Chapter 62: You suspect that I am dirty (3)
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Remarry, No Way!
- Nan Lin
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- 2021-02-04 09:14:10
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Chapter 62 You are too dirty (3)
In fact, he did not eat much. He took a sip from time to time with red wine, but he kept frowning and wondering what he was thinking.
After eating, Bai said that he had not returned to Ancheng for many years, so he still wanted to go shopping. Song Tingyu refused: "Change your life, your body needs to rest well, not too tired."
It was also using her body as an excuse, but Bai Hao found that he could not be said by his excuses.
The Du Fu Apartment chosen by Tang Zichu is a high-end residential area in the city. It is relatively quiet. When you enter the house, you will see it everywhere. There is a smile on your face: "I am very fond of this."
Song Tingyu put her luggage down and smiled: "I like it."
The house was hired by the hourly workers to clean up, so now everything is done, well-equipped, and the white scorpion comes in and there is nothing to manage.
Song Ting went to the bar and poured a glass of water to drink, suddenly felt his waist was caught.
The white face was stuck on his back, and his voice was extremely embarrassing: "Well, will you stay here tonight?"
Song Tingyu put the empty cup in his hand on the bar and turned around to pull her body away: "I said, you need a good rest."
"If you stay with me, I can't take a good rest?" Bai Hao's voice grievances: "I used to sleep with you every night when I was abroad. Now I don't ask you to stay with me every night. By the side, but can you stay with me tonight?"
She had just made a small birth and didn't want to do anything, but she wanted to leave Song Tingyu so that he would not go back and stay with Su Shi.
Song Ting met with a calm look at her at the moment: "I have something tonight."
"What's the matter?"
"White 芷芮." Song Tingyu's tone is getting colder: "When is it your turn to ask me about it?"
The white cockroach almost smashed the silver teeth and swallowed the waves of his own heart, and finally calmed down: "I'm sorry."
Song Tingyu took the coat on his arm and glanced at her: "Have a good rest, tomorrow I will let people come to take care of your life, what will happen to her."
"I am looking for you?"
Song Tingyu was silent: "I have a phone call."
He said that he left the house.
At the moment, Bai Hao can only watch him leave, unable to do anything.
But she vowed that she would not admit defeat in this way. She is not such a person, she is never.
When Su Shi was asleep, she felt that there was a movement around her, the quilt was opened, and someone lay down.
She turned her head and glanced at it. She saw that it was Song Tingyu’s face. Some doubts, she thought that he should stay on the side of the day, and did not expect to come back.
Song Tingyu’s hand reached into her pajamas from behind. She frowned and pulled the duvet to circle herself. Because she was still half-sleeping and half-awake, the voice was a little fuzzy:
Song Tingyu, you go to take a shower.
Song Tingyu’s hand was in the same place. He pulled her shoulder and turned her over. His face was gloomy and his voice was filled with anger:
Do you think I am dirty?
At this moment, the forehead seems to be invisible, and Su Shi knows that he is angry, but she is not afraid. She opened her eyes and has no sleepiness. She asked: "Is it not dirty?"
Where did he go, and where he came back, they both knew it well and didn’t need to point it out.
Come back from other women, and now come to touch her again, is it not dirty?
Although she had to be happy with him for pregnancy, she also hoped to keep the last clean, even if it was only a little bit better.
At least she didn't want him to be with her, with the taste of other women.
Song Tingyu endured the tension from the temple: "I didn't touch the day!"
Su Shi lay in bed, looked at him calmly, did not speak, and it looked like she did not believe it.
Song Ting encountered a handsome face suddenly black, more ugly: "She just made a small production, what can we do?"
Su Shi nodded, as if she fully understood: "Well, it was because of the small production that I could not do anything."
Song Tingyu felt that his nerves were being pulled hard at the moment. He found that every time Su Shi could easily provoke his anger, he would always be proud of his self-control.
His face was so cold at the moment that Su Shi would think he would do something for himself, but he did not expect him to leave the quilt and get out of bed.
Su Shi turned his head and was seeing his naked feet walking towards the bathroom.
Because she had to wait for him to come out, she couldn't fall asleep during this time, so she could kneel on the bed and close her eyes to ease the trouble.
After a while, the sound of the bathroom stopped, Song Ting met with a bath towel and came out, lying down on the bed, Su Shi still back to him, did not turn around.
Song Ting met her waist and pulled her over to her side. Her back was placed on his well-defined chest. His thin lips were stuck in her hair. "He is facing me, thinking. Want me to go in this way?"
Su Shi’s back was hot, and his elbows topped his chest:
Don’t talk nonsense.
Song Tingyu turned over and pressed her under her body. The deep scorpion condensed her: "Su Shi, I ask you, what do you think of me?"
Su Shi’s face is puzzled and he doesn’t understand what he is saying:
What is it?
"do not understand?"
She nodded.
Song Tingyu lifted her chin lightly, and a kiss fell softly on the corner of her mouth: "You want to go to bed with me for pregnancy, you treat me as a breeder..."
Su Shi took his words, and he couldn’t laugh: "Shull? Is it a pig?"
Song Tingyu’s face turned black:
Su Shi, what do you say?
Su Shi shrugged and smiled innocently: "Isn't it? This is what you said."
Song Tingyu seems to have worked hard for a long time to calm himself down, and then resisted the desire not to reach out to break her neck: "You and I have no other factors to go to bed?"
He just wants to know this answer and wants to know urgently.
Su Shi closed his mouth and didn't talk.
Song Tingyu bowed his head, his nose tipped against her nose, and the lips of both of them were about to touch each other. His breath was also somewhat unstable. "Do you know that I have a desire for you that you can't control yourself?" I just want to go to you and think of you all the time..."
"Song Tingyu!" Su Shi's face was red, holding his thin lip by hand: "You are enough!"
His face is thick enough to say these words in front of her without any scruples, but she can't, she can't help her face.