The purpose of this trip is not to flirt with Chu Ying.

Song Yong sat in the car seriously, turned the steering wheel, and looked ahead, if there was no red mark on his neck, he really looked like a decent gentleman.

In the village, that's what he looks like.

But later he lived in the town, and he relied on his young physical strength to keep going, and sometimes he didn't even let go of meal time.

Chu Ying should have thought of it a long time ago, this trick is the most effective against Song Yong.

"My aunt asked me to come." Song Yong suddenly spoke, as if by saying this, he could explain why he was blocking in front of Chu Ying, afraid that she would be injured, "If that Cui Qing is not good, I won't let you take him back."

"He's not good, follow him with a good face, and there will be endless suffering."

Chu Ying was very decisive.

She looked at men wrongly, but not this time.

Song Yong cleared his throat, and the feeling of an ant gnawing on his neck didn't seem to have disappeared, "In that case, you can make a phone call to explain to Kaiyan, or go back first."

"It's weird."

Chu Ying said this without a head or a brain.

Song Yong didn't ask, she made up for it herself, "It's not that you don't want to see me, why do you arrange these for me, I stay here, how long I stay, it doesn't seem to matter to you."

"You're going to delay me."

"What's the matter with you?"

This was like asking nonsense, but Song Yong still answered word by word, "I want to stop Cui Qing from going back, but if you want to take him back, do you dare to guarantee that you won't delay me?"

"Don't dare."

Song Yong is right, this is the right thing, Chu Ying should put aside his personal relationship with him for the time being.

But as soon as she was silent, Song Yong's heart was lifted high, "Don't tell others what happened just now."

Hearing his heavy tone, Chu Ying couldn't help laughing, "No matter what, we have been married and have never done anything, is it a little too late to tell us about our innocence at this time?"

"That's why I have to correct my mistakes in time."

It turned out to be a mistake to marry her.

These words made Chu Ying stiffen and laugh, and she didn't say anything more until she got out of the car, the time was a little late, Song Ying didn't go back to his hotel, and directly opened a room in Chu Ying's hotel to stay.

I rinsed my lower neck more when I took a bath, but the marks became even more red when I encountered hot water.

I took some painkillers and tried to fall asleep, but my head hurt more and more, as if I was asleep and fainted.

*

After returning to the room, Chu Ying called Liang Kaiyan first and told her about Cui Qing's condition, she cried on the phone, crying silently, "I thought it would be like this a long time ago, but I still don't give up."

Chu Ying wanted to persuade, but she didn't know how to speak, "...... Kaiyan, this time I have the same opinion as your father, while you are young, you can start again."

"But I just want to be with him, he's just...... I can't get rid of my flowers, but they're good to me at other times."

Her so-called good is nothing more than giving her the beef in the beef noodles to eat, Cui Qing will save the money to buy cigarettes for her, and will wait for her with an umbrella for two hours on a rainy day.

These are all means used to move the little girl, but she still plunges into it.

"But he wasn't going to go over, and he wasn't going to have this child."

As soon as he said this, Liang Kaiyan collapsed even more, "No, he won't say that, you also lie to me with them."

"Nope." Chu Ying really didn't know how to make it clear, "I'll see him again tomorrow, and I'll ask him to call you and tell you in person when the time comes."

Liang Kaiyan stopped crying and thanked her.

Chu Ying came out of the bathroom and went to open the door while wiping his hair, Song Yong changed his clothes and stood outside the door, the shallow light fell on his shoulder, and as soon as he touched his eyes, he knew that he had changed.

「…… Why don't you let me in?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was aggrieved.

Chu Ying was a little out of luck with him, and he didn't even bother to correct it, "Are you intentional?"

yes, you look like that to me during the day, and you come to me at night?"

"How do you say that?" Song Yong's eyelashes drooped, and that lost look made people feel distressed, "You think I'm here for ...... Then I can sleep on the couch, I just want to be with you."

"Yes, no."

Chu Ying was somewhat cold, Song Yong took Chu Ying's towel to wipe her hair, but she fell asleep on the back of the sofa.

After a while, his body seemed to be a little cold, and he was a little wet, and he was very itchy, dodging left and right, but his arm was raised and fixed again, and some inexplicable pain woke up Chu Ying, and as soon as he opened his eyes, it was dark, and the light above his head was turned off, leaving only the wall lamp, and his neck and chin were very itchy.

When I looked down, I saw the top of Song Yong's hair, and the black hair was buried.

Chu Ying moved his hand to push him, he was really tired, how could he have the energy to play with him, but he was unhappy, his expression was dark and difficult to distinguish, and the light was cast into his eyes, reflecting those eager eyes.

"Do you like him better?"

Who is he?

Chu Ying didn't understand, she was about to touch Song Yong's face, his fingers were held by him, and he put them on the kiss marks on his neck, he was full of resentment, "You kiss him, why don't you kiss me?"

Her waist softened, and Chu Ying couldn't cry or laugh, "Isn't that all you? Hurry up."

"It's different, we're different."

He wouldn't rather hurt himself than hurt Chu Ying, but he spared no effort to make her sad, he was alone, but the difference was very big.

Chu Ying didn't know how to explain, "It seems to me that it's the same, it's a person."

It's like this, which makes her feel even more distressed, it's clear that she is alone, but she has to suffer from gains and losses for the same love, this is not the reaction that a normal person should have, nor should it be the life that Song Yong should have.

Afraid of losing, Song Yong hugged Chu Ying all night, not daring to let go for half a minute, and a mobile phone vibrated under the pillow, which didn't wake Chu Ying up, waking him up.

It was supposed to be hung up.

Seeing the word "Ji Qian", Song Yongyu's eyebrows sank, thought twice, and answered the phone.

"You're going to Harayama alone?"

Chu Ying's whereabouts here Ji Qian is in control, but he doesn't know that Song Yong also went with him, "She is here, and she is with me."

「…… Song Yong?"

Ji Qian was silent for a long time, "Where is Chu Ying?"

"By my side." Song Yong's hostility towards him was too strong to hide.

"It seems that Mr. Song is really a fickle person, and what he said can be forgotten in a blink of an eye." Ji Qian tried his best to maintain calm, but he was reminded that he couldn't sit still anymore, "You said it yourself, don't see Chu Ying again, do you know how many tears you shed for her?"

"We don't need others to meddle in the affairs of our husband and wife."

Ji Qian's tone was solemn, "You are already divorced, do you still need me to remind you of this?"