"Well, there's something to say."

"Big guy, calm down, you have something to say."

Zhao Cheng looked condescendingly at the woman sitting in front of him.

"I've always been calm." As he spoke, Zhao Cheng reached out and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

The firm chest instantly met Song Qing's sight, and the wild sense of oppression made Song Qing swallow his saliva subconsciously.

The face burned badly.

This bastard, it's okay, unbutton, it's easy to make people think crookedly.

For example, the bully bullies bully the little girl, it seems to be like this.

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows and propped his hand on her side, bending slightly to let the two of them draw in distance.

Knock Knock –

What she heard in her ears was the sound of a heartbeat, and Song Qing felt that it should be hers.

"Ma'am, how much do you remember about us?"

The deep voice is like the cold tone of a violin, but there is an indescribable tenderness.

Song looked down on him and leaned closer, and subconsciously reached out to his chest.

"One, really, I just remember holding my son in the garden in the sun."

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows, leaned closer to her, and whispered another question in her ear.

"What else?"

Feeling someone's breath so close, Song trembled slightly.

In this situation, Song Qing subconsciously thought of a certain picture, which was exactly the same.

Sitting at the same desk, he stood in front of her as well.

Thinking of this, Song looked up at him with a light face and shook his head.

"No, no."

It's really what she remembers, it's too young to be a child, so she is embarrassed to say it.

For example, it is also tied up on the disabled.

Oh my God, although I don't know what happened at the time, but from the fragmentary memory, I only know that I must have pounced.

Song Qing was thinking about it, when he saw Zhao Cheng come closer again, and he said lightly with his face against her cheek.

"So, then, can you think of anything else now?"

“……”

Can she say she didn't hear it?

Can she say she didn't remember anything?

This man.

obviously has an expressionless face, but Song Qing doesn't feel any coldness? Some are the gentleness hidden under the cold face.

Yes.

This man is really good to himself, so? Let her forget that he exists? I was able to fall in love with him again so quickly.

Listening to his question, Song Qing naturally wouldn't admit it.

Song shook his head lightly and directly denied that he actually thought of a discordant picture in a certain study.

"I can't remember."

"I just remember a little bit."

What she said was true.

It was true that she only had a few fragments of memories in her head.

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, just reached out and held Song Qing's hand.

"So?"

"Even if you can't remember, it's okay? It's good that you have me in your memory now. ”

"Yes? I'm going to try to think of you, so you, huh...... Wait, you're not allowed to ......."

The lips were blocked from what he wanted to say, and there was only a small and suppressed voice when the words came to his mouth.

……

After Song Qing was kissed and bullied by someone, he timidly pulled Zhao Cheng's shirt and lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Song Qing didn't expect it? This bastard actually bullied her like this.

What an abstinence system.

Not really.

Reaching out and pulling up the clothes that had fallen to her wrists, Zhao Cheng raised his hand and stroked her cheek.

Zhao Cheng lowered his head and approached Song Qing's ear and asked in a low voice.

"Do you like it?"

Song Qing's face turned red instantly after hearing this, and he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"No, I don't like it."

"I don't like it at all, and you won't be allowed to ...... next time."

Speaking of this, Song Qing's face turned red and he couldn't continue.

Subconsciously put your eyes on him? Song trembled slightly, and subconsciously lowered his head with his legs together.

At this moment, she finally deeply realized what it meant to be honest.

This body obviously recognizes him.

As long as he kisses and hugs? She can be bullied by him like cotton.

In the past? Zhao Cheng has always been very restrained with her? And today I made an exception, and I really bullied her.

But even so? He still didn't really want her.

He's waiting.

Waiting for her to accept him wholeheartedly? Willing to give yourself all to him, just like he once was.

See her bow her head.

Zhao Cheng reached out and hugged her waist tightly in his arms.

Resting his head on top of her, Zhao Cheng closed his eyes.

Deep in love? Zhao Cheng unconsciously leaned into Song Qing's ear and whispered a love word.

The man's voice is small, deep and sexy.

Although he said it quietly, Song Qing couldn't help but raise his head suddenly.

"What did you say?"

Facing her bright eyes, Zhao Cheng subconsciously raised his hand to cover it.

Where Song Qing couldn't see, Zhao Cheng only felt that his face was burning badly.

Song Qing reached out and took his hand away.

Thinking of what she heard just now, the corners of Song Qing's mouth unconsciously hooked.

Madame, I love you!

His deep voice seemed to echo in his ears, lingering and lingering in his ears.

After getting along, Song Qing naturally understood that Zhao Cheng was not a man who would talk about love.

So at this moment, Song Qing was still quite flattered to hear him say this.

It turns out that the rumored boss is actually just an ordinary person.

When the love is deep, he will also say love words to his beloved.

Song Qing stretched out his hand to wrap his neck, thinking of what he just said, Song Qing couldn't help but poke him at the back of the neck.

"You said it too quietly, I didn't hear it clearly just now, or you should say it again."

Zhao Cheng lowered his head and approached her threatening opening and asked.

"Didn't you hear that?"

Song raised his eyebrows lightly.

"I just didn't hear it, I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it."

"Don't make a fuss."

"Stingy."

Zhao Cheng chuckled, reached out and grabbed her waist and carried the person to the ground.

"Okay, you go downstairs first, my little brother should be about to wake up." Zhao Cheng raised his feet and walked towards the door as he spoke.

Song raised his eyebrows lightly and quickly followed, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Aren't you going downstairs?"

Zhao Cheng stopped, turned around, glanced at her indescribably, and spoke in a deep voice.

"I'll go take a shower first."

Song Qing was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied, "What are you washing in broad daylight...... Song Qing's voice fell, his eyes swept over him, and then he was silent.

He, he, yes.

This man has endured it all along.

"Then I'll go take a shower first."

Zhao Cheng said and stretched out his hand to open the door, when he put his hand on the doorknob, and his hand was grabbed.

He was about to ask something, but he found himself being pushed against the door.

Leaning his back against the door, Zhao Cheng looked at Song Qing.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't wash cold water, it hurts your body if you wash too much."

Zhao Cheng is her man, and she naturally doesn't want him to have any other physical problems in the future.

Song Qing lowered her head and didn't dare to look into his eyes, her hand trembled slightly against his chest, and she held her hand in front of him with the nervous urge to run away immediately.

"Hand lends you."

After Song Qing finished saying this, his mind was actually blank for a moment.

It's not like her anymore.

It seems that since he met Zhao Cheng, he has gone to hell with all his discipline and reserve.

it!

She, what is she doing?

Seeing that Zhao Cheng didn't react, Song Qing couldn't help but look up at him.