Chapter 252: One Thought of Heaven, One Thought of Hell
Tang Jingze's deep eyes looked at her pure appearance at the moment, with a soft heart and weak stubbornness.
My heart beat slowly.
"Give me a drink too. ”
She drank energetically alone, and he inexplicably wanted to have a drink.
Song Nanqiao didn't refuse, she poured it on him, and then pushed it over.
"Let's just think of it as a happy cooperation between us, I have to admit that you have a lot of vision that I don't have, but the future is stronger or weaker, not necessarily. ”
She coldly hooked the corners of her lips, with a different kind of cold and charming.
Tang Jingze followed her words and drank this glass of wine together.
When I went back, it was already late at night.
The hotel is still brightly lit.
"Mr. Tang, Mr. Song. ”
The waiter watched the substitute driver drive over and immediately greeted him.
This hotel is owned by the Tang Group, so it is natural to serve this god well.
"Go back to your room. ”
Song Nanqiao drank too much, Tang Jingze was still a little sober, he didn't expect this woman's alcohol to be so good, he drank outside all the year round, and almost lost in her hands.
He naturally didn't know that this was countless nights, and she practiced for the case.
The burning sensation made Song Nanqiao feel that his whole body was hot.
The stamina of liquor is so great, which she never expected.
Silly wrapped around his neck, and was unceremoniously thrown on the bed by Tang Jingze, and the soft big bed directly bounced her up.
I didn't feel pain, but I felt fun.
There is a mist in the charming eyes, and there is a veil in the eyes of the people.
Tang Jingze was also uncomfortable, he hadn't drunk like this for too long, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted.
The heat was uncomfortable and went straight to the bathroom.
The sound of water rattled.
Song Nanqiao began to undress and struggled to get up to change his pajamas.
Holding her chin and feeling the sound of water dripping in her heart, it made people think, she stepped on the ground barefoot, and wanted to walk over, but she still held back.
I don't know if I should go out or stay here.
She was drunk, but she didn't lose her mind.
On the contrary, the brain is now very clear, but the movements are not as sensitive.
Song Nanqiao held his slender finger, and the ring on his fingertip shone scorching under the brilliance of the light.
She was sure that she wanted this man at this moment.
I don't want his heart, his eyes, to think of others.
Especially the woman she couldn't reach in her life!
Tears fell, and she laughed and cried.
Fortunately, the sound of the water was very loud, which covered up too much weakness.
"Tang Jingze. ”
She screamed, and her voice was hoarse.
"What's the matter?"
He wiped his hair and came out, and she suddenly pounced.
Hold him tightly.
At this moment, Song Nanqiao felt like crazy.
She must be crazy.
That's the kind of thing that happens.
But she really wanted to hug him, afraid that without this wine, she wouldn't even have this kind of opportunity again.
Leaning your face over to his chest is a warm feeling.
"What's the matter with you?"
He nudged her away a little, his voice cold and detached.
shattered all her strength, why at this time, he refused to give her a little tenderness.
Song Nanqiao smiled, his eyes aching and he couldn't open them.
Tang Jingze's black eyes fell on her.
She took off her coat, leaving only an undershirt, beautifully exposing her collarbone and white neck, and her bewitching figure was visible at a glance.
She is very bold today.
Song Nanqiao's gaze was nostalgic for him.
He leaned against the window, tied a bath towel around his waist, supported the railing with both hands, and blew the sea breeze.
It must be crazy to fall in love with a man like a kite like him.
You can't catch it.
The red lips bite lightly, like a silent temptation and invitation.
"Are you thinking about Ji Mengya?"
She found that there are some things that can be buried in her heart and rotten in her stomach, but she can't forbear, this person is like a thorn, pierced in her heart, no matter how she pulls it out, even if she dies, it will still become an insurmountable gap between them.
"Hmm. ”
Song Nanqiao thought that he would say no, or say something to interrupt the topic directly.
Unexpectedly, he actually responded.
"Why, she's already dead, shipwrecked, you personally investigated, it's dead, why do you still think about her, don't leave a little place........"
Give me, these two words, what to say, she can't say.
Tang Jingze stared at her, the light shining through his obscure face, his eyes suddenly brightened.
Song Nanqiao felt his hidden anger gradually sublimating.
"My fault, I shouldn't have mentioned her. ”
The brain is really dizzy, and all the senses, at this moment, disappear.
The impulse to want this man, quickly return to reason.
Turn around to go back to bed.
She could feel that she was cold, tired, and her shoulders couldn't help but tremble.
Behind him, he suddenly stepped forward and hugged her violently.
"Nan Qiao, I know what you're thinking, the past is in the past, give me some time, let me learn to forget slowly, I don't want to hide it from you, now I really can't stop thinking about her because of something, I can't do it for my impetuous heart, and I don't care about her unfazed. ”
A hurdle in my heart was instantly shattered in these words.
He forcefully wrenched her body, prompting her to look him in the eye, and at this moment, she exploded all her thoughts, only him, wanted him.
This man seems to be her salvation.
A kiss fell.
Caught off guard.
Her heart trembled suddenly.
Tang Jingze ........ all the words were annihilated in his deep kiss.
If he wasn't crazy, she must be crazy.
Their marriage, their grave.
One thought of heaven, one thought of hell.
The senses are always more honest than the brain, and his lingering emotions are answered, his movements become more and more urgent, and his body rubs against the collision of passions.
His body, she is still unfamiliar, but her body, he seems to be able to control it with ease.
Maybe that's the difference between men and women.
Only at this time can she feel that she really has this man.
A beautiful night.
At dawn, Song Nanqiao was dazzled by the strong light shining in the sun and woke up.
Last night, she forgot to draw the curtains, and they did the most intimate thing in the room.
Thinking about it, his face was red, and he didn't know when, he had already left.
Maybe men are so energetic, they obviously stay up late together, work together, and go north and south together, but he can still go out early and return late.
The hotel phone rang, and she rubbed over to answer it.
The muscles of her whole body were sore, recalling the love of last night, thinking about her misery at the moment, the corners of her eyes were beating, and her heart was sour.
Obviously, she provoked the fire, and he caught fire, why did he still feel very aggrieved.
"Hello?"
A low voice, persistent hoarseness.
"Eat. ”
It's his voice!
He didn't go?
Song Nanqiao suddenly saw hope.
"Good. ”
The corners of his lips curled into a small smile.