Chapter 102: Temperament

"It's only been less than three days, why, you don't know me anymore, and you want to murder your husband?"

Holding the person tightly, Zhou Qichuan raised his other hand, his long knuckled fingers picked up Song Zhiyuan's chin, his black eyes were incomparably deep and scorching, and he spoke in a dumb voice.

Song Zhiyuan's bite just now was really a bit ruthless, not to mention Zhou Qichuan's mouth, Song Zhiyuan's mouth immediately had a bloody taste.

At this moment, the corners of Zhou Qichuan's lips were stained with blood, and he squinted slightly with a pair of charming Ruifeng eyes with a wandering appearance, which was really seductive like a demon.

However, Song Zhiyuan looked at him, but he was unmoved, and sneered, "Mr. Zhou, it's only been three days, and the tender model is tired of playing, shouldn't it!" ”

Listening to her sour words, Zhou Qichuan hooked his lips and smiled, pressed his head lower, his forehead pressed against Song Zhiyuan's, entangled with her breathing, and asked in a dumb voice, "Do you really think that I went to New York to accompany Jiang Shihan?" ”

"Or else?" Song Zhiyuan asked rhetorically.

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows sweetly, "Of course not." ”

"Huh!" Song Zhiyuan sneered again, too lazy to say more to him, and stretched out his hand to push people again.

The question she just asked was inappropriate.

For a man like Zhou Qichuan, it is only suitable for talking about sex, not for love.

only talks about sex, she is comfortable in mind and body, if you want to talk about love, I am afraid that she will die a miserable death.

"Iris, I went to New York for an appointment, it's really not to accompany Jiang Shihan, believe me, okay?" The long arm was tightly encircled around Song Zhiyuan, and Zhou Qichuan did not let go even if he died, hugging people and coaxing them in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter to me." Song Zhiyuan was calm on the surface, but his heart was arching with fire, "Zhou Qichuan, you let go-" I. "Hmm~"

Unexpectedly, before her low roaring words fell, Zhou Qichuan pinched her chin, pressed her head down again, grabbed her red lips, and then, kissed her, took her two spins, and the person came to the security door, and then hooked his long legs, and the security door on the side of the opening was "slammed" and closed.

"Zhou-pray-hmm~"

was arrived at the back of the door by the man and occupied it unscrupulously, Song Zhiyuan didn't know whether to be more annoyed or more anxious.

She tried her best to push people, but she couldn't push at all.

Zhou Qichuan pressed her, like a long-hungry traveler in the desert who suddenly encountered a sweet spring, regardless of absorbing possession, strong but gentle.

Probably because of the body's habits or even dependence, Song Zhiyuan couldn't suppress the excitement of his body, gradually stopped struggling, and finally softened into his arms uncontrollably.

After a few minutes, Zhou Qichuan seemed to finally have enough, so he let go of Song Zhiyuan slightly, opened his eyes, and looked at her with his forehead against hers.

The corners of her lips were dyed with his blood, coupled with the blurred lipstick and slightly swollen red lips, which made Zhou Qichuan smile inexplicably.

Song Zhiyuan panted, glared at him viciously, and asked, "This is the purpose of your running to please my mother?" ”

Zhou Qichuan lowered his head and pecked her rippling red lips, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Iris, I really miss you, don't you miss me?" Hmmm—"

Song Zhiyuan tugged at the corners of his lips meaninglessly, and in the next second, he went directly to take off his clothes and said, "Come on, do it directly." ”

"Iris." Immediately, Zhou Qichuan grabbed one of her hands, and smiled helplessly, "I'm fine, but I'm afraid that our mother will wait for a long time, no." ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

Zhou Qichuan looked at her and smiled, his smile became more and more pleasant and evil, he raised his hand to wipe off the blood stains and faint lipstick from the corners of her mouth, and asked, "Do you go back first, or do I go first?" ”

Song Zhiyuan's eyes were like silk, and he glanced at him fiercely, and in the next moment, he pushed him away, turned around and opened the safety door and left.

In fact, she didn't push hard at all, it was Zhou Qichuan who bounced it off.

After watching her leave, Zhou Qichuan tidied up himself, and then opened the security door and returned to the box.

In the box, Liu Mengyun and Mimi ate happily together.

Seeing Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Qichuan coming back one after another, he didn't ask much, but just vigorously served Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Qichuan vegetables and asked them to eat more.

When the meal was almost complete, the restaurant manager brought in a few desserts and a plate of mooncakes with the waiter.

There are six mooncakes, six flavors, and every day the mooncakes have been cut into small pieces for easy eating.

"These desserts and mooncakes can't be new creations in your restaurant, right?" Liu Mengyun asked with a smile.

"Yes, ma'am, you have a good eye." The restaurant manager replied kindly, "Try it and see which one tastes best." ”

Liu Mengyun nodded, and then Zhou Qichuan brought her every dessert to try.

Liu Mengyun took two bites of each and nodded with satisfaction.

Song Zhiyuan didn't eat dessert, but killed the ham-stuffed mooncake by himself.

Zhou Qichuan watched silently, and when he left, he not only packed a few boxes of moon cakes for Liu Mengyun to take back to the sanatorium for patients, but also packed two boxes of ham-filled moon cakes separately and sent them directly to the car.

"Xiaochuan, it's really hard for you today, you've been with us for so long, and you've contributed so much effort and money, Auntie doesn't know how to thank you." Out of the restaurant, Liu Mengyun pulled Zhou Qichuan and said.

She is really happy today.

"Auntie, as long as Manager Song takes care of me more in the future, I will accompany you after work every day." Zhou Qichuan glanced at Song Zhiyuan and smiled meaningfully.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him, went to support Liu Mengyun and said, "Mom, it's not too late, why don't I take you to the Bund to watch the fireworks?" ”

Liu Mengyun shook her head and smiled happily, "No, I'm old, I don't want to toss anymore, let's go back to the sanatorium." ”

"Mom, didn't you say you'd go back to my place for one night?" Song Zhiyuan frowned.

Liu Mengyun looked at her and shook her head lovingly, "Mom is still used to living in a nursing home, you and Xiaochuan send your mother back together, Mom is already very happy tonight." ”

Song Zhiyuan looked at her mother, hesitated, and nodded.

On the way back to the sanatorium, Liu Mengyun had been talking and chatting with Zhou Qichuan at the beginning, but she was tired while talking, and fell asleep with her head resting on Song Zhiyuan's shoulder.

As soon as Liu Mengyun fell asleep, the carriage was quiet, and Mimi sat in the passenger seat, still burying her head, not daring to look at Zhou Qichuan at all.

She always felt that the relationship between Zhou Qichuan and Song Zhiyuan was definitely not what he said, and there was a greasy relationship between them, so she didn't dare to speculate about Zhou Qichuan.

Seeing that her mother was asleep, Song Zhiyuan gently pulled the shawl on her body, and when she unintentionally lifted her eyes, her eyes met Zhou Qichuan's hot gaze in the rearview mirror.

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