173 Bear me a baby
Love should be pleasant, but if it is Song Yong's love, then there will be more fear.
The room card is not inserted into the proximity card slot, there is no air conditioning in the room, the lights cannot be turned on, it is like a dark box, impermeable, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room can see the scenery of the city.
It's not bustling, there's no neon and high-rise buildings.
Chu Ying didn't eat when she came, her stomach was very empty, she was not as fragile as a little girl in her early twenties, but this time she was really tired, and her bones were crispy.
His arm was very soft, and he was pulled up by Song Yong and stuck to his face.
Tired and unconscious, he fainted in Song Yong's arms, and after a few minutes, he woke up again.
There were tears in the corners of her eyes, and she was numb.
After stopping, Song Yong and her looked at the quiet evening of the small city, the moonlight fell on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, shining a trace of blush and unsubsided sweat on his face.
Chu Ying was very uncomfortable, moved her legs, and Song Yong's voice was pressed in her ears, not tender, but more like an order, "Don't move." β
Chu Ying's voice was hoarse.
In this kind of thing, she has been injured and experienced a lesson, but she didn't expect that so soon, Song Yong would become that beast again.
At first, she could comfort herself that she hadn't seen her for too long, which was understandable, but if it lasted too long, something was wrong.
Chu Ying shouted and scolded, but it didn't work.
As soon as he made a sound, his throat was chapped and painful.
"I want to go to the bathroom."
Song Yong sneered as if he hadn't heard it, buried it in her neck, "What are you doing?" β
The good boy followed the bad school, and knew to use this kind of thing to tease her.
Chu Ying wanted to take away the hand he was holding in front of him, but he tightened it viciously, and then asked, "When you were eighteen or twenty years old, was it the same?" β
"Don't talk about this, you get up, I'm hot."
"I don't know, but I must know about Sparrow."
At that time, for a long time, Chu Ying and Tan Qijing lived together, thinking of this, Song Yong was jealous, but now, he is no longer emotional.
Chu Ying didn't like to talk about Quejing at such a time, and her sense of betrayal made her speechless, "Do you have to mention him at this time?" Interesting, isn't it? β
"I just think it's interesting." The tip of Song Yong's eyelashes pierced Chu Ying's skin, "I'm still wondering, is it fair for you to give me a baby?" β
A chill rushed up from her back, and it was instantly cold to the bones, Chu Ying's whole body stiffened, she suddenly sat up, picked up a piece of clothing, no matter who it was, put it directly on her body, and before rushing into the bathroom, she glanced at Song Ying deeply.
How could she possibly give birth to Song Yong?
It's just ridiculous.
After hiding in the bathroom for a long time, there was the sound of Song Yong's footsteps outside the door, he turned on the light and walked to the door, "I'm joking, did it scare you?" β
Chu Ying washed her hands, rinsed her mouth again, looked at the door, and didn't dare to go out.
"I'm insecure enough to say that." Song Yong lowered his head, "Is it okay for me to apologize?" β
Breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Ying opened the door and walked out, Song Ying put on his clothes, lowered his face and eyelashes, like a child who had done something wrong, "Are you still angry?" I'll never say that again, really. β
"Don't make that joke, it will scare me."
She took too much medicine, her health was very poor, and it was difficult to conceive, but it was not impossible, Song Yong's words reminded her that she had forgotten to take medicine after being with him so many times during this time.
*
Waiting for Chu Ying to fall asleep, Song Yong went downstairs and sat in the car.
Zhao Chai was waiting for him.
"This is the key to the residence." Song Yong had two things in his hand, "The person on the business card is the person left to me by my uncle, who is absolutely loyal and can protect you." β
Zhao Zhu took it, his eyes fell on him, and as soon as he sat in, the smell also followed, and as soon as he looked at his face, he knew what he had just done.
"What is your identity with Miss Chu now?"
Song Yong did not shy away from it, and sneered: "Lover, I am her lover." β
Zhao Zhu was stunned for a moment, and quickly retracted his surprise, "I guessed, Miss Chu should be very moved, she is not such a hard-hearted person." β
"I don't need her touch, and I'm not picking up garbage."
Listening to Song Yong's tone, as if he was not satisfied with the status quo, he didn't say much, his eyes were scattered on Zhao Zhu, "After you go back, Song Boyu wants to see you, and you decide whether you want to go or not, she has begged me many times." β
Zhao was silent.
In matters of affection, they are all the same, wavering.
"Anyway, I brought the words to me."
"Okay, I got it."
Zhao drove out of the car, Song Yong didn't go upstairs immediately, he drove to the pharmacy and bought the long-term contraceptive pills and a bottle of vitamins that Chu Ying wanted.
Pills are very similar and can be faked to the extent that they are real.
If it weren't for the end of the road, Song Yong would disdain to use such an inferior means, but the matter had come to this point, and he had no choice.
*
Hiding and hiding for so long, Zhao Zhu didn't plan to return to Zhongzhou, but Song Yong arranged it for him, and Song's father refused to let him go, even if he didn't come back, he couldn't escape.
Standing on the street, there was a black car parked in the middle of the street in front of me.
The sun was shining down and on the shoulders, and it was hot.
I don't know how long it has been.
The waiter walked out.
I haven't seen him for a long time, Song Boyu's hair has grown, hanging down on his shoulders, and his femininity has increased a lot, especially when he is holding hands with the man next to him, half of his shoulders are leaning on his arms.
The man held the umbrella, the driver opened the car door, and they sat in together, such a harmonious and beautiful scene should not be ruined by a bad person like him.
Song Boyu's surname is Song, and she deserves to enjoy these.
She was bullied when she was a child, and she didn't enjoy half of the preferential treatment brought to her by the surname Song, and when she grew up, she was taken to a strange place, and suffered a lot of white eyes and ridicule.
Only Zhao Zhu can see her suffering.
As long as she is doing well, there is no need to see her again.
The car drove out, Song Boyu unintentionally looked into the reversing mirror, the car was a little blocked, and the black figure in the mirror stood under the blazing sun, unable to see his face, but had a strong premonition.
It's Zhao Zhu.
With a thump in his heart, Song Boyu's mouth was dry in an instant, his mind was blank, and he just wanted to rush down to see him and ask him how he was spending his days.
But next to her is Zhou Xu, her fiancΓ©.
If this car drove out, it meant that she and Zhao Zhu were no longer possible.
Perhaps sensing Song Boyu's hesitation, Zhou Xu held her hand and said lightly: "What's wrong, isn't it comfortable?" β
The man's gentle voice made Song Boyu return to sobriety, she didn't want to live that kind of life of running around and suffering from white eyes, being with Zhou Xu was her best destination.
Zhao Zhu is the person she should say goodbye to.