Upstairs, Chu Ying could see it clearly, the appearance of the woman, the voice when she poked her head out of the car and waved goodbye to Song Yong, she seemed to be able to hear it.

coincided with the person in the nightmare, after so many years, even if she glanced at it from such a distance, she would tremble, nausea, and dizzy with fear.

Song Yong didn't summarize Chu Ying's expression as fear, and mistakenly thought that she was jealous.

"It's my aunt, I don't have that kind of fetish, I change it every day."

“…… Youngest maternal aunt? ”

"It's Auntie, what's wrong?" Song Yong walked to Chu Ying's side, "Is it that I have given you too much power, making you feel that you can control me." ”

That woman Chu Ying would not admit her mistake, but why would she be Song Yong's aunt.

This relationship made her look away from Song Yong in an instant, and that guilt and love had to be recycled, even if it was scrapped and turned into garbage, it was better than being used on an impossible person.

The shock faded, Chu Ying blinked her eyelids sluggishly, raised her lips and smiled bitterly, "How dare I, is she married, she doesn't look a few years older than you, otherwise how could I misunderstand." ”

This is a cliché, Song Yong didn't listen to it, and asked about himself, "Who let you go over today, Xi Ran's mother bumped into you, what did you say?" ”

"Just hit me and tell me to stay away from you."

The slap print is still on the face and is clearly visible.

Song Yong tilted his head, that silence was a precursor to danger, Chu Ying wanted to touch him, but was dodged by Song Yong, "It seems that she hit him too lightly." ”

Chu Ying stepped onto the sofa and wanted to sit on his lap, but was pushed aside, and the hem of her skirt was rolled up to her knees.

Despite this, she didn't flinch, and continued to put her foot on Song Yong's leg, rubbing him through the stockings and suit pants, Song Yong was not alarmed, grabbed Chu Ying's ankle, and held her movements.

"This kind of low-level trick, use it sparingly."

"Low-level?" Chu Ying asked herself, "It's still in that kind of place that you will feel it." ”

That kiss made Song Yong feel different, he didn't deny this, whether it had anything to do with the location and environment had to be discussed separately, "If you dare to go again in the future, it's not as simple as two slaps, you should know how to beat a junior?" After all, it's not the first time. ”

These two slaps made Song Yong not feel distressed, but Chu Ying was chilled by his words.

Hooked his toes around his knees, sat up a little, hugged his neck, and got very close, his eyes were rarely cold, "Song Yong, is it that no matter what I do, you won't forgive me?" ”

"Does a liar deserve to be forgiven?"

"If I say now that I really didn't collude with Song Boyu, don't you believe it?"

Song Yong paused and thought for a while, "I don't believe it." ”

Chu Ying's expression darkened, her fingertips rubbed Song Yong's face, sighed softly, and after a short period of melancholy, she became that bewitching appearance again, "Then I'll let you believe it." ”

Hugging Song Yong's neck and leaning on the back of the sofa, Chu Ying lowered her head to kiss him and help him unbutton it, the skin under her neck rubbed the color of her lipstick, and the lip fat seemed to be poisonous, which could invade the internal organs and control thoughts.

The heat extended from the place where he had been kissed, and it was very hot and burning.

Song Yong tilted his head back, letting this woman make trouble, he looked at the scattered halo in the heights, and when the string was about to break, Chu Ying's voice "I prefer the money in his pocket" suddenly entered his ears.

The love is gone, and the fire is burning.

In the heart and lungs, soaring around.

The hand pinched Chu Ying's waist, and when she was about to lean down, Song Yong suddenly pulled out and threw her on the sofa, her clothes were messy, and there were lipstick marks on her white jade-like face, and her whole face was blurry and clear.

"After a few days as a maid, you really think you can go to my bed again?"

Song Yong fastened the buttons, dropped Chu Ying, slammed the door and walked out.

*

Lack of sleep leads to tiredness at work.

Chu Ying leaned sideways, leaning against the wall to rest, after working for such a long time, her feet would not hurt anymore, but she was numb, and she always had to think about how to deal with You Ping in her free time.

A guest came in, Chu Ying went up to entertain her, and when she saw who it was, her face fell, and she smiled hard, "Mr. Qian." ”

This person has come several times, relying on a few money, more than once proposed to go to dinner with Chu Ying in private, she treated her politely, he intensified, and really regarded her as a woman who saw money.

"Xiao Chu, why do I call and send you messages, but I always don't answer, this is your attitude towards guests?"

The curvature of the corners of Chu Ying's mouth was very stiff, "Mr. Qian, that's my personal time." ”

"You ......" the man is in his thirties, but his demeanor is old, "Forget it, I don't care about you, I just want to buy a pair of women's shoes, you pick for me." ”

After all, it was a work need, no matter how reluctant Chu Ying was, she had to deal with these people, she calmly went to pick out her shoes, and picked a pair of bright red ones at random.

"Do you like this?"

The man looked at his shoes, and then at Chu Ying, "I can't see the effect like this, why don't you put it on and let me take a look?" ”

Each area here is not far apart, and some of the voices next door can be heard by Song Yong, how Chu Ying interacts with men, how he laughs at them, and even how he agrees to those unreasonable requests, he has seen it with his own eyes.

The woman in the fitting room walked out.

Liang Manyin stood in front of the mirror, "Is this skirt better?" ”

Song Yong, who was standing behind, didn't look at him, Liang Manyin put down his hand to arrange his hair, walked to Song Yong's side, and followed his gaze, it was a clerk's lady.

Chu Ying changed into the pair of high heels as a display, stood up and spun around, and sat down after getting a satisfactory answer from the man, "Mr. Qian, then I'll change it." ”

She turned sideways to unbuckle the lock, the man suddenly half-squatted down, his hand touched Chu Ying's ankle, she was wearing stockings, the texture was even more heart-wrenching, she wanted to hide, but it was too late.

The ankle was held in the man's hand, and she pushed his arm, but it was not good to use gravity, "Mr. Qian, I'll just change it myself, don't bother." ”

"I always want to see how the shoes feel, right?"

As soon as he found an excuse, the man became even more unscrupulous, Liang Man could feel the coldness of Song Yong's body, thinking that he couldn't stand the clerk being molested, he had a good heart, this kind of thing often happened when he was a child.

Liang Manyin grabbed his cuffs, "Don't be nosy." ”

It was his woman, it was his servant, how could he let another man put his hand on her?

It was Liang Manyin who couldn't restrain Song Yong because of these words, he walked forward quickly, and Liang Manyin shouted after him, "Song Yong!" ”

Walking in front of Chu Ying, Song Yong looked at the hand on her calf from top to bottom, his expression was so cold that he wanted to freeze the air, and his momentum was terrifying.

"Hand - get it out of my way!"

Liang Manyin followed, took Song Yong's arm, and was about to persuade him, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw Chu Ying's face clearly.