"Madame, it's time to drink the medicine. "Aunt Xu brought the porcelain cup at the right time.

Chen Yi attaches great importance to the way of health preservation, saying that it is medicine, but in fact, what is boiled is supplements. In order to maintain his figure, a cup at nine o'clock every night and go to the bedroom to rest after drinking is a habit that has not been touched for decades.

Song Lan and Aunt Xu's eyes met for a moment, understood what she meant, and staggered.

"Since my mother is going to rest, if I have anything to say, I'll talk about it during the day. He stood up.

Back in the study, Song Lan stood in front of the bookshelf, put his hand on the book he once favored, and pulled out a corner, but his eyes were empty.

The word "marriage" has always been in his heart.

Surprised and surprised.

Surprised and surprised, I felt chilled at Chen Yi's plan.

Unexpectedly, his mother was so disgusted with Song Jingyu that in order to cut off all possibilities between him and Song Jingyu, she could say such a thing as letting him marry Xiao Huanting.

"Huh. ”

An indescribable smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he shook his head and pushed the book back into place.

After making sure that Chen Yi had gone back to the bedroom to rest, he reopened the door and walked to Song Jingyu's room.

At this time, Song Jingyu had finished washing, changed into a nightdress and sat on the bed to read. Judging from the two short knocks on the door, the person outside could only be Song Lan.

Glancing at the small alarm clock, just after ten o'clock, knowing that Chen Yi was asleep, she breathed a sigh of relief, got out of bed and walked to open the door.

"Is there something wrong?" asked softly with a small face.

Song Lan opened the door by himself and went in sideways.

Song Jingyu's eyes instantly darkened.

He stiffened the door shut, twisted the lock, and then put his hand on the hem of his clothes, and lifted it.

Song Lan snorted from behind.

"You're in a hurry?"

The naked humiliation made Song Jingyu's face blush suddenly, she quickly let go, turned around with her arms between her arms, and didn't dare to look at him.

Song Lan casually took off his white shirt with slight sweat stains, paused for a moment, and moved his hand underneath. When Song Jingyu's face was so red that she seemed to be bleeding, she walked to the bathroom without changing her face and heartbeat, and closed the door slowly.

Then there was the sound of water droplets splashing on the ground.

Song Jingyu was a little dazed, not knowing what he was doing.

Stand still until he comes out.

Naturally, there would be no Song Lan's clothes in her room, so Song Lan casually pulled her pink bunny bath towel, wrapped the parts that were not suitable for casual nudity, and walked up to her with a grin.

Wet hair, clear eyes, pink bunny between the waist and legs......

Song Jingyu was stunned.

His figure is impeccable, especially his collarbone, which carries a hint of ambiguous desire in the dim light. But these are things she already knew, but she would never have thought that he would look so cute.

Then she was frightened by this "cuteness" that popped up in her head.

staggered his gaze in a panic, but unfortunately Song Lan took the lead and caught him.

"What are you hiding?" Song Lan walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, staring at the third drawer on the bedside table, "Blow my hair." ”

Song Jingyu bit her lip and did it obediently.

Short hair is not difficult to blow and is dry and fluffy in less than ten minutes. Song Jingyu wrapped the wind power line and bent down to put it in the drawer. As soon as she closed it, a pair of strong hands wrapped around her waist from behind, and carried her to the bed.

There was nothing she could do and closed her eyes.

The night of the eighteen-year-old inexplicably appeared in my mind.

The blurry golden lights, the lively yachts, and the strange men and women who were invited by Song Lan and Xiao Huanting to celebrate her birthday......

Medicine, wine, drink.

She was taken to the room by Xiao Huanting in a daze, and in a daze, she saw that Xiao Huanting had brought in another man she didn't know......

There was a slight pain in her fingertips, and she immediately came back to her senses, but a small part of her mind was still wandering in the fragment, and her eyes were a little confused.

Song Lan was on top of her, his left arm propped up on the bed, his right hand pinched her fingertips and bit between his teeth, looking at her condescendingly.

The meaning is self-explanatory.