Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 1215 I am the driver

  Zong Zhan closed his eyes, feeling like a fool.

  He shook Silo's chin, then took her hand and walked towards the building without a word.

  Behind, Bai Yan's jeep also happened to drive back.

  Two beams of car lights illuminate the outline of the courtyard. Bai Yan saw Shi Luo leaning into Zong Zhan's arms intentionally or unintentionally, and her footing was steady. Looking at her back, she didn't look like a drunk person at all.

  Bai Yan leaned back in the chair and asked, "She is really drunk?"

  Su Moshi held his forehead and smiled without saying a word.

  ……

  Upstairs, Shi Luo followed Zong Zhan into the room very quietly.

   Turned on the light, and the white shirt behind the man was stained with blood red again.

   Xi Luodi pulled his head and walked forward. After three or two steps, he hit Zong Zhan's back.

  The man suddenly turned around and looked at her confused appearance, his cold heart collapsed inexplicably.

  He lifted the woman's chin and looked at it carefully with the light. Good-looking is good-looking, but it’s not unheard of to look better than her.

  But just such a poisonous and cunning woman makes him very worried.

  Even if she knew that she had had many men, even if she knew that she was extremely open-minded, she still fell uncontrollably in those eyes full of cunning.

  Zong Zhan lowered his head and wanted to kiss her, but when his lips were less than a piece of paper apart, Shi Luo opened his mouth and said, "Your family is really poor."

   "Knowing that it is my home, would you still dare to come back with me?"

   "What should I do then." Shi Luo patted his face in anguish, "Who makes the driver beautify?"

  Zong Zhan: "..."

  He is so glad that it is not Bai Xiaolong who is driving tonight.

  Otherwise, now he might have interrupted all three of Bai Xiaolong's legs.

   Xi Luo looked up at Zong Zhan, a moment of sobriety appeared in the lighted eyes, but before Zong Zhan could see clearly, her legs softened and she threw herself into his arms.

  The man habitually stretched out his hand to catch her, and Silo rubbed his head in his arms, "Let my sister hug."

  They never hug seriously.

  Even if it is a fight, it is always tit-for-tat.

  Siro was much shorter than Zongzhan, leaning on his chest, showing a little bit of beauty.

  The man is very tall and has strong arms. The back that surrounds her is slightly tightened, making this hug more dense and warm.

  Zong Zhan’s chin was placed on top of her head, and her lips were curled up to laugh at her: "Virtue, after being drunk, I learned how to act like a baby."

   Silo didn't speak, and buried himself for half a minute. His body became softer and weaker, accompanied by a downward trend.

  Zong Zhan raised her eyebrows, leaned over her shoulders, and saw that the woman fell asleep.

  ……

  At six o'clock in the morning the next morning, Siluo woke up in Zong Zhan's arms.

  The morning light is faint, and the room is dark and dim.

   Silo opened her eyes and looked to the ceiling, her expression flat without any emotional ups and downs.

"Woke up?"

  The man’s hoarse voice came from her ears, Silo turned her head unhurriedly, ran into his dark red eyes, and asked lazily: "Why are you in my bed?"

   There was no screaming, no surprise, as if all this was normal to her.

  "This is my bed." Zong Zhan opened his fingers and pinched his forehead, his voice was very unpleasant, "Raise his head."

   Shi Luo twisted her neck, only to find that she was resting his arms behind her neck. She moved away, frowning and muttering, "I said why I sleep so uncomfortably."

  Zong Zhan retracted his paralyzed and unconscious arm, his eyes closed with a cold face, "You're really annoying."

   "How angry is this early in the morning?" Silo sat up from the bed and looked at the man obliquely, "You have menopause?"

  Zong Zhan put his forearm on his face, and his nose moved slightly, "Miss Xi was more pleasing to hold me last night and not let go."

"Praise me?" Silo turned over and got out of bed, went to the window sill and picked up the cigarette case with a smile in her eyes, "Then tell me, how did I hold it? You are a patient who is paralyzed in bed, I can hold it. you?"

  Zong Zhan: "..."

   careless.

   Shi Luo opened the window and leaned against the corner with a sly smile.

  The atmosphere is a bit strange and inexplicably harmonious.

   Shi Luo's spirit is much less, and Zong Zhan's powerful domineering is also nowhere to be seen.

  The two are just living in the same room quietly, silence is better than sound.

  It wasn't until Bai Xiaolong knocked on the door that he broke the rare peace, "San Ye, is Sister M awake? The Fourth Young Master is leaving."

   Xi Luo pinched a cigarette, and when she turned around, she looked at Zong Zhan on the bed again, "What do you want for breakfast?"

   "Except fried rice."

  Xiluo pursed her lips and chuckled, raising her foot and walking out of the room.

  Downstairs, Su Moshi carried the medicine box and prepared to leave for Burma. He saw Shi Luo coming down and laughed and joked, "I thought you would sleep three poles in the sun."

   "That can't." Shi Luo walked down in slippers, "The hangover pill you gave is very effective."

  The sound of Bai Yan's spoonful of fried rice in the kitchen stopped for a second, and then continued its spoonful.

  Sure enough, she was not drunk last night.

   actually ate the hangover pill given by Su Laosi.

  That Zong Cham...

  Bai Yan thought, forget it, just don’t know, anyway, get twenty off-road vehicles.

   Xi Luo sent away Su Laoshi, and soon returned to the kitchen to help Zong Zhan prepare breakfast.

  She has done these things for a few days, and it has already been handy.

  Bai Yan was holding a bowl of white and green fried rice, and glanced distractedly at Shi Luo who was boiling the milk, "Did you confess through the wine?"

   Shi Luo turned her back to him, "No, I molested."

   "Is it true or fun?"

   Silo paused, and gave a very vague answer, "Fate."

  If Zong Zhan is interested in her, she can take it seriously.

  If he is not, then she will not force it.

  At this age, love is no longer a necessity for them.

  It is not ashamed to like to be alone, and Shi Luo will not dare to admit it.

  The drunken liking last night was meant for Zong Zhan.

  And the hug he gave her back was really dazzling.

  After a while, Shi Luo walked upstairs with breakfast briskly.

  In fact, the way she expresses her likes is very simple and rude.

  Good enough to ignore him deliberately pretending to be a sick number, and he will also take all his shortcomings.

  During breakfast, Zong Zhan occasionally glanced at the woman sitting by the bed eating. He was not sure if she had any memory of what happened last night. After several thoughts, he bluntly said, "Do you remember what happened last night?"

   Shi Luo took a sip of milk, "It's broken."

   "I forgot who picked you up?"

   "This is a bit of an impression, the driver looks very good." Shi Luo lowered her head and bit the sandwich, absent-mindedly said: "I still want to entrust him..."

  Zong Zhan lifted his cheek, "I am the driver."

   "Hey——" Xi Luo choked.

  It's hard to guard against.

   Xi Luo did not expect that Zong Zhan would slap her face on her own, looked at him in surprise, and belched again.

  Zong Zhan leaned back against the head of the bed and raised his eyelids lazily.

  　6000

  (End of this chapter)