In the "Tianyuan", Zuo Chen and Ding Luoluo are both opening their closet doors and busy with their own affairs in their respective rooms. Zuo Chen held the documents in his arms and occasionally made a reclining posture on the chair, peering at Ding Luoluo through the passage of the closet. She sat in front of the computer with a small face as cold as ice, as if the fate of the Chinese people was at stake, but in fact, she was just editing sentimental novels. Ding Luoluo, while typing on the keyboard, occasionally raised his eyelids slightly, attempting to peek at Zuo Chen over there. Ding Luoluo felt resentful in his heart: Why was my computer desk pulled straight towards the closet by him? Why is he hiding well over there?
Zuo Chen shouted over there, "Luo Luo, should we go to sleep?" Ding Luo's face turned red. "I'm not tired yet. If you're tired, you can go to sleep first." Zuo Chen leaned back, stretched his neck and poked his head, "I can't sleep alone
Zuo Chen stood up, tossed the documents away, walked through the closet to Ding Luoluo, and reached out his index finger to lift her small face. "Do you want a drink?" Ding Luoluo's coquettishness after getting drunk made Zuo Chen unable to forget. That day, he carried her back to "Tianyuan" from the engagement ceremony between Hao Jun and Yunna, and she threw him onto the bed, unbuttoning him and saying, "I'm so hot, are you too hot
Ding Luoluo pretended to be silly and asked, "What are you drinking? Drinking tea?" Zuo Chen squinted his eyes and shook his head. Ding Luoluo's eyes rolled and he asked, "What should we drink? Drink the northwest wind?" Zuo Chen clasped his hands together, making his joints creak. Ding Luoluo saw this and pulled up his skirt, giggling and hiding in the corner of the wall.
Just as these two were playing the role of two innocent children, childhood sweethearts, Ding Luoluo's door was knocked on. The two of them stood still, and Zuo Chen asked Ding Luoluo, "Who came to find you so late?" Ding Luoluo asked towards the door, "Who?" Jiang Xiao's voice entered the room, "Luoluo, it's me." Ding Luoluo rushed to open the door, not even allowing Zuo Chen to pass through the closet and return to his room to avoid, because she heard Jiang Xiao's voice with a crying tone.
Jiang Xiao threw herself into Ding Luoluo's arms, ignoring whether the neighbors had already fallen asleep in the middle of the night. She let out a howl and said, "Luoluo, Yuan Jie is sorry for me." After howling, Jiang Xiao saw Zuo Chen and said, "You, why are you here
The three of them sat around, and Jiang Xiao said, "Yuan Jie, he, he has another woman outside." Ding Luoluo chuckled and said, "It's impossible, how could it be?" Zuo Chen also chuckled and said, "You also have other men outside? Liang Youqi." The two of them spoke in different voices, and Jiang Xiao was speechless. After a while, both corners of her mouth drooped and she started crying again.
Although Zuo Chen felt that Jiang Xiao, who was crying and howling, had gradually become more ferocious, he still listened to Ding Luoluo's face. Ding Luoluo furrowed his brows and listened earnestly. On that day, Jiang Xiao raided Yuan Jie's design studio and saw Yuan Jie and a woman looking down at the design drawings through the glass window. Jiang Xiao let out a sob, bit her lower lip, and ran back home without disturbing the couple who were pretending to be public servants for personal gain. Yuan Jie, under the pretext of being busy with work, didn't come home for another two days.
Jiang Xiao choked up and said, "Today, today, I called him to ask him to go home and settle down, but it turned out to be a woman who answered." Zuo Chen rubbed his ear and said, "Stop, stop. Miss Jiang, can you stop crying and speak? You stutter, I, I, I can also be infected." Ding Luoluo glared at Zuo Chen, and he stopped. Jiang Xiao continued to stutter, "Well, that woman said, Yuan, Brother Yuan is sleeping. Yuan Jie, he, he's actually sleeping next to other women." Ding Luoluo let out a long breath, and to be fair, she was almost suffocated to death by Jiang Xiao's intermittent breathing.
At this moment, Jiang Xiao's phone jingled and the screen displayed the words "Paint your heart". Zuochen pointed his eyes and said, "Paint your heart? Why is it so familiar? Is it Liang Youqi's online name?" Jiang Xiao nodded without any sign of answering the phone. Ding Luoluo belatedly asked, "Jiang Xiao? Are you really with Brother Liang?" Jiang Xiao remained silent, and Zuo Chen tapped Ding Luoluo's nose tip, "What's so surprising about this
Jiang Xiao's phone fell silent, and Jiang Xiao's people started clamoring again: "Wow, how could this happen? What should I do?" Then, "Paint your heart" called again, tinkling. In an instant, 'Tianyuan' became like a vegetable market.