Chapter 9: Midnight Terror

"I'll talk about it later." Song Yanjun's eyes looked straight ahead, and he didn't say anything to her, just quickly increased the accelerator.

Back at Song's house, I thought everyone was asleep, but I didn't expect the living room to be brightly lit, Du Yan suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, she subconsciously shook her fingers and pushed the door in.

Sure enough, Old Man Song was sitting on the sofa, staring at the door with a gloomy face, as if he was waiting for something?

"You haven't rested yet?" Song Yanjun's attitude was quite respectful, and he greeted him with a slight bow.

"You left Song Li at the banquet and let me rest?" Old Man Song began to make trouble.

At this time, Du Yan understood that the old man had come to Xingshi to ask for guilt, anyway, today's matter was caused by himself, and he was about to speak.

Song Yanjun glanced at her coldly, and ordered in a deep voice: "You go upstairs first." ”

"No......" Du Yan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to justify.

But Song Yanjun shot a cold look on her face: "Let you go up, don't you understand?" ”

The man in front of him was like a person who had suddenly changed, obviously he was fine just now, but now he suddenly spoke viciously to each other, Du Yan felt very strange, her delicate brows were tightly wrinkled together, and she scolded: "Perverted." "I went upstairs quickly.

"What? Afraid I'll talk about her? Just let the family go up first? Old Man Song narrowed his eyes and glanced at Song Yanjun playfully.

"No, it's just that if there is, it's not suitable for her to hear." Song Yanjun's face was indifferent, and there seemed to be a slight contempt in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" Old Man Song glanced at him suspiciously.

"What happened at today's banquet, if you leave it alone, it will be a shame for the Song family in the end, no matter what, she is the young grandmother of the Song family, and it doesn't seem to be good to be scolded by others pointing at her backbone." Song Yanjun raised his eyes, and his tone was very calm, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

"What about Song Li? How could she call me crying? Old Man Song listened to his explanation, and his anger seemed to have dissipated a lot, but he still questioned unhappily.

"The situation is urgent, I have already sent a driver to pick her up, maybe she hasn't arrived yet, I will explain to her when she comes back." The man cupped his forehead, and the impatience in the corner of his eyes flashed.

Saying this, it seemed to be a matter of course, and Old Man Song glanced at the man: "You have to remember, what is the purpose of marrying Du Yan in?" Don't forget your heart. ”

"Don't worry, I know, it's not early, you can rest early." Song Yanjun narrowed his eyes, then turned to leave.

At the moment when he turned his back, Song Yanjun's face instantly became gloomy, his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan", and his eyes became very impatient.

At this time, Du Yanzheng returned to her room, and after taking a bath, she finally relaxed her already tired body, she sat on the bed and let out a long sigh, and suddenly remembered Song Yanjun's evil words to her just now, and frowned unconsciously: "Damn man, you actually did this to me." ”

Before the words fell, she heard the sound of the doorknob being turned, but fortunately, Du Yan has always had the habit of locking the door, so the other party has not succeeded for a while.

But this startled her, Du Yan jumped up from the bed and walked cautiously to the door.

Soon, the sound of the key insertion came, Du Yan's face was slightly pale, and she picked up the ornament on the bedside table to protect her chest, as soon as that person came in, she immediately fought back angrily.

In the dark, the man's figure appeared in front of Du Yan's eyes, she didn't hesitate at all, rushed forward directly, quickly grabbed the other party's sleeve, and raised the ornament with her other hand to hit it.

Unexpectedly, the man's strength was so great, just a slight turn, he easily grabbed her wrist, and a hoarse and low voice sounded in the night: "Du Yan, are you trying to murder your husband?" ”

This voice is...... Song Yanjun?

was shocked, and the ornaments in his hands were unconsciously snatched by Song Yanjun.

The man turned on the bedside lamp, looked at Du Yan opposite with a displeased face, and smiled bitterly: "After such a while, I guess I will have a concussion, Yanyan, your heart is really getting more and more ruthless." ”

Du Yan sneered, this person really regarded her here as a city gate, she came as she said, and left as she said.

"What did you just do? Didn't you let me go upstairs first? What are you doing now? Du Yan turned her head away, she really didn't want to talk to him here.

"Don't lose your temper, it's just me who is not good." Under the moonlight, there seemed to be a little more helplessness in the man's eyes, he stretched out his hand and gently stuffed the broken hair next to Du Yan's ear behind his ear, moving gently, as if Du Yan was his cherished treasure.

Seeing this, Du Yan was really confused by him, she took a step back and quickly distanced herself from him: "Song Yanjun, what do you mean?" How did I not know that you still have a schizophrenic condition? ”

Song Yanjun sighed, the smile on the corner of his mouth was bitter: "Du Yan, one day, you will understand my good intentions, it's not early, go to bed early." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards the double bed.

"Wait a minute, are you going to sleep with me?" Du Yan glanced at his movements, and really felt that the cells in his body were clamoring for reluctance.

"Isn't that your obligation?" Song Yanjun evoked a smile, reached out and grabbed her soft thorn, secretly exerted force, and brought the person into his arms.

At that moment, Du Yan wanted to drill into the crack, her face turned red suddenly, she subconsciously pushed Song Yanjun's chest, and kept resisting.

"Don't move." Song Yanjun's voice suddenly became a little hoarse, and his breath became slightly urgent, and he pressed Du Yan's head on his chest: "It's not honest, I'll regret it later, but it's you." ”

Hearing this, Du Yan was stunned for a moment, and then understood what he meant: "Stinky rascal." ”

scolded him in his mouth, but his body was honestly immobile, Du Yan just lay stiffly in Song Yanjun's arms, and over time, she felt a burst of sleepiness coming, yawned gently, Du Yan closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

After a long time, Song Yanjun lowered her head and imprinted a kiss on her smooth and full forehead, and then whispered: "Du Yan, I miss you very much." ”

Du Yan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her heartbeat accelerated a lot.

The next morning, the sun shone on Du Yan's body, she subconsciously turned over, and suddenly found that Song Yanjun had left.