"You bastard!!!!!" Song Qingnan slapped away Yu Yanbei's hand on her chest, her face was all red, and even her small fists became pink and tender.

Song Qingnan raised his hand, ready to stun Yu Yanbei with a big mouth, but Yu Yanbei quickly grabbed her two hands and raised them above her head, pressed Song Qingnan on the bed at once, and kissed her delicate lips.

Song Qingnan was a little out of breath, and Yu Yanbei only left her lips when she was about to suffocate to death.

This stupid guy can't breathe when he kisses.

Song Qingnan was lying on the bed panting, and she couldn't care about Yu Yanbei who was pressing on her for a while. Yu Yanbei looked at her funny on top of her.

When Song Qingnan reacted, he realized how ambiguous this posture was, his face instantly turned red, and he kept cursing Yu Yanbei in his mouth: "You dead man, do you have any special fetishes, bastard, bastard... Song Qingnan scolded while tears flowed down. As soon as Yu Yanbei saw Song Qingnan crying, he immediately panicked, and kept wiping Song Qingnan's tears with his hands, and the panic in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"I was wrong, don't cry."

"Get out of here, I don't want to see you." Song Qingnan hiccuped and scolded Yu Yanbei. Yu Yanbei looked at the lovely people, she was crying and hiccupping, her face was red and there were tear stains, how pitiful and pitiful her little appearance was.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out of here, can't I get out, don't cry." Yu Yanbei compromised, carried Song Qingnan to the bed and lay down on her, covered her with a quilt, and kissed her on the forehead before going out.

Song Qingnan kept burying his head in the quilt and waited until Yu Yanbei went out before his head came out. Thinking of the embarrassing scene just now, I couldn't help but blush again.

What a shame, it's a 26-year-old woman. Song Qingnan stayed in the quilt for a while, she didn't want to go down, how embarrassing it would be to go out and meet Yu Yanbei again.

Yu Yanbei returned to his room and couldn't calm the evil fire on his body, he stood by the window, lit a cigarette and smoked fiercely.

When Song Qinghe returned home, the whole house was silent, which suddenly made him feel a little weird. Song Qinghe put the snacks in his hand on the sofa, turned around and went upstairs to call Song Qingnan to come down and eat.

"I'm back." Yu Yanbei's faint voice came from behind Song Qinghe, startling him in a daze.

Song Qinghe glanced at Yu Yanbei, and always felt that Yu Yanbei would be a little strange, and he couldn't tell what was strange. I just don't think about it anymore. "What about my sister."

A flush flashed on Yu Yanbei's face instantly, and there was a little smile in his eyes, but Song Qinghe didn't notice this. "In her own room, you can look for it. Do you have something to do with her? Yu Yanbei said calmly.

"Oh, I bought some of her favorite snacks and told her to go down and eat them." Song Qinghe still doesn't know who Yu Yanbei is, too, he is a college student, and he doesn't have much contact with these successful people in high society, so it's normal to not know.

Snacks? Yu Yanbei raised her eyebrows, she couldn't see that she still loved snacks.

Yu Yanbei nodded, ignored Song Qinghe, and went straight downstairs to see what snacks Song Qinghe bought. He had to write them down, his wife loved to eat them, and he would have to buy them for her later.