Love begins with marriage vs 82

Wait for Song Wanyue to get in the car.

She sniffed, it was cold, no matter how much she dressed, her hands were cold.

Duan Baiting felt the thickness of her pants, a shallow layer of plush, almost negligible.

He put his coat over her lap: "Wear more, it's easy to get rheumatism after freezing for a long time." ”

Song Wanyue went back: "We young people recover quickly. ”

Duan Baiting could hear the coquettishness in her words.

She was not asked what she was buying the wine for, nor was she further informed about why the man was there.

"Who upset you?"

Song Wanyue was in a position for so long, just to wait for him to take the initiative to ask this sentence.

"You just had an eye-to-eye with that person."

Her tone was firm, more like she was asking for guilt than questioning.

Eyebrows?

Duan Baiting didn't know how she came to this conclusion.

It is even more unclear who the "person" in her mouth refers to.

Her friend, or the waitress who took him to the box?

Song Wanyue told him, "Sit next to me." ”

Duan Baiting paused for a moment and remembered.

The brow is slightly furrowed.

Song Wanyue sat on his lap unhappily and told him not to think about it.

He put one hand around the man in his arms and pressed the button.

The baffle rises slowly, dividing the interior of the car into two worlds.

Song Wanyue's ears suddenly became incomparably pure.

Although the driver did not make any sound before the baffle was raised.

duan baiting pointed out the important point : " he is a man . ”

What's wrong with the man.

Song Wanyue didn't give up: "But he is very good at coquettishness, better than me." ”

"Yes." Duan Baiting's tone was careless, and he glanced at the necklace around her neck.

A white pendant with a pearl in the shape of a droplet.

She really likes pearls.

Earrings are pearls, necklaces are pearls, and bracelets are too.

He reached out and grabbed her ankles, the socks were not covered, and the hems of the pants were slit, so there was a chill there.

He sighed softly.

"I didn't let you wear a lot, at least cover everything you should cover."

She looked ignorant, and looked puzzled: "Where should I cover it?" ”

Not long after getting in the car, she got bored and took off her coat.

The sweater fabric inside is close to the skin.

The shape of her figure is unusually perfect.

Exquisite, delicate fit.

She reached out and tugged at her neckline, "Is it here?" But I've always covered it very tightly, and I've only shown it to Tingting alone. ”

Born in a family that fought openly and secretly.

After returning to China at the age of twenty, he was forced to maneuver among a group of old foxes.

Even if Song Wanyue just raised her eyes, he could immediately guess what she was thinking.

Including the moment, she pretended to be pitiful and aggrieved.

Said that the male college student is really good at being coquettish.

"That's a shame." He casually said perfunctorily, "I didn't see it with my own eyes." ”

She didn't speak, pretending to be uncomfortable, saying that her chest was suffocating, like something was stuck there.

"You help me clear it."

She took his hand and let it in.

The palm of his hand was soft and gentle to the touch, and he didn't refuse, and there was no reason to refuse.

The movements of his hands did not prevent him from studying the essence.

"You're very good at shifting priorities." He said.

Song Wanyue pursed her lips and softened on his shoulder, pretending to be stupid: "Huh? ”

Duan Baiting had nothing to do with her.

It was clear that her little caution was naked in his eyes.

Being able to see through and rejecting it are completely different things.

Warm fragrant nephrite took the initiative to throw a hug.

He saw that her lips were slightly open, and she was panting heavily.

Gentle and strong: "Are you still bored?" ”

Song Wanyue begged for mercy and shook her head: "Don't be bored, don't ...... anymore"

The corners of his lips pulled up a hint of a smile that seemed to be absent, and he hugged the person in his arms again.

He doesn't have much courage, but he loves to take the initiative to tease.

She doesn't have the ability to bear the consequences, and she doesn't know who gave her courage.

Song Wanyue saw that his attention was successfully diverted by herself, and did not ask her why she bought those bottles of wine.

Secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fingers hooked the hem of his sweater, reached in, and deliberately put a cool hand on his abdomen.

The lines of the muscles there, the palm of the hand can be clearly felt and even depicted.

Duan Baiting didn't stop it, but instead put her other hand in it and used his body to warm her: "My hand is still so cold." In a few days, let Aunt Qin help you grab some Chinese medicine to recuperate. ”

She shook her head desperately, bitter and unwilling to drink.

He smiled: "Good medicine is bitter." ”

Song Wanyue began to run away, turning a blind eye to his words.

After a while, she felt that she should take the initiative to confess the reason why she bought those bottles of wine.

Anyway, it's not a shady thing.

She told him the ins and outs of the matter, saying that she just couldn't get used to seeing those people bullying Xiao He.

"But Xiao He and I have a very pure colleague relationship, and we may barely be friends."

After all, they are companies that they have entered together, and they have been working together for so long.

Duan Baiting nodded, showing little interest.

Song Wanyue is really difficult to serve, both afraid that he will misunderstand, but also afraid that he will not misunderstand.

"Don't you care at all, don't you care that I'm getting close to other people of the opposite sex?"

"It's not that you don't mind, it's that you don't have to mind everything."

He has a kind of indifference that does not move the eight winds, and he is mature and steady in handling things.

These are what Song Wanyue lacks.

So sometimes, he is more like her life coach than his partner.

"I won't interfere with your socialization, it's your freedom."

Song Wanyue's heart suddenly warmed, like a few ants gnawing along her heart.

Dense itching.

"How can you say the same thing as my dad, he says the same thing." She pretended to be reluctant, "In the end, I was not allowed to play at the same table with me." ”

He added gently: "Social freedom is on the premise that you are not deceived. ”

Song Wanyue has lived in a perfect castle built by her parents since she was a child, and the people she meets around her seem to be good people.

So she doesn't have the ability to speculate on the malice of others.

In her sophomore year of high school, she and Shizuka went to different classes in the arts and sciences class.

The same table was replaced by a girl who had the same hobbies as Song Wanyue.

They all like to study the skincare, makeup, and beautiful clothes in fashion magazines.

If there are many topics, it is natural to be able to talk together.

Over time, Song Wanyue often took her to play at home, and even took her with her when she went abroad to watch exhibitions and shows.

Song Wanyue made a generous move, and everything she bought was double.

Later, her father blocked her and found someone to change Song Wanyue's class, and she was not allowed to contact the girl again.

Only later did Song Wanyue know that she had been making her own rumors behind her back.

said that she was raised in her first year of high school, and her food and clothing on weekdays were given by her owner.

It was after that time that she knew for the first time what it meant to be unpredictable.