Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

She touched the suit she had just put on, and with a little force, she squeezed out the water.

She just put it on, how could there be so much water?

Lin Zhiyi turned to look at Gong Chen. His left half was completely wet, and his shirt stuck to his body, outlining the desirable lines.

what happened?

While driving, Gong Chen asked the driver to turn on the heater and tapped the rear screen twice.

Lin Zhiyi, whose body was originally cold, felt warmth coming from all directions, even under her buttocks.

She lowered her head, really not understanding Gong Chen's intention.

After many twists and turns, she was finally brought back to her previous apartment by Gong Chen.

"Go take a shower." Gong Chen took a pair of ladies' slippers from the cabinet and gave them to Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi took a look and immediately remembered Gong Chen’s daily necessities in Song Wanqiu’s apartment.

These must be Song Wanqiu's slippers.

"I don't wear them."

Lin Zhiyi walked inside barefoot. The floor was so cold that she wanted to walk on tiptoe.

Gong Chen looked at her walking on tiptoe, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said nothing.

Lin Zhiyi hid in the bathroom and sneezed twice before calming down.

Thinking about the upcoming competitions, she must not get sick at the critical moment, so she quickly took a hot bath.

After taking a shower, she realized that she didn't even have a towel, bathrobe or any clothes.

She stood there naked for a few seconds.

If she puts on wet clothes again, not only will she have washed them in vain, but the alternating hot and cold temperatures will make her more susceptible to illness.

Lin Zhiyi raised her eyes and stared at the bathroom door, and called out reluctantly, "Uncle."

"..."

No one paid any attention to her.

"Uncle!" She raised her voice a little higher.

"..."

Still no one paid any attention to her.

She suspected Gong Chen did it on purpose!

Lin Zhiyi glanced at the mobile phone on the sink, hesitated for a long time, and dialed Gong Chen's number.

"Hmm? You don't want to call me?"

His voice was low and hoarse, with a kind of unintentional teasing.

Lin Zhiyi was confused and said vaguely: "No... and more..."

"What?" Gong Chen asked with a hint of amusement.

"No...no bath towel."

"Can't hear clearly."

"No bath towel! Nothing at all!" Lin Zhiyi said gritting his teeth.

Outside.

Gong Chen was sitting on the sofa with his upper body naked, smoking, and glanced at the clothes folded beside him.

Through the white mist, a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He was wondering what Lin Zhiyi would look like wearing these clothes?

Gong Chen remembered everything that happened that night again. He had never had any interest in women.

Being in a high position, he knows very well what he can touch and what he cannot touch.

Even though Song Wanqiu had been with him for so many years, he didn't want to touch her until they got married.

The only time he admitted defeat was with Lin Zhiyi.

Although Lin Zhiyi gave the drug, it was true that... he got addicted to it.

"Uncle?"

On the other end of the phone, Lin Zhiyi called out, his voice sounded anxious, yet numb.

Gong Chen's ears itched for a moment, he twisted the cigarette into the ashtray, stood up and said, "Open the door."

Soon.

Lin Zhiyi carefully opened a crack in the door, stretched out an arm and took the clothes from Gong Chen's hand.

The top one is... men's underwear?

"Uncle, why are you putting this on me?"

"Isn't it weirder that I have a lady's? A new one."

Gong Chen was leaning against the door frame. Although only half of his body was exposed, his physique was still imposing.

Especially when he is shirtless, his whole body exudes a strong and dangerous aggression compared to the abstinence when he is wearing a suit.

Lin Zhiyi looked at the underwear: "I, I don't want it."

He was deliberately humiliating her.

Why not just give her a pair of Song Wanqiu's women's pants?

Gong Chen narrowed his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be stained with dark ink, deep and bottomless. He looked at her quietly, as if he wanted to eat her.

Finally, he said dumbly: "Then you stay empty."