Song was fiddling with her phone, and she hadn't figured out whether to let Michael come up to sleep.

This torment lasted for about an hour, Song Weiwei sat up from the bed, looked at the man who was curled up on the ground, and whispered, "Michael, do you want to ...... Come up and sleep?"

There was a moment of silence, and such a big man looked very pitiful when he shrank on the ground. Maybe the words weren't loud enough, and Michael didn't hear them, still lying there with his back to her.

“…… Before I regret it, you have ten seconds to. She said to the man on the other end of the room.

As soon as he finished speaking, Michael jumped up from the ground, grabbed the soft pillow and quilt and rushed to the bedroom, and then stepped into bed with long legs.

"Do you remember your promise just now?" Song Weiwei did not lie down, but pulled the corner of the quilt in his hand, and said coquettishly with a slightly red face.

"Well, well, I promise to do what I say. Michael said in a very brisk tone, and then lifted the quilt and asked Song to lie down slightly, "If I touch you, I will go back to Germany immediately." ”

When he said this, there was a little doting in his tone, Michael knew that this was a unique feeling for Song Weiwei, and the expression that was rarely eased was only revealed in front of her, and he really wanted to thank the lady just now for arranging such an opportunity for them.

"Why don't you get married?" Song Weiwei asked suddenly.

Michael was very unaccustomed to it, because no one had ever asked him this question directly, except, of course, a journalist. However, under normal circumstances, even if the reporter asks, he will choose to ignore it.

Seeing that Michael didn't mean to answer, Song Weiwei realized that what he said just now was very abrupt, "I'm sorry, I'm really rude......"

"I'm very demanding of my marriage partner. First of all, she has enough charm that I can't take my eyes off it," Michael said as his eyes kept staring at Song Weiwei's side face.

"Secondly, I don't want her to do what I do. Michael withdrew his gaze.

"Why?" Song was slightly puzzled.

Michael told her: "The actor's glamorous back is covered in bruises, and I don't want that person to have gone through all the vicissitudes of life before he met me." ”

He looked at Song Weiwei, who was also turning his head to look at him next to him, smiled and reached out to touch the top of her head.

"Now that I've met you, all other thoughts have been dispelled. ”

Song smiled slightly, she didn't know how to answer, maybe the bruises in Michael's eyes were a little more painful than what she had experienced in the past?

One is an unattainable actor, and the other is a screenwriter who does nothing, as if the god of fate made a joke, arranging them to get to know each other together.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Don't say it too early, you don't know me, why do you think I'm a simple person?" she got a very positive response from the other party: "Whether you are a simple person or a complex person, I will not say a word." ”

Song said slightly embarrassed and funny: "Okay, okay, let's sleep, my back hurts when I took the plane today." ”

Although Michael didn't speak, Song Weiwei was muttering about back pain, should he, a man who has already put himself in the position of a prospective boyfriend, do you want to take some practical action?

"Hey, hey, hey, don't touch me, what are you doing, big brother!" Song Weiwei really couldn't push this guy away, and seeing that he didn't make any outrageous moves, that's it.

"I'll help you rub it. Michael said.

It was a pair of warm big hands, and the fingertips rubbed a little when they were covering Song Weiwei's waist. Soon, he found the sore spot, and the skillful bulldozing and pressing made Song Weiwei so comfortable that he fell asleep without much effort.

When she woke up again, it was dinner time, the bedroom door was no longer locked, and she and Michael seemed to have a much better relationship because of this little episode.

"Don't giggle at me. Song Weiwei said to Jiang Yi.

"What's the matter, my strategy doesn't work?" Jiang Yi held his chin and watched Song Weiwei gulp down rice into his mouth, while Michael, on the other hand, used a spoon and chopsticks to eat elegantly.

"Who taught him to use chopsticks?" Jiang Yi asked.

"Of course it's me, or who else. ”

"It's terrible, I said slightly, Michael doesn't seem to like to deal with people very much, so you have to say a few more words when you see my husband. Jiang Yi looked at Michael and frowned.

"What are you talking about?" Michael, who was extremely unhappy that the two only communicated in Chinese.

"Be warm, Mr. Winston. Song complained slightly.

"I forgot to introduce, I'm Jiang Yi, I don't know if Weiwei has ever mentioned to you that her best sister is me!" Jiang Yi didn't know that the relationship between the two was much more complicated than he imagined.

Michael knows Song Weiwei to a very little extent, and can only guess what happened through observation, because of the collision of personalities, they rarely have direct communication to the heart.

James does this better than Michael, he can always gently open every line of defense of girls.

However, Michael was still steadfast, and nodded pretending to know: "I know." ”

"Wow, your little brother is so cute. Jiang Yi smiled and said, "I guess you didn't mention the past to him at all." ”

"Selfish guy, share your story with him, this is also the first step to becoming a friend. Jiang Yi said.

Early the next morning, Song Weiwei was pulled up, and after a hasty breakfast, he followed Jiang Yi to run the wedding dress shop and styling room, and finally they came to the SPA beauty salon again, lying on the massage table and whispering.

"My husband will come back today and take you to see you in the evening. When Jiang Yi mentioned this man again, Song Weiwei was not only puzzled: "You said that I know who it is, give me a hint first." ”

"TV station, my 419 object, college male god. ”

Song thought about it for a while, and quickly locked the character on the senior who Jiang Yi had a crush on back then.

"You mean, that golden-rich playboy Gong Gong Kazuma?You have a leg with Gong Kazuma?!" At this moment, Song Weiwei's volume was by no means something that could be described by whispers, and she could only shout to Jiang Yi.

"You be quiet!" Jiang Yi roared in a low voice, "I wasn't there that night, I just went back to the wrong box and ran to the room where he was......"

"Dead girl, what's wrong with you!" Seeing that Song Weiwei was about to get angry, Jiang Yi hurriedly reassured: "Look at you, I'm not good with him." ”

"How bad Gong Kazuo's reputation is! Amorous and corrupt private life! Any one of these is enough to sentence me to death countless times in my heart. Song Weiwei was angry when she remembered that Gong Yifu had harmed the little girl when he was in school.

I don't know what evil she has fallen into, Jiang Yi still prefers this girl.

To put it simply, for a man who is rich and amorous, he has seen a lot of girls like Jiang Yi who look a little good, and in the end, he can give Jiang Yi a name, should it be because of the child in his belly?

"Well, he's not as bad as when he was in school, in fact, Kazuo is not only a businessman, he usually writes poetry and goes to the university to do some course guidance. Jiang Yi openly broke away for his family.

Song sneered slightly: "It's clear at night." ”