Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Zhu Xia opened her eyes wide, looked up at He Lianzhou's face, and heard him say, "I'll take you there."

At dusk, there were many people walking in and out of the hospital lobby, and the two of them stood out and attracted a lot of attention.

"No need." Zhu Xia tried her best to keep her voice steady, but when she spoke her voice still sounded a little strange... She guessed that it was because she had been on call for a long time and did not get enough rest.

He Lianzhou looked at her tired eyes, strode forward, grabbed her wrist, pulled her and turned away.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Zhu Xia didn't expect that he would grab her in public. She panicked and pushed his hand away with her other hand.

He Lianzhou didn't let go and glanced at her sideways.

Their eyes met and Zhu Xia immediately understood what he meant.

If you don't want to hold hands, then carry me.

Zhu Xia knew that He Lianzhou could do it, so she withdrew her hand that was trying to push him away.

She didn't struggle, but he held her hand even tighter.

He Lianzhou held Zhu Xia in one hand and her cell phone in the other, and pulled her out of the hospital building.

The man was tall and had long legs, and he took big steps. Zhu Xia was walking a little fast, but he seemed to realize this and slowed down his pace.

The silver car stopped outside the door. There were a lot of people at the moment, and with the luxury car and the handsome men and beautiful women, many people looked at them.

Even though he told her that she didn't owe him anything and told her not to feel guilty, some things happened and she couldn't pretend nothing had happened.

If someone else came to pull her today, Zhu Xia would definitely not compromise.

Guilt is one thing, and this man's recklessness is another.

Zhu Xia was a little angry and tried to break free from He Lianzhou's restraints, but she couldn't.

"Don't pull us in public." She glared at him unkindly.

"Let's talk about it first." He Lianzhou was about to stuff her into the passenger seat. Zhu Xia took advantage of his weakening strength to nimbly break free from her restraints, opened the back door, and was about to get in when she suddenly remembered that her cell phone was still in his hand. She moved sideways, snatched it from him, and then sat in the back seat in one go.

Both hands are empty.

He Lianzhou was slightly startled, and seemed to hum and laugh faintly.

Zhu Xia originally wanted to annoy He Lianzhou. She thought that such a powerful man must have never been used as a driver by anyone...except her.

But she hadn't shown it before, and now that it was so obvious that she treated him as her driver, he would definitely be angry and want to strangle her to death.

Even if he didn't strangle her to death, he would have thrown her on the side of the road.

However, Zhu Xia, who was sitting in the car, saw He Lianzhou outside the car and waved calmly.

After recruiting, he turned around, opened the back door, and got in slowly.

Zhu Xia suddenly remembered that he had many bodyguards and followers hiding in the dark.

As expected, a muscular man in ordinary clothes walked over neatly and said respectfully, "Mr. He."

"Drive." He Lianzhou uttered these two words lightly.

Zhu Xia felt a headache when he thought about how this farce was seen by everyone else.

Suddenly she saw the car's fender slowly rising, and her drunken and confused memories came to her mind, and her hand almost immediately went to the door handle.

The car door is locked.

Zhu Xia turned her head and looked warily at the man beside her who was staring at her leisurely.

"What are you doing?" Because she was concerned about the driver, she lowered her voice, so her displeasure turned into eyes, and her bright eyes were fixed on him.

The car started, and He Lianzhou said slowly: "I'll take you home."

"I said I don't need it."

"I don't accept your needlessness."

"..."

Zhu Xia prided himself on being calm and composed, but he never expected that he would still be disturbed by him.

She had just finished her shift and was sitting in the soft seat, her body fatigue flooding out. She stood far away from him, her head against the car door, picking up her cell phone to look at it.

[The Iron Triangle of Business] There is new news in the group.

Lin Jiayue: "Sumer, do you want to attack?"

Zhu Xia: "Not chicken, but duck."

Li Baize: "Welcome to the Duck Sword Club."

Lin Jiayue: "Hahahaha."

Zhu Xia touched his arm and suddenly remembered something. He glanced at He Lianzhou on the other side and his eyes slowly moved down. He could still see his strong waist through the ink-black shirt.

How do you still have abdominal muscles when you are so busy at work?

Zhu Xia pinched the soft flesh of her arm, feeling quite envious and jealous.

How come she doesn't have it?

When Zhu Xia was studying and working abroad, she found that many of her classmates and colleagues lived healthy lives, with muscular calves and arms. Their figures might not conform to the aesthetic of being white, thin and young, but they were not ugly at all. They were beautiful.

He Lianzhou's muscles are not exaggerated, and his abdominal muscles have smooth lines, combining strength and beauty.

She had asked him how he practiced before, and he said... Zhu Xia recalled carefully, he did not answer her, but...

Zhu Xia braked in time and pulled back his consciousness.

This man used to be very good at seducing her.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xia was not so depressed anymore.

Just take her into the car, it's better than taking her into bed.

The car door was hard and it was uncomfortable to rest your head on it. Zhu Xia moved and sank into the soft leather seat.

It’s so comfortable, she sighed silently.

The air inside the car is clean, with a faint fragrance that is refreshing.

Zhu Xia's frowning brows relaxed. She held her phone in both hands and replied to the message.

Zhu Xia: "Tomorrow afternoon is fine."

Lin Jiayue: "Then let's go fencing tomorrow afternoon?"

Zhu Xia: "OK."

Li Baize: "Sumer's flight the day after tomorrow?"

Zhu Xia was about to type "No, it's the day after tomorrow", but she quickly came to her senses. Her mind was not clear, and she almost forgot that she had been on duty in the hospital for a day and a night.

Zhu Xia: "Yes, the day after tomorrow."

She looked at the new message that popped up in the dialog box, raised her eyes and glanced out the window inadvertently, and found that it was not the way back to Yangriju.

Zhu Xia turned to look at He Lianzhou, wanting to ask him where he was taking her, but found him leaning leisurely on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

Even in a relaxed posture, she still looks pleasing to the eye and has outstanding manners.

Zhu Xia wanted to wake He Lianzhou up, so she moved closer to him.

Half a minute ago, the distance between them could accommodate two people. Now, even 0.4 people can't squeeze in.

Zhu Xia stretched out two fingers and pushed He Lianzhou's shoulder, "Wake up..."

Before he could finish his words, he tilted his head towards her and slowly rested it on her shoulder.

The sudden heaviness made Zhu Xia lean back. Looking at the man's neat short hair, she was a little confused.

"Hey?"

No response.

Zhu Xia held his head with one hand and gently touched his face with the other.

"He Lianzhou? He Lianzhou?"

He didn't move.

Zhu Xia was about to reach out to feel his pulse and check his vital signs, but He Lianzhou took the lead and held her hand.

He spread out her fingers easily.

The man's big hand completely covered her hand, held it for two seconds, then slid between her fingers and interlocked theirs.

A moment ago, Zhu Xia was still worried about He Lianzhou's physical condition.

The next second, her hand was his own.