First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

After lunch, Song Qianyan changed into a casual outfit and left Ou's house.Song Qianyan doesn't want to see Ou Jinchuan now, and every second she spends with Ou Jinchuan is a torment for Song Qianyan.It took only half an hour to drive from Oujia to "Yuyu Island". Song Qianyan got off the car in front of the coffee shop soon after.

Everything is still as it is in memory. The signboard of this coffee shop has not been changed, and it is still warm in color with white letters on a red background, but the paint on the floor-to-ceiling window frames is a little peeling, but it does not affect the overall decoration style of the coffee shop.

Han Moshi had already arrived. He was wearing a white shirt and washed jeans, and was sitting quietly by the window, reading a book in his hand.Song Qianyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly watching Han Moshi who was concentrating on his study, feeling a wave of timidity in his heart.Song Qianyan didn't dare to step in so easily.

The oath of "Hold your hand and grow old with you" is still echoing in your ears, the boy in white clothes Shengxue is still there in the window, Ou Jinchuan's handsome profile, Fengshen Langyi, this is the appearance Song Qianyan remembers, she loves It was always Ou Jinchuan, she didn't know if she made a mistake when she went to see Han Mu like this.

At this time, Han Moshi also saw Song Qianyan standing outside the window, curious why Song Qianyan didn't come in, waved to Song Qianyan, put down the book in his hand, got up and walked towards the door.With the opening of the glass door of the coffee shop, Han Moshi slowly walked towards Song Qianyan.

"Why don't you go in?" There was a magnetic voice in the gentleness. "I..." Song Qianyan brushed her black hair, not wanting to look directly into Han Moshi's eyes, Song Qianyan didn't know where the uneasiness in her heart came from.

On the other hand, Han Mushi, as if he had never seen anything before, his tone, movements, and eyes were as familiar as if the two of them just drank morning tea together in the morning.During this period of time, the two have never met.

"Let's go, let's go in." Han Moshi stretched out his hand, gently rubbed Song Qianyan's long hair, and led Song Qianyan into the coffee shop.Staying here, Song Qianyan felt that she was still that simple and pure white student girl, carefree.

High school is like an ivory tower, and Song Qianyan is the princess in the castle.Song Qianyan closed her eyes, trying to recollect the feeling of that year, but Ou Jinchuan's face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.At that time, Ou Jinchuan also came here with herself, and she pestered Ou Jinchuan to come here more than once.

Ou Jinchuan was unsmiling, looking at Song Qianyan with dark and bright pupils, his affectionate style revealed a bit of barbarism. "What's wrong with liking you? The law doesn't stipulate that I, Ou Jinchuan, can't like you, Song Qianyan." Ou Jinchuan's words seemed to echo in his ears.

"I'm sorry, Moshi, I..." Han Moshi stretched out his index finger and put it in front of Song Qianyan's lips, signaling Song Qianyan to keep silent. A trace of disappointment flashed in Han Moshi's bottomless eyes, but he immediately recovered: "You don't need to say anything, I know, today I just want to drink coffee with you like ordinary friends."

"Sorry." Song Qianyan suddenly had a lump in his throat.Han Mushi smiled and shook his head, and the two sat facing each other by the window.

"What would you like to drink?" The barman in a gray apron came over and asked. "Two cups of latte, one with milk and sugar, the other without." Han Moshi said very gentlemanly. "Okay, please wait a moment." Song Qianyan's favorite coffee taste, Han Moshi has always remembered it clearly.

Song Qianyan came here today to make it clear to Han Mushi again that she couldn't keep delaying Han Mushi like this. "Moshi, forget about me." Song Qianyan stared at Han Mushi and said every word.

"What did you say?" Han Moshi thought he had an auditory hallucination, and asked with an expression of disbelief.If Song Qianyan's throat is blocked, it's like being stuck in his throat by a steel nail. "I said, forget about me." Song Qianyan lowered her eyes after saying this, and stopped looking at Han Mushi's expression.

Han Moshi suddenly stood up, across the table, "Qianyan, can't we even have a cup of coffee?" His eyes were shining with pain, his voice was hoarse, and the magnetic and warm voice in the past was gone forever.

Song Qianyan looked at Han Mushi's hurt expression, and his heart felt fried.Song Qianyan tried his best to restrain himself and retain the last line of psychological defense. "Mo Shi, thank you, but I really can't delay you, I told you last time." Song Qianyan's expression on his face remained surprisingly calm, without any surprise.

"I'm sorry." Song Qianyan apologized again, got up suddenly, and walked out towards the door.

Han Mushi sat on the sofa in a daze, and hadn't fully recovered from his unwillingness.It is said that women are made of water, but sometimes, Song Qianyan's heart seems to be harder than iron.

By the time Han Mushi fully recovered from the emotion just now, Song Qianyan had already left the coffee shop.Han Moshi suddenly jumped up from his seat, rushed to the bar to buy the bill, and chased after Song Qianyan's back.

The moment he stood up, Han Moshi had an intuition that if Song Qianyan was allowed to leave in front of him today, he would never have the chance to sit with Song Qianyan again.Song Qianyan heard Han Mushi's approaching footsteps, Song Qianyan didn't intend to dodge, and didn't dare to look back, just lowered her head and hurried forward.

Han Moshi caught up with Song Qianyan, "Qianyan, can't I just want to be friends with you?" Han Mushi's voice was choked with injury.

It's just that in this group of people today, there is an extra sharp gaze, like a wolf, shining brightly, with unfathomable pupils.Mu Shudie looked at the two people struggling, and immediately pressed the shutter button of the phone.

"Mo Shi, don't force me." Song Qianyan's voice was full of despair.Han Mushi calmed down immediately, and slowly let go of Song Qianyan's hand. It seemed that Qianyan was really unhappy.

But Han Mushi didn't want to let Song Qianyan go so easily, and then gently held Song Qianyan's hand, like a brother next door holding his sister. "Qianyan, I'll take you back." Han Moshi resumed his usual magnetic voice, with a familiar tone, as if nothing happened just now.

"No need, I'll take a taxi back." Han Mushi knew that Song Qianyan had always been stubborn, so he nodded silently.Walking to the intersection, he reached out to stop a taxi for Song Qianyan.After sending Song Qianyan into the car, Han Moshi was once again heartbroken when he saw the taillights of the car leaving in Juechen.

As it was getting dark, Song Qianyan also returned to Ou's house, stepped into the door, but bumped into Ou Jinchuan who was standing in the yard.

Song Qianyan was secretly taken aback. This time should be the time for Ou Jinchuan to socialize. If Ou Jinchuan is not going to socialize, why is he standing here?And looking at his expression, he looked gloomy, and it seemed that something bad happened again.Thinking of what Ou Jinchuan did to him in the bedroom in the morning, Song Qianyan's face suddenly darkened.
"Song Qianyan, why did you go this afternoon?" Ou Jinchuan was the first to speak, his tone was displeased, as if he already had an answer in his heart, and now he was questioning, just wanting to give Song Qianyan a chance to confess.Song Qianyan was a little guilty. After all, the meeting with Han Mushi was done behind Ou Jinchuan's back.Her eyes flickered, feeling uneasy.
"Song Qianyan! Let me ask you, why did you go this afternoon?" Ou Jinchuan didn't mean to spare Song Qianyan at all. Song Qianyan didn't dare to answer directly, for fear that he would do something radical again.Her heart was in a mess, and she definitely couldn't tell the truth now, otherwise the devil in front of her might cause some trouble again. 
"I went out for coffee with my friends." Song Qianyan tried to speak confidently, so as not to be caught by him.Ou Jinchuan was even more angry when he heard the words. He gave Song Qianyan a chance to confess, but she chose to lie.

Maybe not a lie, but definitely a deliberate attempt to conceal the truth of the matter.The more Song Qianyan tried to cover it up, the more unhappy Ou Jinchuan felt.

"Hmph." At this time, Ou Jinchuan laughed suddenly, and his tone became strange, "I've seen a lot of private meetings with lovers under the guise of friends these days."

Song Qianyan was stunned when she heard it, her private life seemed to be completely exposed to the other party's eyes, she suddenly felt stripped naked and still under the spotlight.The memory of the last time he was watched immediately came to mind.

Song Qianyan not only didn't feel flushed because the lie was exposed, but felt extremely angry. Why is Ou Jinchuan still like this? Can't he leave some space for each other?

Song Qianyan was about to defend himself, but his body was suddenly carried to the corner of the villa by a huge force. When he took a closer look, he saw Ou Jinchuan's fierce face in front of him.Ou Jinchuan couldn't help but push Song Qianyan to the wall beside him, and then pressed her against the wall with his body, trapping her tightly.

Song Qianyan was stunned for a while, and when he regained his composure, he found himself stuck against the wall as if being tied up by Ou Jinchuan, unable to move.Ou Jinchuan desperately controlled Song Qianyan's body, like a ferocious tiger, wanting to swallow her whole body and mind and take it as his own.

"Ou Jinchuan, are you crazy? Let me go" Song Qianyan roared, trying to push away Ou Jinchuan who was pressing on him with all his strength, the smell of coffee exhaled from Song Qianyan's mouth made Ou Jinchuan even more enchanted, he cut back Song Qianyan's hands and hot lips pressed against Song Qianyan's lips tightly.

Ou Jinchuan's kiss became more and more intense, even though Song Qianyan kept his mouth tightly shut, he gradually couldn't stand it anymore.Song Qianyan clearly felt the part of Ou Jinchuan's body that Ou Jinchuan wanted to intrude into her body, and her carelessness gave Ou Jinchuan an opportunity.

From then on, Ou Jinchuan was in a hurry all the way. After prying open Song Qianyan's lips with his nimble tongue, he quickly touched the tip of Song Qianyan's tongue.Ou Jinchuan immediately kissed more violently and lingeringly, Song Qianyan could no longer resist, and simply accepted it, allowing Ou Jinchuan to do whatever he wanted.

Song Qianyan's non-resistance was like an encouragement, which made Ou Jinchuan desire her even more.Ou Jinchuan's hands began to swim wantonly up and down her body
Walk.Ou Jinchuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, he hugged the exhausted Song Qianyan in his arms, ignored her beating, and walked towards the bedroom with strides.

There is no light in the room inside, but even with his eyes closed, Ou Jinchuan can accurately judge the position of the bed.He is very familiar with his love nest with Song Qianyan.

He has walked back and forth here no less than ten thousand times, and he can clearly feel every corner here, as if engraved in his heart.