The smile on the corner of Song Shuhe's mouth gradually disappeared, she never thought that one day, Zhou Yuxuan's happiness would be her sadness.

Not wanting to spoil his good mood, Song Shuhe tried his best to pretend to be happy, "Really? That's really nice. ”

"I also think that it's been so long, and it's only Zhou Yu's engagement that makes me a little happier, by the way, Shuhe, I have prepared a lot of gifts for you, and I'll bring them back for you when the time comes, you promise..."

"Yuxuan, I'm at school, let's talk after class."

Song Shuhe interrupted Zhou Yuxuan's chatter for the first time in more than ten years, and she didn't know how she would react if she let him continue.

Zhou Yuxuan didn't hear her loss, and happily agreed, "Okay, then you pay attention to safety." ”

"Miss Song, I'll send you in."

"Okay."

Song Shuhe was like a marionette, following Qin Shuchao out of the classroom.

She felt ironic in her heart, and ran out of the classroom in a hurry just now, intending to find Zhou Yu to confirm, but now she walked back in a gloomy manner.

Fortunately, the teacher only thought that she had just come to school, and Meng Qingqing's reaction was also slow, and when she saw that she was unwilling to speak, he did not force her.

In the evening, Qi Jun sent her back to the mansion.

Aunt Chen saw her red and swollen ankles, and nagged in distress, "Miss, how can you go out to class, you will also get hurt, you sit on the sofa for a while, and I will go get the medicine box." ”

With the footsteps of Aunt Chen leaving, the door was pushed open, and the sound of changing shoes came from the door, and a familiar atmosphere surrounded her.

Obviously, she was only seen overnight, but she was a little overwhelmed, and her hand subconsciously grabbed her pants, "Mr. is back?" ”

Song Shuhe tried to make his voice sound as normal as before, but Zhou Yu could still hear her trill.

"Hurt?" Seeing Aunt Chen coming over with the medicine box, Zhou Yu took it very naturally and asked with concern.

She pursed her lips, "Nothing." ”

"That ankle is swollen like this, why is it nothing." Aunt Chen dismantled her stage.

Song Shuhe lowered his head and didn't speak.

"Aunt Chen, let's go prepare dinner first, I'll just come here."

Zhou Yu took off his coat, opened the medicine box, took out the medicinal wine and cotton swabs, and squatted on his knees in front of Song Shuhe.

When his hand touched Song Shuhe's feet, Song Shuhe subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but Zhou Yu held it tightly and didn't let her move.

"How?"

"I didn't pay attention when I went down the stairs, and I stepped on the air." She replied obediently.

"That Wang Bingyan didn't accompany you?" Zhou Yu suddenly mentioned Wang Bingyan, and his tone was mixed with strangeness that he hadn't noticed.

Song Shuhe was stunned at first, and then quickly returned to normal, "Senior Wang and I are not often together, how can he be here when the incident happens suddenly." ”

Listening to her voice, Zhou Yu's medicated hand paused, looked up at her, and remembered the photos placed on the office table, each of which was Wang Bingyan supporting Song Shuhe.

The two people in the photo had bright smiles on their faces, and it could be seen that Song Shuhe was very happy.

Seeing the photo, Zhou Yu was displeased, but when he thought that he agreed with Song Shuhe to fall in love, he was very entangled, he had investigated that Wang Bingyan, who was different from Chen Jingsheng.

Wang Bingyan is the grandson of the leader of a certain army, he has a good education since he was a child, his character is upright and sunny, and he is a jealous and insecure person like Song Shuhe, so it is especially suitable to be with him.

But as long as he thought that Song Shuhe would hold hands, kiss, and even sleep with him, Zhou Yu couldn't wait to cut down the one surnamed Wang.

"Sir?"

didn't feel Zhou Yu's action of taking the medicine, Song Shuhe called him in a low voice.

Zhou Yu relieved himself and looked at Song Shuhe's face seriously, she was very beautiful, whether it was her eyes, nose, or mouth.

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

Except for Li Bai's poem, he could no longer think of any words to describe Song Shuhe.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Yu kissed her directly.

This kiss is gentle and burning, without any lust.

"Sir, are you going to get engaged to Miss Jiang?" Song Shuhe finally asked this sentence, and she looked directly at Zhou Yu, even if she could only see his general outline.

"Hmm." Zhou Yu responded without hesitation.

Song Shuhe's heart was completely cold at this moment, she finally understood what it was like to fall from heaven to hell, her chest was empty, as if she was the only one left in the world.

"Sir, did I do something wrong?"

"Shuhe, I have said many times, you are not my appendage, you have to have your own life, then Wang Bingyan I have investigated, he is a person with a good personality and personality, if you like it, you can try to contact him."

Zhou Yu said flatly.

Song Shuhe agreed sluggishly: "Okay." ”

"Let's eat." He picked up Song Shuhe and walked slowly to the restaurant.

As before, picking shrimp for her, picking fish bones for her, every move is considerate and careful, but Song Shuhe understands in his heart that it is different from before.

After drinking the milk sent by Aunt Chen, Song Shuhe took a bath and chose a suspender nightdress, which was simple in style, but it just highlighted her figure.

Familiar push open the study door.

Zhou Yu was on a conference call, and when he heard the voice, he just glanced at this side, and continued to type on the keyboard.

Song Shuhe walked over, boldly sat in his arms, wrapped his snow-white arms around his neck, and rubbed his chest coquettishly.

Zhou Yu naturally hugged her waist, and his rough hands were through the light pajamas, and Song Shuhe felt the hot temperature behind him.

"Then that's what to do."

After saying the last sentence, Zhou Yu took off the Bluetooth headset and threw it aside, pushed the documents aside, put Song Shuhe on the desk, and pressed him down.

"Tempting me on purpose?"

"No, it's a seduction, sir, and I... Did it work? Song Shuhe deliberately said in his ear, and bit his earlobe lightly after speaking.

Xu is this action was too bold, Zhou Yu's eyes were full of lust, he rudely ripped off her pajamas, and without saying a word, a dense kiss fell.

Later, Song Shuhe's brain was always blank, and he only remembered that before he fell asleep, Zhou Yu kissed her ear and said, "It's successful." ”

......

Song Shuhe opened his eyes in a daze, his throat was dry, his body was sore, and his waist hurt badly.

She sat up, touched the bedside table, took a big sip of the water glass, and felt better.

Holding his waist, he slowly walked into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with hot water, and Song Shuhe sighed comfortably.

By the time she got dressed and went downstairs, she was already much better.

"Miss, Miss Jiang is here."

Song Shuhe was stunned, "Really?" Miss Jiang and Mr. Jiang in the living room? ”

"Yes, Miss, let's go eat first..."Before Aunt Chen's words were finished, Song Shuhe walked in the direction of the living room, Aunt Chen opened her mouth, and finally walked into the kitchen without saying anything.