is still a teenager, his aura is far less powerful than now, his eyebrows and eyes are clear, and when he looks at you, he does not have half of his feelings in his eyes.

There was only boundless coolness and a dead silence.

I don't remember exactly what I said to him at that time.

just vaguely remembered that she hugged him and told him that her English name was Lucky.

"You hugged Lucky, and you will be very lucky in the future."

Thinking back on this scene now, Song Wanyue was so embarrassed that she pinched her palm.

It's not a good habit to look at self-familiarity, and it will make you have a lot of black history.

I can only hope that this memory does not exist in Duan Baiting's mind.

But for now, it seems that he really doesn't remember.

Even if they had seen it before, he had forgotten it completely.

I hope he doesn't think about it, but I'm still angry that he forgot about it completely.

The delicate Miss Song is a typical example of only allowing herself to set fires and not allowing others to light lamps.

It's like at the moment, it's clear that she wants to move out, but she looks aggrieved.

Duan Baiting pinched her full cheeks and poked her mercilessly: "Stop acting." ”

She pursed her lips, and he actually saw through it.

"I'm really reluctant to give you up."

I also tried to die for a while.

Duan Baiting snorted coldly: "Really? ”

The word "disbelief" was almost not written directly on the left and right sides of his face.

In order to prove the truth of her words, Song Wanyue even pulled him back to the room.

There was a car waiting outside, and Aunt Qin came up to call someone, but no one was seen.

About 30 minutes passed, and Song Wanyue came out gasping for breath.

Aunt Qin saw that her face was flushed, and asked worriedly, "Why is your face so red, is this a fever?" ”

Song Wanyue licked her lips and smiled well-behaved: "I'm fine." Aunt Qin, remember to remind Tingting to rest early at night. Then I'll go first. ”

In the last sentence, she deliberately raised the volume.

Let the man in the room hear it too.

Duan Baiting sat on the edge of the bed and lit a cigarette.

The curtains were closed, and the lights were not turned on in the room.

Gray-white smoke rose from the mist, and in the mist, he squinted slightly.

There is a look of laziness, with a sense of arrogance, and a bit of emptiness when everything is over.

He took a sharp drag on his cigarette and was shaken by the phone that was casually placed on the table.

It was a message from Song Wanyue.

[Wanwan can't finish eating: Tingting is sweet, I like it so much (*^_^*)]

I read these words many times. He took a deep breath, his eyes darkened.

The hand holding the cigarette quickly typed down a few words.

[Duan Baiting: The day after tomorrow, will you come back? ] 】

She didn't answer him directly, but asked rhetorically.

[Wanwan can't finish eating: Does Tingting want me to come back? 】

He didn't answer her either.

[Duan Baiting: I'll pick you up on the weekend. 】

In the pink Lamborghini, Song Wanyue sat in the passenger seat, looking at the mobile phone and laughing all the way.

Shizuka didn't pay attention while driving, and asked her, "What are you smiling at?" ”

She locked her phone: "Nothing. ”

It's not much yet, the corners of my mouth are almost up to my temples.

But since she didn't want to say it, Shizuka shrugged her shoulders and didn't ask more.

In the days when Shizuka came to Beicheng, she slept at home during the day and went to nightclubs at night.

That's her daily life.

Song Wanyue was almost completely reversed from her routine.

Work during the day and sleep at night.

She has been working a lot lately, with the company recently acquiring several small and medium-sized businesses, and she is busy drafting contracts and visiting sites.

At the end of the day, the heels are almost worn out.

Shizuka squeezed her shoulders and said that she would take her to relax.

Song Wanyue whined and hugged her: "Xiaoxiang is still the best for me." ”

It wasn't until she sat in the box that Song Wanyue sighed.

She should have thought that the relaxation in Shizuka's mouth could be a serious project.

One of the few times Song Wanyue went to a nightclub in her life, Shizuka took her there.

In the huge box, there were only two people sitting on the long sofa, Song Wanyue and Shizuka.

Rows of tall, handsome men came in and out.

Like a commodity on the shelf, they can pick and choose at will.

Shizuka, on the other hand, was a generous buyer, pointing at random with her fair-skinned and beautiful fingers.

I picked a few muscular hunks who fit my own aesthetics and stayed.

Song Wanyue was embarrassed and reminded Shizuka: "I'm married." ”

She got up and wanted to leave, but was pulled back by Shizuka.

"What if you get married, Duan Baiting estimates that he has more flowers outside than you." Shizuka didn't care, "The flowers he plays, we have to play more flowers than he plays." ”

After saying that, she asked the one with the largest muscles to accompany Song Wanyue.

The big man's body seemed to be carrying heat, and Song Wanyue was so frightened that she didn't dare to move the moment she sat down.

Shizuka leaned close to her ear and smiled meaningfully: "How about this champion who has won a bodybuilding competition?" ”

Song Wanyue said honestly: "It's a bit like a bullfrog." ”

Shizuka nodded: "Yes, I look at it and eat it." ”

"I feel a little nauseous and want to throw up."

Shizuka: "Me too, I feel like I'm going to have morning sickness at the first glance." ”

The two seem to be completely different from the same channel .

Song Wanyue: "...... When I say want to vomit, I want to vomit disgustingly. ”

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Xi Yang came back from the UK this time and planned to stay in China for a few more days.

In order to make an appointment with Duan Baiting, he called him half a month in advance, and finally waited until he was free today.

personally poured a glass of wine and apologized to him: "I said that it was my sister-in-law, I heard the voice so sweet, I thought it was a little sister." ”

He found out later.

No wonder Duan Baiting, who had always been in a stable mood that day, became angry after hearing his words.

It turned out that the other party was the rumored Miss Song who married him.

"Will you go back to England after that?"

Duan Baiting shook his head: "I shouldn't go back." ”

"It's okay if you don't go back, now that you're married, you can be considered to have a home in China." Xi Yang smiled, "I heard Gu Zai say that his wife is very cute, but she is a little squeamish."

Thinking of her angry face, Duan Baiting chuckled: "It's not just a little." ”

Xi Yang knew her identity: "Miss Song Family, it's normal to be squeamish." ”

Bartenders are on-site for one-on-one service.

Duan Baiting and Xi Yang clinked glasses, but before they had time to drink, several swipe messages came in from the mobile phone with the screen facing up.

It was the black card that Duan Baiting gave to Song Wanyue.

The source of consumption is to buy alcohol.

Each of them is in the upper five figures.

Duan Baiting frowned slightly, focusing on the wine.

So late, she came out for a drink? With whom?

Xi Yang was also attracted by this movement, lifted his eyes and glanced at it, and said happily: "Who is using your card?" ”

He smiled with a deep meaning.

Duan Baiting raised his eyes: "What?" ”

Xi Yang's chin lifted slightly, and he read the name of the store on it: "Jinjue Club." You are still from Beicheng, this is a famous male model field in Beicheng. ”

Duan Baiting's eyes instantly became gloomy: "What did you just say?" ”