When he went down the mountain, Song Shenyan was alone.

The road is heavier than it was when it came.

When it was time to get to the entrance, Huo Ling stood in front of the car and smoked, and the smoke fascinated half of his face.

She was a little surprised, after all, Huo Ling looked like the kind of man who didn't touch cigarettes and alcohol.

Seeing her come down, Huo Ling found a place to snuff out the cigarette.

When he got to the car, Song Shenyan was caught off guard, and then Huo Ling smelled a hint of someone else's.

Silence for two seconds and then release.

Pull open the door and let her in.

"Are you in a bad mood?"

Song Shenyan saw that his car was driving very violently, and he noticed that the atmosphere was uneasy.

"Hmm." He didn't refute.

"Why did you see him?"

Huo Ling did not hesitate when he received the text message just now.

While rushing over, he called Xie Tangyu.

In order for Song Shenyan to have time to take those photos.

Song Shenyan had to explain that Qu Pan took her over to watch the sunset, and it happened that this was the mountain under Xie Tangyu's bag.

"Don't go to a strange place next time." He cares.

But it also reveals a sense of oppression.

Song Shenyan didn't speak, just hummed.

After returning to the villa, the whole house was not as relaxed as in the past, but full of depression.

It turns out that the change in the atmosphere between two people will also change the environment in which two people are located.

When Bai Su brought hot milk for her, she couldn't help but ask, "Mr. doesn't look emotional, did you quarrel with Miss Song?" ”

Song Shenyan looked up, as if he didn't know what to say.

"Not really."

"I rarely see my husband so low." Bai Su handed it to her.

"Is he in the room?"

Song Shenyan drank two sips of milk.

"It's like going to the third floor."

On the third floor, in addition to the dance room, half of it is also a video room.

She crept up and couldn't see anyone.

Just as he was about to go down, he heard a deep voice from the corner: "Something?" ”

This is an indifferent rejection.

Song Shenyan had no choice but to say that it was okay.

But after walking down two steps, there was a hurried footstep behind her.

Suddenly, his body was empty.

It was Huo Ling who picked her up from her waist, and then went back to the third floor.

"Scared me." She pretended to be relaxed.

Huo Ling pulled her to the sofa where she had just sat down.

Two people next to each other.

Through a thin layer of pajamas, it is so hot that it burns people.

"Shen Yan, do you have a crush on me?"

In the matter of playing straight balls, Xie Tangyu will never understand as well as Huo Ling.

Song Shenyan didn't know how to answer.

She hesitated.

At night, lonely men and widows, such an ambiguous moment, if there is nothing, it would be too gentlemanly.

She's not.

"Smoke." Huo Ling's left hand held her right hand.

Song Shenyan was upset.

It's like going back to the moment when he expressed his heart that day.

But this is so strange.

Obviously, they were partners before that.

Such a change seems to make it seem that two people are really a couple.

"Ah Ling, do you like me?" She asked.

Huo Ling didn't speak.

The mood of the two people may be the same.

I met each other in the same situation.

It is both salvation and bondage.

But that's it, it doesn't mean that it has to be love.

Maybe it's just the longing for someone to accompany you in loneliness.

"Tomorrow, you have to go back to the Huo family with me."

"In exchange, check all of Xu Jicheng's past business for me, and put the USB drive in the left drawer of your desk and lock it."

The key to that drawer was known only to him and Song Shenyan.

Before Song Shenyan came, it was Mu Ruxing's exclusive use.

The two men were silent in the room, and no one said anything.

About ten minutes later, Song Shenyan didn't hold back, pulled out his hand and held him back.

Here's the response.

Just as Huo Ling was about to wrap his arms around her waist, someone came upstairs with a pout.

Bai Su followed behind him and said anxiously, "Miss Mu, Miss Mu." ”

Mu Ruxing knocked on the door of Huo Ling on the second floor like crazy.

I didn't find anyone, so I turned around and went to the third floor.

Song Shenyan stood up, and suddenly a light shone on her face, and she subconsciously covered her eyes.

Mu Ruxing just stood at the top of the stairs, covered in blood and extremely embarrassed.

"Ah Ling, Ah Ling."

She walked slowly.

Before he could speak, he fell into Huo Ling's arms.

When Song Shenyan was stunned, Huo Ling had already gone downstairs with someone in his arms.

As she ran down, she heard the sound of the car's engine coming from the courtyard.

She stood in the doorway in slippers and looked at the tail lights galloping away, dazed.

Early the next morning, Song Shenyan brought a box of fish soup to the hospital.

Standing at the door of the ward, she didn't go in.

Two people in the room were talking.

"Ah Ling, I'm afraid, can you stay here with me for the next two days."

Mu Ruxing cried.

"Ah Ling."

Huo Ling stood in front of the window and did not respond.

Mu Ruxing knew why, she hid in the quilt, her whimpering became louder and louder the older she was, and she cried heartbreakingly.

Song Shenyan was even more difficult to enter.

Standing in a dilemma, he stood at the door.

Shen Kuoye saw such a picture when he came over.

The woman sat on a bench next to the ward in a long dress, her hair hanging down to cover her face.

"Miss Song?" He walked over and took a look.

Song Shenyan stood up and followed Shen Kuoye in.

Mu Ruxing stopped his voice, poked his head out, and saw that Shen Kuoye had a bad temper.

Song Shenyan walked over and put the soup box on the bedside table.

Reflexively to go.

Mu Ruxing suddenly got up and spilled the soup box.

Blame this insulated box for working too well.

When the hot fish soup landed at Song Shenyan's feet, her tender white instep instantly burned red.