Kiss, cuddle, and press, you won't get pregnant, right?

Xiao Yuan figured out that she was actually saying that she was pregnant with someone else, so he sat up from the bed, twisted his brows and asked, "When is it?" ”

"At the beginning of last month." Song Qiaobi said while holding her stomach.

Xiao Yuan rolled his eyes, pressed his forehead with his fingers and tried to recall, it seemed that it was the few weeks he was not in Kuncheng, women, women, it was really unreliable, not a single one! He didn't pay attention to her, he didn't take care of her, she not only married another woman, but also conceived a sinful seed! However, this shot is really stable, accurate, and ruthless! You can't just do it in this bed, do you?

"His?"

"His."

"So married?"

"Not bad."

Xiao Yuan snorted coldly, stood up and straightened his clothes, and pointed at Song Qiaobi who was sitting on the edge of the bed: "Count you ruthless!" After speaking, he raised his legs and left, the bedroom door slammed, the door slammed again, and the footsteps in the corridor were violent, and they disappeared after a long time.

Hearing him leave, Song Qiaobi in the house eased his mood, helped his head, felt that his hair was sweaty, and his fingers were cold, fortunately she was witty, and she had a flash of inspiration at the critical moment, and pulled out such a lie, even believing this demon, thinking about it and feeling ridiculous.

In fact, Song Qiao is not much better than this person, she is timid, and she can't stand things, she looks down on herself. Character determines fate, when she was a child, someone told her fortune, and the words said: Everything is not hard to ask for, and all efforts are in vain.

She didn't understand it at the time, she thought it was unlucky, so she showed it to her father, who put down the lottery ticket, glanced at it, and translated it directly for her: "Don't think too much, it's useless to think too much." ”

That day, her dad didn't win the lottery ticket, but her mom was hit by a car on the way home to cook.

Later, her father learned from the pain and felt that the lottery was too obsessed! If you want to play, you have to play stocks and engage in financing!

Not to mention, in those years, her father still made a small amount of money and sent Song Qiaobi to the most expensive private school, so that she was fortunate to be a classmate with the local tyrants for a few years, and it also made her have a good face of the young lady's temper. Of course, her father still firmly believes that the weak are resentful, and the strong are lucky, rather than being tired of becoming a dog, it is better to gamble with an open mind, and finally mortgage the house and put up the land, and the wealth of several years will come to naught in an instant.

Bitter is bitter Song Qiaobi one, from the spire to the dust, from Bai Fumei to the female sling, plummeting, cold and warm, bitter self-knowledge. No matter how hard you study, you can't catch up, the competition in the junior market is fierce, and I didn't grasp the opportunity to find a godfather, so I can only rely on my appearance, go out to eat, and be a secretary under the hands of a contractor.

The foreman also rubs oil, but he is afraid of his wife's room inside, and he is afraid of concubines outside, sneaking, small favors, which has caused a lot of hard-working people to complain, plus Song Qiaobi This girl, she doesn't need to apply any high-end cosmetics, she has her own charm and bones, especially the eyebrows and eyes, there is always a little peach blossom and a little bit of water, intentionally or unintentionally provoking people's hearts, so it is inevitable to be framed and slandered. In the end, his wife and concubine partnered and made an appointment to tear up, so scared that Song Qiaobi didn't even dare to ask for wages, so he hurriedly ran away to find his next home, went to a small construction company as a project assistant, and decided not to serve the king anymore.

color, a knife on the head.

Song Qiaobi has not been in contact with men, when she was young and stupid, she also shed tears for a scumbag, it was inevitable that she was fooled a few times, broke her heart a few times, and then let others down a few times, let others shed tears a few times, she didn't love her, she didn't love her, she didn't love her, she was conserved, positive and negative offset, and she gradually felt tired and didn't love.

In Song Qiaobi's view, life is unpredictable, everything is unpredictable, there is sand and haze in front, there are rolling waves in the back, you can't touch the shallows, you can't see the other side, you can't know the way, you have to have a little bit of the spirit of the future soldiers, the water to cover the earth, it's a pity, she is poor in donkey skills, and she can't resist the impermanence of fate.

Therefore, although Song Qiaobi looks honest, she is not so sincere in her bones, the world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit, for a woman like her, the top priority is to choose a reliable man with good conditions as her husband while she is young, this is her ultimate goal of going around and around.

Thinking of her newlywed husband Zhou Chonghan, she almost forgot what he looked like, since he got the certificate on the day he called, he didn't show up, and he didn't even call her.

She didn't call him either, but took defense as an attack, waiting for him to pack up the house and pick her up.

On the fourth day, he still didn't move, she wondered if this person couldn't disappear, but his household registration book and ID card were still with her, and he wouldn't disappear for too long. Even if he lied to her about this qiē, she was fine, she didn't lose the money, she didn't snap, and she couldn't lose anything.

On the fifth day, she even wondered if someone was really married to her on that day, and this person was also real.

On the sixth day, on the weekend, when she finally forgot about this stubble, the phone came, she was singing K with the client at that time, it was her time to sing, it was Faye Wong's "Only Love Strangers", and her stranger called.

Muhammad told the believers that he could let the mountain come to him, and he cried out three times, but he could not come to the mountain, and Muhammad went over.

Zhou Chonghan was quiet here, listening to her side was extremely noisy, "Hey?!" "Hey!" Song Qiaobi blocked his ears all the way, and when he came outside, he could vaguely hear what the person opposite was saying.

"You say it again?"

"Are you free for the night?" The other side also raised his voice.

"You want to see me?"

"Yes, I want to see you."

"Then you'll have to wait a while, I'm here to accompany the client......"

"Where are you? What time is it done? I'm going to look for you. ”

"What about the money locker in the waterfront square, it's nine o'clock, how can I get things done...... Ten o'clock! ”

"Okay, ten o'clock, I'll wait for you at the cash locker."

Song Qiaobi went back again, and the song changed, you are my little apple.

Accompany customers, accompany eating, laughing and drinking, and should, who makes the family the God of Wealth, hand over a look, sign, the project is negotiated, this month's performance is in hand, turn back a phone call, a commission is coming again, and then a happy patted on the head, give a rebate red envelope, this year's harvest is also there, why not accompany?

When Song Qiaobi came out, it was past eleven o'clock, she was drunk for seven minutes, she forgot it, she was thinking about something, but she didn't expect that master to wait for her for so long.

But as soon as I broke free from the customer's embrace at the door, when I turned around, I saw the black Porsche parked in the middle of the square, and when I saw her looking over, I honked my horn.

Song Qiaobi couldn't see it clearly, and he didn't dare to believe it, so he had to twist it with his ten-centimeter high heels, twisting the hip skirt and swaying brightly, revealing two thin long legs wearing black silk, one by one.

The man looked at his face at twenty, his chest at thirty, and his legs at forty, Zhou Chonghan was not forty, and he was just over halfway through his thirties, and he couldn't help but look at the legs, and when he saw her close, he lowered the window, Song Qiaobi bent down and smiled at him: "Teacher Zhou is really trustworthy......"

"Get in the car, it's cold outside." He smelled her wine, and he didn't show his face, just said lightly.

It's quite cold, and it's even colder by the sea, so she wears that, obviously when she goes out, she wants to get in the car, and when she gets out of the car, she has to enter the house, it seems that she doesn't get into his car, but also in someone else's car.

The car was extra warm, because of the long wait, he warmed her seat, and the car was sprayed with a faint grapefruit-scented fragrance, and the sound was soothing piano music, which made her feel unusually relaxed.

"You finally want to see me?" As soon as she relaxed, the alcohol came to her, and as soon as her body was crooked, she leaned on Zhou Chonghan's body, and the latter didn't hide, but she didn't look at her, and only continued to say lightly: "I was on a business trip a few days ago, and I only came back yesterday." ”

"Hah!" Song Qiaobi nudged him, "Don't pretend, you want to capture it, right?" Say, don't you miss me, huh? She pushed herself into his arms, raised her face, and smiled: "Don't you admit it...... I know ......" As soon as she stretched out her hand and wrapped her arms around Zhou Chonghan's neck, she was so dragged that he had to look down at her, and she was stunned when she looked at each other.

She hadn't seen this man a few times in total, and she probably hadn't been so close every time, but when she got closer today, she had a particularly alienated strangeness, as if she had never known each other, and Song Qiao was more timid than she felt in her heart.

"Do you really know?" Zhou Chonghan frowned at her, his dark eyelashes trembled slightly in the faint light of the car, and he seemed to have a faint wildness.

Song Qiaobi was already a little more timid in his heart, but he still raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth, looking provocative.

"Of course I know, I know you like me, you miss me......" Before she finished speaking, Zhou Chonghan asked, "I want to ...... with you?" ”

"What do you want to do with me?" She didn't keep up with him a little, and couldn't help but ask, but Zhou Chonghan was silent, staring at her face tightly, unable to see any expression.

She laughed again, how could she always laugh! I've never seen her laugh so much, and although she also tells jokes, she hasn't laughed so wantonly.

He ignored her, reached out, put her head on his lap, pulled out his hand and turned on the engine, and the car whizzed out as if it had been a long-awaited explosion.

Song Qiaobi lay down at ease, closed her eyes, muttered in her mouth, a high and low voice, like a cat barking/spring, it was itchy to hear, the car drove fast, like an arrow from the bow, the road was sometimes steep and sometimes bumpy, turning left and right, she was not very comfortable, twisting and rubbing between his legs and abdomen, he had to gently press her head, his fingers caressed her eyelids, and rushed forward on the accelerator, until the car slowly slowed down and stopped, he helped her up and said: "Come to me." ”

After saying this, Song Qiaobi's numb nerves also jumped reflexively, adults, how can anyone not understand this hint, not to mention, since they are husband and wife, how can they not fulfill the reality of husband and wife?

Fortunately, she felt that this was normal, and there was nothing more pleasing to her than the fact that he was a normal man.

He took her inside, turned around and closed the door, and before he could turn on the light, he felt that she was like a heat wave coming to him...... She pecked him on the neck, kissed inch by inch, gently and heavily all the way to the earlobe, and dug her hands into his coat, looking for something.

The man hugged her, kneading her soft body in the dark, the fragrance of alcohol mixed with the warm body fragrance on her body, which did not go away for a long time between the narrow snorts, and her thin fleshy little mouth, which was cold on the skin, but hot in the mouth, squirming with a small tongue, wet, hooked him uncontrollably and heavier breathing, and could only hug her tightly by a small cluster of flames in his heart, kissing her hard, as if to melt her into his bones, but he couldn't stand steadily, dragging her into the darkness.