President Song has a way of chasing his wife

Chapter 132 Rebirth at Despair

Suddenly, the room was filled with inexplicable factors.

During this period, Bai Xiao had lost the ability to think.

But Song Qingyan didn't, but in the blink of an eye, everything was already reflected in his mind.

The next second was ecstatic.

……

the next day.

In Bai Xiao's sleep, he vaguely felt being picked up by someone.

He twisted his body and muttered, "Don't move, let me sleep a little longer."

Song Qingyan laughed softly: "You sleep, I'll wash it for you."

A few seconds after the words fell, Bai Xiao woke up with a start.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in the bathtub.

Still naked...

The corners of Song Qingyan's mouth rose slightly: "Why are you awake?"

Bai Xiao quickly curled up together, protecting herself as much as possible, blushing and looking at the man beside her, her voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Well... I'll just wash it myself, you go out first."

"You didn't rest all night, I'll do it." Song Qingyan started to turn on the water while speaking.

Bai Xiao was anxious, so she hurriedly pushed him with one hand, and said harshly: "Song Qingyan, get out quickly, or don't touch me in the future."

The threat is big enough.

Song Qingyan compromised obediently: "Okay, call me if you need to."

After all, he stood up and walked out.

Bai Xiao looked at the marks all over her body, she was so shy that she was about to die, but suddenly she thought of something again, and the smile froze at the corner of her mouth for an instant.

It was she who let herself fall yesterday, but this cannot be erased after all, nor can it cover up the fact that she is sorry for Song Qingyan.

Even if Song Qingyan doesn't care, can she not care?

Can you act like nothing happened?

She doesn't know anything about drinking, and doesn't remember anything,
After a hasty shower, Bai Xiao walked out of the bathroom and returned to the bedroom to change clothes.

There was no women's clothing in the closet, it was all Song Qingyan's clothes.

Bai Xiao randomly picked out a set of pajamas and put them on, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, barely able to wear them.

Put on your clothes, go to the bed and prepare to make the bed.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, a striking red streak on the bed sheet broke into sight.

Although Bai Xiao is slow in matters of men and women, she is not ignorant, at least she knows about Luo Hong.

Only the first time there is redness.

Bai Xiao sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, trying to reflect all this.

Looking at the falling red on the bed sheet, recalling the tearing pain from yesterday, I put the two together.

An astonishing fact seemed to surface, and Bai Xiao was beyond shocked.

A burst of ecstasy followed.

All this said enough that last night was her first.

Then the relationship between her and Duan Wenxuan is pure and clean.

The gloom in my heart was swept away immediately.

She didn't feel sorry for Song Qingyan.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiao couldn't help frowning again.

A huge doubt came to mind.

If last night was her first time, then what happened when she and Song Qingyan were in the hotel when she first met Song Qingyan?

Bai Xiao couldn't figure it out, and decided to ask the person concerned.

So he shouted to the outside at the top of his voice: "Song Qingyan, come in."

As soon as the words fell, Song Qingyan had pushed the door open and entered.

"what happened?"

Bai Xiao's slender fingertips pointed to the conspicuous red on the bed sheet: "Please explain to me what's going on?"

After finishing speaking, I was afraid that he might not understand, so I changed to a more straightforward way of asking: "I mean last time at the hotel, that night... what happened..."

Hearing this, Song Qingyan still didn't have much expression on his sharp-edged handsome face, but there was some innocence in his eyes, and his thin lips parted lightly: "You probably misunderstood."

Bai Xiao was about to listen carefully, but he heard him say: "Sleeping in the same bed with clothes is also called sleeping."

(End of this chapter)