After getting up in the morning, Song Bingjue ran for half an hour in the morning as usual, and when he returned to Song's house, he didn't expect that one big and one small were already sitting upright at the dining table.

"Early."

He said hello, and Mu Wan'an also raised his head and said hello without being salty.

Looking at her attitude, Song Bingjue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he could obviously feel that her attitude had changed before and after, and it was much colder than yesterday.

Just one night...... What's wrong with her?

Looking at Xiao Si, who was eating eggs unconsciously, Song Bingjue glanced at him a few times, and he pretended not to see it.

It seems that this stinky boy can't count on it, Song Bingjue simply took his own shot, he took a sip of a glass of milk, and frowned pretending to be uncomfortable:

"Wanwan, isn't there a problem with today's milk?"

"Milk?"

Although when she got up this morning, she thought about sticking to her heart, adhering to the principle of not saying a word to this person, Mu Wan'an took a sip of milk and didn't find anything unusual:

"It's nothing...... You taste it again. ”

Looking at her cold reaction, he felt a little frustrated in his heart, but he still took the milk and took another sip on his face, and said casually:

"It's true, it's just that my sense of taste has gone wrong for a while."

Today is Sunday, there is no arrangement for the time being, she is sitting on the sofa with a book, looking through and paying attention to Xiao Si sitting on the ground playing with blocks.

The sofa beside her suddenly sank in, she turned her head to look at the man sitting beside her, and after a few hesitations, she still asked:

"You...... Don't you have to deal with the company's affairs today? ”

"Hmm."

Relaxed and sat down beside her, with a book on his lap, he looked at her with a light smile in his eyes:

"It's been a long time since I've had a good weekend, and I've always been entangled in things like this and that from the company, and I suddenly feel so relaxed with my family...... It's pretty good, too. ”

The soft light in his eyes seemed to be an urn of strong wine, and she only accidentally glanced at it and felt that she was only afraid that she was going to get drunk, so she moved her head away with a bit of self-deception, and her tone had a deliberately disguised indifference:

"Definitely. As a father, if you can spend more time with Xiao Si, I think he will be very happy. ”

Her words swept her clean, and it seemed that she wanted to stay out of the matter, Song Bingjue's eyes sank, and he said inexplicably:

"I used to be with Xiao Si, and every day was the same. It doesn't make a difference whether it's a weekend or a weekday. ”

What he meant was that life made sense to him after she came.

Unexpectedly, she didn't appreciate it from beginning to end, she didn't even raise her eyes, she just lowered her eyes and looked at the book she was holding coldly:

"Oh? Is that so? ”

Seeing her so cold, Song Bingjue felt indescribably depressed and lost in his heart, and his face faded from the gentleness he faced her, and returned to his usual coldness in the company, "You don't have anything else to say to me?" ”

"Between us...... Is there anything else that can be said? ”

The meaning of his words, Mu Wan'an could vaguely understand, but she still avoided it like an ostrich, she restrained her eyebrows, not letting the slightest emotion be exposed, "If you have anything to say, just say it." I'm out of the way. ”

Listen up!

Listen to what she has to say!

Song Bingjue barely tilted his nose, and his calm eyes reflected a little indifferent light:

"Are you sure?"

Glancing at Xiao Si, who was seriously playing with the blocks, she couldn't help but be a little shaken again, after all, it was something in the adult world. She didn't want him to get hurt.

"That'...... I'll see you in the study later. ”

After getting her answer, Song Bingjue nodded with satisfaction, as long as she came to herself, everything would ...... It's all still under your control.

After Xiao Si coaxed him to sleep at noon, Mu Wan'an sat on the sofa in the study with a little anxiety.

It is said that a person's study can best reflect his taste and character. Song Bingjue's study is just like him, in addition to being cold, it also has a luxury and nobility that cannot be ignored, deliberately aged dark green dur silk curtains, unpretentious pineapple wood tables and sofas made of wood grain cotton and linen fabrics are self-contained.

The master of the study sat behind the desk, and never looked up, but said faintly "You're here" as she sat down on the sofa.

After such a long silence, she was a little at a loss, so she took the initiative to speak:

"About my relationship with you...... I thought about it for a long time, and it was a little too intimate before. That's not good. After all, you are ...... I am a newly divorced woman, and I may unconsciously become dependent on you psychologically. I think it was my mistake. ”

"Your mistake?"

She opened her mouth, and he stopped what he was busy doing. He was confused, he didn't understand what she meant, and he didn't want to change the way he got along.

"I don't know what you mean, but I don't want to change everything right now."

Looking at his serious expression, Mu Wan'an almost couldn't control himself and promised everything he proposed. But when she thought of the moment when she inadvertently mentioned Chen Xinxue last night, his instantly cold look, she felt that she was going to the same jumping clown, and once that naked heart was discovered by herself, she felt embarrassed.

She pinched her palms, trying to keep herself sane, and said with a pretended ease on her face:

"Although we are singing a play in front of children, after singing a fake play for a long time, it is inevitable that some fake plays will be done...... I don't want to get myself into it, so I feel like we still have to keep our distance. ”

"And what if, I think?"

Song Bingjue got up from the chair and approached her quietly, he looked at her porcelain white face from a high place, she was far from being as confident as when she spoke, her eyelashes fluttered uneasily, and she was extremely nervous at first glance.

"What do you say......"

I didn't expect him to react like this, Mu Wan's tongue was bigger, he said he wanted, what did he think? Does he not want to fall into it, or does he want to fake it?

Seeing her raise her head and glance at herself in a panic, and then quickly lowered her head again, Song Bingjue sighed in his heart, she was so self-deceiving, he had to be more direct:

"Good night, I want to know, what are you afraid of."

At the same time, he took her shoulders and forced her to lift her head up to meet his own eyes, and he looked at her earnestly, not sparing a trace of expression on her face.

"I don't, I'm not afraid of anything......"

His gaze was like substance, and she lowered her eyelashes to avoid him, not letting him see the emotions in her eyes, "And...... What I say is true. ”

"You said you weren't afraid...... But why don't you dare look at me? ”

He pressed forward step by step, looking at her evasive expression, and the strength to hold her shoulders became stronger and stronger:

"Obedient, tell me—"

Mu Wan'an was upset, and was hurt by his vigorous strength, so he simply waved his hand aside, walked quickly to the window, and soothed his heartbeat with the cold scenery outside the window.

What was she going to tell him?

Tell him that his heart is actually messed up?

She was already addicted to this five-year deal at the very beginning?

Tell him...... Would he be upset about his attitude towards his ex?

No, no, no, it's not her. She couldn't allow herself to lose her mind like that.

Chen Xinxue is the biological mother of his son and his beloved deceased wife.

And she is just a bought-back existence that conforms to Xiao Si's "mother's" imagination.

Thinking about it, the chest that had been bullied because of overthinking calmed down, and she was about to turn around and explain to him when she calmed down, but the next second she was taken into his arms and kissed him heavily.

How could he?!

Her eyes widened, looking at the man who was close at hand, his eyes were deep, as if he couldn't be calmer anymore, but his movements were extremely fierce, and every move seemed to be about to swallow her down.

He put one hand around her waist, the other on her head, pressing her constantly against himself, and she only had the slightest resistance and struggle, and she was greeted with more intense kisses and stronger embraces.

After several refusals to no avail, she simply stopped struggling, just let him hold herself, his lips and tongue were wanton in her mouth, with a strong aura of lust, she couldn't avoid it.

She finally became honest, Song Bingjue slowly relaxed the strength of hugging her, and the plundering on her lips and tongue also turned into a gentle kiss, which made her have an illusion - it seemed that she was his lost treasure, and he cherished her and cherished her......

After a kiss, he carried the little woman with weak legs and feet to the sofa, and the tall man squatted in front of her, even at the same level as her gaze. He looked at her moist eyes and red cheeks, and couldn't help but wonder:

"That's what I want to do. Do you understand? ”

"Self, nature understands."

calmed his breathing a little, Mu Wan'an looked at him with a pair of eyes that were still watery, but what he said was extremely ruthless and cold words:

"In Mr. Song's world, it is common for men to love women. But think about it, it's probably because I'm too naïve, sex is a toy at most for adults...... Isn't it. ”

Song Bingjue, who was still immersed in the sweetness of the two of them, was like being poured with a bucket of ice water from head to toe, extinguishing all his tenderness and sweetness, and his blazing eyes also dimmed inch by inch, so that those who watched it only felt that even the stars were dimmed.

He sneered, "Toys? Good night, you can't help but be too open. ”

"Isn't that so?"

Although he was very terrifying at the moment, Mu Wan'an still stiffened his neck and continued without fear of death:

"Even if Song is always a clean person on the surface, but according to your performance...... Who knows what's going on in your private life? ”