Zong Shimeng was attending class in King Richard's apartment when she received the call.

When he saw Zong Shimeng's cell phone ringing, King Richard stopped teaching and signaled her to answer the phone.

Zong Shimeng looked at the screen and her face turned pale in an instant.

She whispered sorry, and ran out of the room to answer the call.

"Miss Zong, I always tell you that he will spend the night in your place."

"Okay, I get it."

Zong Shimeng's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Somehow recently, once she was with Na Xianpeng, she felt uneasy and was extremely depressed.

She put away her cell phone and quickly returned to the room.

"Teacher Wang, let's continue."

King Richard continued his lecture, but he found that Zong Shimeng was obviously absent-minded and in a trance.

He stopped, "Miss Zong, you have a bad face. Are you feeling uncomfortable?

Why not be here today, I don’t charge for this class.”

"No, no, this is my problem, I must give the money."

Zong Shimeng waved his hand in a hurry and took out five hundred yuan from his small bag and put it on the table.

“How can that work?

The class has not been finished, so you must not collect this money.”

King Richard picked up the money and stuffed it into Zong Shimeng's hand.

The two people's hands inevitably met together.

Ah! Zong Shimeng couldn't help but shout as if she was electrocuted.

Both of them stopped and stared at each other.

I don’t know how long it took, King Richard woke up first. He hurriedly let go of his hand and took awkwardly. “Well, I think you are in a bad mood. I’ll play some music for you to relax!”

He turned around, and rushed to find a disc and stuffed it into his small speaker.

"I bought this temporarily. I usually like to listen to music. In the United States, I have a very professional audio set. If I go to the United States in the future, I will invite you to visit your home and listen to music."

King Richard explained.

Zong Shimeng smiled with a pursed lips, she was extremely pure, "Okay."

King Richard was stunned when he saw that she was stunned and subconsciously pressed the play button.

The sound box was filled with soft music, with insects and birds singing, and the stream gurgling... Zong Shimeng screamed in surprise, "Banderi, it turns out that Teacher Wang, you also like this kind of music."

"Yes! Listening to the natural sound, I forget about the characters, and I am happy with the world... What?

You like it too?"

"Um!"

Zong Shimeng nodded gently.

King Richard laughed in his heart. These music discs are prepared according to what you often listen to. How can you not like them?

Music was flowing, and both of them were immersed in the quiet world.

******* At night, my friend arrived as promised.

It's still the same, take a shower after entering the house.

Zong Shimeng was wearing a whole set of pajamas and squatted outside the bathtub to scrub the body for the first puppet.

In the past, Zong Shimeng would feel uncomfortable when facing this old body, but she could still hold it back. But today, she was almost vomiting with disgust. If she hadn't been forced to endure it, she would have almost lost her composure on the spot.

Xianpeng didn't pay attention to these things. He listened to the big drum book leisurely, but when he saw Zong Shimeng's clothes, he frowned, "Why are you wearing so much?"

"I, I caught a cold a few days ago and was afraid of the cold."

"Oh! Why are your eyes red?"

"Maybe the water splashed into the eyes."

Then Xianpeng ignored her and closed his eyes.

After drinking half a bottle of wine, Xianpeng's body became hot and lay on the bed. After a long time, he didn't see Zong Shimeng coming in. He was so angry that he shouted, "What are you doing when you are slow?

Come in quickly.”

As soon as the door opened, Zong Shimeng quietly walked in and reached out and turned off the light.

“What are you doing when you turn off the lights?

Open."

That old friend was a little unhappy.

Zong Shimeng could only turn on the light, stand in front of the bed, take off his pajamas, and drill into the quilt from the soles of Napeng's feet.

A few minutes later, Na Xianpeng lifted the quilt and shook his head in frustration, "Go and get me a pill."

Zong Shimeng gently advised: "Eating that kind of thing hurts your body, it's better not to today..." Xianpeng's face was put down, "I'll ask you to take it and go get it quickly, what are you talking about?"

Zong Shimeng had no choice but to get off the ground, take a glass of water, take a small blue pill from the medicine box, and serve the first friend to take it.

After a while, the sound of the panting of the old friend came from the bedroom.

Zong Shimeng closed her eyes in pain, and all she thought about was the scene when King Richard gave her lecture.

Fortunately, I didn't endure it for a long time, so Xianpeng ended the battle early.

After Zong Shimeng cleaned him up, she was about to leave the bedroom, but Xianpeng stopped her, "You don't have to leave today, come and sleep with me."

Zong Shimeng's heart was cold and she didn't dare to resist. She got into bed obediently and lay beside him.

"I heard from Guoheng that the market in the United States is very good. How are your recent returns?"

"It's very good. The traders in Hong Kong have been urging me to increase my position. If you didn't say anything, I didn't dare to make decisions without authorization."

I am very satisfied with Zong Shimeng's weak attitude.

"Since the market is good, it means that the information is accurate, so you might as well add a little."

"OK."

The lights turned off and the room fell into darkness.

Not long after, the snoring of Xianpeng rang out.

Zong Shimeng opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling, sleepless all night.

****The next day, Zong Shimeng dragged her tired body into the classroom.

There is Teacher Wang’s class today, and she doesn’t want to miss it.

Perhaps, listening to his low voice can relieve the pain in his heart.

It’s strange that at the same time, I spent my life around my husband like a year, but when I got along with Teacher Wang, I lived a very fast life.

Before we knew it, the class ended.

As usual, King Richard was surrounded by girls. Zong Shimeng stood at the end of the classroom and looked at him from afar.

He seemed to have noticed the gaze from afar, raised his head and smiled helplessly at Zong Shimeng.

Zong Shimeng silently packed up her things and walked alone to the apartment where King Richard was.

About ten minutes later, King Richard returned home and found the Zong Shimeng who had been waiting for him outside the door.

"Teacher Wang, yesterday's class has not been finished..." Zong Shimeng lowered her head, her white neck was exposed outside, making people feel pity.

"Okay, then let's continue today."

King Richard opened the door.

Zong Shimeng flashed and entered the house.

King Richard bent down to change his shoes, with his back facing Zong Shimeng.

"I want to drink water and pour it myself. By the way, why do I think your face today is worse than yesterday? In fact, I don't have to hurry up, and I won't leave..." A dull sound came from behind.

When King Richard turned around, Zong Shimeng closed her eyes and lay on the ground.

She was weak at first, so she didn't sleep all night last night and forced herself to hold on for another class. Now she finally couldn't support her and fainted.

King Richard was startled and squatted down, "Miss Zong, Miss Zong...what is wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!