Song Wanyue was moved, and began to see the needles in a serious way again, picking out his words: "Then you just said that no one can help me for a lifetime." Won't you, you are my husband, you will not help me for the rest of my life. Meaning, you won't be with me for the rest of your life? Do you want to divorce me? ”

Duan Baiting's movements paused suddenly, his brows furrowed, and he was a little displeased: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

If his subordinates had seen his current appearance, they would have been so frightened that they would not be able to say a word.

But she wasn't afraid. Because I know that the person who is really anxious and scared is Duan Baiting.

"Why do you react so much every time I mention divorce?"

What she was sitting on here was the desk that Duan Baiting usually used for office, which was made according to his height. For Song Wanyue, it is still a little higher.

Sitting in a chair with his feet off the floor, two straight and slender legs dangling under loose and soft home pants.

She was soft and glutinous, "Duan Baiting, are you so afraid that I will divorce you." My mom always said I was clingy, but I felt like you were more clingy to me. ”

Duan Baiting didn't say a word, turned his back silently, and pulled out a few books from the shelf.

Song Wanyue didn't relent: "Didn't you find out, you have come to the study several times a day today." You come in the morning and get a book and leave, and ten minutes later you come in and put it back in place. Half an hour later, he came in and poured me tea, and half an hour later he came in with a plate of fruit. As for next afternoon......"

She folded her hands and counted, "You came in seven times next afternoon...... Ah, no, it should be eight times if you count this time. ”

Duan Baiting: "......"

Song Wanyue pretended to be very embarrassed: "You are always in and out like this, which affects my study very much." ”

The man's back couldn't see anything, including his voice at the moment, which was extremely flat.

He picked up the book on the table: "Well, then I won't bother you, concentrate on studying." ”

When he opened the door and went out, his movements were very light, and only a light piece of sandalwood was left in the air to prove that he had been to this place.

Song Wanyue has always felt that it is a very interesting thing to flirt with Duan Baiting.

After eating some of the fruits brought by Duan Baiting, looking at the size and neatness of the cuts, she could guess that these were from Duan Baiting's hands.

This man pursues perfection in whatever he does, even if it's just a matter of cutting a fruit.

Although he rarely does this kind of thing.

When the fruit was finished, she spread out her book, took out her notebook and pen, and was just about to continue studying.

After a knock on the door, the man pushed the door open, still holding the book he had just taken out.

He coughed unnaturally, avoiding Song Wanyue's gaze, and walked straight to the sofa next to him: "...... You learn yours, I'll read next to you, and it won't bother you. ”

Chapter 64

Thirty percent of Song Wanyue's brain was devoted to studying, and the remaining 70 percent was spent thinking about other things.

She rested her cheek with one hand, and when she thought about the problem with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, her eyes flowed.

Duan Baiting really didn't bother her, and after coming in, he looked intently at the book in his hand.

Sit in a relaxed and relaxed posture with long legs overlapped.

He wore only a shirt, his tie was neatly fastened, and the silver cufflinks at the cuffs of the shirt glowed faintly when he turned the pages.

With such meticulous dressing, I guess I will have to go out later.

The study was filled with the cold, clean smell of his body, even if it was, as he had said, not even as loud as the clock hand on the wall moved.

But he only existed here, and for Song Wanyue, it was already the biggest obstacle to learning.

So she sat directly on his lap with the book.

The book in her hand was pushed aside by her, and the extra weight on her legs, and the warm breath that spilled on her neck, all made Duan Baiting's thoughts stagnate for a moment.

Soon she calmed her emotions and asked her flatly, "What is this?" ”

Song Wanyue left his shoulder and met him face to face, with a pure and harmless expression: "Let you see enough, I see that you seem to be particularly inseparable from me today, so you can simply learn on your lap." ”

After speaking, he deliberately begged for credit, hugged his neck, and crossed his neck with him, rubbing his face against his face, "Am I very well-behaved today?" ”

"......," he patted her buttocks, "go down." ”

Song Wanyue shook her head: "Aren't you trying to stick to me, I gave you this opportunity, you don't know how to be grateful?" I'm telling you, others don't have the opportunity yet. ”

Duan Baiting was silent for a moment, and there was nothing he could do with her. She knows her temperament too well, and she is willful and doesn't listen to anyone.

He often felt like he was treating a child with a lot of patience and tolerance.

"If I'm reading here and it bothers you, I'll go out first."

Duan Baiting took the initiative to take a step back.

Everyone hugged it, how could she let go so easily: "I just learn like this, and it's the same." ”

Duan Baiting's tone was helpless: "How can you learn this?" ”

"Yes." Song Wanyue's tone was firm, praising herself while not forgetting to belittle him, "I'm not you, you want to do that kind of thing with me as soon as you see me." ”

“......”

Forget it, since there is no way to deal with her, you can only follow her.

Song Wanyue really sat on his lap and began to study, although she occasionally wandered for a while, but she finally finished reviewing the whole book.

Halfway through, Aunt Qin knocked on the door outside and asked if she was hungry, so she went to cook.

Song Wanyue replied that she was not hungry, and lowered her head and asked Duan Baiting: "Are you hungry?" ”

She was still sitting on his lap, his arms around her waist, halfway through the book. As soon as Song Wanyue lowered her head, she could see his side face.

From this point of view, the bridge of his nose is very straight, and the arch of his eyebrows is also very three-dimensional.

Song Wanyue is a heavy face control, but she has been facing her face since she was a child, and she is surrounded by handsome guys of Zhou Wenyang's level.

Therefore, her vision has already risen countless grades compared with ordinary people, and it is difficult for ordinary handsome guys to get into her eyes.

Including those male idol actors who are now on fire, the sky has been blown on the Internet, and fans praise their looks, and the gods have descended to earth.

In short, the ceiling is falling.

Even Shizuka was not immune to chasing after them for a while, and she also relied on her own personal resources to participate in their dinners at close range.

finally told Song Wanyue that real people are more handsome than on TV.

She said, "I'll take you next time." ”

Song Wanyue didn't care.

She has to take care of her skin several times a month, even if her skin is delicate and silky enough to be broken by blowing, but it is better to prevent it from happening.

At the entrance of the beauty salon I frequented, there was an actor who Shizuka called a real person who was more handsome than TV.

Song Wanyue took off her sunglasses and took a closer look, her eyes were somewhat similar to Duan Baiting, but he was a little more affectionate.

Duan Baiting's condescending indifference, he didn't have it.

The receptionist said that his eyes were made here.

Song Wanyue smiled, feeling more and more that Duan Baiting's face was not picky.

Duan Baiting put down the book: "I'm not hungry." ”

This was in response to her question, and then he raised his voice a little and told Aunt Qin outside the door: "You have an early rest today." ”

Song Wanyue blinked: "Then what should I do if I'm hungry later." ”

Looking at him up close like this, for Song Wanyue's face control, it is undoubtedly a kind of washing of her eyes.

So she looked at it very seriously.

Duan Baiting touched her cold hand, took it to the remote control, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner: "If you're hungry, I'll make it for you." ”

She smiled and kissed him on the lips: "Okay, thank you, husband." ”

Duan Baiting pondered for a moment, but still picked up the book on the side and put it in her hand: "Study for a while." ”

Song Wanyue thought that he would press herself on the sofa and come back a few times.

As a result, this person can be so uninteresting.

There was a grunt of dissatisfaction in her throat, and she had to obediently take the book and continue studying.

In those days, Song Wanyue always pestered Duan Baiting, saying that she was under a lot of pressure from studying and always wanted to cry when she was alone.

Duan Baiting looked at her vain eyes and knew that she was lying.

But I still stayed, to accompany her.

No matter how busy the work is, it is shortened to six hours every day.

The rest of the time was by Song Wanyue's side.

It did work, and she passed the exam as she wished. There is also Xiao He who has taken the test together.

Song Wanyue learned that Xiao He had gone to the temple to burn incense every day for the past few days, for fear that she would not pass the exam.

It is impossible for the legal department to ask for a lawyer who can't even pass the basic exam.

Brother Su organized a celebration banquet to congratulate them on their successful passage of the exam and their successful stay in Tanyi.

Song Wanyue lowered her head to pack up her things, and refused embarrassedly: "I may not be able to go today." ”

Xiao He took her arm: "Then how can we do it, we are good teammates who share weal and woe and advance and retreat together, of course we have to celebrate together." ”

Song Wanyue's mind was full of romantic French candlelight dinner with Duan Baiting, who wanted to go to the restaurant with them.

"Still no, let's make an appointment another day when I'm free."

She tried to break off Xiao He's fingers on her arm one by one, but unexpectedly this person became tighter and tighter: "Just today, one meal, just one meal." ”

Song Wanyue: "......"

Song Wanyue looked at this person muttering coquettishly beside her son, and finally managed to endure the nausea in her heart: "Who did you learn this from?" ”

He replied honestly, "You." ”

“......”

In the end, Song Wanyue still didn't beat him, this person is as difficult to entangle as a piece of dog skin plaster, and he can't shake it off.