The meeting place was set by Liang Manyin.

In order to ensure that when something happened, she could stop it in time, so she waited in the next room, and Tan Quejing was in the car, and did not follow.

Before Chu Ying went, she specially told her that she was not as intimate as a lover, but more like a brother, and only cared about her safety.

"Song Yong is easy to be impulsive, if he does something to you again, you just come out, or call for help."

Where can it be so serious.

Not to the point where it is.

Chu Ying smiled and pushed Tan Qijing's hand away, "I know, I will pay attention to my own safety, but I don't think Song Yong will be so stupid." ”

"But he's done that to you."

Except for restraining Chu Ying, the rest of the time, Song Yong is actually more like a normal person.

"This time, he won't." Chu Ying's tone was very determined.

Saying goodbye to Tan Qijing, Chu Ying went upstairs alone, and in the elevator, she unnaturally tugged at the hem of her skirt, remembering that one time in Xiaonanlou, Song Yong fed her celery.

She didn't open her mouth, she didn't eat anything.

He was furious, pulled her over, sat on his lap, and frantically stuffed celery into her mouth, and her skirt moved up in the struggle, such an embarrassed appearance could even arouse Song Yong's desire.

The stockings on the legs started without taking them off.

That night, Chu Ying was tortured to the point that she was inhuman, and because of celery allergy, she was itchy and had a rash all over her body, Song Ying was mad, and asked her in fear and anger why she didn't say that she was allergic.

She called him a brute, and his tears fell on her face, and he put his arms around her and said he was sorry.

He is like this, after making a mistake, he always tries to soothe the hurt with an apology, but every time Chu Ying comforts himself, he is young, naïve and naïve, and he should be.

Song Ying arrived earlier, this morning he blew a cold wind, the cold air entered his body, a little groggy and uncomfortable, when Chu Ying pushed the door in, he was lying on the sofa of the hotel on his side, and his body was a blanket specially prepared for VIPs.

The hotel staff was half-kneeling on the ground, approaching Song Yong's face.

His face was a gift from God, and he couldn't find any flaws, just like a precious exhibit in a museum, and whoever approached couldn't help but look twice.

Being liked by someone like him, even if it is frivolous, is worth it.

The man was whispering something to Song Yong, his eyes were motionless, fixed on his face, he was also smiling, Chu Ying knew that that kind of laughter was usually only found when he spoke sarcastically.

Very indifferent and insincere.

The sound of opening the door sounded, he lowered his eyelids slightly, and said softly: "People don't go out when they arrive, don't you see you in your eyes?" ”

was teased by him.

Instead of getting angry, the woman smiled, then got up, and subconsciously looked at Chu Ying when she rubbed shoulders with Chu Ying.

Chu Ying walked to Song Yong's side and wanted to sit down on the single sofa on the side, but his wrist was accurately caught by him, he seemed to be very tired, he looked weak when he opened his eyes, and his pupils looked like they were covered with a layer of fog, what he was thinking was difficult to figure out.

I took a picture of the position next to me.

Song Yong said, "Sit." ”

Let her sit and let the other women kneel, Chu Ying thought sadly, in fact, at the beginning, she was also kneeling to serve Song Yong, maybe it won't be long before those women can sit beside him.

didn't refuse, Chu Ying sat beside Song Yong, lightly tucked the blanket is edge, it looked like she was afraid that he would catch a cold, she tied half of her hair behind her head and hung it down, looking at it like this, she was quite gentle and a good wife and mother.

Song Yong adjusted his posture, turned sideways, pressed his head on Chu Ying's knees, pillowed her legs, and closed his eyelashes, his eyelashes were so thick, there was a shadow under his eyes, but his dark blue eye circles were heavier.

I don't know what kind of emotions it is.

Chu Ying raised her hand, pressed it against his hair, touched his eyebrows with her fingertips, and felt her touch, Song Ying smiled, "I was locked at home by my aunt these days, and I realized how cruel I was to you. ”

Not only did he lock up Chu Ying, but he also didn't give her communication equipment, didn't let her go online, and let her be trapped in a beautiful room like a primitive person.

"I'm worse for you."

By this time, the fighting was gone, and the blame was gone.

When counting the past, Chu Ying admitted his mistake, and Song Yong did the same, he seemed to have grown up and was relieved, "You have nothing bad about it, for someone you don't love, you can put up with me to that point, it's already good." ”

Song Yong didn't open his eyes, afraid of tears.

When he was a child, he fell and broke his knee to cry with his mother, and when he grew up, he was bullied by his sister and wanted to find his aunt to support him, he didn't want to be at this age, and he was sad because of a woman who didn't love him.

"I've tried to reach out to people I don't like, and it's disgusting."

Song Yong peeked at Chu Ying's face, she is always so beautiful, the charm revealed in her bones, when she is in the village, she blends into the local customs, and has a different charm.

Song Yong remembered that at night in Xiaonanlou, she was as beautiful as a flower, and when she bloomed, she would make him addicted.

As he looked at her, he couldn't help but sit up, let the blanket slip off his knees, take her hand, hold the back of her head, and kiss her lips hard.

Facing Shang Chu Ying's frightened and surprised gaze, Song Yong didn't stop, he absorbed all her tastes, for fear that this was the last time in his life, how much this kiss was worth prolonging and aftertaste, only he knew.

But the moment Chu Ying responded to him, the meaning was very different.

There was confusion in Song Yong's eyes, and just as it was about to end, Chu Ying pounced on him, grabbed him by the collar, and kissed him like in the village, but it was less provocative and more sincere. jj.br>

One hand grabbed him by the collar and the other around his neck.

Chu Ying's eyelashes swept on Song Yong's skin, causing an itch in his heart, and as soon as the itch floated, she let go of her hand, stepped back, and swept her lips with the tip of her tongue by the way, "Do you still think I haven't loved you?" ”

Chu Ying stood up, her pupils were covered with mist, "It's all your self-righteousness, you think that a person like me who is greedy for vanity has no true feelings, you are prejudiced against me, and your love is also prejudiced." ”

This time she was going to cry.

Song Yong's heart was in a tight pain, and he couldn't breathe, as if he was suffocating.

"Song Yong, the way things have become like this, it is all caused by you." After the warmth, Chu Ying didn't forget to ask, "You said you loved me like that, and you went out of that door to marry another woman, you don't know how to love people, but you know how to humiliate me." ”

Song Yong's heart was weak, he looked to the side, and his mouth was unforgiving, "Are you worthy of me loving you?" What do you deserve to do for you? Why don't you want to think about me when you go with Talking to Quejing? ”

"That's what you mean?" Chu Ying had a crying voice.

"Yes."

“…… Good. ”

Chu Ying had nothing else to say, and strode out of the living room, but behind him was Song Yong's retention, "Don't go, I haven't finished talking yet." ”

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