087 Don't waste it, lick it all clean
On the way back, Song Yong pushed open the door, the lights in the house were not all turned off, and the dining bar was faintly lit.
The entryway light turns on automatically to drive away the darkness.
Song Yong untied his tie, walked in slowly, passed by the dining bar, he pretended not to see the dishes on the table, walked to the living room and sat down, and breathed a sigh of relief, his heart turned back and forth, melancholy and complicated.
After sitting for a few minutes, he got up and went to pick up Chu Ying.
Just for the sake of her cooking a table of dishes, forgive this time, there is no next time, and next time, he will let Chu Ying never have a chance to smile and chat with other men again.
Walking out of the elevator, Song Yong unconsciously walked faster.
The light and shadow in the lobby were bright and bright, and the eyes were blurred for a moment as if they were burned, and after it was clear, the car outside the lobby and the people in the car were taken into Song Yong's eyes.
Chu Ying sat in the co-pilot, Zhao Zhu was in a suit and leather shoes, awe-inspiring, wringing his eyebrows, he didn't know what to say, he turned sideways, he took out a stack of money from the storage box in front of the car and stuffed it into Chu Ying's hand.
"If that's not enough, I'll make you up for some afterwards, as long as you leave."
Chu Ying didn't accept it, "I don't want money." β
"Don't you understand? If you continue like this, you will hurt Song Yong. "Zhao Zhu did this for Song Ying's good, if he was just to sleep with Chu Ying, Zhao Zhu would not be so worried.
"When I came back from you that time, you had no idea how he came out, he had a fever all day long, and he hated you in his dreams." Zhao Zhu was bitter, and he was making up for his mistakes, "I don't know what you did in those days, but Song Yong paid sincerely." β
"How do you know I'm not sincere?"
When Song Yong threw away his identity and went to find her, the meaning was different, Chu Ying's feelings for him were reversed a lot, she pinched the stack of money, and once again felt that her self-esteem was insulted.
Zhao Zhu has a long-term vision, "Miss Chu, what kind of person are you, I think you know for yourself, Song Boyu tried every means to put Song Ji to death, you follow him, you are his stain." β
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Chu Ying didn't ask for that money.
She is short of money, but she has this sense of proportion for what money she should take and what money she should not have.
Standing in the elevator, thinking about Zhao Zhu's words, it was not unreasonable, she wanted to use Song Yong to anger You Ping and take revenge on Liang Manyin, but she didn't want to harm Song Yong.
In a dilemma, the door was opened.
There are no lights on inside.
The room was lost in endless darkness, and a little starlight fell in the gap by the window, as if tearing through the darkness, so that the people here would not be too suffocated.
Chu Ying went to touch the light key switch, and the sound of a lighter pressing suddenly sounded in the dead silence.
It was a metal shell, the lid fell, the echo was very clear, and that little bit of firelight made her see the specific outline of Song Yong, "Why don't you turn on the light, it scares me." β
The white mist drifted away, and the black background made a wisp of smoke much clearer, Song Yong sat there quietly, and he asked, "What are you doing wrongly, scared like this?" β
"I didn't."
Every time you have to be soft-hearted, Chu Ying will teach Song Yong what reality is, there is no love in the eyes of realistic and vain women, their love needs to be measured by money, and the more money there is, the more love there is.
It's that simple, but he fell for her three or four times, and was teased by her as a fool.
In the village yes, back to Zhongzhou or.
Song Yong wanted to praise Chu Ying for being shrewd, but he wanted to scold himself for being stupid.
"Have you eaten?"
"Nope."
Chu Ying pulled up her hair and looked like a good wife and mother.
At her age, if she is successful, she should marry a wife and have children, instead of being here, losing her dignity and currying favor with a man who has a fiancΓ©e, "Then I'll give you some heat, or do I get some more?" β
Song Yong's shoulders slanted, and his palm dragged his forehead, "It's all right." β
Chu Ying took the cold dishes into the kitchen, and within a few minutes, they all warmed up, and the taste was still good, she deliberately took the red wine and inserted it into the ice bucket, she really couldn't find fault with it in terms of housework.
"Alright."
She walked behind Song Yong and held his shoulder, he put out his cigarette and got up to sit down, Chu Ying poured him a drink, and poured herself another glass, "How about it, aren't you angry?" β
Song Yong tasted the wine, which was astringent, dry, and did not moisten his throat.
Chu Ying didn't get a response, he smiled embarrassedly, and when he went to get the wine glass, he was preempted by Song Yong, he pinched the goblet, and poured the wine on the floor in front of Chu Ying.
The ground was dyed red and bright.
"Song Yong ......"
Song Yong pointed to the ground with his chin, "Go drink, don't waste it, it's all licked clean, this wine is much more expensive than you." β
Chu Ying's fingertips shrank, "Are you still angry?" β
"I'll let you lick it clean."
This kind of woman has no dignity, Song Yong just wants to see what step she can take, and how much Zhao Zhu gave her money can make her pay for it.
Chu Ying didn't know why, looking at the pool of wine on the ground, exhausted, "Can you stop doing this?" β
"If you don't drink it, don't come here in the future."
He decided to insult her like this, Chu Ying didn't have the right to say no, just sat opposite Song Yong in a daze, remembering how she teased him and teased him in the village last year, treating this as a costless gamble.
I didn't know until today that she saw the wrong person and provoked the wrong person.
"What are you doing in a daze?" Song Yong urged, "Hurry up." β
Chu Ying moved her legs, then got up, and walked towards the red wine beach on the ground, the red halo became a patch, reflecting the light at the top, bent her knees and waist, she knelt on the ground on the side, dipped a little red wine with her fingers, and fed it into her mouth.
On the wine, her downfall is reflected.
Song Yong sat upright and admired, the tip of Chu Ying's tongue touched the red wine stains, it was bitter and astringent, the taste was difficult to enter the throat, she was very slow and gentle.
"Hurry up."
Song Yong's patience will run out.
Chu Ying straightened up, the corners of her mouth stained red, "Isn't this okay?" β
It was this pitiful demeanor again, Song Yong suddenly walked over, the figure was very fast, he knelt beside Chu Ying on one knee, and held half a bottle of red wine in the other hand, spilling it all over her face, her skin was red, and the red wine was flowing down the bridge of her nose.
The neck and the front of the clothes were soaked.
Song Yong pressed her to the ground, his fingertips slid on the wet skin, reaching to his waist, causing Chu Ying to shiver, he raised his hand and took the ice bucket, his fingertips became very cold, and his eyes were very dangerous.
Pinched up a square-shaped ice cube, and Song Yong wanted to stuff it into Chu Ying's mouth.
She pursed her lips, reluctant to open her mouth.
"Mouth open." Chu Ying bit her lip and shook her head, her eyes flickering, revealing a strong panic.
Song Yong liked her expression, only a similar punishment could tame her, pinching her chin, he warned for the last time, "Don't you open your mouth yet?" β
Chu Ying had tears in the corners of her eyes, but she still shook her head.
"It's not just the mouth that can be held." The ice cubes on Song Yong's fingertips melted, and a little ice water fell on Chu Ying's eyelids, "This is your own choice." β