Wen Qingshui said very objectively, and did not whitewash his image at all. But her words also made Song Xijun very angry.

He didn't know what the problem was, and she was so honest about her thoughts. She was delighted. She doesn't like it, he can change it! He can change it now, he can change it when she goes back! But what does she mean when she says she can't afford her friend's life? What results? What does she do her part? Which is not? Is she going to push him away? Is she ready to let go?

"Did you make a unilateral decision?"

"All three of us are independent individuals! Each has the right to choose his own life. ”

Song Xijun was even more angry when he heard this!

"Are you hard-hearted?"

"Yes!"

"Yes?" Song Xijun looked at her with a pale face, took a step forward, and took her in his arms. The next second, he kissed her on the lips domineeringly. I can't help but say it, it doesn't make sense at all, and I don't relax.

Wen Qingshui was stunned for a second, and wanted to resist desperately. But under his pincer-like arms and strong kisses, there was no backhand. But after a while, he was indulged in his domineering wet kiss.

The corridor was immediately intercepted by Wei Dong and others at both ends, so that no one could disturb them. In the distance, many people smiled and pointed.

But in a room not far away, a man stared at a computer screen and was furious. On the screen, there is a picture of two people kissing.

"I just said that you underestimated your place in his heart!

"I don't believe it! He was only momentarily blinded by the woman. I used to have a place in his heart that no one can take over. Just wait for me to raise my head completely in his heart!" said the woman, slamming the door and leaving.

The man in the room, with a smile on his lips, looked at the two people on the screen with interest. The woman came out of the domineering long kiss at this moment, her face was red, her breath was short, and her eyes were misty.

"Yes, maybe I should change my strategy!"

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Song Xijun was also a little confused. He had never done anything when Wen Qingshui was unwilling, and he was in a hurry today! Why didn't this woman give him a chance to explain today? Kissing her and gagging her mouth, although it was a good idea, he found it unusually easy to use, and sweet. They hadn't been so sweet in a long time! and the kiss had strengthened his confidence. She is so beautiful, how can he let go!

Seeing the woman's eyes floating and dodging, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart.

He hoped that Xu Dongdong was not that kind of person, and he also hoped that she could live well. But he didn't tell anyone about it, seeing Xu Dongdong and coming into contact with her made him feel depressed and depressed. But when he saw his little woman, his heart was filled with joy. saw that Xu Dongdong moved a stone and put it in his heart. But the little woman who saw him carried the big rock away and was taken away.

"Qingshui, my choice will never change! You are my only choice, always will be. So don't push me away, give me some time. In no more than a month, I will confirm her identity and I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

Wen Qingshui is actually a little confused. Even if he said it for half a year, she would agree! At this moment, she had a stove in her heart! The cold of the third party could not invade her body at all.

"Good!" her voice was soft, her cheeks flushed. made Song Xijun couldn't help but feel distracted again.

"Let's go! I'll take you somewhere!"

Wen Qingshui was taken out of the hospital in a daze and put in the car.

In the car, Song Xijun tried his best to control her, but he couldn't help but kiss her twice. made Wen Qingshui, who had finally recovered a little refreshed, dizzy again.

When Wen Qingshui was taken out of the car, he found out that he had arrived at the supermarket!

"How do you get to the supermarket? Is this where you're going to take me?"

"No, let's buy something to eat first!"

After strolling around the supermarket for a while, Wen Qingshui felt unusually calm. It's a little weird. In fact, the love is deep, those romance, excitement, and enjoyment are not as real and warm as the most ordinary firewood, rice, oil and salt!

The two walked into the supermarket hand in hand, pushing the shopping cart, shopping for vegetables and fruits. This is the warmest and most romantic life. In her opinion, it is more sincere than any high-end consumption.

"We buy so many vegetables and fruits to prepare for going back to the villa to cook?"

"Don't go back to the villa!

"Old mansion, make tonic for Uncle Wang?"

Song Xijun looked at her and smiled, his eyes bright.

"Why do you always think about others, let's go to my old mansion!"

"Yours?" Then Wen Qingshui understood, it was where he lived when he was a child. That place had a special meaning for him, and he had already taken himself to it once, and that was the time when he made it clear that he recognized himself. It's a pity that I got drunk later. I thought I was dreaming about something so important.

"What do you think?"

"The wand you gave me at the old mansion that time, I thought it was a dream. Why haven't you been debunking?"

"Haha, think about that? You were so cute! By the way, your wine really wasn't very good?"

"You dislike me?"

"I like it!"

Walking into the old house again, she found that her mood was a little different, from passive acceptance to active pandering. The difference between heaven and earth is really heaven and earth. And it's growing rapidly.

She is still sighing that Song Xijun has begun to act. At this point, he is no longer a high-ranking president, he is just an ordinary family man. I took off my crisp suit, changed into loungewear, and tied an apron. The tall and straight figure is busy in the kitchen, but he doesn't feel out of place.

Seeing this, she felt more warmth in her heart. It is good to plan for a rainy day, but if you are too nervous before the storm comes, you will lose the joy of life.

After thinking about it, she rolled up her sleeves and walked in. There is a pair of busy figures in the kitchen, and it is warm.

The next morning, Wen Qingshui woke up in a warm embrace. It was as if his body was scattered, and he had no strength. But it is surrounded by a lot of happiness.

"Woke up, I cooked porridge!"

"Good!" she was still confused, her voice soft and muddled.

She was like a lazy kitten, arching in his arms, coupled with a lazy voice, the temptation/seduction of Song Xijun was simply fatal. Decisively took a sip on her cheek, then got up and went to the bathroom.

"President, Mr. Tang is calling, the company has an urgent matter, ask when you will go back?"

Song Xijun glanced at the text messages on his mobile phone, and then continued to carefully sort out his appearance! When he came out, he found that Wen Qingshui had actually slept again.

"Little lazy cat!"

Grunted and walked out of the room.

"Let her sleep a little longer! Just be safe!" Song Xijun said to Liu Mei before leaving.