Song Shishan's eyebrows were lowered, as if the mountain rain was coming, and he explained to the guards: "In the future, this kind of woman who doesn't wear good clothes, don't let her come to me." ”

The guard was about to make fun of the handsome Yanfu, and when he saw the terrifying face of the handsome, he finally saluted and said loudly: "Yes!" ”

Song Shishan waited for her to come to him, afraid that if he could wait until he died, this woman would not move.

I couldn't afford her, so I got up and walked over to her.

Passing by a vase of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties on the ground, I didn't think about it, and kicked it straight up. The vase shattered to the ground.

When I walked to Liang Yueying's side, I saw that her lips were covered with cream stains, and there was a touch of white on the corner of her mouth, which was more tempting than cake.

Song Shishan raised his hand very informally, and his rough palm fell, mercilessly running over her lips and wiping the cream stains from the corners of her mouth.

The next moment, he snatched the cake from her hand and ordered, "The pastries at the dinner are unpalatable, so they are all withdrawn and served with Huaiyang dishes." ”

"Yes!" When the guards heard this, they immediately went down to do it.

Liang Yueying saw that the cake was snatched away before she saw it, and immediately widened her eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you so domineering?" ”

If he doesn't like it, he will find it himself, and he will interfere with other people's tastes.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, Song Shishan had already lifted the cake high.

Most of the men in the Northland are tall, and Liang Yueying only hates herself for reaching out to him, and she can only reach the top of his head, and she can't grab what she wants back when she stands on tiptoe.

She has to call him hard today, otherwise she will marry into the Shuai Mansion in the future and be bullied by him for the rest of her life.

Then he got up, sat down on his knees, and went to take his cake.

Feeling the softness on her chest, I couldn't help but feel another wave of excitement.

Liang Yueying didn't know his many dirty thoughts, and seeing that she was about to touch the tray, Song Shishan had already changed her hands and stuffed the remaining half of her into her mouth.

Afraid that she would fall, and came to hug her waist, Liang Yueying was so angry that her eyes were red, and she reached out to pat the big palm that was holding her waist, and said:

"Can you be reasonable? You are the one who says it is not delicious, and you are the one who eats it. And...... And I've eaten all this cake, and it's stained with my saliva, and you still eat it! ”

Obviously, he reasoned with this duplicitous King of Yama, but inexplicably his face turned red first.

Song Shishan saw that she finally had a hint of reaction, and his face was no longer cold, like a block of ice.

Even if it's angry, I think it's a little cute.

The gloom in his heart disappeared for the most part, and he sneered: "Little thing, do you still know how to protect food? ”

Liang Yueying was teased by him, and she was very unconvinced, so she immediately pushed back, "Dogs know how to protect food!" ”

Song Shishan liked this little pepper more and more, and finally his lips overflowed with a smile, and there was a hint of pampering in his tone that he hadn't even noticed:

"Then someone robbed your man, why don't you know to protect it?"

Seeing that she didn't talk to her, Song Shishan was not embarrassed.

Soon, he took out a pistol from his waist and stuffed it into her hand: "I've sent you." ”

This woman who dares to shoot in the opera garden is worthy of being his woman.

Liang Yueying never expected that a female classmate would receive a ring when she was proposed, and she was forcibly married and robbed, and she was indeed a pistol.

I heard him say casually: "When I take you back to Jiangbei, I will teach you to practice target shooting." In the future, if you hit the point on time and aim at someone else's chest, you will miss it. Speaking out, I am afraid of being ridiculed, saying that the woman trained by Song Shishan is a straw bag. ”

Liang Yueying froze slightly, holding the gun, still with the residual warmth of his body, and said in surprise:

"Are you there in the theater that day? Are you going to see Boss Zhang? ”