After a while, her expression became serious, "I happened to meet the son of the boss of Dior in the Netherlands, and he is now sent to the mainland to be responsible for developing the Chinese market, so I also came back early to help him......

Song Yang was a little unclear, "This, you mean, is it your boyfriend?" ”

She nodded and didn't speak.

"Then ,......" Song Yang didn't know what to say. This is no comparison between money, family background, or anything else.

"Let's just take it as an accident and let's go." She gently hugged Song Yang's waist.

"Where are you going?" Song Yang asked uncertainly.

"Go home and sit down." She said quietly.

Song Yang was stunned for a moment, and immediately came to his senses, and smiled: "Okay!" Hold on tight, let's go home! ”

The motor roared and flew into the night street.

The weather during the day is still very hot, it will be much cooler, there are almost no people on the street, there are few vehicles, Song Yang's motorcycle is like a zombie wild horse galloping on the street at midnight, the warm and humid night wind is like flowing water whistling past his ears, and at the same time, there are some winds constantly impacting on Song Yang and Dai Xinni's faces, making Song Yang's head dizzy. Daisine was excited like a child next to her, clapping her hands and shouting, "Quick! Fast! Fast! ”

Song Yang felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and he was still beating with the music of "Happy Hometown" with a hand holding the handle, and he was still muttering in his mouth.

Jincheng's motorcycle also swayed like drunk, but Song Yang was unconscious.

Desienne sang intermittently to the music: "Come with me; Set off at dawn; The dream has awakened; The heart will not be afraid; There is a place; That's a happy home; …… I do everything I have to find it, even if it costs my sorrow...... Tomorrow will be able to get to ......."

Song Yang likes this song very much, this is a very popular light rock song recently, the lyrics have urban culture people's thoughts on life, and it can be said that it is not low in popular songs. But the color of this piece comes from the music, from the vivid tones and light rhythms.

The composer's genius lies in capturing an urban and interesting musical theme, and it is not undelightful to follow the rhythm of the city. You may not be able to accurately describe this rhythm, but you can feel it flickering right before your eyes.

Song Yang always felt that there was an ideal thing surging in this song, and every time he listened to it, his heart was warm.

Light rock has been as degenerate as other art styles over the years, and it seems that it is in front of other pop music, and these domestic art moths and some conspirators have colluded together to hollow out everyone's hearts, and they have done their own things in the name of rock and roll art, covering for their own pickling girls and breaking shoes.

But Song Yang likes this song, like it is like it, and he doesn't need any special reason. is like a pickled girl, it is difficult to buy beautiful women with money. Just like making love, there is true affection to be free.

In fact, urban youth are not incorrigible, and young people in the hotbed of depravity still hope that something spiritual can resonate with.

Just when Song Yang was thinking wildly, he heard a sharp brake sound, Song Yang quickly slowed down, and looked at it, an old Santana was almost side by side with himself, a young man driver stuck his head out of the car window with a red face, and seemed to have drunk a lot, and whistled at Dai Xini: "Beauty, get in my car?" ”

scolded Song Yang again: "You are two or five, can you drive?" ”

Song Yang was on fire, someone actually wanted to cut off his beard, he laughed: "You're only two or five, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute, what's the bird?" As far as you are a broken mulberry, will there be a beautiful woman who can look at it? ”

One sentence scolded the driver back, the kid retracted his head, stepped on the accelerator and ran in front of him, puffed out a cloud of black smoke, and ran.

Song Yang was so angry that he scolded Posang who slipped away: "You turtle grandson, stop me." ”

"Bastard, drive faster than me." After speaking, he turned his head and asked Daisini, who was still shaking his head next to him, "Did you rub it off with that car?" ”

Dai Xinni said indifferently: "Definitely not, if you want to wipe him up, he can still go, you drove this car and shook your head. Pill-like. ”

"He's not a shitty either!"

Hahaha, the two laughed. The motorcycle accelerated again, and the whizzing wind blew the two of them to sober up a lot.

Dai Xinni hugged Song Yang's waist, her full chest was close to Song Yang, and she kept blowing hot air into Song Yang's ear: "Handsome guy, do you feel it?" ”

Song Yang was blown numb by her, his body was a little stiff, and he thought to himself, I can't stand it, this woman is really violent, and she doesn't turn a corner when she seduces people.

Good thing it's finally here!

Dai Xinni sat down on the sofa where she had slept for half the night yesterday, then leaned back on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, lit a slender lady's cigarette, and said with a long sigh, "Oops, I'm finally home." ”

Then, she looked at Song Yang and said: "During this period of time abroad, the sense of wandering is too strong, and it is very boring, especially when I live in a hotel outside, I especially want to know who is in my own home." You say I'm a woman, am I tired? She looked pitiful.

Song Yang looked at Dai Xinni and hesitated: "I didn't expect you to come back so early, and you didn't prepare anything." Fortunately, the clothes are still in the cabinet, since you love your family so much, don't stay in the hotel today. In the future, if your boyfriend is not here, she will come back. As for me, I'll go to find a house tomorrow, the heroine of this arson fraud case, the flight attendant's new house is empty, I'll ask her tomorrow, it's okay, you can change to a big house to live in. ”

"Okay, what about you tonight?"

"Tonight?" This is a tricky question.

There are many places to live, just open a room, the question is, where should I live? Song Yang looked at her inquiringly.

"Or, you give me the key card of Jinling Hotel, let me feel the luxury ...... of Jinling No. 1 Luxury Hotel"

"You think beautifully, my boyfriend is coming from Shanghai tomorrow."

As soon as she said this, Song Yang understood, this obviously didn't work, it was someone's nest.

"Why don't we swap venues?" Without waiting for Song Yang to say that she would go out to find a hotel for one night, she slyly pointed to the sofa under her buttocks.

"That's fine!" Anyway, when Xiaozi comes back on the weekend, Song Yang just sleeps on the sofa to live.

She looked at her watch, "It's only ten o'clock, and I was drinking and talking just now, and I feel like my stomach is not full......

"That Boss Zhu lobster shop nearby is open, or let's go there." I can't afford to hire a five-star hotel like Jinling Hotel, so I can only invite you to a small restaurant to eat. ”

"Oh, Boss Zhu, good! Outside, every time I see the big lobster on the table, I think of the crayfish in Jinling. The thirteen scents are unforgettable. Let's go, Song Yang, I didn't expect you to be quite good at eating. Daisine stood up happily.

"Maybe one day, crayfish will be the same as Aolong, in the big hotel, no, maybe, more popular than Aolong, you say, that Aolong has a fart taste in addition to meat?" Song Yang seemed to take her hand indifferently.

"Don't swear......" she corrected with a smile, but didn't knock his hand off.

"Accident, accident!"

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Accustomed to getting up early, Song Yang has maintained a good habit in the past few years of regular life. He firmly believes that the sun is the source of energy for all living beings, and that the morning sun can make a man energetic and quick-witted. Those little yellow-haired gangsters on the street, less than 30 years old, are premature, mentally sluggish, strong and hardworking, because of the long-term nightlife and lack of sunshine.

Dai Xinni in her arms was still lazily asleep, the sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains shone on her delicate face, and the silhouette of her face was as fine as a carving, like white jade in the Han Dynasty. Song Yang pulled his arm from under her neck, stood up, and opened the curtains, letting the early autumn morning sun shine on his strong body.

The sun woke her up, and she rubbed her eyes like a little girl. When I saw the child's eyes sunbathing naked at the window, there was no vulgar panic in movies and novels. just pulled the sheets, covered the white part, looked at his sturdy body with a little shyness and a little appreciation, and didn't speak.

Song Yang beckoned to her: "Come, the morning sun is the best for the body, don't miss the gift of nature." ”

She got up, wrapped the sheet around her upper body, jumped out of bed, and ran to the window. Song Yang surrounded her, untied the sheets on her body, rubbed her hands against her skin that was moistened by love last night and was now rejuvenated, and bathed in the morning sun with her.