Chapter Seventy-Five: The Price of Default

"Agreements?"

Song Ci looked directly at Zhou Yong's gloomy gaze without hesitation, and smiled: "Why don't I remember that there is a treaty in the agreement that makes Mr. Zhou nosy?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong's face sank, and he lowered his body: "Miss Song is really forgetful." ”

Song Ci endured the strangeness in his heart and turned his face away.

"I'm just going out to play with my friends, so do you have to worry about Mr. Zhou?"

She didn't like Zhou Yong to talk to herself with this attitude and tone, with a natural sense of restraint.

They obviously have nothing to do with each other anymore, and they can only be maintained by a treaty.

"Do you need to be so close to a man to come out and play?"

Zhou Yong said in a deep voice, he didn't even notice that his face was very gloomy, and the oppressed Song Ci was almost out of breath.

She suppressed the anger in her heart, and said as calmly as possible: "You want me to play the good wife of your Zhou family in your agreement, I deliberately chose this bar that will not spread news, and it didn't disturb your good deedsβ€”β€”"

"Zhou Ji, you can stop in moderation."

Song Ci spoke, and at the end of his words he was tinged with anger, and slapped his arm away from his shoulder.

Zhou Yong snorted, stared at Song Ci, who did not retreat from his gaze, and suddenly hooked the corners of his lips: "Can it be stopped?" ”

"Song Ci, if you really want to have fun, I'm happy to accompany you, why bother looking for someone else."

As he spoke, he pulled the man into his arms.

Zhou Yong clinged to Song Ci's bumpy body, and made the same movements as the man and Gu Manman just now.

The hot air sprayed next to his ears, transmitting his temperature, and the tingling trembling sensation made Song Ci couldn't help but tremble.

She clenched her palms, and there was no compromise in her eyes: "I'm not rare." ”

The bright light was projected in her eyes, bright, and Zhou Yong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Taking advantage of his daze, Song Ci took the opportunity to break free from his arm and left the bar without looking back.

Zhou Yong listened to the sound of the high heels tapping and gradually moving away, and did not look back, but his eyes became darker and darker.

Song Ci walked all the way out of the bar, distraught.

She hadn't been drinking, but she still felt her head spinning.

Song Ci leaned against the roadside wall and called Gu Manman: "No one is dancing, what are you still doing inside?" ”

"Oh, isn't this a good thing to be afraid of disturbing you~"

Gu Manman smiled, and his tone was long and weird.

"Five minutes, if you don't come out, you can go back by yourself."

Song Ci hung up the phone expressionlessly.

Five minutes later, Gu Manman rushed out, panting.

"Hey, why is it over so soon, we didn't say anything to you?"

Gu Manman held on to the street lamp next to him and panted, and he didn't forget the gossip.

Song Ci glanced at her coldly: "Do you need me to help you remember your romantic debts?" ”

"Hehe, that's not necessary." Gu Manman laughed dryly, but did not let go of this topic: "But I'm really curious, didn't you say that you have divorced him, why do I think it's still disconnected?" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Song Ci was silent for a while.

It's really a broken thread, yes.

But she didn't say it, but picked out some key things and said: "Anyway, you just need to remember that I divorced him, and now because both parents are very satisfied with each other, they are still acting, and they signed an agreement." ”

Why is it divorced, Song Ci is too lazy to say, and he doesn't want to break it.

Gu Manman listened, nodded suddenly in realization, and asked with a smile: "Then does he still have feelings for you?" ”

One sentence made Song Ci's heart shake involuntarily.

Zhou Yong, to yourself?

She shook her head without hesitation: "No." ”

"How can you be so sure?"

Gu Manman didn't believe Song Ci, and talked eloquently: "You two are just an agreement at best, is it necessary for him to chase him to the bar and talk to you, is he idle?" ”

Hearing this, Song Ci felt a slight strangeness in his heart, but his mouth was unforgiving: "He is idle." ”

Before Gu Manman could laugh and joke, a whistling sound came from behind him.

"Beauty, let's talk?"

A group of men walked over not far away, looking at the eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but there was no one to speak: "I've been watching you for a long time, my brothers are taking you to have a good time." ”

It's common for the two of them to be accosted, so they don't want to talk about it at all.

They were also about to chase when they were interrupted by the sound of a horn behind them.

"Didiβ€”"

A luxurious and restrained black stretched Lincoln stopped in front of the second daughter.

Song Ci watched the car window being rolled down, revealing Zhou Yong's handsome face, but she couldn't help but scold the street.

"Get in the car."

Zhou Yong didn't say nonsense, he directly asked people to push the car door, lifted his eyelids and looked to the side.

The group of people just now had already run away in disgrace.

Song Ci was still holding his breath in his heart, and he didn't plan to get into his car, but Gu Manman pushed the person into the car without hesitation: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou~"

In the car.

Song Ci and Zhou Yong sat face to face, the atmosphere was depressing and awkward.

Gu Manman couldn't help but smile and looked at the scenery outside the window.

It's weird and fun to see these two people get along.

I don't know how long it took for Zhou Yong to speak leisurely: "Where is Miss Gu's home?" ”

"Ah, I'll quit and go home today, you can just send us back."

Gu Manman didn't have the slightest hint of social fear, and replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhou Yong bowed his head slightly and did not speak again.

Song Ci didn't say a word from beginning to end, staring at his phone silently in a daze.

After I don't know how long, the car came to a slow stop.

Zhou Yong was the first to get out of the car and open the car door, and Gu Manman walked forward without looking back: "I went up first, my body is a little uncomfortable." ”

Song Ci rolled her eyes and didn't debunk her blatant lies.

Seeing Gu Manman's back as he walked away, Song Ci didn't stop, and walked straight to the unit building.

"Wait a minute."

But her slender little arms were suddenly grasped, and her body stopped.

Zhou Yong grabbed her arm, as if he had something to say.

"What's wrong, Mr. Zhou?"

Song Ci simply turned around and hugged his arms, and said in a good time: "Thank you for bringing us back, so I can go upstairs now?" ”

She thought that Zhou Yong was holding her to invite credit, so she praised him as calmly as possible.

Hearing this, Zhou Yong's expression did not change much, but slowly approached Song Ci, and the tall figure was getting closer and closer.

An invisible sense of oppression shrouded Song Ci's eyes and heart.

Her heart panicked for no reason.

"Song Ci, there is a price to be paid for violating the treaty without permission, I wrote it very clearly."

Zhou Yun leaned close to her reddened ear and exhaled softly.

"I didn't break any treaty, hmm......"

Song Ci's fierce rebuttal was drowned in the small kisses.

Zhou Yong held the back of her head with his palm, and deepened the menacing kiss slightly roughly.

The breath of the two overlapped, and he climbed up to his waist with a big palm.

Song Ci shook his body and gritted his teeth.

"Don't ......"