Who told you to leave me alone?
Song Qingcheng hung the suit on the hanger in the living room and said, When I sent selena out, I met my neighbor, a 27-year-old beauty, driving a Ferrari and holding an old man in his fifties into the room. It didn’t look like the father and daughter, and the old man pinched his female ass.
Yu Tingchuan laughed. Your eyes are bright at night.
Are they not shy?
Song Qingcheng went to pour a cup of boiling water and put it aside on the coffee table. He also sat beside Yu Tingchuan and smelled the smell of alcohol and tobacco. He smelled it carefully and continued to speak without perfume. Do you know what there are so many Chinese here?
What? Yu Tingchuan picked up a cup of water.
Song Qingcheng looked at his side face, including gently moving the Adam’s apple, and then said, The locals call this area’ EAI/Vilge’, which is the Chinese transliteration of Ernai Village. Rich people in China like to send mistresses here. If they meet a fashionable young beauty, it may be ＂qing ren＂ .
Where did you get these things?
Internet search
The whole song dynasty approached him and pressed You must have known
Yu Tingchuan put the teacup back, stretched out his hand and grabbed her waist, and gently pinched her voice. You know what? What are you thinking about all day in this little brain?
Who told me to chat?
Yu Tingchuan laughed, Express your dissatisfaction with me?
No Song Qingcheng took a sip of his lip angle I’ll just chat with you. Only people who have a deep mind will want to talk to others
If it doesn’t count, you can learn to beat around the bush and call names
Yutingchuan withdrew his right hand from her waist to take you out for dinner in the evening, so let’s stay at home.
Song Qingcheng rings a man’s arm Where to eat?
Don’t be afraid to give me a cold so close.
I just want to give it to you, said Song Qingcheng, and leaned in to kiss him. It must broadcast faster through saliva.
But a second YuTingChuan hold her waist passive initiative.
A man’s mouth smells of alcohol and tobacco, but it doesn’t make her feel bad.
On the contrary, the smell made her addicted.
Through the shirt, Song Qingcheng felt that the man’s body temperature was on the high side, and his hands were firmly clinging to Yu Tingchuan’s shoulders and palms, and he felt strong muscles and rubbed her waist and hips back and forth.
She felt difficult to breathe after kissing for a while because of her awkward posture.
It didn’t take long for Song Qingcheng to leave from Yutingchuan.
By the way, I put on slippers and sofa
She took Yu Tingchuan to pull people up. I prepared food taken late at night for you.
Yutingchuan conveniently got up and went to the restaurant with her and then pulled open the chair and took a seat.
Song Qingcheng came out of the kitchen with a tray.
There is an omelet on the plate.
Yu Tingchuan looked at her in such a busy way, and she was so happy that she didn’t rest in the middle of the night when she caught a cold.
For fear that you didn’t eat dinner at night, Song Qingcheng put the plate in front of him, then sat next to Yutingchuan and dragged the chair to his side. He looked at him with his hands on his hands. I learned several dishes from selena, but I wanted to think about food taken late at night and chose to do this.
He picked up the knife and fork and handed it to him. Try it!
Yu Ting looked at the golden color burrito, but it was no problem. The burrito was wrapped in diced cucumber, chopped green onion and beef tenderloin, so you could smell the onion.
Took the knife and fork, slowly cut a small piece and put it in your mouth.
Looking forward to the song dynasty next to the whole city is like a bad chef waiting for a guest comment.
The omelet tastes strange.
Section 19
Not good? Song city can’t help but ask
Because I noticed that Yu Tingchuan had slowed down.
She said, Forget it if it’s really not delicious.
Yu Tingchuan continued to cut a piece and didn’t frown when he ate it. His tone was usually quite good and improved compared with before
really? Song Qingcheng can’t help but bend his lip angle.
Then push the plate forward. Eat more if it’s delicious.
Yutingchuan finished eating burritos and Song Qingcheng went in with a plate to clean it.
Leaning against the back of the chair, Yu Tingchuan lit a cigarette, but before he smoked two cigarettes, he got up and went to the living room to pick up the cup of boiled water to drink. There was still some thirst, so he simply went to the refrigerator and took a bottle of pure water.
Song Qingcheng washed the dishes and came out just to see Yutingchuan drinking water with a water bottle and a cigarette by the refrigerator.
She tiptoed past with light steps.
Yu Tingchuan drank half a bottle of water and felt a lot lighter in his mouth.
Just twist the bottle cap and the body is hugged.
Song Qingcheng lifted his head with his belt in his hands and said, I decided not to sleep late to make breakfast for you.
Yu Tingchuan seemed to laugh. Do you like cooking?
Yes, Song Qingcheng said affectionately, I especially want you to eat my cooking every day.
Do it if you like, and buy some cooking by the way.
Song Qingcheng saw that he was more interested in supporting himself. Then I’ll give you toad in the hole cheese and egg sandwiches early in the day. I didn’t buy that ham when selena came in the evening.
It’s almost half past eleven when I was building.
Yu Tingchuan took a bath in the bathroom. Song Qingcheng took cold medicine and didn’t want to sleep. She went to the next room. It’s not as clean as the garden table at Yunxi Road, and there is not much spare in the cupboard. So she still took it back to her room casually.
Just lying on the bed to watch the bedside table, the phone rang.
To show Lu Yunxuan’s name.
After going abroad, Song Qingcheng opened an international roaming station and kept in touch with her mobile phone.
But she wasn’t going to take it.