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"..."

Sang Zhi's eyes widened and she stared blankly at the cold-looking man on the screen who looked a little off.

"Teacher Sang."

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, his eyes were deep and dark, and his voice was rough and magnetic, unintentionally touching the heartstrings.

Sang Zhi's body stiffened, and she thought about what Zhuo Yijing said on the phone that night, and subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone.

"You want to hang up? Are you afraid of me?"

Zhuo Yijin smiled softly, his voice becoming lower and more charming.

Sang Zhi's fingertips, which were about to place the hang-up button, paused.

She pursed her lips and her voice became colder.

"Afraid of you? Why should I be afraid of you. I'm just going to sleep."

"is it?"

Zhuo Yijing chuckled, her phoenix eyes half-squinted, staring at the innocent and gentle girl on the screen, her eyes calm.

"..."

Sang Zhi remained silent and slowly tightened his palms.

"Teacher Sang."

Zhuo Yijing continued to speak, his voice becoming deeper and hoarse, but also carrying a careless tone, like the sound of a gentle cello, magnetic and sweet, especially clear and attractive in the silent night, making people feel heartbeat for no reason.

Especially, Zhuo Yijing's name for her.

Before, it was all "Miss Sang".

Now, she is always called "Teacher Sang".

"Teacher Sang is really charming at night, with a different kind of beauty." Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes, deliberately lengthened the end of his voice, and said in a lazy tone that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"..."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and rolled her eyes uncontrollably.

"Mr. Zhuo, are you done? I'm hanging up."

She smirked falsely.

"Now, I prefer Teacher Sang to call me 'Ziyue Dad'." Zhuo Yijing chuckled.

Is it immoral to do so?

"you……"

How shameless.

Sang Zhi curled her lips, choked on her words, and looked at the man on the screen with a smile on her face.

"Teacher Sang, do you want to guess what I am doing now?"

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, and his voice that suppressed his smile became a little deeper and colder.

"how could I know."

Why does Zhuo Yijing talk so much nonsense?

"Mr. Zhuo, I'm dead!"

"and many more."

Zhuo Yijin interrupted her unexpectedly.

Sang Zhi frowned and said in a bad tone, "Is there anything else?"

"Teacher Sang, when you video chat with a strange man at night, do you always dress so...sexy?"

Zhuo Yi curled his lips, cleared his throat, and spoke with a half-smile, his eyes as deep as an ancient pool.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked down at the bathrobe she was wearing. Maybe the bathrobe was too wide, and the scenery inside would be exposed when she bent over.

He must have seen it just now...

She moved her lips, and suddenly understood what Zhuo Yijing meant. Her face suddenly turned redder, and she gritted her teeth and glared at him.

"Beasts!"

Sangzhi immediately hung up the phone and threw the "hot" phone aside.

Zhuo Yi admires this well-dressed beast!

Sang Zhi cursed lowly and suddenly lay down on the bed. The little guy beside her moved, and she carefully tucked him in again.

Sang Zhi sighed softly, turned her head and glanced at the little guy who looked similar to Zhuo Yijing, and accidentally thought of him as that man. She thought of her "getting along" with Zhuo Yijing in the past few days, and how that beast treated her. "Up and down" this matter, Sang Zhisheng pinched his eyebrows helplessly, and his dark jade-like eyes darkened.

However, she had no reason to reject Zhuo Yijing.

Because from the beginning, she was the one who invited Zhuo Yijing.

Sang Yun's matter, uncle's matter, and giving Zhou Zheng another house...

The beautiful eyebrows of the mulberry branches are frowning.

Later, Sang Zhi fell asleep with difficulty, only to dream about Zhuo Yijing at midnight. In the dream, Zhuo Yijing turned into a wolf, a snake, and a beast, pressing on her step by step. Staring at her with aggressive eyes, causing her to wake up all the time and unable to sleep peacefully.

Zhuo Yijing is not having a good time here either.

After hanging up the phone, I thought my mood would calm down.

It's just that I had the warm and fragrant nephrite in my arms, and just now I accidentally witnessed the beautiful spring scenery, the heat in my heart became more and more irritating, and I couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning.

Zhuo Yi cursed softly, without turning on the light. He just got out of bed and strode into the bathroom. He turned on the shower, and the cold water hit his body. It seemed that it couldn't wash away the heat in his heart at all. Instead, it became more and more annoying. Girl Jiao A good figure flashed in my mind and gradually became clear.

It seemed that he realized that cold water was useless to him, so he simply stopped suppressing his emotions.

After a long time, Zhuo Yijing walked out of the bathroom. Although his heart and body were still a little hot, he was much better.

He picked up his phone and blew the wind on the balcony for a while, trying to blow away the remaining heat.

It wasn't until the phone screen lit up and Zhuo Yijing lowered his head and glanced down that he calmed down completely, his eyes dark and cold.

……

"Zhizhi, wake up."

Zhuo Ziyue carefully poked Sang Zhi's face with his fingertips.

Sang Zhi was woken up by Zhuo Ziyue, and then she realized that she didn't sleep well last night. She fell asleep just before dawn and almost overslept.

Zhuo Ziyue had an alarm clock on his phone. He was going to stay in bed, but his father had just called and threatened him to get up and go to school.

Zhuo Ziyue had already put on her clothes and put on a new one. It was not the one she washed yesterday. The one she washed was dried and hung by the window yesterday.

Sang Zhi squinted his eyes and looked at the little guy's set of casual children's sportswear, "Ziyue, why did you change your clothes?"

Zhuo Ziyue lowered his head and glanced at his clothes.

"Oh. Dad brought them to me. He heard that my clothes were washed by you and were not dry yet, so he sent me a set."

Zhuo Ziyue explained.

"Oh."

Sang Zhi looked sleepy and nodded with a slight smile.

"It turns out it was sent by your father."

She touched Zhuo Ziyue's face and lay down again.

Suddenly, she stood up suddenly and looked at Zhuo Ziyue blankly.

"What did you say? Your father? He came to give you clothes?"

Sang Zhi tensed up and looked at the little guy with some excitement.

Zhuo Ziyue nodded heavily.

"Yes. Zhizhi, what's wrong with you? You scared me."

Is Zhizhi afraid of her father?

Dad is really fierce and bad sometimes.Zhizhi doesn’t seem to like her father very much.

Where is dad?Does dad like Zhizhi?

I don’t seem to like it very much.

Always preventing him from being with Zhizhi.

If the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not dealt with, is it possible that there is still a relationship between father-in-law and daughter-in-law?

Zhuo Ziyue sighed softly.

"Where is your father? Are you gone?" Sang Zhi's voice was trembling.

What she wanted to hear was Zhuo Ziyue's affirmative answer.

"Dad didn't leave."

"He's waiting for you downstairs, right?" Sang Zhi smiled.

"He is reading the newspaper in the living room. It was he who asked me to wake you up and have breakfast together."

"..."

Zhuo Ziyue's words were like thunder, making her freeze up.

Zhuo Yijing is in the living room?

Sang Zhi closed her eyes without tears, with a look of despair.

The hungry wolf beast in the dream appeared in reality when he opened his eyes.