But it's not Song Yixian's hand.

It's Liang Jincheng's.

It's a late autumn night, and it's cold.

The blanket was not hot enough.

She wasn't physically fit enough to take advantage of the heat herself.

Leaned her hand against Song Yixian's quilt, it was a subconscious action, and she hadn't woken up yet.

I'm afraid that even if she is awake, she will not stretch out her hand even if she is frostbitten.

Song Yixian hasn't slept much all the time, there is a stunner next to him, and it is still a little difficult to be the willow Megumi who is not messy.

Just when the little hand came in, the restless heart couldn't be suppressed.

Pulled her whole body into his arms.

She slept soundly, she was too tired during the day, she washed clothes and quilts, and took the car to find Song Yixian, she didn't rest, and she didn't sleep well last night, and she fell asleep as soon as she lay on the bed.

In her dream, it was still icy and snowy, but suddenly a big stove appeared in front of her, and the person who was shivering from the cold naturally hugged her.

Feeling Liang Jincheng's initiative to give him a hug, someone was also happy.

kissed and kissed on that sweet little mouth, sweet as spring water.

She was dressed thinly, just right for him to mess around.

slept with her, and unexpectedly cooperated, that is, her legs were very close together, so as not to let him take advantage of the weakness.

It's time for her to get a good rest.

When he woke up the next day, Liang Jincheng was frightened when he saw the enlarged handsome face in front of him.

When I looked down, I saw that the pajamas on my body were gone.

The two happened to be naked.

Skin-to-skin.

can imagine what Song Yixian did to himself last night.

When she was about to have a seizure, the message prompt on Weibo on her mobile phone thought about it.

The mobile phone is on the bedside table, take a look at the time first, but at seven o'clock, I am not in a hurry to report to Song Yixian's house.

Take another look at the prompt message: Luo Xuxu was drunk late at night, suspected of being hurt by love.

The ghost sent the gods, and she scratched the dot and went in to take a look.

The entertainment news is accompanied by a picture of Luo Xuxu getting drunk late at night.

has always been a queen-like character, and the sad color shown in the corners of her eyes made all fans feel very distressed.

The "trapped by love" circulating on the Internet also broke out a few photos.

Liang Jincheng took a closer look and guessed that this photo was taken by the paparazzi last night.

In the photo, Song Yixian walked out of the "Flower and Full Moon" club with Liang Jincheng in his arms, she was well protected in his arms, and Song Yixian only showed a side face.

Contact the previous news, what pregnancy miscarriage, and the scandal between Song Yixian, one after another.

The official accounts of various entertainment companies are also constantly speculating.

It was even revealed that Song Yixian was actually a second-married person.

Liang Jincheng originally didn't like to watch gossip, but he saw Luo Xuhui with relish.

After all, that's a rival in love

Liang Jincheng was stunned, is Luo Xuxu a rival in love?

Suddenly, a long arm rested on her shoulder, trapping her whole body, and the man's warm breath exhaled from the back of her neck.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Yixian asked, his eyes hadn't opened yet.

Liang Jincheng wanted to hand the phone to Song Yixian, but he held it in the air and stopped.

A narcissistic man like Song Yixian, if he sees such news, he will definitely praise himself or ask her if she is jealous.

If she doesn't have nutrition, it's better for her to listen to it less, so as not to be malnourished.

Just like potato chips and fried chicken, eat less high-calorie.

Although she is good at this bite, she still has to eat less.

She worries that one day if she can't eat what she wants, she will miss the taste too much.

Liang Jincheng put away his phone and threw it under the pillow.

"It's nothing, I'm going to get up and clean up."

Liang Jincheng said that he was about to push Song Yixian away.

Song Yixian was unwilling, so she circled her tighter.

"It's early, no hurry."

"You're not in a hurry, but I'm in a hurry."

She is about to face Song Yixian's grandmother, which is a very serious matter.

That's to see the parents.

With Yan Qingqiu's example, she is afraid of the man's parents.

Song Yixian doesn't care.

"There's nothing to clean up, everything is available at home, and you can't use it if you bring things over, not to mention that you don't come back to live, and after bringing it over, it's not good for you to live when you come back?"

"I can come back to Weiran and make up for it."

"You can make up with her, so what should I do, I can't make up with her, your roommate is good, but compared to you, I only like to sleep with you alone."

Song Yixian's arms moved down and pinched her sensitive place, which made the person who wanted to move stop moving all of a sudden, and became a soft candy thread.

"You, stay away from me, you said you wouldn't touch me yesterday, and you're still being toyed with in the middle of the night" was still toyed with by him, and she still felt a little sore in her chest.

"I said I won't touch you, I just don't do those things, but there will definitely be no less kisses and hugs, not to mention, you took the initiative last night."

She took the initiative to take a hand, and he moved her whole body.

As the saying goes, "pull a hair and move the whole body"!

"Me? How is that possible"

"You felt cold last night and rubbed into my arms."

Liang Jincheng's little face was red, it was all up to him to say, he pursed his mouth, and didn't admit it, "You don't have any evidence." ”

She tugged at the quilt to separate herself from him, and put her head in the quilt.

Stretched out a lotus root arm and probed the underwear on the bedside table, which he put away last night and forgot to take it.

She was so sleepy that she didn't pay attention to whether this thing was in the way of her appearance.

I took that thing and stuffed it into the quilt.

Song Yixian watched her make a fuss in the quilt, and then watched her get dressed and get out of the quilt.

It's like playing a game of peek-a-boo with him.

It's funny.

Liang Jincheng looked at him and smiled, glared at him twice, and then went out by himself and went into the bathroom to wash.

Now that Lin Weiran hasn't woken up yet, it's best that she can leave here with Song Yixian before Lin Weiran wakes up.

So as not to be embarrassed.

Liang Jincheng quickly cleaned up, and when he came out of the bathroom, he happened to look at Song Yixian, who was already dressed.

His hair was a little messy, but he still looked lazy and luxurious.

The collar is unbuttoned twice, and he looks unruly.

Liang Jincheng pushed him into the bathroom, "You move faster, I'll go with you." ”

After Song Yixian finished cleaning up, Liang Jincheng brought his daily clothes and put them in a small box.

When he went out, Song Yixian was holding the box that was not heavy but not light in one hand, looking very relaxed.

Liang Jincheng looked at the back and felt that her thick arms could still carry her on her back.

Song Yixian's strength is always so great.

also adheres to the saying "Strip with meat, dress thin".

Descending the stairs, Liang Jincheng sat in the co-pilot.

Song Yixian drove the car himself.

I got on the key, stepped on the accelerator, and the angry red slipped out.

After driving for about ten minutes, Liang Jincheng suddenly remembered something.

She looked at Song Yixian beside her suspiciously: "Didn't you say that the tire burst?" ”

Song Yixian said "um", "Maybe I'm better by myself again." ”

Liang Jincheng gave him a roll of his eyes.

When she arrived at the place, Song Yixian parked the car, then picked up her suitcase and entered the palace-like villa.

Aunt Wu stepped forward, took the things, and was surprised when she saw Song Yixian beside Liang Jincheng, and then said to Song Yixian: "The old lady knows about this, she is angry, I was waiting for you to come back last night, and now I have to hurry up." ”

To Song Yixian, Aunt Wu is equivalent to a wet nurse, and her speech is not as respectful as Mama He's, and she is even more intimate.

Song Yixian patted Liang Jincheng's waist, signaled to leave, and then instructed Aunt Wu: "Then Xiaocheng will trouble Aunt Wu, I'll go and coax grandma first." ”

Song Yixian strode up the spiral staircase and went upstairs.

Liang Jincheng faced Aunt Wu, with mixed feelings in his heart, and shouted respectfully, "Aunt Wu." ”

Last time, Aunt Wu was quite kind to herself, but today she did frown slightly.

Aunt Wu sighed lightly, and couldn't say anything to blame, "I'll take you to your room, and the little young master will trouble you during this time." ”

"Don't bother, Aunt Wu is polite."

Liang Jincheng followed Aunt Wu into the room.

The orientation of the room is very good, and the environment and facilities are naturally high-end, so that Liang Jincheng has a feeling of being unblessed.

Aunt Wu said: "The little young master can get home in the afternoon, and said that he wants to eat the lotus root pork rib soup you made himself, so you can go out with Mama He to buy some materials and come back, and when it is boiled, you can give it to the little young master to drink in the afternoon." ”

"Okay." Liang Jincheng listened to the order.

Mama He was waiting for her downstairs, and the two went to the nearby market in the driver's car together.

Song Yixian watched Liang Jincheng enter his driver's car, and frowned, "As soon as the talent came, let the family do coolies." ”

"Yo" The old lady said in a strange tone, looking at her grandson angrily, and her eyes were eager to follow the car outside, "It's just that if you let her go out to buy vegetables, it's considered to abuse her, if I let her sweep the floor, you can't have a fight with me, an old woman?" ”

"It's a real deal." Song Yixian's temper is not much different from that of the old lady.

The same is hard and stubborn, and it stinks to death.

Speaking of which, Song Yingrui is the same.

That's easy to explain, genetic.

"If I had known that the doctor Ying Rui liked was the woman you said, I would never have promised you to let her in."

"But she's already in the door." Song Yixian's slender fingers slid across the blue and white porcelain antique plate, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, it's just that you entered the door of my house, but if you want to marry in, I don't allow two hundred." The old lady stared at her grandson's back.

The ivory cane clattered on the ground.

Song Yixian didn't care, "You don't allow it, it doesn't count." ”

"Hehe, your wings are stiff, dare to make your own decisions, right?"

"It's not a question of whether I dare or not, it's that I've already made a decision." Song Yixian turned around slowly, his back straight.

"Huh?"

"I've already got a license with her, do you want to see the marriage certificate?"

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