After Song Cheng finished speaking, Shen Kuo's eyes narrowed, and his dangerous gaze was fixed on him.

My throat tightened violently, for fear that he would suddenly attack.

"Really?" Shen Kuo sighed faintly, "Young people don't talk too much, beware of hitting yourself in the mouth." ”

A slight sound of footsteps came from not far away, and I looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Shen Youyou holding one hand on the railing, trembling down the stairs.

She wore a long white dress with a long hem that reached her ankles. Wearing slippers under his feet, he stepped on the steps of the stairs and made a slight noise.

The moment I saw her, I couldn't help but be stunned.

The last time we met was in the hospital, Feng Ruobai took her to apologize to me, at that time, Shen Youyou was not angry, and at this time, she had completely turned into a mobile puppet, and there was almost no life on her body.

Her dark hair hung down to her chest, making her face extraordinarily petite, her chin too pointed, and her face a sickly pale.

But the lips were covered with red lip makeup, which looked bloody and poignant.

The two eyes don't seem to be open, giving people a foggy feeling, like staying in a dark place for too long, suddenly seeing the light, and can't adapt for a while.

Song Cheng was standing not far away, and I was keenly aware that when Shen Youyou appeared, his fingers trembled suddenly, and the green tendons on the back of his hand jumped suddenly.

I have to say that such a Shen Youyou, even my heart jumped suddenly when I saw it.

Not because of liking, but because of pity.

She is like a dilapidated porcelain doll, which suddenly reminds me of Li Xiaomo, who was tortured by others in Shui Yunsong a long time ago.

A kind of mutilated, sick, tortured, but let people know from it that the strange pleasure suddenly hits the heart.

I hurriedly pinched the back of my hand to suppress the strange feeling in my heart.

Song Cheng frowned, and was stunned for more than ten seconds before he forcibly looked away and didn't say a word.

The short flight of stairs almost exhausted all of Shen Youyou's strength.

When she reached the last step, her knees went limp, and she fell to the ground with an inconspicuous sound.

Shen Kuo didn't seem to notice it, and the man in the suit standing aside didn't make the slightest move, and everyone thought she didn't exist.

She lay on the ground desolately, a whimper coming out of her throat.

I saw Song Cheng's fists clenched, and then slowly let go, and said coldly: "Right and right, let's go." ”

Shen Kuo raised his head and said, "What are you doing in such a hurry, could it be that you are empty-hearted?" ”

Song Cheng's face was cold, he glanced at the man in the suit next to him, snorted coldly, and walked to me and sat down.

My attention is still on Shen Youyou.

I saw her two arms propped on the ground, trying to lift her upper body, but she didn't get up for half a day.

As a last resort, she crawled slowly in the direction of Shen Kuo in the position of lying on the ground.

My eyes widened in horror, not knowing what she was trying to do.

What's even more terrifying is that Shen Kuo obviously heard the movement behind him, and I saw his eyes roll, but he didn't look back, as if he had acquiesced to this move.

Song Cheng sat next to me, his position was facing the direction of the staircase, and he could see every movement of Shen Youyou, every time he crawled, he could see it clearly.

Even the look of despair on her face is clearly presented to us.

My heart slowly sank, until I sank to the bottom, and finally understood what Shen Kuo meant.

He asked people to tie me up, wanting me to betray the Song family on the one hand, but on the other hand, he didn't let the person who arrested me confiscate his mobile phone, and it was clear that he wanted me to send a message to inform Song Cheng.

From beginning to end, he told me so much nonsense, all waiting for Song Cheng to come to the door in person.

I'm sure that even if I hadn't sent that text message, he would have had people poke out about me in the Shen family.

Because his purpose is obvious, he wants Song Cheng to appear, otherwise, Shen Youyou's hard work to act in such a scene would not be a waste of feelings.

Just now, he also specially reminded Song Cheng not to speak too much, so as not to slap himself in the face, and the meaning is obvious.

He is determined, when Song Cheng sees Shen Youyou, he will be soft-hearted and compromised.

Nearly 20 years of childhood sweethearts, the first woman Song Cheng has ever loved in his heart, at this moment, like a lost dog, crawling weakly on the ground, which man can stand such a scene with his own eyes?

Song Cheng was born to be an emotional person, seeing all this happening in front of him, could he endure it for three seconds, three minutes, or thirty minutes?

From the moment I sat on the couch, I could feel a slight tremor in his body.

Closing my eyes, I numbly thought that if I watched Shen Youyou climb from the staircase to Shen Kuo's feet, his psychological defense line would collapse in an instant.

Shen Youyou half-raised his head, his eyes staring directly at Song Cheng, revealing a mournful smile.

The neckline of the long white dress was very low, and when you looked from here, you could almost see the snow-white skin inside, and the two soft breasts, which trembled in the air, like a frightened rabbit in the palm of their hands, and when they touched it, they would curl up timidly in a ball.

Sure enough, Song Cheng couldn't stand this kind of torture, and said sarcastically: "This is your own daughter, I didn't expect you to be able to ignore it." ”

The moment he spoke, I let out a long sigh in my heart.

I thought helplessly, Song Cheng, Jiang is still old and spicy, you lost.

At this time, it depends on who can calm down, but unfortunately, Shen Kuo is willing to give up his biological daughter, but you are reluctant to give up this white lotus in your heart.

Shen Kuo smiled at me, with a kind of "Look, men are all virtuous" in his eyes.

I looked at him in silence and told myself not to be influenced by him.

This kind of evil ghost who eats people and does not spit out bones, believes his words, and waits to die without a place to bury.

Shen Kuo enjoyed such a game, shaking the wine glass in his hand proudly, and he was also torturing Song Cheng's patience.

Finally, he felt that the heat was almost over, and began to slowly close the net.

With a tap of his finger on the wall of the cup, he asked, "What, do you want to be a hero to save beauty?" ”

Shen Youyou finally climbed to Shen Kuo's feet, she climbed on Shen Kuo's knees with both hands, slowly straightened her upper body, and looked at Song Cheng pitifully and helplessly, with a thick expectation in her eyes.

Crawling all the way, the skin on her elbows was already reddened, and her whole arm looked as white as a lotus.

Song Cheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a hoarse voice: "What man hasn't had a dream of being a hero and saving beauty?" ”

Shen Kuo smiled casually, casually raised Shen Youyou's chin, and muttered, "Youyou, the little master of the Song family likes you, why don't you go over to serve him?" ”

When Shen Youyou looked at Song Cheng, his eyes were full of horror, and his body was shaking.

When Shen Kuo spoke, she clenched her teeth tightly, and her whole body trembled like a spider web in the wind and rain, as if she could tear it apart if she was not careful.

Shen Kuo let go of her hand, and she fell to the ground, bypassed the coffee table, and crawled towards Song Cheng's feet tremblingly.

Song Cheng stood still, sitting calmly on the sofa, as if he was sitting on a hard chair.

Shen Youyou finally crawled over, touched Song Cheng's trouser legs with both hands, and slowly climbed up to his knees.

Song Cheng's eyes stared straight at her, staring at me so that my whole heart was cold.

What he had said before flashed through his mind, he said he was waiting for me to divorce and then marry me.

So now, before waiting for my divorce, is he going to take a woman by the way to relieve loneliness?

Shen Youyou straightened his upper body and looked at Song Cheng pleadingly, his two lips were trembling, as if waiting for someone to kiss him.

Her throat rolled and she made a muffled voice, inaudible as she spoke, but unusually seductive.

Song Cheng's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out two fingers and pinched his chin.

Opposite the sofa, Shen Kuo took a sip of red wine with satisfaction.

He crossed Erlang's legs, his posture was leisurely, and he looked bored at this game that was destined to win.

Song Cheng lowered his head slightly, my heart throbbed violently, and I saw that he was about to kiss Shen Youyou's lips.

Just when the lips of the two almost touched each other, he suddenly paused in his movements and turned his head to look at Shen Kuo.

Shen Kuo's expression froze, the wine glass in his hand couldn't help shaking, and the constantly rotating wine splashed out along the wall of the glass, hit the back of his hand, and slid down his wrist to his low-hanging arm, directly dyeing his white shirt red.

Song Cheng showed a smile on his face, but complained in his mouth: "Mr. Shen, I have indeed done the dream of a hero saving beauty, but you have to arrange a beauty anyway, and it is too shabby to fool me with such a broken flower and willow." ”

A look mixed with anger and humiliation froze on Shen Kuo's face.

He held the goblet in his hand and didn't put it down for a long time.

Song Cheng let go of his hand, took a tissue from the coffee table, and wiped his fingers twice slowly and calmly.

He stood up, lifted his footsteps, directly pushed Shen Youyou to the side, pulled my wrist and pulled me up, pointed to my face, and smiled at Shen Kuo: "If Mr. Shen wants to use a beauty trick, remember to look for it according to this face." I have a bad mouth and poisonous eyes, and no one else can look at me. ”

I was dazed for a while, and before I understood how Song Cheng pulled back a game, he had already directly pulled me out of the gate of the Shen family and strode forward.

After turning several intersections in a row, I was finally far away from Shen's house, and Song Cheng suddenly pushed me to the trunk of the tree next to me, pressed my head, and lowered my head and kissed me eagerly.