Song Qingyu's feet were tied by him with straps, and he couldn't move, and he kissed and didn't speak.

Fu Wenzhou hugged her thin waist, and his voice was very low: "Ruan Mingshen deliberately took you to block the gun." ”

Song Qingyu didn't expect that he hadn't forgotten Ruan Mingshen after going around in a circle, pursed his lips and said, "Old Madam Ruan helped me before." ”

Fu Wenzhou's brows furrowed: "He uses you!" ”

Song Qingyu patted the back of his hand, as if to reassure: "I know, but I owe Old Madam Ruan a favor." ”

Fu Wenzhou's face was full of displeasure.

"Untie the straps." Song Qingyu lifted his foot lightly.

Fu Wenzhou was unwilling, bent down to pick the person up, transferred from the rattan chair to the bed, and pressed her down when he put her down: "I don't understand." ”

Song Qingyu frowned: "You want me to sleep with this thing tied?" ”

Of course, Fu Wenzhou wouldn't let her sleep with her feet tied all night, he just suddenly felt that the red rope was unusually beautiful tied to this pair of white jade-like ankles, and he was reluctant to let go now.

kissed Song Qingyu's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yuyu, tie it up for a while, okay?" ”

His palms slowly slipped and landed on the strap, moving from the strap to his ankles, and his throat was very dry.

He couldn't even figure out why someone would grow into his heart everywhere? Even these feet are so good-looking.

I really want to hide her, and I lock her in the room every day, and I can only see him in my eyes.

Fu Wenzhou didn't dare to let Song Qingyu know about these dark and dirty thoughts, he only dared to think in his heart, he could still bear it now, and he would not be able to bear it one day.

Fu Wenzhou coaxed her in a low voice: "Yuyu, go to sleep." ”

His voice was low, Song Qingyu was really sleepy, and coupled with the comfort of his kneading and massage, after a while, he closed his eyes in a daze.

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were always staring at the pair of jade feet, he didn't have any special fetishes, but Song Qingyu liked everything on his body very much.

The slender fingertips picked up the corner of the strap, and then gently hooked, and the silky straps were scattered on the bed, and the red set off the legs even fairer.

Fu Wenzhou's palm was covered in the position of the original bandage, and it was softly rolled inch by inch on it.

He didn't use much strength, he was reluctant to hurt her, he could only restrain the desire to shout in his heart, and his eyes were dark.

The heating in the room was turned on, but the skin under the palm was still cold, Fu Wenzhou frowned, lifted the quilt and went to bed to lie beside her, carefully moving the person into his arms, until he hugged the person in a completely hugging posture, he hooked his lips with satisfaction.

Song Qingyu was afraid of the cold and was extremely sensitive to temperature, and suddenly a stove came up behind him, and he shrank back from the heat, but soon remembered such a hot temperature and took the initiative to paste it to the source of the heat.

"Hiss~"

Fu Wenzhou snorted and stepped back a little weakly.

A little spurned for being too unflirtatious.

Song Qingyu moved in his arms, breathing lightly.

"Does Ruan Yinyin like you?"

Fu Wenzhou was startled, looked down, and found that her eyes were not open.

He couldn't figure out if she was asleep for a while, and said tentatively: "She confessed to me, I didn't agree, I don't like her, I only like you." ”

"Hmm." Song Qingyu's voice was very soft, like the moon whispering in the night: "I don't like the smell of perfume on her body, don't bring it in the future." ”

Fu Wenzhou's chest was shocked, and he hooked his lips and smiled for a while: "Okay." ”

Sunlight shines in front of floor-to-ceiling windows.

Song Qingyu had no dreams all night, she sat up with her arms propped up, and her side was cold.

What about Fu Wenzhou?

Is he gone?

She was a little stunned, if it weren't for the warm porridge in the kitchen later, she would have thought that she had a delusion last night.

The smashed door frame has been replaced, the same as the door she used before, but with a combination lock, Song Qingyu tried the password casually, and with a tick, there was a mechanical sound from inside.

"Welcome back to Song Qingyu and Fu Wenzhou's home."

Song Qingyu pressed the fingers of the lock and froze.

The wind blew through the hall, and the door was shut.

She stood outside the door and froze for a few moments before re-entering the password.

The lovely mechanical sound rang out again.

"Welcome back to Song Qingyu and Fu Wenzhou's home."

Song Qingyu didn't go in, but entered the password again.

"Welcome back to Song Qingyu and Fu Wenzhou's home."

She stood at the door, braving the cold wind, and entered the password more than a dozen times.

"Miss, why are you standing outside the door?"

Song Chang's confused and worried voice came from behind him: "Is the door broken?" I'm going to find someone to fix ......."

"It's not broken." Song Qingyu turned around, her face cold: "I'm going to go out, Uncle Chang, you go and get out of the car." ”

Song Chang hurriedly said, "I'll go right away." ”

The location of Nguyen Minh Shen is very secluded, it is a tea house, the environment is quiet, and the air is very good.

Song Qingyu followed the waiter through the doorway and saw a tearoom, hidden behind the bamboo forest, no one came in, very hidden.

"Mr. Nguyen." Song Qingyu sat opposite Ruan Mingshen: "Is there something you are looking for me?" ”

Ruan Mingshen looked indifferent: "The transaction I said before is still in effect." ”

Song Qingyu smiled lightly: "I remember that I rejected you last time, I don't know why you still spread the rumor that I am going to marry you, I still hope that you can clarify this matter in person, after all, I don't want my life to be affected." ”

Actually, it doesn't have any effect, but the mad dog doesn't have a big heart.

In addition, she did not sacrifice her own dedication to the fulfillment of others.

I came to see Ruan Mingshen today just to make this matter clear.

Ruan Ming Shen said: "AI is a hot project in recent years, the Ruan family has cited advanced technical talents in the field of AI, I will give this project to you, and you are just my nominal wife, after marriage, we respect each other like guests and do not interfere with each other, I don't quite understand why you refuse." ”

Song Qingyu took a sip of tea, and the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes: "Actually, I'm quite curious, there should be a lot of women who want to marry into the Ruan family, why did Mr. Ruan choose me as a woman who has just divorced." ”

Ruan Ming said lightly: "Because you don't live long." ”

Song Qingyu: "......"

Because he doesn't live long, he can't share his Ruan family's property if he dies early? There won't be much trouble in the future, he just needs to stay up for a few years to get through it once and for all.

This surnamed Ruan's abacus beads are really fine.

Song Qingyu put down the teacup and chuckled: "Actually, we are quite similar in some places." ”

Ruan Mingshen looked at her.

Song Qingyu said: "For example, I won't live long, and you can't stand up." ”

Ruan Mingshen: "......"

From the car accident to the present, no one dares to say these words in front of him.

Ruan Ming's eyes were dark and cold, and his breath was cold.

Song Qingyu was not stunned, "Rumors are rumors after all, I believe that Mr. Ruan can handle it, I still have something to do, so I will leave first." ”

"Reject me, is it because of Fu Wenzhou?" Ruan Mingshen's voice came from behind him, with a hint of imperceptible banter and ridicule: "The little aunt and nephew are getting together, it does sound very interesting. ”