Electric Phantom [Entertainment]

She stood still on the last step so that she could look at Wei Zhuang at the same level, "Are you back?"

Did you call her Frances last night? Xiaoyuan is really not sure. Who would call Weizhuang Frances?her friend?What would her friends be like?Are there many people?Certainly not many.

Frances, this name is very easy to pronounce.

Xiao Yuan observed Wei Zhuang's expression, and was not surprised to see her looking at him with a flat expression.

She was expecting Wei Zhuang to hear her expression of calling Frances, huh?Did you really call her last night?She had a vague impression, as if she had drunk herself, and then waved to her, telling her to come over...

"Did you eat?" Wei Zhuang asked.

"Oh," Xiaoyuan looked at her, "I've eaten." She got up late, had brunch together, and ate a lot, and went swimming after a short rest.

"Have you eaten yet? Frances." Xiao Yuan called her again, just to see Wei Zhuang's reaction.

"Yeah." Wei Zhuang replied, looking down at her bare feet.

Hey, no obvious reaction?If there is no objection, does that mean she accepts it?

Xiao Yuan is not sure whether Wei Zhuang also likes her, but her tolerance, consideration, and humility towards herself are always beyond her expectations.Under her plain, reticent face, what would her sincerity look like?

She must have been distracted again, so that Wei Zhuang raised his eyes and stared at her.

Both of Xiaoyuan's feet became tense subconsciously, and twisted together, "I'm going to put on my shoes."

She just moved, maybe she didn't stand firmly, twisted her feet, and the moment her body fell to Weizhuang, two thoughts popped up in her mind:

——Is this too much like a scene from a dog-blood movie?

——If Wei Zhuang dodged, wouldn't she fall to her death?

But soon, Wei Zhuang supported her and said in a low voice: "Be careful."

Just as Xiao Yuan stood firm, Wei Zhuang's gaze moved away from her collar from the corner of her eye. She looked down and blushed.

There was about a second or two of stillness, when she raised her hand to pull her nightgown, Wei Zhuang's hand was leaving her shoulder and passing her eyes.

Xiaoyuan was a little dazed, it was the first time she noticed a woman's hand up close, a very beautiful hand, very thin, very white, with faint blue veins on the back of the hand, and slender fingertips.

Xiaoyuan's expression froze suddenly, and her mind turned to the details of being in bed one night - it was this woman's hand that made her so sensitive.

Her face became hotter and hotter, she didn't dare to look at Wei Zhuang now, she straightened her robe and stared at her feet.

She lowered her head, so she missed a wave of fluctuation on Wei Zhuang's face.

There was silence in the air for a while, and Wei Zhuang in Xiaoyuan's vision stepped on her shoes and walked away. She let out a breath, jumped down the steps, went to find her own shoes to put on, and glanced at the clock on the wall.

It's not even three o'clock, is it too early?

Looking at the back of Wei Zhuang, she thought that she came here in the early morning last night, drank alcohol under the effect of sleeping pills, and maybe did something stupid, but she didn't know exactly what it was and how serious it was?

Could it be because I influenced her last night, she didn't have a good rest, so she came back from get off work early?

Xiaoyuan didn't hesitate for too long, and followed her.

Seeing her pouring a glass of wine, the trousers outlined her long legs and slender waist, even though she was much more casual at home, her light and alienated temperament did not decrease much.

In fact, her aura is not an external domineering, but a kind of hidden energy hidden under the water, which is also enough to attract people.

"The doctor came this morning," Xiaoyuan could only go through the things she remembered last night one by one, "Thank you..."

Drinking while taking sleeping pills is one of the stupid things.

Wei Zhuang hummed lightly. She held the wine glass and didn't look at her, but asked again, "Have you seen a psychiatrist?"

Xiaoyuan was startled, and heard himself say: "Yes, but I don't like that doctor, um, I can't say whether I like it or not, I'm just not used to it."

Wei Zhuang took a sip of wine, "Do you have a doctor who is used to you?"

She lowered her eyes, Xiaoyuan couldn't see her eyes.

"I used to have a doctor who I have seen for many years," Xiaoyuan said slowly, "He should have retired by now."

Wei Zhuang was silent, and took another sip of wine.

Why did she ask herself to see a psychiatrist, did she know that she was acting in a heavy drama?

Xiaoyuan looked at her side face, she pondered quietly, looking like she was drinking, and suddenly said: "Can I stay with you for a few days?"

She paused while holding the wine glass, but turned her face to look at her.

Xiaoyuan felt a growing pressure under the eyes with unclear meaning, she was a little panicked, "I," eyes drifted to the wine glass in her hand, "I just don't want to drink your wine..."

She knew that Wei Zhuang was a person with a strong sense of personal boundaries. In the past, she always came here for a short stay, at most a day and a half.

A few days may be too long in the boss's concept of time.

But Xiaoyuan really wanted to stay with her, even in her empty house, she was by her side, and she would feel safe.

Maybe after staying for a few days, she can get rid of such depression, and those memories can be evacuated and faded away.

"Yes." Wei Zhuang looked at her for a while and said two words.

Xiaoyuan was suddenly overjoyed, and his black pupils lit up, "Really? Ah, I promise not to affect your work, and I promise I won't do what happened last night."

As soon as these words fell, Wei Zhuang's gaze came over again, shining with an indescribable light.

"?" Xiao Yuan blinked.

Wei Zhuang put down his wine glass and looked at her, "Do you remember what you did last night?"

Xiaoyuan's heart skipped a beat.

It seems that in addition to such unhealthy and unadvisable behaviors as taking sleeping pills with alcohol, she did something more muddled and excessive last night.

She didn't dare to say that she didn't remember, could she just admit her mistake?

But if Wei Zhuang asked her what was wrong, wouldn't she have to say that she didn't remember?Let's be honest.

"I don't remember it anymore." Xiaoyuan lowered his face, hesitated, and said in a small voice: "I was wrong."

After a moment of silence, Xiao Yuan noticed that Wei Zhuang had already walked in front of her, and their eyes met.

Both of them were wearing indoor flat shoes, and Wei Zhuang was still nearly ten centimeters taller than her. She looked down at Xiaoyuan, and said in a calm tone, "Don't remember?"

Xiaoyuan blinked, suppressed the tense skin reaction, and his mind was running crazily.

ah?what?

"I..." She obviously hadn't thought about it yet, she was already guilty.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and the oxygen was gradually thinning out. Xiaoyuan couldn't bear the pressure a little bit, and staggered back a step involuntarily, her calf hit the back of a single sofa, she had no choice but to stop, Weizhuang also Following a step, she didn't even have a chance to run away.

"..." Xiaoyuan looked up at her passively, her fair face blushing from nervousness.

Wei Zhuang has slender eyebrows, deep eyes, a high nose, light-colored lips and thin lips. Once she has no expression, she will naturally exude a three-dimensional sense of desolation like a jade carving.

Even if the two had intimate moments, it was difficult for Xiaoyuan to guess her inner thoughts, and it was rare to see any warm reaction from her.

Like at this moment, there was a slight look of inquiry in her eyes, her long eyelashes flickered slightly, and the feeling of desolation was relieved a lot, as if the surrounding air was locked by her.

Xiaoyuan had no choice but to tilt her head back, fighting for a few centimeters of breathing, and bit her lip in panic.

"I really don't remember?" The woman's low voice passed through the air, leaving behind a little fragrant breath.

Xiaoyuan's ears became hot, and her body was folded back, touching the top of the sofa. Even if she was flexible and had good waist strength, she couldn't hold it for long, "..."

The posture was awkward, the atmosphere was ambiguous, and her momentum was too much, her heart was about to jump out. She panicked and panicked, "I don't remember, how about you help me remember?"

The atmosphere was quiet.

Xiao Yuan watched Wei Zhuang's expression froze for an instant, and was too close to catch the slightest change.

Xiaoyuan blinked her eyes in surprise, her heart skipped a beat twice.

The two looked at each other, but no one spoke.

The two are close at hand, the eyes are the most sensitive organ, the most capable of revealing people's thoughts, Xiao Yuan's gaze fell on Wei Zhuang's lips involuntarily.

Her heart shook violently, and the broken link in her memory flashed instantly, and when it was buttoned, there was a crisp "click".

The scene reappeared: I sat on Wei Zhuang's lap, lowered my head to kiss her lips, one after another...

Xiaoyuan's heart was almost at the mouth of his throat, his pupils trembled uncontrollably, and the blush on his face quickly spread to his ears...

Wei Zhuang's gaze became a little deeper, the air froze, the two of you looked at me, and I looked at you.

"..."

"..."

Xiaoyuan remembered.

Wei Zhuang also knew that she had remembered.

Xiaoyuan also knew that she knew that she remembered.

Wei Zhuang backed away, and the fragrance of her breath circulated in the air again, Xiaoyuan felt her eyes move from the top of her hair, eyes, down a circle, her thin lips moved slightly, and the arc of her desire to speak just slightly Qi, it disappeared, like the water ripples on the surface of the lake slightly rippling and disappearing.

She didn't speak any more, turned and walked away.

Looking at her figure, Xiaoyuan took a deep breath, covered his face suddenly, and ran to his room.

Shame, shame, shame.

She ran away blushing, the hem of her nightgown fluttered, Wei Zhuang turned back and took a look, just in time to see her white calf stepping into the room lightly.

—Do you still need me to help you remember?

This sentence and the actions that followed were almost integrally formed, and they were naturally formed in her brain. As soon as the command was issued, her body would execute it, but she restrained it.

Why is there such an impulse?

Wei Zhuang's deep eyes flickered with a shallow, doubtful light.

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