Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand to caress her cheek, and then let out a low cry

"Ma'am."

Maybe he left a bad impression on her now, but he really wasn't that kind of person.

He naturally knows what a scumbag is, and she explained it to herself before she got married.

Feeling the temperature of the man's fingers, Song lightly jumped, and subconsciously reached out and slapped his paws away.

"Enough, how many times do I have to say that I am really not your wife, why don't you believe it."

Zhao Cheng's deep gaze fell on her face, and he emphasized it seriously again.

"I wouldn't be wrong."

"And even if there are two people in the world who are exactly the same. Even if she speaks, has the same voice, habits, and smile, she won't have my name on her. ”

"Because from beginning to end, I have only left a mark on one person, and that woman is the lady I married back with eight sedan chairs and ten miles of red makeup."

Thinking of her name on her back, Zhao Cheng's expressionless face rarely showed a hint of redness. Even the cold and deep eyes subconsciously had a different color.

The handwriting on her back was written by him

I remember it very clearly in my head.

That day, for the first time, he didn't know himself, and it was also the first time he had a strong possessiveness for a woman.

Not only did he leave a word on her that day, but he also did something out of the ordinary for the first time in his study.

Thinking of him, Zhao Cheng prides himself on being ruthless, but he can't withstand her soft voice.

Song Qing naturally didn't know what Zhao Cheng was thinking, but after listening to what he said just now, he was speechless for a while, and he couldn't say a word.

Yes, she bears his name on her back, and that's what she can't explain?

Why does she have his name on her

He remembered that there were no words on him, but why did she have his name on her back.

It's simply unscientific to say.

"╯□╰" Song Qing's expression was depressed, in such a situation, which scientist could come out and explain it to her.

She was sure that she was not someone's wife, but the words that appeared on her made her unable to explain.

Subconsciously, Song Qing scratched his head unconsciously, and he really felt bald.

......Seeing that she was so irritable, Zhao Cheng unconsciously stretched out his hand and raised her chin to let her look at him.

Looking into her eyes, Zhao Cheng's hand unconsciously became very gentle.

"If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it."

Zhao Cheng said and gently brushed the corner of her lips with his thumb.

Looking at her eyes, Zhao Cheng's heart was hot, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the eye.

Although the process was stiff, you could tell that he was trying to be gentle.

The man's breath was on his face, very hot, but Song Qing felt that what was even hotter was her nervous heart beating at this moment.

Song looked up at the tall man in front of him in a daze, and forgot how to react for a while.

There was only one sentence in her mind, he felt so gentle just now, and she wanted him to hug her.

Song Qing was frightened by the sudden thought, her face was hot, she quickly reached out and pushed him away and took a step back.

Maybe he was too nervous and stumbled on his feet.

What was she thinking about just now, how could she want him to hold herself and pounce on him because of one action.

, she already has a weird aunt attribute, is there anything else she doesn't know about other quirks?

Otherwise, how could a man who said he was a stranger want him to hug him, what the hell is this X_X, could it be that he was really tempted by beauty.

Is she such a superficial person?

"What's wrong?" Zhao Cheng stepped forward and wanted to reach out to touch her.