Enduring the unfamiliar pain, Su Yiqing smiled self-deprecatingly at the corner of her mouth: "President!

Song Yiheng listened to this, his eyes darkened, he pulled his hand away from Su Yiqing's clothes, and stared at Su Yiqing with indifferent eyes. When Su Yiqing was not submissive, there was really a little bit of Yao Mulan's shadow. Saying that the two of them are not sisters makes people wonder.

"When did you start to fall willingly. Song Yiheng widened the distance between the two people.

He breathed heavily, and his face was gloomy: "I don't want you to fall, but ...... I want you to cheer up. ”

Su Yi smiled coldly, revealing a lot of helplessness and bitterness in his smile: "The president wants me to cheer up......?" What were you doing just now?" The clothes that were lifted up fell, and Su Yiqing's clear eyes seemed to see through Song Yiheng.

Su Yiqing has changed! This is how Song Yiheng felt at this time.

But it's good that it has changed. It's better than being held for the rest of your life.

Song Yiheng's pursed lips hooked up a sly smile: "What am I going to do, don't you understand......" Every time I see Su Yiqing, I will always be aroused by the fire that precipitates in my body. But Song Yiheng is different from Yan Hezhi, and he will not find some women to vent casually. Song Yiheng is dedicated, once he falls in love with it, it is difficult for him to change his mind and will not abandon it at will.

Su Yiqing was taken by Song Yiheng. Since I don't know when, Song Yiheng's heart has been attached to her body, paying attention to her every move, confused because of her tears, and sad because she is going to marry Yan Hezhi.

Under the light, Su Yiqing's stubborn face was unwilling: "Does the president just want me?"

Song Yiheng moved his gaze to the outside of the window, and what greeted his eyes was the green of the mountains, these natural colors gradually calmed Song Yiheng's heart: "Yan Hezhi and I have nothing to compare. "He's a depraved rotten man.

"Men, it's not all the same. Su Yiqing smiled coldly, walked around the room, and looked at every photo of Jian Ai hanging in the room with clear eyes: "Sister Jian Ai is still dead not long ago, and you will take the woman to her room to have fun." "Although that woman is herself.

"I broke up with her a long time ago, and it was her...... Desperate to get you to my bed. Song Yiheng said and took another step closer to Su Yiqing. It's okay not to mention Jian Ai, as soon as I mention Jian Ai, I remember that when Jian Ai was alive, I always urged myself to find a woman to help me relieve the pent-up anger as soon as possible.

Su Yiqing frowned and took a step back. Looking out, the sky was already bright. Outside the window was facing the large courtyard of the nursing home, and at this moment the courtyard was already noisy, and a group of old uncles and aunts who were old and strong were gathering for morning exercises.

Suddenly, a piece of dynamic music sounded "You're my little apple, I can't love you too much......"

When the music started, several old aunts immediately danced with their hands and feet.

This...... It's all about whatever. The sudden music seemed to interrupt the ambiguous atmosphere between the two people in the small building.

Song Yiheng looked out slightly with a twisted face, this place was not open to the public when Jian Ai was alive. These old people also lived in some time after Jian Ai's death, and the people who can live here are either powerful or noble. Song Yiheng didn't know when square dancing was also liked by rich aunts. Don't all those old ladies like more elegant group activities?

"Knock, knock, knock......" There was a knock on the door of the small building.

Su Yiqing, whose clothes were pushed a little messy, instantly turned her back in a panic and sorted out her clothes, and glanced sideways at Song Yiheng. I saw that he was restraining something with his eyes closed......

"Come in. Song Yiheng said in a hoarse and low voice.

With a "s......queak", the door of the small building was opened. The soft morning sunlight fell on a few old men in sportswear standing outside the door, gilding a golden edge for a few red-faced old men.

"Hello, new here?" The old man looked inside the small building with a surprised gaze, and then landed on Song Yiheng and Su Yiqing: "What about the new arrival?"

The building has always been closed. I woke up early today and heard that people had moved in, and many old people were very curious about what kind of people could be more powerful than them, and enjoy the best room in this sanatorium by themselves.

"A few uncles...... How can you disturb people casually!" It was probably the nurses from the nursing home who rushed to drive away a few excited uncles with a few words.

The nurse stood at the door and hurriedly apologized to Song Yiheng: "President! I'm sorry! This group of uncles is like children, as long as a newcomer moves in, they can't help but want to understand it." As he spoke, he felt that the anger in this room was weird, and after apologizing again and again, he hurriedly closed the door for Song Yiheng. I roared in my heart: "Uncles, don't come and smash my job again."

Sent away the uncle, sent away the nurse. The room was quiet again. And the sound of the "little apple" outside the window continued.

"What if...... If you don't think it's quiet here, I'll give you another place to live. Song Yiheng said.

"No, no! I'm already grateful to you for giving me a place to stay!I don't dare to ask for anything!" Su Yiqing said, leaning against the wall and limping towards the small building. At this time, she just wants to take a good shower, eat a good meal, and rest well......

"Your luggage has been moved, you live in the room on the left upstairs, change your clothes...... Wait a minute, the escort will bring the food. Song Yiheng explained lightly in his voice.

Su Yiqing leaned on the wall and went up the stairs, walked halfway and then looked back at Song Yiheng gratefully: "Thank you......!" You're so busy, I won't send it. After speaking, he didn't look back and went to the small building.

Song Yiheng hooked the corners of his mouth, Su Yiqing has really changed, as before...... Give her a hundred guts, and she may not dare to do this to herself.

I found a comfortable place to sit down, and then gracefully picked up the glass of water on the side and drank it slowly.

After a while, there was another knock on the door. Song Yiheng's eyes lit up