Wu Song was stunned for a moment when asked, and then said with a smile: "Of course I like you, a big beauty like you will like a man." ”

Zhong Qian still looked at Wu Song intently: "I'm asking, do you like me?"

Wu Song looked at Zhong Qian, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, his eyes shifted to other places, looked at the two bottles of red wine on the table, and said, "Qianqian, you also bought red wine." ”

Zhong Qian nodded a little disappointedly, opened the cork of the red wine bottle, poured it for Wu Song and herself, raised the wine glass, and said with a smile: "I haven't come back for so long, this wine is even for me." With that, he drank all the wine in his glass.

"How can you drink red wine like this, don't you like to taste it slowly on TV?"

"I like it. Zhong Qian arrived at another cup and asked, "Why don't you drink it?"

After three glasses of red wine, Zhong Qian was already slightly drunk, her face was flushed, her eyes were a little blurry, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, which was extremely charming.

"Qianqian, why did you come back this time...... Becoming weird?" Wu Song couldn't help but ask, he didn't care when he first saw Zhong Qian, but now it seems that Zhong Qian seems to be preoccupied, and her actions and words are a little different from before.

"It's cute, isn't it? Wu Song, you're also sultry?" Zhong Qian patted Wu Song and said playfully. Then, she walked to the balcony with a wine glass, looked at the night view of Yancheng, and asked: "Wu Song, I haven't been in Yancheng for a long time, but I have a lot of feelings for this city, there are my friends here, my job, and my own residence." ”

Wu Song also walked to the balcony, not knowing what to say, just standing beside Zhong Qian stupidly.

"You know, I was a child who was discriminated against since I was a child, because I was an illegitimate child. So I escaped from my original life and came to Yancheng to live my own life, although the conditions were a little worse, but my heart was very calm and happy. The only thing that bothers me is my illness. ”

Zhong Qian turned to Wu Song and continued: "Maybe it was God's arrangement that made me meet you, do you know how much I hated you at the beginning, you are a lustful and scoundrel, and you don't look like a man at all." But this is how you are, not only saved me, but also helped me heal my illness. At that time, I felt like you were an angel who came to protect me. In my heart, I can't thank you enough. ”

"I'm also here to detoxify myself, so you don't have to be so grateful. ”

Either way, you cured my illness and gave me a new life so that I could enjoy life without worry. Wu Song, thank you. ”

Zhong Qian raised her wine glass, touched it with Wu Song, and drank all the wine in the glass.

"Qianqian, if you drink again, you will get drunk, aren't you afraid that after you get drunk, I will take the opportunity to take advantage of you?" Wu Song snatched Zhong Qian's wine glass.

Zhong Qian tilted her head and said with a smile: "My cheapness, do you take less of it?"

Wu Song smiled awkwardly, "Those are all joking. ”

"Really?" Zhong Qian looked at Wu Song, as if she wanted to see Wu Song's heart from Wu Song's eyes. Seeing that Wu Song looked a little at a loss, he turned his gaze out the window again and stopped talking.

After standing quietly for a few minutes, Zhong Qian, who was blown by the breeze, felt dizzy.

"Wu Song, I'm a little drunk, you help me, I'm going back to my room to sleep. As soon as the words fell, Zhong Qian's legs weakened and she almost threw herself into Wu Song's arms.

Wu Song picked up Zhong Qian, walked into the room, bent down, and put Zhong Qian on the bed, but when he was about to leave, he was stopped by Zhong Qian.

"Wu Song, stay with me for a while. ”

Wu Song's body stiffened, looking at Zhong Qian, who was drunk and hazy, and his heartbeat began to speed up inexplicably.

"Okay, then I'll sit down and wait until you're asleep before leaving. Wu Song wanted to move a chair to sit next to Zhong Qian's bed, but Zhong Qian pulled him hard and pulled him onto the bed.

"Just sit next to me, don't be so far away from me. ”

Wu Song is not calm now, Zhong Qian is such a drunk beauty lying on the bed, any normal man will have some ideas, not to mention that now Zhong Qian actually took the initiative to ask him to sit on the bed, if it wasn't for Wu Song's good concentration, it is estimated that he would have pounced on him and corrected Zhong Qian on the spot.

Wu Song sat stiffly on the bed, not daring to look at Zhong Qian, because at this time, Zhong Qian's long black hair was scattered on the pillow, her face was ruddy, and her eyes were confused. She was wearing a homely nightdress, her snow-white shoulders, white lotus-like jade arms, and slender legs were all displayed in front of Wu Song without reservation.

Although Wu Song had seen Zhong Qian's whole body, now, he felt that Zhong Qian's body exuded a charm that was irresistible to him. There is an emotion called desire, which arises spontaneously in Wu Song's heart.

"Wu Song, do you think I'm beautiful?"

Wu Song nodded: "Beautiful, very beautiful." ”

"Do you think I'm charming?"

"Charming, especially charming. ”

"What about you...... What are you waiting for. After Zhong Qian finished speaking, a pair of eyes full of spring water looked at Wu Song hotly, and then closed her eyes, looking like she let Wu Song do whatever she wanted.

Wu Song had fantasized about doing something inappropriate with Zhong Qian more than once, but at this time, he hesitated, he looked at Zhong Qian's incomparably attractive appearance, and there was a fierce ideological struggle in his heart.

Zhong Qian waited for a while, and seeing that Wu Song hadn't made any moves, she opened her eyes and glared at Wu Song complainingly, reached out to wrap her arms around Wu Song's neck, and pulled Wu Song to her body.

Wu Song lay down beside Zhong Qian, gently covered Zhong Qian's crimson delicate body, looked at Zhong Qian's charming face, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Tonight, he said goodbye to his virgin career, and the beautiful women around him were his women.

Just looking at Zhong Qian like this, Wu Song also fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, Wu Song opened his eyes, but he didn't see Zhong Qian by his side. He got up and put on his clothes, and when he saw that breakfast was already on the table, he felt a sense of happiness in his heart.

"Qianqian, did you get up early?" Wu Song sat down, but didn't hear Zhong Qian's response.

Looking down, there was a piece of paper on the dining table, and on the paper was Zhong Qianjuanxiu's handwriting.

Wu Song frowned slightly and picked it up.

Wu Song, I'm leaving, yesterday's night was a night I will never forget, don't look for me in the future, and I won't see you. Our acquaintance should be regarded as a dream.

Wu Song looked at these words in a daze, feeling that all this was so illusory, and it didn't seem to be true at all.

He got up and searched around the room, but there was no trace of Zhong Qian, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhong Qian's number, but it was turned off.

Wu Song did it and smiled bitterly, what is this, *?

He didn't understand why Zhong Qian was so crazy yesterday, and he couldn't figure out why Zhong Qian left so quietly and left such heartless words.

He came to Zhong Qian's room, recalling all the things of yesterday, but he couldn't guess why Zhong Qian did this. He even suspected that yesterday's events were just a dream.

When he saw the red on the sheets, he was sure that the night of yesterday was real.

Wu Song lay on the bed, his heart ached, he wanted to be with Zhong Qian in the future, but now, everything has come to naught.

The relationship has ended before it has even begun.

Is this considered a broken love? It should be, the corners of Wu Song's eyes were a little moist, but then he made a decision, no matter what, he had to find Zhong Qian and ask him face to face.

At this time, a ringtone of the mobile phone rang, Wu Song quickly picked up the mobile phone, and looked at the electricity, but it was not Zhong Qian, but Cheng Wushuang.

"Wu Song, Zhong Qian is gone. ”

"I know. ”

"Are you at home, I'll look for you. ”

Wu Song answered and hung up the phone. He was a little looking forward to Cheng Wushuang coming over earlier, and he felt that maybe Cheng Wushuang, Zhong Qian's best friend, would know where Zhong Qian went.