After playing three rounds, Song Yongren was on the card table, and his mind was on Chu Ying.

Chu Ying's movements remained the same, holding his cheeks, not looking at the man next to him, his eyes wandered on Li Rao, he was seen in a cold sweat, and his hand was not good at touching the cards.

Song Yong sat on the side, and his resentment was about to float out of his head, and he would always deliberately use Li Rao's cards to prevent him from leaving a way out.

After three laps, Li Rao saw that the two of them had not reconciled, and they were caught in the middle, on one side they had to accept Song Yong's anger, and on the other hand, they had to take a detour with Chu Ying, and this card could not be won.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Li Rao called someone to pick up the cards, he got up and went to the side to rest, thinking that he could escape from the battlefield in this way, but he didn't think that Chu Ying also came over, just under Song Yong's nose, she sat down next to Li Rao, so frightened that Li Rao immediately sat upright, and laughed a lot more naturally.

"Chu ...... Miss Chu." Li Rao swallowed his throat, and his afterglow swept towards Song Yong, his eyes were as bright as knives, and he could kill people with sharpness.

Chu Ying didn't know it, with a smile on her lips, she looked at Li Rao, "I haven't thanked you yet, I borrowed it from your house during that time, and I bothered you."

Li Rao's back was cold, and he couldn't speak.

"It's not troublesome, it's just ......"

"What is it?" Chu Ying suddenly grabbed the words, the smile was even brighter, and Song Yong's face did not change in the distance, but the mahjong tiles in his hand were about to be crushed.

Li Rao couldn't help but sit on the side, "Just don't look at me like this, I'm afraid that Song Yong will eat me."

"What are you afraid of him for?" He sat over there, and Chu Ying sat down, Li Rao was like her prey, motionless under her gaze, "With me here, he doesn't dare to do anything."

The cold sweat was about to fall, Li Rao pulled the corners of his mouth, "You guys...... Quarreled?"

"I don't have anything to quarrel with him." When it comes to Song Yong, Chu Ying's tone is always full of resentment, if he doesn't divorce, then don't blame her for messing around.

"Then ...... you?"

Fortunately, there are not many people in this private room, otherwise Song Yong would be embarrassed and lose his hair.

Chu Ying smiled charmingly, and when she was brought in, there were a lot of eyes lingering on her, Song Yong didn't like her people to be coveted, and pinched her wrists red, she hooked her fingers, "You want to know, come here and I'll tell you."

Li Rao hurriedly shook his head.

But he couldn't help but refuse.

Chu Ying grabbed his arm and put it to his ear, and his tone suddenly changed, "I just want to be angry with him, it's better to be angry with him."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was suddenly pulled up.

The storm on Song Yong's face was violent, and the intense anger burned Chu Ying and Li Rao, he glanced at Li Rao deeply, and then pulled Chu Ying out, she tried to break Song Yong's fingers behind her, "What are you doing, didn't you promise to take me to play?"

This seems to have really angered Song Yong.

He is so possessive, and his jealousy is also very strong, seeing his woman talking and laughing with his friends, how can he endure it, and now it is already the limit.

Thrown into the car, Chu Ying wanted to get out of the car, but the door was locked, she shouted and screamed at Song Yong, no different from a shrew, "I want to get out of the car, Li Rao has a better temper than you, I might as well live with him."

Song Yong didn't say anything, he wore a seat belt, drove, and didn't say a word on the way back, but Chu Ying, scolding and shouting, didn't stop for a moment, it was like this, and his strength was used up on the road.

When he was caught and got out of the car, there was no room for resistance.

Song Yong opened the door and went in, and the nanny at home greeted him, and was about to speak, when he was interrupted by Song Yong, "Go back."

「…… Oh good." The nanny took off her apron and wanted to run.

The downstairs door was closed.

Song Ying kicked the bedroom door, pushed Chu Ying into the house, raised his hand and began to untie his tie and buttons, the gloomy face and the feeling of not speaking were too heavy, Chu Ying couldn't open her mouth a little, but she still pretended to be calm, "...... What are you going to do?"

The tie was thrown on the ground, and a few pieces of skin on the neckline were exposed, Song Yong took a few steps forward, and Chu Ying followed and fell back into the bed, and sat down

Come, clutching the futon, anticipating what was going to happen next, his face turned pale.

Song Yong walked in front of her, grabbed her chin, lifted her whole face, and said in a low voice like a bell, "I want to sleep with you, can't you see it?"

"You can't—"

Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by Song Yong's lips, this kiss is emotionless, only desire, so the heavier it is, the more crazy it is, Chu Ying can't bear it, she can't breathe, she is a little trance when she falls into the mattress, her wrist is pressed against the pillow, and she is clasped tightly.

The scar tattoo on the base of the leg was rubbed and pressed.

The breath was entangled, the heat was rising, the windows in the house were not opened, and the temperature and temperature had changed a little.

The figures of the two were reflected in the window, and Chu Ying patted Song Yong's shoulder for help, "Curtain......

This is a private house, but there are other residents in the vicinity.

Song Yong was unmoved, his fingertips traced Chu Ying's lips, and then leaned in, looking at her for a long time, "Don't you like to be looked at? Or do you like Li Rao, how is he good?"

The tip of her tongue was stirred, her body was suppressed, Chu Ying whimpered, she couldn't say a word, the soreness of her body made her squeeze out tears, and her limbs were all signals for help.

Song Yongcai doesn't care about this, he has lust and desire, and the end of this desire is Chu Ying, it is she who opens the dark box in his heart, she has to bear the love that this desire breeds, and she can't escape it.

Falling into Chu Ying's neck socket, Song Yong sighed and kissed Chu Ying's hair and earlobe, "Isn't this good?"

"Where's the good?" Chu Ying turned around, complaining in her heart that Song Yong was true, but her body was inclined to him, "I bully you every day, give you a face, and scold your family, do you like this?"

"I like it."

Song Yong enjoyed her little temper, "It's better than suffocating you."

Holding the person tighter, Song Yong's chin rested on the top of Chu Ying's head, enjoying the blending of breathing, Chu Ying sighed in her heart, "Take the time to go back, isn't there an old man who is sick?"

Chu Ying didn't want to be a virtuous and sensible person, but Song Ying's goodness made her have to be soft-hearted.

"You don't have to worry about it." Song Yong's head was lowered, and his breath fell on Chu Ying's skin, which was close to her, holding her in his own square inch.

Before I woke up naturally, the mobile phone at the bedside rang non-stop.

The first to wake up Chu Ying, she pushed Song Ying away, her tone was full of irritability, "Answer the phone."

Song Yong rubbed his eyes lightly, sat up and answered the phone, the sleepiness dissipated in the words on the other side of the microphone, Liang Man's nervous and anxious voice came, Chu Ying didn't hear it very clearly, maybe something happened at home.

Putting down the phone, Song Yong hurriedly got up to change his clothes, glanced at Chu Ying before leaving, wanted to say something, thought about it, and left silently.