Zhao Cheng didn't understand what was going on, but he was sure that his wife was Song Qing.

"Evidence?" Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Song Qing and said very seriously, "Do you have my name on you?"

"......" Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and choked instantly.

Suddenly, I felt that I had a sentence that my mother sold batches, and I didn't know whether to talk about it or not.

"I really want to squirt a mouthful of old blood, do you and your daughter-in-law want to be so showy, don't tell me you still have my name on you, what the hell, no, it doesn't matter to me if there is, at most, I have the same name as your wife."

Zhao Cheng listened to her words and spoke in a deep voice, "Yes, your name is on my chest." ”

Big guy, what about the ruthlessness you say?

"You're 666, but I'm sorry I don't have a tattoo, so it's unlikely that your name will appear on your body."

Zhao Cheng narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Is there any, I only know until I see it." ”

"What?" Song Qingyi subconsciously covered his chest when he heard this, "I won't do it, my first kiss is gone, but I can't be taken advantage of by you." ”

"I haven't seen you anywhere." Zhao Cheng said and stretched out his hand, and before Song Qing could react, he felt a strong force attacking, and she was in his arms in an instant.

"Zhao Yu, turn your back."

"Yes, father." Seeing this, Zhao Yu instantly turned his back and reached out to cover his eyes, looking well-behaved.

Song Qing came back to his senses and quickly got up from his arms, but before he could run, his waist was tightly clasped by his hand.

This time, Song Qing sat on one of Zhao Cheng's laps, and her waist was tightly clasped by one of her hands, unable to move.

"You, let it go, you bastard."

Zhao Cheng tilted his head and looked at the woman in his arms, and his indifferent face rarely showed a little tenderness.

Looking at the familiar face, he unconsciously raised his finger to caress her cheek.

Song Qing was stunned for a moment and became angry, again, this bastard.

"You rascal, where are you touching?"

Song Qing raised his hand and could only greet him in the face, and his hand was held by him halfway, "You are still the same." ”

", let me go, don't hug me."

Zhao Cheng not only did not let go, but clasped her waist with his hand.

It's still going to be an inch.

"I'll let you go." Song Qing saw that he still didn't let go, and directly lowered his head and bit his wrist, definitely using the strength of milk.

It wasn't until Song Qing felt that the other party's wrist was bitten by her and the smell of blood was bloody, so she let go of her anger.

"Enough bites?" From beginning to end, Zhao Cheng just looked at her and didn't frown.

Zhao Cheng glanced at her, stretched out his hand to clasp her waist, turned the person over, and let her lie in his arms.

"Bastard, you let it go! Don't...... Don't tear it! This is a new dress that I bought for more than 150 yuan, and I have only been wearing it X_X for a few days. ”

Song wanted to cry without tears, lying in Zhao Cheng's arms, raising his hand to cover his eyes with a loveless face.

She's not clean anymore.

Her back was seen in half.

This beast, she used to like novels written based on him so much, and sure enough, the novels are all deceitful.

Zhao Cheng's fingers gently stroked her back, and there was a hint of tenderness on his expressionless face.

Being touched by a stranger like this, Song Qing couldn't help but subconsciously shrink his neck,

"Damn, where are you touching your hands?" Song Qing's eyes were red with anger.

Zhao Cheng heard her aggrieved voice, his eyes fell on the familiar words on her back, and finally lowered his head and gently imprinted a kiss on her back.

"Ma'am."

He, what is he doing?

This, this bastard actually kissed her on the back, and Song, who came back to his senses, quickly got up from his arms and aimed a fist at his face.

"Let you take advantage of me again."

Sizzle-

Well, now he has symmetry on both sides of his cheeks.