She didn't expect that Song Shaoyan would come back. [Full text reading. 】

At about two or three o'clock in the night, she was suddenly awakened by her cold body.

He undressed, changed into his pajamas again, and slipped into her bed.

Ning An was very uncomfortable, and pushed him hard when he shook his hand, frowning: "Go away......"

She smelled perfume, a very feminine scent of roses.

She doesn't like to use this fragrance, preferring a subtle fruity scent to a floral one.

"Don't make a fuss, sleep, I'm tired."

Song Shaoyan grabbed her hand tiredly and pressed it down.

He was really tired, and if something happened in the company during the day, he dealt with it until late.

Ning An didn't understand, why did she mess with him? The pungent smell of perfume stimulated her nerves and made it impossible for her to fall asleep at all.

Ning An refused to compromise, pulled his hand from his hand, pushed him away hard, and sat up.

She turned on the bedside lamp and got out of bed and put on her slippers.

The clock on the wall pointed to "", and it turned out to be more than two o'clock in the morning.

The night was quiet and extraordinarily long.

He had been out for at least three hours, she thought.

In three hours, everything that should be done was done, and what did you come back for?

Ning An's black hair hung messily on her shoulders, and she felt disturbed, and she didn't feel sleepy.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

"Where are you going?" Song Shaoyan also sat up.

His eyes were a tired blue, his eyes seemed to be displeased, and his sharp eyes were full of wariness.

Like a leopard looking at its prey.

"I'll go sleep in the guest room." Ning An took a shawl.

"Shall I allow you to sleep in separate beds?"

"Song Shaoyan, I can't sleep next to you, I can't sleep, do you understand?" Ning An's eyes looked at him like a fried cat.

Her face was very pale, especially her eyes, and she was exhausted.

"Don't worry, the servants of the Song Mansion won't talk nonsense, and even if they dare to talk nonsense, it won't reach Grandpa's ears. You can rest assured that I will do things. Ning An added lightly.

She knew what Song Shaoyan was worried about.

"Ning An, you'd better sleep next to me, otherwise I can't guarantee what I will do to you."

"Song Shaoyan, are you unreasonable?" Ning An's face changed, it was cloudy, and it was ugly, "I don't want to sleep next to you, I don't want to lean against you, you still want me to understand more?" You're smart, I thought you understood. ”

"Ning An, didn't you marry me just to sleep with me? Well? Not willing to do it now? ”

Ning An's hand clenching the shawl tightly, his knuckles turning white.

There was a look of despair in her eyes.

"Perhaps, a woman will always grow up after meeting a few scumbags. God has been kind to me, and when I meet one, I have grown. ”

Ning An lightly threw down a sentence, glanced at him, turned around and left.

In this marriage, she was injured to the core, and it was more of a self-inflicted disaster.

If you hadn't persistently liked him and loved him at the beginning, you wouldn't have hurt yourself so thoroughly.

Song Shaoyan was angry when he said this, and his eyes were red.

Scum?

No one has ever used this word to describe him, in the eyes of outsiders, he is the pride of the sky, gentleman, graceful, and elegant.

Only in Ning An's eyes, he has become a scumbag.

Ning An walked out of the bedroom and went to the guest room, she locked the door tightly.

Leaning weakly against the wall, his empty and weak eyes silently looking ahead.

The gaze fell on the window not far away, indifferent and cold.

Stained with the smell of perfume on Song Shaoyan's clothes, she felt unbearable, so she went into the bathroom and took a new shower.