Aunt Qin was stunned: "What's wrong, is it broken?" ”

Duan Baiting's gaze was calm, and he looked at Song Wanyue: "It should be broken." ”

Song Wanyue immediately understood the meaning in his eyes, this person interpreted the movement of her deliberately dragging the chair as a broken chair?

She couldn't get angry, she couldn't eat, so she took a sip of milk and went to get the bag.

Before he could go out, he was stopped by Duan Baiting.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the bowl of porridge that she barely touched: "If you can't eat it, eat less." ”

She glared at him, "No." ”

The coquettish expression, even if it is angry, makes people not afraid.

It's just going to be cute.

Aunt Qin reached out and pulled Xiaohuan's sleeve and took her out of the dining room, who was still in a state of ignorance.

For a while, there were only two of them left.

Song Wanyue simply put down her bag and wanted to reason with him.

"Can't you see what I'm thinking?"

Duan Baiting nodded: "You seem to have something to say to me." ”

If it had been before, Song Wanyue would have rolled her eyes and left. But now is different from the past, after learning that Duan Baiting is Kian, her attitude towards him has changed imperceptibly.

But now, she is angry and aggrieved.

How can Duan Baiting be like this, how can he not praise her.

Although he knew in his heart what kind of person he was, his temperament was cold and old-fashioned.

That kind of dandy-like flamboyant tongue is probably one of the few things in his life that he will never learn.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and she blinked her eyes, and tears flowed down her eyes.

From the round innocent eyes to the full face, and finally hovering over the well-proportioned chin.

It's sad to be like this, but he still refuses to say a word, biting his lower lip and sobbing in his eyes.

Song Wanyue's pitiful face was reflected in Duan Baiting's eyes.

He reached out and lifted the man to his lap.

It is indeed not easy for a steady and introverted person to take the initiative to coax others.

He wiped her tears with a faint smile in his voice.

But there is no half meaning, some are just spoiled, and helpless for the crybaby in front of them.

He was like coaxing a child, attentive and thoughtful.

Even if he never coaxed the child, or even hugged him, it seemed that he only had it once.

Or is it my own half-brother, one-sided brother..... Or is it a sister?

He doesn't remember.

Duan Baiting is cold-blooded and emotionally weak. At the stage when he was most eager for family and friends, he did not get his wish, but suffered endless neglect.

Gradually, he became useless.

Over time, it became what it is today. What others call a cold-blooded careerist, interests first.

However, who would have thought that such a careerist whose interests are paramount would have thought that when he was at home, he would also hold his wife and gently coax him.

"Messing with you again?"

Song Wanyue became a pink peony patronized by the wind and snow, with its petals and leaves hanging down.

Even the thick eyelashes seem to have lost their former curl.

Her waist was gently hugged by him, and behind her waist was his warm, dry palm.

Song Wanyue's arms around his neck were slender and seductive.

His arm circled, his hand back in front of him, his fingertips gently caressing his plump and protruding Adam's apple.

Playing with it like he usually does, fiddling with her.

Fingers lightly circled, as if there was no teasing, then slowly rubbed, then gently poked and pressed him in.

Until the Adam's apple slid under her fingertips.

Duan Baiting grabbed her wrist and took her away from the sensitive place.

Place in the palm of your hand and hold it together.

Song Wanyue lowered her head, pursed her mouth, let out a very light whimper in her throat, and then leaned on his shoulder softly: "I want you to praise me for being beautiful, I am so beautiful today, I specially pretend to show you." ”

Duan Baiting raised her eyes slightly, and then chuckled, it turned out that her sullenness was the reason.

His hands moved from his waist to his back, rubbing as if he were out of nowhere, and he was very good at taking control into his own hands.

It is not a tough gentle method, and sometimes it will be like a separation, making you feel that there is always a layer of fog between you and him.

The most important reason is that it originates from the person Duan Baiting.

He is good at acting on the spot, and when it comes to interpersonal relationships, he is very easy to handle.

If you have a use value, he will keep the relationship under control, not too close and not too far.

The kind that can be taken off at any time after using it.

is so realistic and cruel, but the other party is unaware.

That's what makes him a great man.

But in the moment, his indulgence hidden under gentleness is real.

The gaze is from top to bottom, and the smile is careless, but gentle: "Well, beautiful." ”

Song Wanyue was unhappy: "You perfunctory me." ”

"Nope." He put his arms around her waist and said in a deep voice, "It's beautiful." ”

Song Wanyue's heart trembled, and she felt it very delicately.

It was something she had never done when she faced Kian or Duan Baiting.

Even if they were the same person, before that, they played different roles in her heart.

At this point, the two become one, and the emotions become one.

She stepped away from his shoulder, her high ponytail hanging down, and gently swept his cheek at the gesture of the moment.

Soft, smooth and scented.

She lowered her head and rubbed his face against him like a kitten was coquettish.

She has a faint smell of perfume, TF's original desire rose, the lust of rose and musk.

It is in strong contrast with the cold and holy sandalwood agarwood on his body.

The voice is soft, and the body is also soft, like a vine wrapped around him, and then blooming beautiful and bright flowers one by one.

She said, "I don't believe what you're saying until you kiss me." ”

Duan Baiting is naturally kissed, deep and simple, and the sound of the water is beautiful.

Song Wanyue leaned back on his shoulder again with satisfaction, and muttered in a low voice: "Every time you kiss me, you are like a robber." ”

He raised his eyes, curious about her description: "Oh? ”

Song Wanyue complained about him: "It's domineering and tough, so hard, it seems to bite off my tongue." ”

"Hurt you?"

Song Wanyue shook her head: "It's just a little itchy." ”

He asked, "Where is the itch?" ”

She shyly leaned on his shoulder and deliberately teased him: "Where have you been......

He paused slightly, but did not react immediately. After a few moments, the gaze is lowered.

In the end, I smiled helplessly.

Raising his wrist and looking at the hands of the dial: "There is still time." ”

Song Wanyue was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant by this.

It wasn't until he picked up the glass of water on the table, poured it on his hands, and rinsed every finger clean.

Then the gesture gracefully lifted the hem of her skirt.

Song Wanyue came back to her senses and hurriedly pressed it with her hand: "You do it...... Do what? ”

He made a hook motion with his fingers and calmly replied to her: "Help you." ”

Song Wanyue didn't see much color in his eyes, and some of them only cared about her.

If his expression had been more flirtatious and his tone had been more casual, she might have nodded along with the current.

But he was serious, he was really just worried about her discomfort and wanted to relieve her.

Song Wanyue was ashamed and annoyed, and left from his arms.

Hum!

A stinky man who doesn't understand the amorous feelings!

-

She complained to Shizuka on the phone: "Did you say he did it on purpose?" ”

After thinking about it, Shizuka gave her thoughts: "No. ”

Song Wanyue sat up slowly, grabbing her hair.

Forget it, don't bother to think about it.

After finishing the call with Shizuka, she went to the pantry to make a cup of coffee.