Seeing such a childish thing by Song Huaijing, Ning Si must not be able to hang up on his face.

She has always wanted to be more mature in front of Song Huaijing, and she has done well before.

Now that he sees this book, I'm afraid it's going to break in a second.

Ning Si didn't know where he got the courage, so he directly reached out and snatched the book back.

She closed the notebook and threw it on the sofa next to her, then turned her head and looked at Song Huaijing with a smile.

"This kind of childish thing, Mr. Song still doesn't need to look at it. Ning Si came to Song Huaijing and squatted down, leaning his chin on his thigh and coquettishly playing with him.

Song Huaijing ignored her, pushed her body away, got up and walked upstairs.

Well, it's still sulking.

Ning Si looked at Song Huaijing's back and pursed his lips.

Recently, the temper of the gold owner seems to be getting worse and worse.

Ning Si slowed downstairs for a few minutes and then went upstairs to find Song Huaijing.

Song Huaijing was sitting on the bed in Ning Si's bedroom, and Ning Si probably understood what he meant.

Ning Si closed the bedroom door, walked over to Song Huaijing and sat down, his head resting on his shoulder.

"Mr. Song, I'm going to Xiamen to film tomorrow......" Ning Si said to him, "Let me serve you well tonight." ”

Song Huaijing lowered her eyes and looked at her, this time, she didn't smile.

"How long to go. For the first time, Song Huaijing took the initiative to care about her itinerary.

"Well, it's probably going to be two months. Ning Si licked her lips, "It's really sad to think that I haven't seen you for another two months." ”

As soon as Ning Si's words fell, he was pinched by Song Huaijing's chin.

She couldn't see the emotion in Song Huaijing's eyes clearly, but vaguely felt that he was angry.

Ning can't figure out the reason. At such times, she wisely chose to remain silent.

"You love acting. Song Huaijing stared at Ning Si's eyes for a while, and spit out such a sentence tepidly.

"It's okay. Ning Si didn't think about anything else, and said to him with a smile: "I heard that my acting skills are okay, so I should develop more in this area." ”

"Not good. Song Huaijing let go of Ning Si's chin and coldly spit out two words.

Ning Si didn't react at first, but it took a few minutes to understand that Song Huaijing was laughing at her for her poor acting skills.

Ning Si was a little curious: "Mr. Song watched my TV series?"

"The Legend of the Tang Palace" has not been broadcast yet, and the TV series she partnered with Lu Ciling has been broadcast, and the ratings are tepid, which has not caused any discussion.

Ning Si didn't watch much of that drama himself.

Thinking of this, Ning Si smiled.

She raised her arm and climbed up to Song Huaijing's neck, "Mr. Song cares so much about me, I'm really flattered......"

Song Huaijing didn't speak, but Ning Si's enthusiasm remained undiminished.

She put her lips to Song Huaijing's ear and kissed his ear gently.

She has never been ashamed to curry favor with the financier.

Song Huaijing's breathing became heavier and heavier, he raised his left hand, pressed Ning Si's waist fiercely, and leaned up with her body.

"Don't ......" Ning Si raised his head and looked at him, looking directly at him, "Mr. Song, your hands are inconvenient, I'll come today." ”

After speaking, Ning Si began to untie Song Huaijing's belt.

……

Song Huaijing didn't refuse this time, and Ning Si could feel how strong his reaction was.

After untying it, Song Huaijing got on the bed and sat down against the head of the bed.

Ning Si glanced down and sat on his shoulder with a smile.

This should be the first time the two of them have used such a pose.

Song Huaijing is used to taking a dominant position in various things on weekdays, and if it weren't for his inconvenient physical condition, this situation would not have happened.

In fact, Ning Si enjoys this state the most.

She closed her eyes and bit her lip, her toes chattering in comfort.

Women inevitably can't control themselves when they are emotional, Song Huaijing looked at Ning Si's enjoyment, and suddenly hallucinated.

The face in front of me gradually overlapped with the person in my memory......

That thrilling betrayal came to mind again.

Song Huaijing lost interest in an instant, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water.

He looked at Ning Si's enjoyment and pushed her off his body fiercely.

……

Without warning.

Doing this kind of thing halfway through being pushed away by a man really hurts self-esteem.

Ning Si looked down at Song Huaijing's body reaction, and somehow, suddenly remembered what Wei Jian had said to her.

He said...... Song Huaijing can't if he doesn't go through that way.

At that time, Ning Si only thought that Wei Jian was nonsense, but after what happened just now, she suddenly believed it.

Ning Si is not a simple little girl who has no personnel, she knows that men can't control themselves at such times.

If you don't vent it out, how can you soften down. Song Huaijing's appearance is really abnormal.

Ning Si lay on the side of the bed, secretly looking at Song Huaijing.

His face was ugly, and there seemed to be a bit of hatred in his eyes.

There was anger all over him, and Ning Si didn't dare to come forward to talk to him at all.

Song Huaijing lifted his pants with his left hand, then got out of bed and walked quickly out of Ning Si's bedroom.

Ning Si lay on the bed alone, and he didn't recover for a long, long time.

It's so uncomfortable to stop halfway through.

……

Song Huaijing returned to his bedroom, took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, and then sat down on the sofa to smoke.

He took out his mobile phone and opened his mailbox, and the video files that had been saved in the transit station were still there.

As if masochistic, Song Huaijing clicked on the video.

The memories that had been sealed in the dust of time opened again.

Song Huaijing stared at the picture on the mobile phone screen, looking at the entangled pair of men and women, his eyes were scarlet.

The phone was almost crushed by him.

After Song Huaijing left, Ning Si lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

She felt like she was getting a little hungry.

In fact, it would have been good to hold on for a few more minutes, but I didn't expect Song Huaijing to stop at a critical time.

She is a woman, not a saint.

Ning Si couldn't sleep, so he picked up his phone to chat with someone.

It's also a coincidence, as soon as she clicked on WeChat, Jiang Wen's message came.

Jiang Wen was looking for her to discuss the time to go to the airport tomorrow.

Their flight was eleven o'clock, and Jiang Wen planned to leave two hours earlier.

Now that Ning Si's popularity has increased, there are more and more fans, and the itinerary is basically opaque.

At this time, there will definitely be fans who go to the airport to see them off, and there are always many paparazzi squatting at the airport to take pictures, Jiang Wen is now paying more and more attention to these, every time he goes to the airport, he has to let Ning Si dress up carefully.

Ning Si also understands the routines of the entertainment industry, and in this regard, she Jiang Wen can reach a consensus.

After chatting about work, Jiang Wen began to gossip with her: I heard Assistant Qin say that Boss Song was discharged from the hospital?

Speaking of this, Ning Si couldn't help but roll his eyes.

She replied to Jiang Wen: No, his hand is still broken, and he can't fight.

Jiang Wen: What's this, you sit on it and move it yourself.

Ning Si: Don't talk about it, I'll sleep, and you will pick me up on time tomorrow morning, bye-bye.

Jiang Wen looked at the message sent by Ning Si, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that she was dissatisfied.

Ning Si and Jiang Wen made an appointment to go out at nine o'clock, and she got up an hour and a half early to clean up herself.

At around 8:40, Ning Si finished putting on makeup, changed clothes, and walked out of the bedroom with a suitcase.

When I walked to the staircase, I happened to run into Song Huaijing. Song Huaijing was also dressed neatly.

He wore a suit and leather shoes, and then put on a plaster cast, which really made people laugh.

Speaking of which, Ning Si was quite puzzled, he was now unable to move, and he didn't know how he could change his clothes by himself.

Song Huaijing glanced down at the suitcase in Ning Si's hand, then retracted his gaze and went downstairs.

Ning Si was not surprised, Song Huaijing was still injured, and she didn't expect Song Huaijing to carry her suitcase.

Besides, it's just a bag of clothes, and she didn't even get to the point where she couldn't even carry it.

After Ning Si went downstairs with his suitcase, he took the initiative to go up and say goodbye to Song Huaijing.