Chapter 1095

The door opened. Before he could wait, he said, "wait a minute."

Single Qian foot has stepped out, smell speech, took back, turned to look at him, "still have something?"

Z Yan hands holding the steering wheel, visual front, did not look at her, said: "sorry."

"What?"

"It's about the planning, and it's about the venue."

Leng for a while, she really did not expect, Z speech will apologize to himself.

"Never mind, never mind, Mr. Z Yan, you really don't need to..."

"You

Z speech suddenly fierce toward her to see come over, that kind of vision, sharp and gloomy.

She was stunned.

No, what's wrong with you?

What's wrong with him again?

Z words breathing heavy, holding the steering wheel fingers tight, fingertips white, blue veins burst on the back of the hand.

She didn't dare to breathe and looked at her nervously.

I scared her.

He scared her.

Take a deep breath and try to adjust your mood.

"I'm sorry, I'm not being mean to you. I... " After a pause, Z Yan looked at Qian and said, "why do you call Wenxu?"

“？？？”

What's wrong with this?

"Didn't I give you my personal number?"

“……”

"And why do you always call me Mr. Z Yan? Didn't I tell you that my name is Jiang Yan? "

“……”

So, so it is.

She burst out laughing.

Why, why is he so naive.

"That's it?"

She said with a faint smile.

Her expression, said so when the expression, let Z words inexplicable uncomfortable.

Originally, he thought it was a very serious matter, but how could he feel that he was making trouble for nothing with her?

"That's it." Every word he says.

She looked up at him and said, "sorry, I'm not used to calling you Jiang Yan. But if you want, I'll call it that. There's also a phone call. Because it's business, I contacted Mr. Wen. "

"That is to say, you will call me for personal matters?" Z Yan asked.

His focus, how is it here?

Single Qian face his bright eyes, really can't say, I don't have private affairs to look for you this kind of words.

All right.

Before, Z Yan was the God in her heart, which could not be touched and could only be seen from afar.

But after a while of contact, he has now completely stepped down from the altar.

It turns out that the great God is the same as ordinary people.

No.

It's more childish than ordinary people.

Like a child.

"Say it." Z Yan is still waiting for her answer.

She can only perfunctorily say, "well."

"All right, you go back."

Having solved the major problems in mind, Z Yan is now starting to rush people.

Shan Yiqian

Getting out of the car, closing the door, she watched him drive away.

He shook his head in the direction of the car disappearing.

…… In the living room, Zhou Kailiang is wearing home clothes, sitting on the sofa, watching TV.

Hearing the sound coming from the gate, he looked at the time and then at the entrance.

Four eyes are opposite, single Qian feels his heavy pupil in the thick displeasure and sullen gas.

"I'm back."

Three words, extremely cold.

She didn't answer and walked to the bedroom.

As soon as she got in the front foot, he followed in the back foot.

Back hit the wall, pain to tears.

"What are you doing! Are you crazy

He put his hands beside her and bowed his head to her. "How many times have I asked you? How many times have you been late? If I'm used to you, you can do whatever you want, can't you? "

Whatever you want?

If only she could do whatever she wanted.

Then she doesn't have to stay here, she doesn't have to stay with him.

She said nothing at the beginning.

Zhou Kailiang can't stand her cold violence now.

That will make him full of anger, nowhere to vent, and he does not want to be angry, and do something beyond his control, hurt her.

It's strange.

As long as it is to face her, things related to her will consume all his self-control and endurance.

He couldn't stand her indifference, her indifference.

She wasn't like that before.

She only loved him, only saw him, and circled around him every day.

At that time, her enthusiasm was like a fire.It's not the way it is now. It's as cold as an iceberg that hasn't changed for ten thousand years.

He was scared.

No matter how hard I try, I can't warm her heart.

Although, that heart, is cold by his own hands.

"Sissy."

His voice softened and he said, "what do you want me to do, sissy? What can I do to change you back? Huh? As long as you say it, I'll do it. "

"No way."

For a long time, she said coldly, "Zhou Kailiang, we can't go back to the past. Why don't you understand? Why force it? Let me go, let yourself go, won't you? "

A pair of pupil congeals her, week Kai cool anger extremely counter smile.

"What do you want to hear from me? Well

Fingertip sliding, he pinched her jaw, forced up a lift, close to her eyes.

"Listen to me, OK, I'll let you go. Right? You want to hear this, don't you? "

“……”

"If I say, I have to force, I have to force, I have to entangle with you to the end?"

“！”

The hatred in her eyes was too obvious.

Obviously, Zhou Kailiang will also feel heartache.

Laugh at yourself.

But even if I told her that he would be heartbroken, she would not believe it.

"Don't always think about leaving me, sissy. You can't leave me. I won't let you leave me

"Zhou Kailiang, why

Single Qian wry smile, "you so, torture yourself torture me, why?"

"Torture? It's torture that makes you feel alive. " He said, gently stroking her face, "do you understand?"

"I don't understand!" She didn't start with anger.

Zhou Kailiang sighed and held her up.

When he got to the bed, he put her up and knelt down in front of her. He took her hand and put it on her lap.

She didn't want to look at him.

So he stood up a long time later.

"Rest."

The door closed and the room was silent.

She took off all her strength and fell on the bed.

Lying on her back, she stared at the ceiling.

Something, wet, slipped from the corner of her eye.

In fact, she was afraid.

Always push away Zhou Kailiang, always want to escape him, because she is afraid.

Be afraid of your heart.

I'm afraid I still love him.

……

On the day of the successful conclusion of z-yan's painting exhibition, Danxi got drunk.

Leaning on Lin Zhou's shoulder, she kept laughing, which was quite different from when she was awake.

Lin Zhou really saw it.

"Yixi? Yixi? Are you ok? "

"Yes, I am." She sat up straight and squinted, "Lin Zhou, let's drink again! Where's the wine? Wine

"Ouch! My first lady! I can't drink it! "

Lin Zhou rushed over, hugged Shan Qian and rolled his eyes, "Miss, you can't drink any more."

Said, she turned to call Fang Keyi, "editor in chief, a qian can't, we go back first."