"How about it, would you like another piece?" Song Zhiyuan said, and put another piece to his mouth.

Zhou Qichuan swallowed what was in his mouth, then bit half of the other piece, and said with the corners of his lips crooked, "The remaining half of my wife eats."

Song Zhiyuan laughed at him, "There are so many!"

Zhou Qichuan hugged people, "My wife is half and I am half, so it tastes more delicious."

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

What a childish ghost is this!

On the other side, in the Xu family's mansion, Xu Nianhe looked at the photos of the two of them kissing each other on her territory, as if no one was kissing, and a mouthful of old blood rushed directly to her throat, almost spurting out.

It's just too much of a deception!

She gritted her teeth, almost bursting her eyes, tore all the photos to shreds, smashed them at the secretary in front of her, and a voice overflowed from her throat bone word by word, asking, "What are Zhou Qichuan and Song Zhiyuan doing in Jianghuai, do you know?"

The secretary shook his head tremblingly, "I don't know for the time being."

"If you don't know, then check it out for me!" Xu Nianhe roared.

"Yes, I'll have someone inquire right away." The secretary turned around and slipped away as if he were fleeing.

Xu Nianhe stood there, his teeth clenched, his face hideous with hatred, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Originally, she thought that Zhou Qichuan would have some feelings for Su Wanguan, but she didn't like Song Zhiyuan so much.

But she was wrong, wrong again and again.

After the Zhou anniversary celebration dinner, that night, Zhou Qichuan asked Su Wanguan to be forcibly sent out of the country, and left cruel words to the Su family, if Su Wanguan dared to return to China without authorization and return to Jinning, then the Su family, everyone, would not want to have a peaceful birthday.

When she was sent to the airport, Su Wanguan committed suicide by hitting the wall, her head was broken, and she begged to see Zhou Qichuan, but the bodyguard who escorted her didn't even call Zhou Qichuan.

Zhou Qichuan was able to be so ruthless to Su Wanguan, it can be seen that from beginning to end, he has never had Su Wanguan in his heart, from beginning to end, Su Wanguan is just a cover he used to confuse her, confuse the public, and protect Song Zhiyuan.

It's a pity, it's a pity that she hasn't seen this clearly until now.

Otherwise, how could Song Zhiyuan survive until now.

She had already killed Song Zhiyuan.

Even if she didn't kill Song Zhiyuan, she would never let Song Zhiyuan live as moisturized and happy as she is now.

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling Xu Nianhe became, and the more he hated!

No matter how much it costs, she will definitely not let Zhou Qichuan and Song Zhiyuan have a good time.

Certain.

Jiang Huai's snack street is not very long, and it took Song Zhiyuan almost two hours to eat it on one street.

She was full, and Zhou Qichuan was even fuller, because in two hours, he completely became Song Zhiyuan's trash can, a lot of things, Song Zhiyuan took a bite and felt that it was not delicious, so he stuffed it to him.

What his wife has eaten, it must be fragrant and delicious, Zhou Qichuan is willing to throw it away, and eats it all into his stomach.

Since you have eaten enough, you have to do something to digest and digest it.

The result can be imagined, as soon as he returned to the hotel, Zhou Qichuan caught people, and dense kisses fell like a spring drizzle.

At the beginning, Song Zhiyuan enjoyed it quite a bit, but after it was over once, twice, and three times, she couldn't stand it anymore, and pushed and kicked the man who pounced on her.

Zhou Qichuan didn't plan to let her go so easily, and made up his mind to get her to beg for mercy.

Song Zhiyuan was sleepy and tired, and he couldn't push it away, so he finally pretended to be dead and didn't give the slightest reaction.

But even if she didn't react, Zhou Qichuan was also interested.

In the end, there was no way, Song Zhiyuan really began to beg for mercy, her voice was delicate, soft and soft, crying and crying, Zhou Qichuan heard it, her heart immediately softened, her head pressed down and pecked her red lips, and coaxed her softly, "Good, call my husband to listen."

Song Zhiyuan is sleepy, good as flowing, soft

Softly screamed "husband".

Zhou Qichuan's bones suddenly became crispy again, but he was still not satisfied, so he coaxed her and asked, "Does my wife love her husband?"

Song Zhiyuan's eyelids were fighting, his consciousness was half awake and half blurred, and when he heard the man ask, he nodded almost subconsciously and said, "Love."

"How much love?" Zhou Qichuan continued to make inches.

"My husband said that he loves as much as he loves...... Song Zhiyuan muttered, and his consciousness has slowly sunk into the darkness.

Zhou Qichuan finally turned over, hugged the person into his arms, lowered his head to kiss her eyebrows, and asked, "Will the wife never leave her husband for the rest of her life?"

"Hmm~" Song Zhiyuan was almost completely asleep, and when he heard the words, he responded in a low voice, rubbed in his arms again, and found the most comfortable position.

"Really?" Looking at the person in his arms, Zhou Qichuan confirmed again.

"Hmm~" Song Zhiyuan replied again, and after that, his consciousness completely fell into darkness and fell asleep.

Zhou Qichuan looked at her, but in his heart, it was like fireworks blooming, and his gorgeous and wonderful mood couldn't be calmed down for a long time.

In the morning, when the two of them were still asleep, Zhou Qichuan's mobile phone on the bedside table "buzzed-" and vibrate.

The voice made Zhou Qichuan wake up in seconds, afraid of waking Song Zhiyuan, he immediately took the phone, glanced at it, and then connected the phone.

"Boss, everyone is ready, when will you arrive?" Zhang Mu asked cautiously on the other end of the phone.

Zhou Qichuan glanced at his phone, and the screen showed that it was already a few minutes after eight o'clock in the morning, so he ordered, "Change the time to ten o'clock in the morning."

"Okay, I'll let you know." Zhang Mu said respectfully.

Zhou Qichuan hung up the phone, put down the phone and looked down, the person in his arms didn't know when he had woken up, and was looking up at him with sleepy eyes.

"Did I wake you up?" He lowered his head and kissed Song Zhiyuan's eyebrows lightly and asked.

Song Zhiyuan curled his lips and smiled, "What time is it?"

"At eight o'clock, you can sleep a little longer." Zhou Qichuan said.

Song Zhiyuan rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, "Where are we going at ten o'clock?"

"Go to Newcom." Zhou Qichuan replied.

"See Yang Mingyu?" Song Zhiyuan asked again.

Zhou Qichuan smiled, "Sort of."

Song Zhiyuan went with him, and naturally understood everything, so he didn't need to rush to explain it now.

"Hmm." Song Zhiyuan nodded, "Then get up."

"Are you sure you don't sleep?" Zhou Qichuan raised his hand, his warm fingertips fell down very gently, and gently pulled Song Zhiyuan's somewhat messy long hair behind his ears, "You can sleep for another hour."

Song Zhiyuan shook his head, got up from his arms, covered his lips and yawned and said, "You are going to see Yang Mingyu, you are Zhuoyuan's boss, you are not so big as your face, let the family wait for you."

Zhou Qichuan smiled and sat up as well, "Wait a while, he should be fine."

Song Zhiyuan turned around to scorn him, but he pinched his chin and lowered his head and kissed him.

She immediately struggled, "Hmm~ stop making trouble!"

.......