Song Bingjue's eyes were cold.

Seeing that he defended Chen Xinrao everywhere, Song Bingjue's original worries about him disappeared.

Facing his son's cold and mocking gaze, Song Zhenguo couldn't bear it.

Again, since the death of his wife, his son has looked at him as if he were an enemy.

He gasped for breath, but he couldn't hold back, and the lamp that had just been put back on the bedside table was smashed directly by him again.

"Get out! It's you who should get out! ”

He shouldn't have called him back if he knew it was like this!

The lamp swept across Song Bingjue's side face and smashed directly into the door panel behind him.

"Smack-" sounded, and suddenly shattered.

The atmosphere freezes.

And Chen Xinrao's face was pale, it seemed that it was the first time she had seen this scene, she looked at Song Bingjue with concern: "Sister, brother-in-law, ......"

Song Bingjue turned a blind eye, and after staring at Song Zhenguo deeply, after sneering coldly, he turned around and stepped on the debris, slammed the door and walked out.

When the two fathers and sons met, there was never harmony.

As soon as Song Bingjue left, Song Zhenguo stared at the smashed door, and rolled his eyes in anger.

"Evil Barrier!"

A throbbing pain in his chest.

Chen Xinrao hurriedly stepped forward, took out the medicine from the cabinet, and helped him take it.

"Uncle, are you alright?" She patted him lightly on the chest and said softly.

Song Zhenguo relieved himself, and his originally blurred vision met Chen Xinrao's face in the dim light, as if overlapping with someone in his memory, he was stunned leisurely, and the old eyes seemed to overflow with unknown light, and a name was inadvertently spit out: "Xiaoqing......"

Chen Xinrao was stunned for a moment, and didn't hear what he shouted clearly.

Just about to ask, she saw that Song Zhenguo looked tired, she thought for a while, didn't say much, and accompanied the old man to sleep, before leaving the room silently......

……

As soon as she got out of the room, the softness on her face gradually faded, thinking of Song Bingjue's attitude just now, the cruelty in her eyes swept by, and she clenched her hands tightly.

And the old maid who had just come up from downstairs was startled when she looked at her expression that was obscure because of the backlight.

"Miss Chen." The maid stepped forward cautiously with the freshly warmed milk.

When she got closer, the chaos on Chen Xinrao's face was gone, and she returned to her previous cozy posture.

"Sister Liu, my uncle is asleep." Chen Xinrao opened her mouth, her eyes fell on the cup of hot milk in her hand, and the corners of her lips hooked: "Is it for my brother-in-law?" I'll drop by later......"

Sister Liu didn't doubt him, and handed over the milk......

……

Third floor.

Leaving Song Zhenguo's room, Song Bingjue went back to take a bath.

The relationship between father and son has always been tense, and the scene just now is even more common.

Thinking of Chen Xinrao's coquettish appearance just now, Song Bingjue pursed his lips, and under his unkempt head, the water droplets gradually entered the black hair, falling along the contours of his face, hiding the cold glint in his eyes......

……

And outside the door.

Chen Xinrao knocked on the door, and when she saw that no one had come to open it for a long time, she pushed the door open.

The decoration of the man's room is as restrained as ever, with a combination of black and white, and no other superfluous embellishments.

She took the milk in her hand and looked at the bathroom door, her eyes flickering.

The dress on the woman's body has become a suspender nightdress, and the spring light on her chest outlines a bewitching figure.

In a moment, however, the bathroom door opened.

The man walked out of the bathroom with a mist, his body was long, his body was a little damp after bathing, and his muscles were strong from the outside.

Below, there is just a bath towel around it, covering the private place.

Chen Xinrao's heart trembled suddenly, and her eyes shone brightly.

As soon as he saw Chen Xinrao, Song Bingjue's eyes were cold.

"Get out." The thin lips overflowed these two words, and the disgust in Song Bingjue's eyes was not concealed.

I had expected him to have such an expression, Chen Xinrao's face remained unchanged, her eyes bent, and she was a little charming: "Brother-in-law......"

She stepped forward in a curling figure, and as she walked, the suspenders on her shoulders slowly fell, revealing a large piece of spring light.

The light is blurred, and the outside is seductive.

The light in Song Bingjue's eyes became colder and colder.

Chen Xinrao was unconscious, walked to his side, and leaned the milk in her hand against his lips: "Brother-in-law, it's okay if you want me to go, I'll ......leave after you drink the milk."

The milky liquid swayed gently in the light.

Song Bingjue's face was expressionless.

In the middle of the night, the word "roll" overflowed coldly.

A trace of shame flashed in Chen Xinrao's eyes, but it was quickly concealed, and she looked apologetic and vulnerable: "Just when I apologize for what happened before, Miss Mu's matter is that I went too far, brother-in-law, you also know that I like you, Miss Mu suddenly appeared, I will inevitably ......"

She wanted to speak and stopped, but seeing that Song Bingjue was unmoved, she secretly gritted her teeth and said again: "Or are you afraid that I will be drugged?" ”

can make the old man like it, Chen Xinrao is naturally not really stupid.

After hearing her words, Song Bingjue squinted.

Those black eyes seemed to be able to see through everything and poke straight into the woman's heart.

Chen Xinrao's heart tightened suddenly, and even the hand holding the milk cup trembled slightly, but soon, she calmed down, and then smiled: "Brother-in-law still doesn't know my temperament?" I've always been straight to ......"

With that, she pressed the milk to his lips.

This time, Song Bingjue didn't say anything, directly took the milk in her hand, raised his hand and drank it.

Watching the man's exposed Adam's apple slowly squirm, Chen Xinrao's heart was overjoyed.

Until Song Bingjue finished drinking the milk, she took the milk cup diligently.

With microwaves in her eyes, she approached as if she had nothing to do, leaned on Song Bingjue's ear delicately, and whispered, "Brother-in-law, it's not early, do you want to go to bed first?" ”

She stretched out her hand to take Song Bingjue's hand into her arms, and the spring light on her chest was about to touch.

When the words fell, the man's body was inexplicably hot.

In the air, there seems to be a bit of sweetness.

He sneered, stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Xinrao's throat: "You think I don't know what you're thinking?" ”

"Agitation? Chen Xinrao, the method of agitation is useful, and I am willing, you know? ”

The heat in his body gradually boiled, but his face became colder and colder.

Chen Xinrao was noncommittal, knowing that the medicine she had given had worked, her white and cold fingertips caught the man's hand around her neck, and her tone was extremely sweet: "Don't you want to brother-in-law?" ”

She didn't feel that she was worse than Mu Goodnight.

As far as Mu Goodnight's three-nothing body board is concerned, can she have a good figure?

Thinking about it, she deliberately straightened her huge chest.

What's more, he knew that there was medicine in the milk, didn't he drink it?

In her eyes, Song Bingjue is like this, just trying to maintain her face.

And just as she was about to take that hand off her neck, her neck suddenly tightened—

"Ahh