Chapter 81 Does the Wound Still Hurt?

After hesitating for nearly a minute, Shi Yuting answered the phone at the last moment.

"Hey?"

The deep voice was extremely magnetic, like the sound of nature, echoing in Jing Xinlei's ears.

Listening to the phone call that had not been answered for a long time, she thought that he would never answer her call again, but when she was about to hang up, she heard this familiar voice again.

Her heart warmed, and she smiled.

"Ting, there is a reception tonight, Sheng Hao and the others are here, you...do you want to come too?

Actually, today is her birthday.

Five years ago, he spent a birthday with her, but since she went abroad, she has never received his birthday wishes or any gifts.

Shi Yuting raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes happened to meet Zuo Weiyi not far away.

Seeing him suddenly looking at him, Zuo Weiyi paused and hurriedly lowered his head.

Why do you have a guilty conscience?

"Ting?" There was no response on the phone, Jing Xinlei couldn't help frowning.

Shi Yuting withdrew his gaze and wanted to refuse, but after seeing Zuo Weiyi's face, he suddenly changed his mind.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Jing Xinlei was overjoyed.

"Then I wait for you!"

Shi Yuting didn't say anything, but hung up the phone.

Five thirty.

The company's personnel have left one after another, and Zuo Weiyi has also started to pack his things.

After she finished packing her things, she looked up at the desk not far away.

Shi Yuting still lowered his head, his long and narrow eyes scanned the document in front of him word for word.

Zuo Weiyi had nothing to do, simply propped his chin on the desk, admiring the man's jade-like face.

Feeling a gaze coming over, Shi Yuting frowned, then raised his head, and saw the woman looking at him with admiration.

Meeting his gaze, Zuo Weiyi paused, trying to avoid his gaze.

"come over."

Shi Yuting hooked her hand.

Zuo Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked towards the man's desk.

"Why?" She walked to the opposite side of his desk and asked with a dazed head.

"Come here." He tilted his head and pointed to the place beside him.

She paused.

After half a second, he moved his feet and came to the position beside him.

As soon as he got closer, Shi Yuting raised his hand, pulled her towards his big push, and hugged her into his arms.

"Does the wound still hurt?" He raised his hand, lifted her skirt, and asked with lowered eyebrows.

That deep voice seemed to have a magical power, which made people intoxicated.

Leaning against his strong chest, feeling his muscular chest muscles, Zuo Weiyi couldn't help but blush a little!

She lowered her head and looked at his slender fingers gently stroking the scar on her leg, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a little itchy occasionally."

Sometimes she can't help but want to scratch.

As she said that, she wanted to raise her hand, because it was already a little itchy right now.

But Shi Yuting took her hand away, and then stretched out his thumb, rubbing gently on her wound, that gesture was extremely gentle.

He buried his face in the hollow of her shoulder, Zuo Weiwei raised his head slightly, his perfect silhouette was just one centimeter away.

This man is a bit confusing.

Sometimes the words are short and straightforward, without considering anyone's feelings, but when they become gentle, they sink people.

Shi Yuting raised his eyes, met her gaze, and then curled his thin lips, "Why, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see it in the future?"

Zuo Weiyi was taken aback for a moment, and for a while still didn't understand the meaning of his words.

After half a second, she felt sorry and followed his words.