Jo Ann lowered her eyes and didn't speak, hiding her emotions under her long eyelashes.

I knew that I was self-inflicted.

At best, Song Yichen only likes her a little bit, not to the point where she has to be, how could he really fall out with his biological mother for her?

Speaking of which, she thinks too much.

People are just a sentence, but in her ears, it seems like a great gift.

This problem really needs to be changed.

Many times, it is because she thinks too much about herself, but misunderstands the meaning of what he says, resulting in too high hopes.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Again and again.

The same is true.

So......

Joan, you really need to clean up your bad habit of thinking about the good.

The moment she lowered her head, Song Yichen saw gloom and loss in her eyes.

With a soft sigh, he sat down beside her, grabbing her shoulder.

Looking at the woman's calm and slightly disappointed face, she said softly: "I'm afraid you're ...... angry."

Love is this thing, it has this kind of power, so that you can hell for a second and heaven for a second.

One second ago, Qiao An was still reflecting on herself, feeling that she was thinking too much, and the next second, Song Yichen held her into heaven with a few simple words.

Without him taking the initiative, this time, she took the initiative to kiss him on the lips.

All the joy is not worth this kiss.

Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, she dares to go this way.

The situation that had been interrupted early before resumed the flames of war, and it was uncontrollable.

Joan screamed as if she was enchanted, clutching his thin waist and back.

Sink......

Crazy.

The landline phone at home rang.

The two were in high spirits.

Song Yichen glanced at the phone viciously and directly pulled out the phone line.

Re-crash.

"Joan, are you trying to drain me?"

She looked at him with watery eyes and kissed him passionately: "Yes! I'm the goblin who sucks your essence! ”

The night was dark, the chill was thick, the house was full of enthusiasm, and the sound of violent wheezing could be heard from time to time.

The two bodies were entangled, lingering and compassionate, almost merging into one.

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When Ye Wanyi called Song Yichen, Shen Tao was listening beside her.

Just from her conversation, you can guess what Song Yichen said, although it can't be 100% right, at least you can guess more than 90%.

hung up the phone, looked at Ye Wanyi's not very good-looking face, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Aunt Ye, Ah Chen is unwilling?" ”

How could she admit such a face-losing thing!?

glanced at Shen Tao and sighed: "It's all that Qiao An!" I don't know what kind of ecstasy I gave Ah Chen, and now Ah Chen doesn't pay attention to my mother at all! ”

After listening to this, Shen Tao couldn't hide his disappointment.

When facing Ye Wanyi, she still put away her disappointment.

"Aunt Ye, it's okay, if the phone can't get through, just call home, he will always answer."

"Besides, you're asking for a reasonable request, and he should be able to meet it."

It was already eleven o'clock, Song Yichen took Qiao An back to Fenglu Garden, at this time, what were the two doing?

What do you love to do?

As long as she thought of this, she wanted to strangle Joan to death.

Why didn't she die!

Qiao An, this woman's viciousness, Song Yichen forgot? !

Ye Wanyi called the landline of Fengluyuan under Shen Tao's prodding, but no one answered.

After seven or eight beatings, she finally lost her patience.

Abandon.

"Taotao, Auntie heard that your cooking fish soup is a must, I wonder if Auntie has this blessing to taste?"

Shen Tao was taken aback: In the middle of the night, she asked her to make soup for the old lady?