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

Lin Zhiyi stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes.

He raised his hands, grabbed the back of the collar and pulled it forward, and the pullover was instantly taken off, revealing his tight body hidden under the clothes.

Because the arms are raised, the muscles on the waist and abdomen are also affected, and each muscle is clearly defined without a trace of fat.

Lin Zhiyi was a little stunned, and suddenly a sweater hit her in the face.

Gong Chen leaned against the table and glanced at Lin Zhiyi playfully: "Didn't you see enough that night? If you don't want to get sick, go inside and change."

Lin Zhiyi's face turned red, and she grabbed her sweater and rushed into the small compartment and lowered the curtain.

Afterwards, neither of them spoke, and the only sound in the air was the rustling sound of Lin Zhiyi taking off her clothes.

Gong Chen took out a cigarette and when he lowered his eyes to light it, his gaze was caught by the figure on the curtain.

When Lin Zhiyi took off her turtleneck and raised her arms, her curvy figure was exposed.

Hazy, graceful figure.

She is a bright and beautiful woman. She doesn't need to make any effort. She can wrap around every cell of a man like a vine, with just the right charm to seduce him.

Gong Chen's lighter was hot, so he lit the cigarette and took a deep puff.

Through a thin layer of white mist, I watched the person behind the curtain making small movements.

Lin Zhiyi grabbed another sweater with one hand and slapped the collar twice, as if she was slapping him.

His lips moved slightly and he cursed.

She was now stubborn, bold and courageous, and Gong Chen was sure that all her scoldings were sincere.

Finally, she reluctantly put on her sweater, tugging at it here and there before she finally pulled open the curtain.

Looking at the woman who came out, Gong Chen narrowed his eyes.

His sweater was like a dress to her, it was loose and baggy, and it seemed to cover her up but even more attractive.

Lin Zhiyi said awkwardly: "You can go now."

"Chen Jin hasn't come yet, wait a moment."

Gong Chen casually dusted off the cigarette ash, walked to the wine cabinet and selected a bottle of wine.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at the label and found that it was more expensive than the bottle Song Wanqiu took.

"Drink a little to get rid of the cold."

Gong Chen poured two glasses of wine.

Lin Zhiyi frowned and said alertly: "No, I'm fine...A-choo!"

Gong Chen raised his eyebrows and held the wine glass in front of her.

"You called in sick the next day after you went to the studio? The reason... you fell into the pool while drunk?"

"..."

Lin Zhiyi bit her lip, glared at him, picked up the wine and drank it.

As the wine slid down her throat, a surge of heat rose up, and her face turned red all of a sudden, making her lips look rosy and moist.

The black hair fell on her lips as she moved, fluttering with her rapid breathing, with a kind of beauty that was on the verge of breaking.

To be ravaged.

Gong Chen's eyes darkened, and the hand holding the cigarette lifted up the strand of hair, tucked it behind her ear, pinched her earlobe, and his fingertips slid down to the kiss mark he left.

"Did the dog bite it?"

Sure enough I heard it!

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, feeling the momentum in front of her slowly subsiding.

Her body trembled slightly and she tried to slap his hand away, but he grabbed her wrist with his other hand and pressed it behind her back.

She had to straighten her body and meet his eyes. Those deep, dark eyes seemed to be soaked in ink, bottomless.

The only thing I can see is my struggle in his eyes.

Lin Zhiyi knew that she was no match for him, so she took the opportunity to grab the bottle of expensive red wine on the table.

"Uncle, let me go, or your wine will be ruined. It's not easy to collect such expensive wine."

She raised her eyes again and met his.

He narrowed his dark eyes, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I don't like threats."

He didn't even look at the wine and just threw it down.

Lin Zhiyi was startled, and was unexpectedly pulled in front of him, with their lips almost touching.

Gong Chen said hoarsely: "It's a unique product, I have to taste it carefully."

"You... um."

The domineering kiss left Lin Zhiyi no chance to resist.

Their lips pressed together, Gong Chen searched for every inch of alcohol between her lips.

Lin Zhiyi raised her hand to push his chest, but when her palm just touched his skin, she clearly felt his breathing quicken, so she kissed him even harder.

However, this is not enough. After tasting the delicious food, who would be willing to be abstinent?

Gong Chen is also a man.

Lin Zhiyi was carried to the wine table, her sweater pulled up, revealing the whiteness of her legs.

Gong Chen's hand touched her skin.

Lin Zhiyi was thinking about how to push him away when his cell phone rang.

Gong Chen propped himself up unhappily and scanned the number before answering.

"Chen Jin."

"Third Master, Miss Song accidentally slipped while going to the bathroom. She used her injured hand to support herself on the ground and said it hurt so much. I've called an ambulance to take her to the hospital."

"Send a set of clothes to the wine cellar."

"Wine cellar? Yes."

Soon, Chen Jin came, glanced at the two of them, immediately lowered his head to hand over clean clothes, and then walked out.

Gong Chen went behind the curtain to change his clothes.

Lin Zhiyi quickly jumped off the table and pulled her clothes on.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Gong Chen's figure. She was just changing clothes...

When Lin Zhiyi thought of that scene, her face turned redder than when she was drunk.

Gong Chen changed his clothes and put his windbreaker on her: "Come with me to the hospital."

Lin Zhiyi retorted: "No, I'll go back by myself."

Gong Chen was not discussing, but stating. He did not give Lin Zhiyi any chance to resist and directly pulled her into the car.

On the way to the hospital.

Lin Zhiyi sat quietly, not understanding why Gong Chen insisted that she come to the hospital.

I glanced at him and saw him with his head down, quickly scrolling through his phone.

Upon closer inspection, the phone screen was filled with orthopedic and neurologists.

It was arranged for Song Wanqiu.

Lin Zhiyi withdrew his gaze and looked out the car window.

I didn't feel bad at all, probably because I had known about Gong Chen's feelings for Song Wanqiu for a long time.

I just felt like there was something stuck in my throat.

Yet I feel powerless.

She didn't understand why Gong Chen was holding on to her.

……

hospital.

Lin Zhiyi did not enter the ward, and Gong Chen did not even notice that she did not enter.

Standing at the door, he watched Song Wanqiu pitifully throw herself into Gong Chen's arms.

"Third Master, I'm so scared."

"I called a specialist to come for a face-to-face consultation."

Gong Chen patted Song Wanqiu on the back, which seemed particularly warm and gentle from Lin Zhiyi's perspective.

How rare.

When Lin Zhiyi withdrew her gaze, she met Song Wanqiu's smug eyes.

Then she rubbed Gong Chen's chest affectionately.

Lin Zhiyi didn't want to watch anymore, so he turned around and sat on the chair at the door.

Song Wanqiu's voice continued.

"Third Master, can you accompany me?"

"Ah."

These two sentences are very familiar to Lin Zhiyi.

In his previous life, no matter what happened, as long as Song Wanqiu said this, Gong Chen would always agree.

Lin Zhiyi leaned against the wall with her head up, and suddenly, Chen Jin was standing a few steps away.

"Ms. Lin, the Third Master asked me to take you for a physical examination."

"Need not……"

Before he could finish his words, Lin Zhiyi fell down.

"Miss Lin!"

A figure ran over. Lin Zhiyi didn't see it clearly, but thought it must be Chen Jin.

When she woke up again, she was on an IV drip. She was soaked and had been blown by the wind, so she still had a fever.

But it wasn't serious. After one bottle of drip, my body temperature returned to normal.

I'm afraid I can't go back even today.

Lin Zhiyi saw that the drip was almost running out, so she propped herself up and prepared to call the nurse.

At this moment, the door opened.

Song Wanqiu walked in with his arm wrapped in a bandage.

"Lin Zhiyi, I underestimated you. You have so many despicable tricks."

"What a shame. So what? You will never be able to show up."