bonsai placed in front of the computer desk, Luo Wenying turned around, seeing that he didn't want anything at all. means to leave.

Mingzheng walked to Luo Wenying's bedroom, and she couldn't help standing up anymore, "What are you doing?"

When the words settled down, Mingzheng had already turned the doorknob and walked in. Luo Wenying followed with a few steps. Mingzheng looked around. Luo Wenying lived an independent life, and the house only hired housekeepers once a week. Compared with those wealthy daughters, It is much better.

The quilt was not folded, but it was spread out neatly on the bed. There was a sofa on the bed, and the arrangement was simple and elegant, which was also like her style.

Ming Zheng opened the curtains, and the air-conditioning was turned on in the room, which was completely different from the hot day outside, as if they were two worlds.

"Have you seen enough?"

Ming Zheng turned around and faced Luo Wenying's aggressiveness. "It's too late to rush there now. You have been in charge of this project, and you are mostly responsible for the mess. I can go back after dinner here."

"Don't put a high hat on me," Luo Wenying walked to Ming Zheng's side, and closed the curtains that he had opened, "What is our relationship, good enough to keep you here for dinner?"

Ming Zheng seemed to be thinking deeply, "Aren't you clear about the relationship we had?"

Humph.

Luo Wenying sneered, before she walked out of Mingzheng's office that day, he said it himself, once she stepped out of that door, it really didn't matter.

"I am not sure."

Mingzheng leaned his back against the wall, turned his handsome face to look at Luo Wenying, "We slept together."

He seemed to be reminding, Luo Wenying's face froze, and then she lowered her head indifferently, but she wanted to avoid Ming Zheng's gaze. The relationship in his mouth turned out to be only this level.

"I know this, and I haven't forgotten it," Luo Wenying stepped on her toes, "but so what, it's all over, isn't there a saying that is good? Any love that is not for the purpose of marriage is a hooligan, besides We have never been in love, at most we played hooligans on each other."

It was the first time Mingzheng heard this, but his heart began to feel uncomfortable. He was not a hooligan, and he never thought of being a hooligan to Luo Wenying.

"You have to think about our relationship that way?"

Luo Wenying's heart was hit hard, because he was hiding someone in his heart unknowingly, everyone could see it, but he still wanted to keep her in the dark?

Luo Wenying didn't answer him, "Let's go, it won't be good if someone comes to see you later."

"Do you have guests tonight?"

Luo Wenying raised her head, "Anyway, my guest is not you."

"Go and cook, I'll go back after dinner."

"You!" Luo Wenying suddenly remembered something, she strode towards the door, Mingzheng saw that something was wrong, and followed her out, and when she walked to the corridor, she smelled a strange smell in her nostrils.

In the kitchen, a ball of fire was raging high, vaguely about to reach the range hood, Luo Wenying rushed to the kitchen anxiously.

Mingzheng caught up with her in a few steps, and grabbed her arm, "Don't go in, it's dangerous."

"No, I have to burn my house down later." Luo Wenying coughed and coughed, and Mingzheng grabbed her with his palm, "Do you want your face to be burned?"

He pushed Luo Wenying behind him, walked into the kitchen a few steps and searched around, then said in a hurried voice, "Where's the pot lid?"

Luo Wenying had never encountered such a fight, she stood at the entrance of the kitchen, "What pot lid?"

"..."

"The lid on the wok."

"I never use pot lids for cooking. I'll look for them." After Luo Wenying finished speaking, she turned around and opened the cabinets in the restaurant. She remembered that the new ones should all come with pot lids, but she was not used to using them, so even the warranty The single and other things are stuffed in the box together.

Luo Wenying hurriedly pulled out all the things in the cabinet, but couldn't find it, so she simply turned the box upside down.

Ming Zheng saw that she was not reliable in finding things, so he had to find a way to put out the fire first, otherwise it would be troublesome if it burned up later.

But there was nothing in front of him that could extinguish the fire. Mingzheng saw the lettuce that Luo Wenying had washed in the vegetable basket on the sink and had not yet poured it into the pot. He stepped forward and poured the vegetables in the basket into the pot. go.

Most of the fire was covered by the vegetables, so Mingzheng turned off the natural gas, but the fire that sprang up again in the pot still had a choking smell of smoke.

Mingzheng shielded his eyes with his arms, and felt a burst of scorching heat coming from his heart.

Luo Wenying strode over with the pot lid that she had finally found, "I found it."

She just stepped into the kitchen, Mingzheng took the things in her hand, and pushed her out again, he covered the pot with the lid, and only then did he extinguish the fire.

Luo Wenying sat at the dining table, her heartbeat would still be violent, she supported her forehead with her palm, looked up at Mingzheng, "Are you okay?"

"fine."

Luo Wenying looked past him at the messy kitchen, "If you hadn't insisted on staying here, would such a thing have happened?"

Ming Zheng closed the kitchen door without saying a word.

Luo Wenying got up and walked to the cabinet, and packed up all the things spread on the floor. Ming Zheng walked past her, and when she looked up, she saw the man's arm, "Wait a minute."

Luo Wenying left the work in hand, Mingzheng did not stop, and walked forward, "It seems that dinner is not finished, I'd better leave wisely."

She caught up with Ming Zheng in a few steps, "Your hand..."

Luo Wenying stretched out her hand, Mingzheng dodged it, she grabbed him in a hurry, Mingzheng groaned in pain, Luo Wenying quickly withdrew her hand. "Send you to the hospital."

"What a big deal."

"Then I'll deal with it for you." Luo Wenying pulled him to the sofa, and she took the home medicine box from the study.

Since it was summer, the splashed oil stains caused several blisters on his arms. It was shocking to his eyes, and there was a piece of burnt red.

The clearness at the bottom of Mingzheng Pool became more and more obvious. Luo Wenying leaned over, dipped a cotton swab into the potion and carefully applied it to him.

"Didn't you want to drive me away?" Ming Zheng stared at the top of her head and said.

Luo Wenying tightly clenched the cotton swab in her hand and did not speak.

"eve."

Luo Wenying looked up at Mingzheng before he spoke, "Go to the hospital and get bandaged, the injury is serious, I'm afraid it will be infected."

Ming Zheng didn't take it seriously, and withdrew his hand.

Luo Wenying was a little annoyed, and she didn't know if it was because of distress or some other reason, but she always felt that her chest was congested and she had nowhere to vent.

She suddenly threw the cotton swab in her hand to the coffee table, and wiped the long streak with light brown liquid medicine, "Who told you to put out the fire like this, you deserve the burn, it's not good to talk about your project properly, you have to come to me to do it." What? Mingzheng, what else is there to talk about between us, who asked you to come to my kitchen and do these messy things?"

The more she talked, the more chaotic and incoherent she became. Luo Wenying tried to calm down, but felt that the air-conditioning in the room seemed to have no effect at all, and her whole body was still hot and dry.

Mingzheng lowered his head and stared at his arm. After a while, after Luo Wenying had completely calmed down, he looked up at her, "I want to talk to you calmly."

"What are you talking about?" Luo Wenying raised her chin slightly.

Mingzheng touched the darkness at the bottom of Luo Wenying's pond. Seeing that he didn't speak, Luo Wenying saw that her question was unnecessary. There's nothing to talk about."

Ming Zheng didn't nod, but he didn't refuse either. He was already thinking about how to answer. He could completely think that Luo Wenying's question must be about Fu Ran.

But with mental preparation and enough time to think about it, will there really be an answer?

"You can let Fu Ran go in your heart, can you only think about me now?"

Luo Wenying blurted out, her tone a bit aggressive, originally she thought it was unnecessary to even ask, but she still wanted to give each other one last chance.

Ming Zheng pursed his thin lips and remained silent for a long time.

Luo Wenying became more and more uncertain.

The pain on the arm corroded inch by inch to the heart. Although it was not heart-piercing, it really existed. Luo Wenying stared at Mingzheng's hand. She would feel pain even looking at the few blisters, but the man's face was silent, just Even the eyebrows were stretched and never tightened.

What kind of past do you have to develop such a forbearing and cautious personality?

After Mingzheng thought about it, he said, "I can't guarantee it."

Luo Wenying's nose began to ache slightly.

"Eve, can you give me some time?"

That's not what Luo Wenying wanted.

time?From the first time she met Mingzheng, to the engagement, she deceived everyone into thinking that they had been husband and wife, and then Mingzheng proposed to dissolve the engagement, then she went to Qiankun, and then...

All kinds of things, the scenes are replayed before my eyes, and when I look back suddenly, it has been several years.

Luo Wenying coldly opened the corners of her lips, but there was a lingering wound on the peak of her eyebrows, "Wait, Mingzheng, I still have a few years of youth to wait for you? Forget it, a clean break is destined to be the relationship between us. the way to go."