Wutong was held in Song Qifan's arms, she didn't move, but she still clearly felt the changes in Song Qifan's body.

I scolded angrily in my heart, what kind of estrus in the morning.

"Song Qifan, do you like me?"

After hearing this, Song Qifan's hand stroking her back became stiff.

He couldn't deny what she said, but he didn't want to admit it.

The sycamore lifted from him, pretending to be indifferent.

"I was joking just now, how can you like me, it's too late for you to hate me, you can't wait for me to live in hell every day to be happy, Song Qifan, don't worry, I will also keep my heart well, and I won't be emotional to you. ”

Wutong walked out of the room after speaking, and went to the kitchen to serve Song Qifan the hangover soup.

Song Qifan heard Wutong say that I will keep my heart well and will not be emotional to you, and his heart became uncomfortable when he heard this.

At this point, he longed for her to be affectionate towards him.

"Hangover soup, after drinking it, people are much more comfortable. ”

She handed the bowl to Song Qifan.

Song Qifan didn't answer, Wutong frowned: "What, I'm afraid that I will poison you and poison you, I'm not so naïve, okay, can I still live if you die?"

Wutong said and took a sip of hangover soup by himself.

"Look, it's okay, I'm fine, or I'll feed you!"

She said that she was going to feed Song Qifan, but Song Qifan didn't know if she was a ghost, so she didn't refuse to let her feed her.

After drinking the hangover soup, Wutong said: "Do you want to continue to sleep in my place for a while, I have to go to work and go out first, I will prepare breakfast for you and then put it in the kitchen pot." ”

Song Qifan suddenly grabbed his hand when she got up, but his eyes were a little dodgy and he didn't dare to look at her.

"What's the matter, Song Qifan. ”

He didn't speak for a long time, but Wutong waited patiently for him to speak.

After a long time, Song Qifan spoke: "What you said before, do you still count?"

Wutong really didn't understand the meaning of his words: "What did I say and count?"

Song Qifan raised his head and looked at her and said word by word: "Give you 100 million to be my woman." ”

Song Qifan thought too much that he really got the sycamore, and he was relieved of her, and he didn't want to it, and it was because he didn't get it that he thought about it day and night.

Wutong now feels ridiculous when he hears 100 million, this Song family brothers are really rich and have risen too much, and daring to love 100 million is like a hundred yuan in their brothers, just give it.

"Song Qifan, you won't really like me, will you!"

His secret was revealed, and Song Qifan felt ashamed.

With a cold face, he pretended to be a little forced: "You think too much, I just don't have any other women around me for the time being, I think you look good when you are young, anyway, who are you with, as long as you give you money, right?"

Although these words were ugly, Wutong was not angry when he heard it.

"You're right, as long as you give money, you don't follow anyone. ”

Song Qifan's eyes lit up: "You have agreed, 100 million, I will end it when I say it will end, but I think it shouldn't be very long." ”

Song Qifan felt that as long as he got the sycamore, he might soon get tired of it.

"But you are not the only man who is willing to give me money, Song Qifan, don't underestimate my market situation. ”

Song Qifan's hand holding Wutong's wrist was exerting force, and Wutong's painful brows were furrowed high.

"What do you mean?"

Wutong sneered: "It's not interesting, it's just that I don't want to, I said that 100 million was just to make Yang Yi die." ”

Wutong mentioned Yang Yi, and Song Qifan thought about how he forgot about this person.

Yang Yi is her dead end, and she can't help but not agree to blackmail him.

"Ye Wutong, do you remember the game between us, if you don't follow my rules of the game, I can't guarantee that man whether he will walk and bump into the car and appear a little sophisticated!"

Wutong heard that he dared to threaten her with Yang Yi, and his hatred came out immediately.

But soon she regained her composure.

"You can do whatever you want, but if you do this, I have to find a backer for myself, your friend Mr. Zhou is very interested in me, you are forcing me to agree to be Mr. Zhou's woman!"

Wutong was already nervous, and Song Qifan was moved by her.