True, he's not hallucinating.

Feeling the temperature of the man's hand touching her face, Song Qing's hand that was about to make a call dropped to the ground as soon as she let go.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Song Qing instantly met a pair of sharp and deep gazes, as if he wanted to imprison people in them and not escape.

He touched her face, lying on the stumb, this is playing hooligan, and Song Qing, who came back to his senses, glanced angrily at the man in black lying on the ground.

She slapped his hand away, staggered to her feet, and stepped away from him, then gritted her teeth in anger.

"Bastard, it's okay to lie in front of my house early in the morning and be scary, and when you wake up, you still play hooligan at me, I think you want to find a beating?"

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, just got up from the ground in silence and stood up with a splitting headache.

He just stood there looking at the woman who was glaring at him not far from him, as if he couldn't see anything at this moment.

I only saw her standing in front of him so well.

Song Qing looked at the man who stood up, and his first reaction was that this man was really tall, and he felt a lot shorter in the moment when he stood on him.

Secretly glanced at the man, this man is really good-looking, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the elegance of that temperament in one word.

Wait, stop, she looks like a human and still plays hooligan on her, and she really can't be disfigured.

Thinking of this, Song looked at him lightly, and his gaze was even more unkind.

Zhao Cheng looked at her with a calm face, with mixed feelings.

Why look at him like this, isn't he the one who should be angry?

Isn't it she who left their father and son behind for seven years, and disappeared without a trace?

Zhao Cheng's gaze fell on her face, and he stretched out his hand expressionlessly, "Come here." ”

The deep voice sounded in Song Qing's ears, and that tone actually made Song Qing take a step subconsciously.

Wait, why are you so obedient.

He glanced down at his feet, and Song withdrew his feet with a dark face.

Did he just call her over?

Did this man call her over and come to him?

Is this molesting and she is still molested and addicted?

After listening to his words, Song didn't hurry, and instead of passing, he took a step back.

After all, the other party is tall and big, and it seems that if she is really a bad person, she can't kill him.

Is this hiding from him?

Zhao Cheng's face turned cold, and he reached out and grabbed it directly through the air.

The next moment, Song Qing didn't react yet, she only felt a powerful suction force hit her in an instant, and before she could react, she had already crashed into a cold embrace.

At this moment, Song Qing's brain is a little cloudy.

Who am I? Where am I? What happened to the paralysis just now.

Haven't I woken up yet?

Haven't woken up yet?

Song Qing was still unable to recover from what happened just now, and when she suddenly felt a heat on her lips, and when she reacted, her lips had been blocked.

"Hmm......"

Song's eyes widened, and by the time she came to her senses, the man had already pried open her lips and clasped the back of her neck.

"Let it go...... Let go...... Hmmm......"

Song Qing wanted to resist, but when her little strength reached the man's arms, it seemed to be completely useless.

On the contrary, it is a bit like wanting to refuse and welcome.

Damn, who the hell is this bastard man?

"Hmm......"

Song Qing was pressed against the wall at the door of the house by the man, and her strength was so great that she couldn't resist.

Song Qing wanted to reach out and push him, but the man directly grabbed her hand and imprisoned her against the wall.

Song Qing's mother has been single for twenty-three years, and she doesn't have a boyfriend.

But now her first kiss was taken away by a strange man.

X﹏X——

Mom, I'm not that innocent kid anymore.