Duan Baiting asked her to come over, but she refused.

"Not crowded?"

She shook her head: "You are too crowded? ”

"It's fine." Two simple words again.

Song Wanyue was dissatisfied: "Are you caught the kind of curse that you will die after saying many words?" ”

Hearing her yin and yang weirdness, he casually changed his words: "It's good, don't squeeze." ”

Song Wanyue leaned over to him again, and saw that his suit pants were pressed out of folds by herself.

"Now, squeeze or not?"

She deliberately made it bad and smiled slyly.

Duan Baiting was helpless with her.

Song Wanyue was still complacent, and in the next second, her buttocks left the seat.

She was lifted by him in one hand to her lap.

Before I can react, I subconsciously want to leave.

Duan Baiting pressed her shoulder and asked her to sit down again: "Don't move." ”

The cheapness of white picking is not taken advantage of, and white is not taken.

She leaned into his arms, but her phone shook in her bag.

Reaching out to take it, he recognized the face unlock in front of Duan Baiting without any scruples.

She has no secrets, and she has nothing to hide.

But when that message popped up, she was still slightly startled.

The news was sent yesterday by her who asked her to take care of Zhou Wenyang.

[Qu Song: Zhou Wenyang started to have a fever last night and called you your name all night. 】

Song Wanyue sat up straight for a moment.

What a thing!

Inexplicably, she glanced at Duan Baiting.

I found that the latter was looking out the window, indifferent eyebrows, which complemented the cold winter.

Song Wanyue lowered her head again, leaned slightly sideways, and blocked the mobile phone.

[Wanwan can't finish eating: Call my name? Did he scold me? 】

It took a long time for the other party to return.

[Qu Song: I scolded you, saying that you are a fool and have a sick brain. 】

Song Wanyue's mobile phone was about to be crushed.

If the news just now scared her, then this one completely angered her.

[Wanwan can't finish eating: he just has a brain disease! ] He's an idiot! Ahh!!h 】

Zhou Wenyang saw the message she came back and handed the phone back to Qu Song.

The latter looked at her and said with a smile: "I couldn't help but shout her name all night, why did I wake up and turn my face and deny it?" ”

Zhou Wenyang's eyes were fierce: "Don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing in the future." She got married. ”

Qu Song said: "Anyway, it's a marriage, and it's emotionless." ”

"That's her business."

Drunk and having a hangover and a headache, he pressed his temples and called a substitute driver.

Qu Song looked at him like this and handed him a cup of hot water: "Really put it down?" ”

"Hmm." He took the glass, "She's fine, no matter who she marries, she can live well." ”

"But that man can't do it, haven't you heard about his family? How good can he be. ”

Qu Song and Song Wanyue grew up together, and knew that this delicate young lady had a bad temper, and she had to be pampered and held wherever she went.

Because he is beautiful, he has been the focus of the stars since he was a child.

As a result, she has a bit of vanity and is obsessed with the feeling of being watched.

But beside Duan Baiting, that person looked like a cold-blooded man with monstrous ambitions.

Such people have great achievements and achievements in their careers, but their feelings are just a pastime for them.

At best, it will tease this beautiful pet when it is bored.

"She's different." Zhou Wenyang's voice was low, "He will like her." ”

Qu Song shook his head.

Sure enough, it was a lover's eyes that came out of Xi Shi, and this person was simply hopeless.

He admitted that Song Wanyue's appearance was indeed unforgettable, and there may be many people who covet her skin.

But few people can stand her extravagance and arrogance.

Otherwise, the marriage should be the right one, after all, the only one who can afford to raise such a profligate eldest lady is probably the superior of the Duan family.

Zhou Wenyang slowly lit a cigarette: "I will return to the army the day after tomorrow." ”

Qu Song was stunned: "Isn't there still half a month?" ”

"It's off, go back early."

"Did you talk to Song Wanyue?"

He made a pause and snuffed out the cigarette: "I didn't say it, and there is no need to say it." ”

In fact, he figured it out when he drank that meal last night, and he had not contacted her all along, because he was afraid that he would not be able to help but have the evil thoughts of destroying her marriage.

But he knew very well in his heart that he wanted to see her happy more than snatching her up.

He looked out the window at the snow.

The white snow seems to overlap with the snow in the northern city.

It is snowing in most of China today.

The weather forecast in Beicheng even issued an orange warning, with a cold wind howling and a bleak chill that could be seen through the car window.

Song Wanyue was still angry.

I went to pick him up at night in the cold wind yesterday, and instead of being grateful, he actually scolded her!

Duan Baiting looked at her indignation and didn't say a word.

The car drove home, and the meal was prepared in advance.

After a day's ride, Song Wanyue couldn't eat, and Duan Baiting didn't have much appetite.

He stayed in his study for a few hours and returned to his room after taking a shower.

He was out of shape that night.

The movement is slow, and the entry is shallow.

Song Wanyue felt that her breath could not go up or down, and she felt like she was hanging.

Until the last two strokes, he was perfunctory.

Duan Baiting stood by the window and smoked, wearing a dark gray nightgown, his eyebrows drooping, and his expression was calm.

It's too abnormal.

If it had been in the past, it would have to be tossed at least until the middle of the night.

Song Wanyue casually pulled the blanket and wrapped herself: "Should you ...... Can't overindulge, right? ”

Duan Baiting moved his gaze and looked at her: "If I say yes, will you dislike me?" ”

"No, it's not going to work down there, you still have a mouth and a hand."

Duan Baiting actually reacted for a few seconds.

She smiled and came over to hold his hand: "I'm kidding, are you in a better mood?" ”

He snuffed out the cigarette and waved it in the air, trying to get the smoke out of the air.

"I haven't asked you yet, who did you learn these words from?"

The only daughter of the scholarly family, usually with a strict family education, should be gentle and virtuous.

She is an exception, and her love words in bed are easy to come by.

"No one taught me, I read books and taught myself."

Duan Baiting lowered his eyes: "What book?" ”

"There are so many kinds, there are pure lovers and there are pure do-love."

“......”

He shook his head helplessly.

Song Wanyue assured him: "But I have only told you these words." ”

He lowered his head and looked at her bright face.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, he does have a sense of gain and loss lately.

It may have been there a long time ago, but he endured it so well that he didn't even notice it.

He is used to being in control, so he hates the feeling of being led by emotions.

But lately it seems to have gotten out of control.

Even he couldn't suppress it.

That night he didn't have the heart to do anything else, so he fell asleep with her in his arms.