Let him see only himself in his eyes.

The act of asserting sovereignty is so obvious, but it is necessary to pretend that it does not care.

Ask him in a nonchalant tone, "So did you take it?" ”

Song Wanyue sat on his lap, a cut above him, and it was rare that he needed to look up to see her.

Duan Baiting was afraid that she would fall, so he hugged her waist.

"No, that's the first time we've met."

She got to the bottom of the question: "If it's the second time you see you, you'll accept it?" ”

He smiled: "I don't know, after all, it didn't happen." ”

Song Wanyue was anxious all of a sudden.

Angrily he got down from his lap, and before he could land on one foot, he was hugged back with one hand.

Her weight of more than eighty pounds seemed to him to be less than that of a young puppy.

Holding it with one hand can't see the slightest waste.

"That's when she broke into my house. I called the police and she was taken away, so it was impossible to see a second person. ”

His eyes were calm, as if he were explaining to her.

Although these words were a bit out of place, Song Wanyue felt that Duan Baiting's mood was stable like a dead man.

How could he always be so calm, as if the end of the world was not worthy of him frowning.

She was genuinely curious.

Will he lose control sometimes, will he break down and despair?

No way.

These words don't seem to have anything to do with him.

Song Wanyue sighed and leaned on his shoulder.

She was sitting in a strange way now, facing him, sitting on his lap with her legs apart.

She wanted him to be jealous, so she said these words on purpose.

But this childish behavior is like a family play.

In elementary school, I didn't know anything, where did I know what it meant to like.

Song Wanyue racked her brains and couldn't come up with one that could make him jealous.

She was depressed, why didn't she fall in love early in the first place.

"I'm really popular." She snorted on his shoulder.

He nodded slowly, "Yes." ”

There were not many people on the island, except for the crew who came with them, and they had another place to rest.

Then there are the chefs and waiters of the restaurant, and the housekeepers, servants and cleaners of the villas.

At this point, almost all of them fell asleep.

No one would come here, because it was remote, and because he had informed him in advance.

There was only the sound of waves in the distance, and Song Wanyue watched the waves roll up one after another, and then gradually fade away.

Only traces of the waves washed away remained.

Camping isn't really exciting.

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

It was a tent on the shore, with the sea in front and tall palm trees in the back.

The air is scented with plants and the saltiness of the sea.

Duan Baiting has long since changed his clothes, and he is no longer a high-end suit full of business style.

White short sleeves. It was windy at night, so I added a shirt, unbuttoned, and left my arms open.

Underneath is a pair of beige apricot beach pants.

Casual with a bit of laziness.

He held her waist with one hand, and during the day he said he wanted to lose weight.

The waist was so narrow that he could cover it with one hand.

Song Wanyue hummed and chirped on his shoulder for a while, sensing that he was looking up somewhere.

Too scared to move.

Duan Baiting smiled softly: "What? ”

Song Wanyue was wearing a bohemian knitted dress.

It was very short, not even the thighs were completely covered, and the back of the waist was hollowed out, and the two symmetrically distributed waist sockets could be faintly seen.

In her bumpy and delicate figure, it looks a little seductive.

At this time, the heartbeat intensified, as if it was about to break free from the restraints.

She lowered her head and looked at Duan Baiting, who was close at hand.

Even if you dress casually, you don't lose a height and unattainable nobility.

His hand reached through the cutout, and he expertly untied her with one hand.

His innate coldness makes him feel comfortable and pleasing to the eye in whatever he does.

He felt her heartbeat with his hand, and knowingly asked, "Why is it beating so fast?" ”

Song Wanyue's dead duck has a hard mouth: "I beat faster than ordinary people from the beginning of my heartbeat, and the heartbeat of beautiful girls is relatively fast." ”

"It's getting faster and faster." He bit her ear, smiled heavily, and said hoarsely, "Does it mean that you are getting more and more beautiful?" ”

Song Wanyue was about to cry, but she didn't want to push him away.

She was afraid, but she loved it.

Very contradictory.

Face always comes first, and refuses to fall into the wind, so he desperately endures the sound of his neck about to break.

"Do you think I'm getting prettier?"

She insisted that he answer, and put her hands on his face so that he could face him face to face with her.

He looked away from her misty eyes and finally fixed on the red and swollen lip that had bitten into it.

With a low chuckle coming out of his throat, he lifted his chin and tilted his head to kiss her.

She was so kissed that she couldn't breathe, and pushed him away, insisting that he answer, "You haven't said whether I've become pretty or not." ”

There is no doubt about her beauty, but if he really asks him to say it, he can't say much.

On the eve of the wedding, he actually met her once.

And only once.

Song Wanyue's parents invited him to dinner, probably to see what kind of person her future husband was.

Is it really as rumored, cold-blooded and ruthless.

The place to eat is in the restaurant on the first floor of the shopping mall.

The vicinity of Song Wanyue University.

Duan Baiting happened to come to Shanghai to inspect the new project at that time, so the meal was naturally settled.

Without too many opening remarks, Song's father took the initiative to mention his arrogant daughter to him.

"Her mother and I only have such a daughter, and the five generations of the Song family have only produced such a girl, so we have been pampered like a treasure since childhood. In terms of personality, it is not meek, and the word virtuous is even better. We don't ask you to be nice to her, but at least...... Be able to respect her. ”

The reputation of the Duan family has long been rotten, as if it has become synonymous with unscrupulous means for power and wealth.

Duan Baiting, who won a great victory in this battle, can be a good thing that is not spotless.

The things in their bones are not visible to the naked eye, and they sit opposite them in suits and leather shoes, as usual, well-dressed and talented.

In the face of the elders, they also deliberately take the edge.

He was silent for a while, and his tone was not light: "Don't worry. ”

With his promise, they left. The future father-in-law and mother-in-law had nothing but detachment and politeness towards him.

Duan Baiting sat in the store and did not leave for a long time.

The tea at hand was cold, and the clerk came over to change a new pot.

When it cooled, I changed the pot again.

I don't know how many pots I knew, and a few delicately dressed girls came in holding hands.

The girl with long curly hair asked the person next to her, "Are your parents determined to let you marry Duan Baiting?" ”

The other party sighed heavily, and his tone was helpless: "I said that the marriage contract was made a long time ago, and now I can't change it." ”

"I heard that he is very handsome, I saw the photo last time, Tang Jiaojiao went to Beicheng to attend a dinner party secretly photographed, a side face, handsome. I'll send you the photos later. ”

She was excited: "No, I've seen him." ”

The long-haired girl was stunned: "When?" ”

"It's been a long time, I didn't come to school 10 days late when I first started high school. My mom took me to the funeral in Beicheng, which was his grandfather's funeral. ”

The funeral was held in a very low-key manner, with very few people in attendance.

Shizuka is not qualified to go, but I heard.

At that time, the scene was very ugly, and everyone in the Duan family except Duan Baiting did not go. Busy finding lawyers to fight lawsuits and fight for inheritances.

The funeral was all in charge of his junior, who had just turned eighteen at the time.

Shizuka asked curiously: "How is he a real person, is he handsome?" ”