Song Zhichen saw her obediently close her eyes, his heart was soft, his slender fingers smoothed her ear hair, and then got up and went to the kitchen, making breakfast softly.

The girl lying on the bed had just become his woman, and he had to take care of it carefully.

Song Zhichen made a simple breakfast, then went to the bedside and picked her up and put her down at the dining table.

Mulberry wine was a little tired and lay on the table, Song Zhichen saw her like this, stretched out his hand to bring the milk to her, and advised: "Drink this."

"Hmm."

The mulberry wine was obediently served, and he drank it all in one go.

Song Zhichen took the empty cup from her hand, stuffed the sandwich into her palm and said, "Eat it and go out for a walk."

"Okay."

Sang Jiujiu was very obedient, straightened up and picked out the meat in the sandwich, and Song Zhichen saw her action.

Silent.

She doesn't like to eat meat or greasy things.

Mulberry wine and wine had breakfast, and while Song Zhichen was eating, she went to the bedside to change a set of clothes.

The slim sweater and dark long scarf, plus a long skirt, make her look slender and elegant.

She also knows how to dress up these days.

When Song Zhichen came over after eating, she was sitting cross-legged on the bed with makeup and dark lipstick.

Then she handed the eyebrow pencil in her hand to Song Zhichen, and said with a bright smile: "Mr. Song Zhichen, help me with my thrush."

"No, it won't."

It's true, Song Zhichen he won't.

Sang Jiujiu leaned his face up, raised his face and said, "It's okay, you just look at it, anyway, it's you."

"No thrushes, that's good."

Song Zhichen said sincerely.

Her eyebrows are actually quite good, and they are also very beautiful, so they don't need to be painted.

Sang Jiujiu suddenly sighed, and Song Zhichen had no choice but to sit beside her and follow her lines and sketch for her.

At such a close distance, she looked at him with wide eyes, and Song Zhichen's heart rippled slightly, and he wanted her a little.

It's okay not to touch this sexual thing, but when you touch it, it's like a hairy boy, and you want to go to that place anytime and anywhere.

But fortunately, he was determined.

Originally, I asked Sangjiujiu to go out for a walk, but when she got to the door, she suddenly ran to his back again, hooked his neck, and he also subconsciously hooked her legs.

"Mr. Song Zhichen, carry me."

This request is not excessive, and he is willing to carry it.

Song Zhichen silently carried her out on his back, stepped on the snow under his feet, and walked towards the glacier in the distance.

Passing through the groves in the distance, there was a large frozen river, and many people made a hole and sat on the ice to fish.

Sang Jiujiu put his head on Song Zhichen's shoulder, and looked around with his eyes.

He carried her to an old man's side, put her down, and asked in English, "Are there many fish here?"

"Yes, there are a lot of them, and they are very big." The old man said very enthusiastically, "Why don't you try it too, and I'll give you one if you can drop two within thirty minutes."

Hearing this, the old man handed them one of his fishing rods, pointed to a hole in the distance, and said, "The master has just left, you can give it a try."

Song Zhichen took it, then hung up the bait and moved a small stool for Sangjiujiu to sit down.

Mulberry wine refused, and asked him to sit.

She insisted, and he didn't insist.

Sang Jiujiu saw him throw the fishing line into the hole, and then lay his head on his knee and waited quietly.

Song Zhichen wanted to talk to her, one hand slowly stroked her head lying on his legs, held a fishing rod in the other, and asked casually: "What major did you study in college?"

"Huh?" Sang Jiujiu looked at him suspiciously, and when she saw that he was curious, she thought about it and said, "Music, but I haven't learned it for long."

"Then you should sing very well."

Since you study music, your voice won't be too bad.

"Luckily, I used to like to play music, but I spent more time training taekwondo, so I didn't spend too much time on this music, and now I'm dropping out of school."

Song Zhichen asked, "Don't you plan to continue studying?"

"Well, this is not very important, the important thing is that I can accompany Mr. Song Zhichen to travel all over the world in the future."

The sweet words are quite pleasant.

Song Zhichen sighed, and said as if he remembered something, "What did Mr. Song Zhichen do before?"

"The chief prosecutor of the procuratorate, who later resigned and took over the family business for two months, then came out, and then met you."

After that, I met you.

"Then our encounter is quite magical, if you don't come out, don't go to the Alps, I don't make that call, I won't have a car accident, and I won't meet you."

Originally, acquaintance was a miracle.

"Well, it's amazing." Song Zhichen said cooperatively.

Sang Jiujiu said with some admiration: "Mr. Song Zhichen, you are the chief prosecutor of the procuratorate, and you sound very powerful, so will you be very good at solving the case?"

"It's just analytical."

There's nothing powerful that isn't great.

Song Zhichen thought about it and then admonished: "Sang'er, you don't have to call me Mr. Song Zhichen in the future."

At this time, the fishing line trembled, Song Zhichen hurriedly put away the fishing line, but he didn't expect that it was two fish that were hooked, and Sangjiujiu shouted happily.

The old man not far away also saw it, and hurriedly praised him: "The young man is good, borrow you the fishing rod, feel free to use it for as long as you want."

Song Zhichen thanked him, skewered the bait, threw the line in, and then washed his hands in the hole.

The river water was cold, and Sang Jiujiu held his hand in the palm of his hand and breathed the heat.

Seeing her feel sorry for him like this, his heart warmed.

is such a child, I cherish him and love him.

This is an experience he has not experienced in his thirty-one years of life.

After his hands were warmed, Sang Jiujiu lay his head on his legs again, asked the question just now, and said, "What is that calling you?"

Song Zhichen asked kindly: "What do you want to call?"

"I don't know." Sang Jiujiu thought about it and said, "Then how about I call you Zhichen?"

"Hmm."

"I don't feel good, maybe it's kinder to call you uncle."

Song Zhichen's face sank and he ignored her words.

Sang Jiujiu thought about it again and said, "Zhichen, brother Zhichen? I think Mr. Song Zhichen is still good. ”

"Whatever you want." He had a headache.

"Then when there is no one, I call you Mr. Song Zhichen, and when there is someone, I call you Zhichen."

"Hmm."

Mulberry Wine thought that she should shout more intimate in front of people, so that she could declare her territorial rights.

"Zhichen."

There was a slight uncertain voice, and this voice was not shouted by Mulberry wine, she turned her head in confusion.

is a very beautiful person, gentle and elegant.

Her eyes were looking at Song Zhichen's palm on the head of the mulberry wine, and her eyes were red.

How had she ever seen him so tender?

Even Gu Xi knows how to measure.

Song Zhichen tilted his head, looking a little bad, but then regained his composure and said, "Why did you come here?"

"I missed you, so I came."

These words made Sang Jiujiu's heart pause, and he looked at Song Zhichen with some doubts, as if he felt her gaze, he patted her face and said, "She is my friend, Ji Luo."

It should be said that the introduction as a friend is to look up to Ji Luo.

In Song Zhichen's heart, she was a little stubborn, sick, and even did some wrong things, he forgave her again and again, and finally completely exhausted his patience.

As for Jilo, he didn't want to meet again.

But he never expected her to find here.

Song Zhichen put away the fishing rod and returned it to the old man, then took the hand of mulberry wine, walked up to Ji Luo and said, "Roast fish at noon, do you want to eat it before leaving?"

Ji Luo said with tears in his eyes: "Yes, eat and leave."

The mulberry wine was inexplicable, and she suddenly felt that there was an unspeakable secret between them.

Song Zhichen took her back to the cabin, and Sang Jiujiu saw two cars and several bodyguards in front of the cabin.

The woman behind me brought it.

Ji Luo followed them into the cabin, and then sat at the table, Song Zhichen politely poured her a cup of hot water.

She looked around at the small house, and there were messy clothes on the bed inside, all of them women's clothes.

Do they stay together at night?

Would Song Zhichen actually allow others to approach?

But in less than half a month, is he going to allow other women to get close?

So what did he hold on for for eleven years?

If it was really that simple, then why did she be careful not to approach it for eleven years?

Song Zhichen glanced at his knife and immediately ordered: "Sang'er, go to the neighbor's house to borrow a knife to kill fish."

"Okay." Mulberry wine answered, and then left here with a sense of humor, and ran out happily.

After the mulberry wine left, Ji Luo asked out loud: "Zhichen, who is this girl?"

"Girlfriend." Song Zhichen was blunt.

Ji Luo stared at the expression on his face, she was in a very relaxed state, she knew him too well - she could see and feel whether he was happy or not.

Ji Luo said in a trembling voice, "She looks small."

"Hmm." Song Zhichen sat opposite her, looked at her with his eyes, and said indifferently: "She is less than twenty years old."

"Where did I lose?" Ji Luo suddenly asked angrily: "I've known you since I was a child, and you always know my thoughts, where did I lose?" You want Gu Xi not to want me, I admit it, but why did you choose her? A girl you've known for a short time, you want her to be your girlfriend! Song Zhichen, where did I lose? Is it because she's young? ”

Ji Luo, who has never liked to cry, is crying a mess at the moment, but she just looks at him persistently.

She wanted an answer.

Song Zhichen was silent, took out a tissue and handed it to her, and said softly: "Ji Luo, you are fine anywhere."

It's just that he doesn't love it.

"What Jilo?! You call her Sang'er, but you call me Jilo? We have been in a relationship for more than ten years, but we are so unfamiliar, didn't you call me Arlo before? Why do you have a last name now? Zhichen, I'm really uncomfortable right now. ”

Ji Luo cried and put on makeup, she clenched the tissue in her palm and said, "Zhichen, I just love you very much, but you don't give me a little mercy, what's wrong?"

"Jilo, you...... Shape up or ship out. ”

Song Zhichen couldn't say anything else, because he had made some things clear many years ago.

Ji Luo suddenly asked, "Zhichen, do you love her very much?"

"You know me."

Yes, Ji Luo knows him, and if he doesn't love him, he won't waste his time.

He is calm and measured, and he does everything well and thoughtfully.

Ji Luo was suddenly speechless, she had been looking for him for so long, but she found that there were others around him.

It was more painful than killing her.

She felt that more than ten years of obsession were ridiculous.

Song Zhichen likes Gu Xi, she can bear it, but why should she like a little girl who has known her for less than ten days?

What can she understand? What can be understood?

At her age, can she be single-minded to Song Zhichen, who is sick? And then keep going?

Ji Luo's heart was cold, but there was no way.

She couldn't make decisions for him, she wanted him to like her and look at her more.

Ji Luo was suddenly very tired in his heart, and without Gu Xi, there was another little girl named Sang'er.

San'er, his name is so intimate.

Intimate enough to make her jealous.

Why is it so hard to like someone?

She just fell in love with a young man in white when she was young, and she just insisted on liking it.

What could she be wrong with?

No, she was at fault, she appeared too early in his life, early enough for him to be in love before he was tempted to fall in love, all of which was to blame for her, she appeared too early.

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