Lin Cheng smirked unconsciously when she saw Huo Jinchuan's message.
He replied sweetly: Good.
Huo Jinchuan: Well, good night.
Lin Cheng: Good night.
For a moment, Lin Cheng had the illusion of falling in love with each other.
He flipped through the chat records of the past few days for a while, and the more he read it, the more he couldn't help but breed a trace of hope in his heart.
At this moment, there was a soft knock on the door.
Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment, immediately quit WeChat, got up and opened the door.
The door opened, and Lin Zhen was standing outside the door.
Lin Cheng blinked, "Brother, haven't you slept yet?"
"It's still early, go to the manor tomorrow to play, are you going?"
Lin Cheng smiled and said, "Jin Chuan told me just now. He said he would come and pick me up tomorrow morning."
Lin Zhen pursed her lips and suddenly asked, "Are you... together?"
"No, he and I..." Lin Cheng smiled and said nothing further.
Lin Zhen's lips moved, but in the end, he didn't ask any more questions, but said, "Go to bed earlier."
"Well, brother, go to bed early too." Lin Cheng smiled at him, and didn't want to ask him about Yan Mohan.
...
Here, Han Zinc struggled to help Cheng Jinheng, who was unconscious and drunk, return to his residence.
He himself was a little drunk, and he found the key after searching for a long time. After opening the door, the two stumbled into the living room.
Cheng Jinheng was so drunk that he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest. Han Zinc helped the person to the sofa and lay down, leaving him alone, and entered the bedroom dizzy.
The next morning, Han Zinc rubbed his temples and got up, then went to the bathroom habitually. After solving his physical hygiene, he washed up, changed his clothes, and cleaned up the bed.
During this period, he was stunned and didn't remember that there was another person at home.
It wasn't until he came out of the bedroom that he saw Cheng Jinheng lying on the ground.
Han Zinc was stunned for a moment, and his brows suddenly frowned.
He strode over, squatted down beside Cheng Jinheng, and then reached out and patted his cheek, "Hey, wake up."
Suddenly, his hand paused and touched his forehead. Under his palm, the temperature was a little hot.
Han Zinc stretched out his hand through the back of Process Jinheng's neck and half helped him up, "Cheng Jinheng, wake up quickly."
Cheng Jinheng opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel dizzy, and for a while, his thinking was a little slow.
Seeing that he was awake, Han Zinc put his arms around him and helped him sit up. "Let's get up first."
"Han Zinc?" Cheng Jinheng didn't move. He didn't know if it was burned or something. He was a little confused.
He leaned against Han Zinc's arms, his body a little weak.
"You have a fever, get up first, I'll take you to the hospital." Han Zinc pursed his lips, feeling a little remorse in his heart, he shouldn't have left him in the living room last night.
Cheng Jinheng might have been really confused. He didn't react for a while and stared at Han Zinc.
"Get up." Han Zinc used a little force to help him up.
Cheng Jinheng was powerless, and as soon as he stood up, he felt the world spinning.
Han Zinc didn't expect him to stand unsteady, and when he was caught off guard, his body staggered to the sofa behind him, and he was instantly pressed by Cheng Jinheng.
Both of them were stunned for a moment, and when they reacted, Han Zinc's face turned red.
He pushed Cheng Jinheng and said angrily, "Get up!"
Cheng Jinheng didn't move, staring at Han Zinc's lips a little straight, and then suddenly kissed him like a demon.
Han Zinc: "..."
You *ing... didn't brush your teeth!
At that moment, Han Zinc really wanted to strangle Cheng Jinheng.
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