Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

He reached out and clasped her wrist, pushing her against the wall under the warm yellow light.

"Yao Rong, you have to believe me, I will definitely do what I say." Zhuo Shu's voice revealed the man's mood at the moment.

Yao Rong turned away, smiled softly, put his arms around his shoulders, and said softly: "My mother thinks that I will definitely be happy in this life, and I promised her."

"But when I met you, I was a little scared, and my life was in a mess." Yao Rong's voice was trembling. She was silent for a long time, then she looked up at him and said, "I want to love you, but being a mistress makes me really uncomfortable." I can’t get over that hurdle in my heart.”

"It would be too immoral to say that we are going to hurt others when we are together." Yao Rong said that when her parents were alive, they always told her to be kind and not to hurt others.

Yao Rong raised her head slightly, her hair stuck to her cheeks, her eyes were red, and she looked at Zhuo Shu, her voice was choked, her lips were curled up, and her shoulders were trembling.

"Yao Rong." Zhuo Shu clasped her shoulders with his big palm and hugged her.

"Rong Rong, I'm a man. I shouldn't have made you sad. I'm so sorry! I didn't expect that I would make you sad again." He said in a deep voice.

It's obvious that you have to suppress your emotions, which is something no one wants.

It's easy to say, but it's really difficult to deal with.

Zhuo Shu lowered his body slowly and squatted on the opposite side.

"Zhuo Shu, let's separate and calm down for a while, okay?" Yao Rong leaned against the wall and looked at Zhuo Shu and asked. She needed time to think quietly.

"I don't want to separate, and I don't need to calm down. If it doesn't work out, how about we get married?" Zhuo Shu said in a deep voice. He knelt down and inspected her wounds.

Seeing her like this, Yao Rong was stunned. He looked at Zhuo Shu squatting on the ground, thinking that his wound hurt.

"Zhuo Shu!" Yao Rong raised her head, water sprayed on her face, and she kept shaking her head.

Zhuo Shu held her calf with his generous palms.

Yao Rong reached out and grabbed the man's short black hair.

"Rong Rong, you must believe that I can do it." Zhuo Shu said in a deep voice, looking at her with blurred eyes.

He leaned forward, pressed his face closely against hers, and raised his head.

"Zhuo Shu, I'm still scared." Yao Rong whispered, but reached out and hugged Zhuo Shu tightly.

Zhuo Shu's blurred eyes and hoarse voice said: "As long as your heart is firm, nothing is scary."

Yao Rong stood there and Zhuo Shu knelt in front of her. They looked at each other and smiled at each other.

"Let's go, now that you've thought about it, let's go have a drink?" Yao Rong whispered. She reached out and grabbed Zhuo Shu and pulled him up with force.

"Bang" Zhuo Shu was lifted up by her, and Yao Rong pushed him to one side hard.

Yao Rong pushed him aside and pressed his shoulders hard.

"Drink a drink with me, and I won't come home until I'm drunk tonight." Yao Rong whispered, and now she felt like something was stuffed in her heart, which was very congested.

She turned around and walked out, turned around and opened the wine cabinet, looked at the wine, and reached for two bottles.

Zhuo Shu looked at her figure. He raised his head silently and strode towards her. However, he saw Yao Rong turning around, throwing it towards him and saying, "Catch it."

After receiving a bottle of wine, Zhuo Shu took it to the side and sat down.

"What's the point of drinking?" Zhuo Shuo said in a deep voice. He poured it into his mouth, strode up to her, stretched out his hand to hold her there, and watched Yao Rong take a few sips, his face flushed.

She wanted to speak, but he held her waist and Yao Rong's calf, picked her up and threw her on his shoulders.