Chapter 42: Are you a good person

She had no doubt, if she dared to continue to resist, he would have strangled himself directly.
She lifted her eyes and looked at the mirror. Her hair in the mirror was attached to her cheeks, and she was still ticking with drops of water. Her face was pale as paper, and she looked very embarrassed.
His handsome face had a cold look on his face: "A person like He Jiashan, you dare to drink with him and get drunk! I reminded you early in the morning that He Jiashan is not a good person!"
Shen Youran giggled twice, his smile pale and bleak, his head slightly shifted, removed his jaw clamped, and looked at him in disappointment: "Just because he likes to play with women, so he is not a good person, then you What about?"
She lifted her hands to wipe the water droplets on her face, leaning against the wall swayingly, her upper body was soaked in a large piece of water droplets on her hair, clinging to her body, she could vaguely see what she was wearing inside. Black corset.
She closed her eyes, seemingly remembering something painfully. After a moment, she opened her eyes, and her aggressive tone was full of sharpness.
"Toying with other people's feelings, abandoning his girlfriend, turning around and marrying her sister, is such a man a jerk? Is he a good person?"
What she said was like a hammer hitting his heart, even the internal organs hurt.
He pressed his pale lips lightly. After a long time, he said: "You take a bath first, I'll cook a sober soup for you."
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Shen Youran slowly slid down the wall, sitting paralyzed on the ground, embracing himself with both hands, burying his head between his knees.
The quiet bathroom seemed to sob slightly.
In the living room, Gu Jinchen took off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves to open the refrigerator, and took out the ingredients for the sobering soup into the kitchen.
He often comes over this villa, so the pots and pans are complete, and the hourly workers will also clean it once a day.
In order to entertain, he also often gets drunk, so he is very skillful in making sober soup, and it should be less than half an hour before and after.
He carried the cooked soup to the second floor and pushed open the bedroom door. There was no Shen Youran in the room.
He put the hangover soup on the table, and Ning Shen listened to the bathroom, and there was no sound of water.
He entered the bathroom, and the thin and thin man curled up on the ground, his head buried between his knees, he could not see her expression, and his hair was wet on his head.
He twisted his eyebrows: "Why didn't you take a shower?"
The people on the ground remained in that posture, motionless, and did not answer aloud.
He whispered softly: "Free?"
Shen Youran still didn't say anything. He stepped forward and squatted in front of her. Hearing her thin and even breathing, she realized she was asleep.
With a helpless sigh, he took her out of the bathroom, put her on the bed, took a towel to dry her hair, and took out a set of pajamas from the closet, tearing off the label and replacing it.
He lay down beside her, leaning against the head of the bed, condensing her sleeping face, her sleeping and quiet and gentle, and her white face as white as beautiful porcelain.
He raised his hand to caress her face, rubbed her cheek gently, his eyes soft and gentle.
At this moment, his cell phone rang and took a look. The word "Shu Na" was displayed on the bright screen. As soon as it was connected, she heard Shen Shuna ask, "Come back tonight?"
He got up lightly, walked out of the bedroom, and closed the door gently: "Do not go back, you rest earlier."