He wiped the blush from the corners of his mouth with his hand and hooked the corners of his lips meaningfully.

Duan Hanshuang shook it off, and he was like a kraft candy that stuck firmly to his body.

Song Yishen's dangerous gaze traced her outline, fixed on her lips, and the cold light of the beast when it caught its prey under her eyes emanated, and she kissed it without giving it a beak!

"Hmm!"

She struggled hard, and the hand on her waist was like a vine made of iron, and she couldn't break free at all.

The bloody breath soon spread to the entire mouth, vigorously sweeping every corner, like a storm, her slender body was firmly locked, like a flat boat that could not withstand the tsunami, and was completely disintegrated.

She didn't expect Song Yishen to make such a move, and the whole person was completely in a state of confusion.

Her resistance was like a mayfly shaking a tree in front of her.

Surrounded by an unfamiliar environment, his long eyebrows and narrow eyes were reflected in his pupils, and the water splashed in his dark eyes, slapping violently against the reef on the shore. Chinese Net

Duan Hanshuang was about to drown in this boundless swamp, and she tried her best to break free, but in exchange for more rude restraints.

——

It's over.

She was treated in the way she hated the most.

Duan Hanshuang's heart quickly cooled down, and a layer of ice formed, wrapped in the wind and frost from the polar ice, and the whole person suddenly gave up struggling.

If this kind of thing really happened, she didn't dare to think about it.

Song Yishen's rudeness made her impression of him even more stereotypical and hateful.

Song Yishen pressed his fingertips on her red and swollen lips, looking at her teary-eyed appearance, this look is not like Chu Qiao, and the rubbing on her hand is even harder.

Duan Hanshuang frowned painfully and glared at him with cold eyes.

"Yes," he said softly, satisfied, "that's like her."

Duan Hanshuang turned his head away, "You broke the agreement."

"I can still afford to pay the liquidated damages once," he smirked, "I'll pay for it."

Duan Hanshuang was no longer pretentious, and said directly, "Okay, give it to me now!"

The liquidated damages are a sky-high price, and if he doesn't care about it this time, he will only get worse in the future.

"So you promised to marry me?" Song Yishen let go of her, pushed his glasses, and brought the agreement on the table to her, "If there is nothing to add, I will directly ask people to draw up a contract."

Duan Hanshuang: "I won't marry you!"

"Baby, I'm not talking to you." Song Yishen smiled shallowly from beginning to end, making it impossible to figure out what he was thinking.

"You can still get a large amount of compensation for divorcing me, such a good business, you won't be able to touch it a second time in your life."

Duan Hanshuang didn't agree for money at all, and she didn't care about his money, but that's all it said.

He didn't let himself go well, and Duan Hanshuang wasn't something that could be handled casually-

"If I were to marry your brother, wouldn't I get more than I would be with you?"

Song Yishen looked at her face, grabbed her neck with his hand, and issued a deep order: "I don't allow you to say such things with this face!"

"Heartache?" Duan Hanshuang wanted to pierce his heart, "If your Chu Qiao can see and see you pressing a woman who looks exactly like her on the sofa and doing this kind of thing, can she laugh?"

Song Yishen was dumbfounded.

"Remember the first clause of the contract," Song Yishen patted her face very rogues, "During the contract trip, Party B must unconditionally obey Party A, of course, excluding your additional conditions, your proposal is always valid."

"So," his voice was hoarse and dark, "don't mention the name Chu Qiao, you don't deserve it, you are her replacement."

"I will release the news immediately, everyone at high speed, you are my woman, Song Yin, don't even think about it."

With such a paranoid idea, Bo Yunxiu was shocked when he saw it.

"I still have a question sometimes."

Song Yishen

"Ask."

"Did you send someone at the airport that day? You want to kill Song Yin."

"Yes." He didn't even bother to cover it up, and lazily flipped through the first draft contract.

said casually, "I wanted to kill you at one point, because I don't think anyone in this world deserves to use the same face as Chu Qiao."

He paused, then turned to look at him, his narrow eyes under the lenses that contained a look of darkness.

"But now I don't think so."

Duan Hanshuang's eyebrows were filled with intense irritability, and he pursed his thin lips and waited for his answer.

"I can't help but look at this face...... he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, "and then I decided very quickly, I want you."

The next few words were almost uttered by him, and each note hit her heart heavily, and she was stunned.

"Don't say things I don't like to hear," his tone was more of a warning, "I'll be happy for a day, and you'll be in this house for a day."

"Do you understand?"

"I also hope you can understand that my current situation is not what I want, but your persecution, if you don't feel guilty about me, forget it, don't try to control me."

Song Yishen: "Well, like ......"

As soon as the news was released, the response was huge, and the sales of gossip media and financial reports rose almost in a straight line.

The projection room on the top floor is playing a real-time scrolling message, Duan Hanshuang is anxious, and his mobile phone is not around, if it is transmitted to Huaguo, Xi Mingyue must be crazy, and the trouble behind it will also follow.

"Sit," Song Yishen lay on the sofa and patted the empty seat next to her, inviting her, "They must be surprised by our marriage, so I scheduled the press conference for tomorrow night."

"Launch?!" Duan Hanshuang was stunned.

"Doesn't that make sense?" Song Yishen smiled very satisfied with her expression, "Although Qiao Qiao won't make this kind of expression, it's very cute."

Duan Hanshuang forcibly suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, "I don't plan to attend this press conference, the agreement I can sign is already the biggest I have made-"

"I'll pay your liquidated damages," he put the check in front of her, "and if you breach, you can pay me the money as it is."

Duan Hanshuang took it unceremoniously, "Then I'll pray that I can withdraw this money."

"If you're worried, I can accompany you to the bank now."

"Do you still need to go to the bank in person like you?" There was a sneer on Duan Hanshuang's face, the goal she wanted to achieve was that she didn't want to come forward in person.

"If you don't want to go, then you can beg me, I haven't seen a pretty begging person."

"Do you want to put the unknown plot that you didn't explore when you were with Chu Qiao to perform on me?"

Duan Hanshuang became a prophecy.

"You're really not stupid, this bit of cuteness can't compare to you, she doesn't like to use her brain, she likes to do it directly."

Duan Hanshuang pursed her lips and did not speak.

"Hurry up." This time it was in a slightly threatening tone: "I don't want to say it a third time."

As he got closer, his expression under the lenses became clearer, domineering and aggressive possessive, he was as warm as jade in a light-colored suit, and the edges of the frames were glowing with a dim cold light because of the light.

His long legs are casually placed on the table, and his standard broad shoulders and narrow waist have a strong visual impact.

"Do you want to escape?" Song Yishen asked, "I don't have your handle, if you really run away, I won't do anything, do you want to run?"

He spoke to her in a chilling way.

"Didn't you already have a handle from the time you tied me up?"

She was by Song Yishen's side, in addition to making Song Yin die, she could also watch him and prevent him from making a move on Song Yin.

"That's good," Song Yishen touched her head, "Come home with me tomorrow at noon and have dinner together."

"When will my brother's illness get better? I'll take you tomorrow morning?"

Duan Hanshuang hesitated and didn't speak, put

The hand at his side clenched a little.

Song Yishen observed this, "It seems that you haven't really entered the role yet, and you need me to guide you well......

Seeing that he was about to get up and approach, Duan Hanshuang gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll go."

Song Yishen smiled with satisfaction, "Good."

In the early hours of the morning, Song Yin called and woke up Song Yishen, who was sleeping.

"I can't imagine a day when my brother will call me."

"Deliverance."

The cold voice seemed to freeze for thousands of miles.

The tiredness on Song Yishen's face dissipated, and he hooked his lips and said, "What is my brother talking about?"

"Song Yishen, I said to hand over someone," the deep voice could not be ignored: "Hand over Duan Hanshuang."

"She......" Song Yishen raised his eyebrows lazily, "I know."

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, pressed the mute and got up and walked to the next door, and pushed the door in a grand manner.

Duan Hanshuang got up suddenly, and she couldn't see her expression clearly in the dim environment, but there was no doubt that she was panicked.

"What are you doing here?"

He didn't say a word, but walked straight to the side of the bed and lay down beside her, pulling the quilt over it.

"You want to break the agreement?" Duan Hanshuang wanted to leave, but he grabbed his wrist, and the two lay together.

He used his other hand to unmute and turn on the hands-free -

"I'll ask you where the frost man is!"

"Song Yishen, if you still care about your mother, it's best not to challenge my bottom line."

Song Yishen stretched out his hand to turn on the bedside lamp, squinted at Duan Hanshuang, and smiled meaningfully: "How did I not know that my brother's bottom line is my woman?"

"Baby," Song Yishen suddenly leaned over and kissed her ear, "When did you have such a close relationship with my brother, I was going to be jealous......

"Get out of the ......" Duan Hanshuang subconsciously pushed, and a noisy sound of lifting the quilt clearly came into Song Yin's ears.

Hearing this, the strings in Duan Hanshuang's mind were disconnected with a bang, and there was a brief downtime, and the other end of the phone did not speak for a long time.

It was so late, he kept looking for someone, and he called over and wanted to kill Song Yishen, but he heard Duan Hanshuang in someone else's arms......

"Frost...... Frost?" Song Yin's voice seemed to be a sharp knife that hurt people, piercing her heart.

I'm sorry Song Yin......

"Song Yin, you don't have to worry about me, I'm ...... now" She looked at Song Yishen with a triumphant look, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm fine."

"Why are you in him? Did he threaten you?" An urgent voice came from the other end of the phone.

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