Chapter 57: Do You Have That Thing?

Song Youcheng, who was at the scene of the disaster, couldn't help but sweat a few handfuls for Lin Qingyan.

"Hehe," he said, "Qingyan grew up abroad and rarely had the opportunity to speak Chinese, so she often didn't make sense. If Fei is familiar with her, she will be used to seeing her. ”

"It's okay, I understand." Irofei smiled, "Although I specialize in French, for reasons that I don't have much opportunity to speak, my French is even more unsightly than the beautiful Chinese." ”

"Great, with Ruofei's understanding, I don't have to be so careful when I speak in the future." Lin Qingyan saw that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, so she changed the topic and said: "Look at me, I have forgotten my business after talking for so long. She took out an imported ointment from her handbag and handed it to Irofi and said, "This is the ointment I am going to give you, I brought it back from France, and it works very well." ”

"Imported medicines? That must be expensive! Yi Ruofei thanked: "Let you break the bank, and I have to trouble you to send it to me." ”

"It's okay," Lin Qingyan smiled, "We are good friends, and I will often come here to chat with you when I am bored in the future." ”

"Okay, you're always welcome."

"The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, so I don't want to be your light bulb," Lin Qingyan said and was about to get up and say goodbye, "I'll go to my house and never leave." ”

Sending Lin Qingyan away, only Yi Ruofei and Song Youcheng's room remained, and the air that suddenly quieted down looked a little strange and nervous.

Song Youcheng was still sitting in the same posture as before, the difference was that Yi Ruofei, who was surrounded by Song Youcheng just now, was replaced by her hugging Song Youcheng after Lin Qingyan left.

Tight white shirt with a looming black bust. Yi Ruofei snuggled in Song Youcheng's arms like a happy little woman, and her eyes were full of happiness.

Yes, tonight she felt him for the first time hers. Although she has been dating Song Youcheng for some days, she has always felt that Song Youcheng still has Lin Qingyan in her heart. It wasn't until Song Youcheng confessed to her in front of Lin Qingyan just now that her heart was steady, and she really felt that the relationship between him and Qingyan had come to an end.

She could now be sure that the Prince Charming, who had appeared in her dreams a thousand times, was hers, and that sense of security allowed her to wake up smiling even when she fell asleep.

However, Song Youcheng, who was held by Irofei Xiong, was a little breathless. Accustomed to acting on the spot, although he considers himself a master of the love scene, he never messes with sex, especially against good girls. But under the pressure of Irofi's 34D chest, he began to worry that he couldn't do Megumi Yanagishita.

"If you hold me like this, aren't you afraid of me and you?" Song Youcheng pretended to be careless, brushed her long straight hair, and asked in a gentle voice.

Irofi hugged him tighter. "You are my boyfriend, as long as you have me in your heart, I am not afraid of what you do to me." He asked vaguely, and Irofi replied tactfully. In her opinion, after two adults who have entered society have established a relationship, these things do not need to be hidden. What's more, her male god's heart house has been emptied, just waiting for her to smash the Yellow Dragon unscrupulously.

"In that case," he propped her chin lightly, "then we might as well wash and sleep?" ”

To put it so bluntly, Yi Ruofei's little face suddenly turned red like a peach blossom in March. "Okay, I'll help you put in the bathwater." Virtuous as Elophi, she was about to get up and put him in the bath water.

Seeing that she was attentive and active, Song Youcheng, who originally wanted to use this sentence to scare Yi Ruofei away, was scared out of sweat.

"Wait, wait, honey, come back quickly." Song Youcheng called her back and said in a serious manner: "I can do the rough work of putting the bath water in the water." I have one more urgent thing right now than putting the bathwater in the water......"

"What's the matter?" Irofi was surprised.

"There's one thing that you need after taking a shower...... I don't know if you have one. ”

"What's that?"

"An/Full/Set."

Yi Ruofei, who was originally generous, instantly flashed a trace of embarrassment on her shy face after hearing these three words.

Oh my God, what does that mean? Isn't asking a virgin if she has a safe/complete/set is the same as asking a monk to borrow a comb?

"How could I have such a thing?" Irofi bowed her head in embarrassment.

"That's right." Song Youcheng's face was embarrassed. "Wouldn't it be tonight...... Alas, I'd better go back. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be tempted to climb into your bed at night and ......"

Song Youcheng didn't continue, but Yi Ruofei's mind was already full of the blushing and heart-pounding images in the comics, and the voices of men and women in the online movies coming from the boys' dormitory......

The blush on his cheeks stained the roots of his ears.

"Good night, dear."

Song Youcheng said goodbye softly, and he breathed a sigh of relief the moment he closed the door of the apartment. It's enough for him to do things that he once in his life, and a good girl like Yi Ruofei should find a man who really loves her.

Song House.

"What do you think of this? The daughter of the chairman of Global Real Estate is slim and elegant, and she should like it. ”

"The youngest daughter of Chairman Zhang's family is also good, I met it last time I went to Director Zhang's house to talk about something, she is a top student of Harvard Law Department in the United States, and she will graduate in one year."

"Eh, this daughter of Chairman Huang's family is also good, at first glance, she looks a little similar to Qingyan......"

Exquisite and luxurious crystal lamps, extravagant and gorgeous Persian blue carpets, in the living room of the Song Mansion, Song Jiangcai and his wife sat side by side on the sofa, studying a stack of photos of the ladies who had been collected.

Just when the two elders were discussing energetically, Song Youcheng's Bugatti sports car drove into the garden of the Song Mansion. The car stopped at the gate, and Song Youcheng walked out of the car with a tired face.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Song Youcheng walked into the living room and saw his parents sitting on the sofa in the living room studying something with relish.

"Cheng is back again." Madame Song raised her head with a smile. "Come and see these pictures."

"Photos?" Song Youcheng frowned and walked over, while asking, "What photo?" ”

"Pictures of girls." Song Jiangcai said: "Your mother took a lot of effort to help you collect it." ”

Is this the rhythm of introducing me to a girlfriend?

Song Youcheng picked up the stack of photos, sat down on the sofa, and slowly admired it.

"The daughter of Chairman Huang, the aquatic king, the niece of Director Zhang of the Taxation Bureau, the daughter of the president of the bank, and the pearl of diplomat Li Minghua...... Wow, Mom, you are really powerful, where did you get the photos of so many unmarried daughters of famous families? ”

Mrs. Song gently patted her son's head, "Don't be indecent with me, let's see if you like it." ”