"Huh? Song Shaoqian, aren't you disgusting, your father was in a car accident, you still have the heart to think about that kind of thing? ”

"Besides, have you forgotten that you haven't touched me in almost two years? Did you take the wrong medicine today or something, and you actually hit me with all the ideas? ”

Zhao Qingya raised her eyebrows slightly, turned her head and sneered, there was indescribable sarcasm in her words.

"Oh, wife, wife, it's not what you think, it's almost too late, you take off your clothes first, and I'll explain to you later."

Wang Duofu's face was anxious, and his words already carried a hint of pleading.

Seeing that "Song Shaoqian" rarely showed a pleading expression, Zhao Qingya suddenly felt a warm current from her brain rushing straight to her lower abdomen, which was a tingling and vengeful pleasure.

But she hid her emotions well, and continued to ridicule in a cold tone:

"Song Shaoqian, what do you think of me? In your eyes, am I a tool that comes and goes? ”

"Also, we're about to get divorced, don't call me wife, I sound disgusting."

As time passed bit by bit, Wang Duofu's anxiety became even worse, thinking about the cheap dad who didn't know when he was going to go to the operating table, he finally gritted his teeth and pretended to be vicious and said:

"You forced me!"

A trace of panic suddenly floated in Zhao Qingya's eyes, and she was familiar with "Song Shaoqian's" interests and hobbies, and she clearly knew that "Song Shaoqian" was not only obsessed with underground racing before the accident, but also liked fitness very much.

Therefore, even after lying in bed for two months, she still has reason to believe that if "Song Shaoqian" really wants to do something, she doesn't even have the slightest chance to escape.

She wanted to force herself to calm down, but her unconsciously trembling tone still faithfully betrayed her true thoughts in her heart.

"Song Shaoqian, you, what do you want to do? I'm telling you, don't mess around. ”

Wang Duofu was slightly stunned when he heard this, he originally just wanted to scare Zhao Qingya, but he didn't expect the other party to be really afraid.

As a theoretical veteran, he naturally knows the importance of continuous pressure at this time.

So, he immediately stood up, and put on a classic face of a ruffian and hooligan molesting a woman from a good family, and gave poor Zhao Qingya "Bidong" to the corner.

"It's all old husbands and wives, and I'm still shy."

"Hey, hey, hey, is it your husband who takes it off for you, or do you take it off yourself~"

Feeling the handsome face of "Song Shaoqian" that was getting closer and closer, Zhao Qingya suddenly had some difficulty breathing and her cheeks were hot.

She secretly scolded herself for "no use", and tried to make a final struggle:

"Song Shaoqian, if you do this again, I'm going to call someone!"

Wang Duofu suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing an evil smile.

"Then what do you think, with the current situation", he said, and hooked Zhao Qingya's chin, "Tell me, how will they feel?" ”

"I think it, even if Dean Zhang comes over in person, he will only sigh with emotion, young man, pay attention to your body, and then you will bring it to the door, just as if you didn't see it."

"Hehe, because after all, we're husband and wife."

Zhao Qingya was suddenly manipulated by his handsome ruffian, and he was bumped into by the deer in his heart.

Frankly speaking, today's "Song Shaoqian" made her feel a little strange.

If the previous car accident "Song Shaoqian" is a stone that she can't cover no matter how hot she is, it is a backwater that no matter how much she pays, she can't get anything back.

Then today's "Song Shaoqian" has already reached the level of an active volcanic eruption.

Whether she wants to admit it or not, such psychological feelings make her feel a little strange and fearful, but still make her inexplicably have a sense of expectation.

In the depths of her heart, she unconsciously had the "terrible" thought of "if he can keep such a character, in fact, I can try to get along with him again".

Zhao Qingya suddenly felt ashamed of herself.

Frankly speaking, if a handsome and golden golden beetle son-in-law like "Song Shaoqian" hadn't really experienced the torture from the other party's psyche, she believed that most girls would be willing to fall into the other party's arms.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingya actually shed tears of anger.

She thought unconsciously in her heart, "Although Song Shaoqian is a bastard, he is really handsome......"

Wang Duofu saw that she finally stopped struggling, so he struck while the iron was hot, attached it to her ear, and whispered:

"Well, close your eyes, and you'll be fine in a while."

Zhao Qingya closed her eyes obediently, not wanting to look at the handsome face of "Song Shaoqian" and the reflected self in his eyes.

Wang Duofu swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

When it came to the end, he suddenly felt a little nervous.

Forced to press these superfluous emotions, Wang Duofu began to be clumsy, and faded Zhao Qingya's clothes one by one.

At this time, the season is still the height of summer, which indicates that the process of Wang Duofu's death and rebirth will not be too long.

But it is obvious that Wang Duofu at this time did not have the leisure to think about these details.

His attention was all on her, on the slender zipper.

Wang Duofu's forehead gradually sweated, and he felt that the air conditioner was a little ineffective today, and it was hot and easy to catch fire.