Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Song Yu ignored Zhen Qi's protest and went to buy a ticket after parking the car. Before the movie started, Huang En grandly bought her a bottle of soda.

Zhen Qi was really not interested in this kind of technology-themed movie. After drinking a bottle of soda, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. of.

Zhen Qi rubbed her eyes sleepily and asked Song Yu, "Is it over?"

I don't know if the lights in the movie theater are particularly soft, or because her sleepy eyes are not fully opened, Zhen Qi only thinks that Song Yu's gentle face at this moment is something she has never seen before.

Coming out of the theater, Zhen Qi climbed into the back seat of Song Yu's car again.

On the way back, Song Yu didn't ride as fast as when he came here. When he went back, he stepped on his feet slowly. Then Zhen Qi who was sitting behind became anxious: "Uncle, you should go faster."

Song Yu snorted angrily, and deliberately made a sharp turn. Zhen Qi hurried upstairs to Song Yu, lay on Song Yu's back, and calmed down.

After resting for a while, Zhen Qi asked again, "Uncle, why are you so artistic all of a sudden?"

Song Yu, who was stepping on the floor, raised a smile, "Do you like it?"

"|I like it." Zhenqi nodded emphatically. When she was in junior high school, she always envied those girls with flying skirts on the back seat of boys' bicycles. Maybe no one wanted to carry her on her back. For a long time, Zhen Qi had this special yearning for this bicycle, and she only told Song Jiyao about this yearning. As long as Song Yu knew about it, Zhen Qi, who wanted to think about it, chose to ignore it.

Along the way, Zhen Qi leaned quietly on Song Yu's body. Although her skirt didn't flutter, Zhen Qi's youth was finally complete.

Before getting out of the car, Zhenqi, who had been very quiet all this time, suddenly asked, "Uncle, when did you learn to ride a bicycle?" After a pause, she asked expectantly, "Can you teach me?" ? "

Song Yu pushed the cart and walked ahead of her. When it stopped, he said, "This is not easy to learn. With your talent, I think it is a bit difficult."

"Oh." Although Zhenqi agreed with her mouth, she was not convinced in her heart. Later, when she rode Sun Xiaofei's Giant for a circle, it was not as difficult as the uncle said. I really think this thing is better than that, and the theater is much easier to learn.

Seeing Zhen Qi's disbelief, Song Yu smiled slightly, then patted him on the head, "I'll teach you when you graduate."

Regarding Song Yu's promise, Zhen Qi only regarded him as a fart, because his promise had never been fulfilled. In fact, it was not as good as a fart. Would a fart at least stink? Song Yu's promise didn't even stink.

Staying at school on weekends, Zhen Qi did a lot of homework under Song Yu's supervision. On Saturday night, in the small self-study room, Song Yu read his book again after work and accompanied Zhen Qi to do her homework. While doing homework, it was raining heavily outside the window. Zhen Qi looked out the window worriedly. Neither she nor Song Yu had an umbrella.

Song Yu was very serious about reading, and had the habit of taking notes while reading, frowning from time to time, and then took a pen to draw a hello at the place he didn't understand.

Although there was no class, the school still rang the bell. When the bell rang for the last class, Song Yu finally raised his head and looked out the window: "Is it raining?"

Because of the rain, Zhen Qi and Song Yu could only hide in the study room to avoid the rain, but the bloody accident happened in less than ten minutes.

After a "pop" sound came from the quiet classroom, the lights in the study room went out.

"Uncle..."

Faced with the darkness suddenly, Zhen Qi instinctively grabbed Song Yu: "Uncle..."

A powerful big hand brought her to him, and Song Yu said, "I'm here.

"Uncle, I was scared to death just now." Zhen Qi complained softly, still in shock, she tightly held Song Yu's hand.

Song Yu held her still, and Zhen Qi wanted to continue speaking, but the moment she spoke, she felt a touch of warmth on her lips.

But sometimes kissing also needs to be in the mood, because there is thunder, rain and power outages. To be honest, Zhen Qi has no intention of kissing Song Yu, but Song Yu seems to like this kind of atmosphere very much. The hand he put on her waist Already getting on the move.

Sometimes the mood can be contagious, Long Xing is so proud, there is no reason for Zhenqi not to cooperate, it's just that she hasn't had sex with men and women for too long, she is a bit overwhelmed, even kissing is a bit difficult

Zhenqi put her hand on Song Yu's chest, grabbed his clothes like a cat's paw, and stretched her neck on tiptoe. As soon as she stretched out the tip of her tongue, Song Yu deftly rolled her tongue away and broke into her. mouth, sucking and sucking non-stop.

Because of her height, it was a bit difficult for Zhen Qi to kiss like this. Song Yu seemed to feel it too, and then lifted her up into the air and pressed her against the facade.

Zhenqi's legs were instinctively clamped around Song Yu's waist, and her hands were hung around his neck. Song Yu pressed her against the door and continued to bow her head. At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door, and then a ray of light came from outside. Light came in through the glass window.A bright circle of light dangled in the study room.

Ever since the school security found something that violated the campus culture in the study room, the school has been particularly strict about certain aspects. A special security team was organized to sweep the entire campus with flashlights every night.

Zhen Qi was hanging on Song Yu's body. At this time, she really didn't dare to breathe too much. She blinked and looked at the motionless Song Yu, complaining in her heart. If she was caught this time, she would be ashamed, really. It's shameless.

Under the weak light in the room, Zhen Qi couldn't see Song Yu's face clearly, but felt that her eyes were extraordinarily bright.

Song Yu stared at Zhen Qi fixedly, because he was very close, Song Yu's hot breath swept all over Zhen Qi's face.

Then Zhenqi clearly felt that Song Yu's breath was getting hotter and hotter. Zhenqi looked at Song Yu pitifully. Is he more nervous than her?

Yes, he should be more nervous than himself, because he is Song Yu, that lofty man, how could he let others catch him behaving like this.Zhen Qi gradually put her arms around Song Yu, not daring to breathe.

The footsteps outside the door were getting louder and louder. The security guard might also suspect that there was something wrong with the study room they were in. The footsteps outside the door suddenly stopped.

Zhen Qi hugged Song Yu tightly, buried her face in his chest, her legs clamped around Song Yu's narrow waist were already trembling.

Dead, Zhenqi closed her eyes tightly, although due to Song Yu's face, the school would not do anything outrageous to her, but such a shameful thing, Zhenqi felt that the gossip lovers in the school would talk about it after dinner up.

"Dong dong dong..." Across the door, people outside had already started knocking on the door.

Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu for help, and Song Yu just made a gesture of hissing her, and when he was about to put her down, a hurried bell rang outside the door.

"The boundless sky is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills..."

Then the person outside connected the phone: "Hey, Old Wang, where are you... the bathing center, okay, I'll come..."

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That's all right?

Zhen Qi lay paralyzed on Song Yu's body, until she was sure that the person outside had left and could not hear the footsteps, then said softly: "Uncle, I was really scared just now."

Song Yu put Zhen Qi down, stretched out his hand to touch her sweat-soaked hair, smiled lowly, then took her hand forward, sighing with emotion, and a bit like self-deprecating: "I don't think others will notice this. , I can't bear the emotion and romance."

Zhen Qi really didn't expect Song Yu to write such eclectic poems, her face turned red with "swish": "Uncle, it's time for us to go back."

Before self-study in the morning on Monday, when she passed the security room, Zhenqi looked inside with a guilty conscience, and the uncle security showed a smile: "Student, is there anything I can help you with?"

"No." Zhenqi quickly shook her head and walked away.

This voice was the voice from last night. Although it was a false alarm, Zhen Qi was still in shock, and began to complain about Song Yu again in her heart. What did he say last night, two romances?Is he sure he's not talking flirtatiously?

When Zhenqi came to the classroom, Sun Xiaofei was peeling hard-boiled eggs. When she saw her coming in, he raised his eyes and looked up, and then continued to peel the eggs. When Zhenqi took out the English book to read the words, Sun Xiaofei suddenly turned his face and asked her : "Why don't you go home this weekend?"

Zhen Qi pronounced two words with style, then turned her head: "Of course it's for learning."

Sun Xiaofei held his chin and continued to look at her: "Why do I think you look guilty?"

Zhenqi swayed her face: "Stop talking nonsense!"

"I won't quarrel with you anymore." Sun Xiaofei laughed violently, showing his good teeth, then pointed to the hard-boiled eggs on the table in a good mood, "Would you like one?"

Zhen Qi glanced at the hard-boiled eggs on Sun Xiaofei's table, he peeled the good eggs to pieces, and shook her head.

Sun Xiaofei stuffed her with one: "If you want to eat, just say so, if you put on a face that you want to eat but shake your head and wave your hands, it's too hypocritical."

There was still a warm egg stuffed into Zhen Qi's hand, Zhen Qi was speechless, she held the egg and looked at Sun Xiaofei: "I really don't want to eat it."

Sun Xiaofei raised his eyebrows, and looked at Zhenqi with a hypocritical expression.

Zhenqi gritted her teeth and began to peel the eggs. She picked up the eggs and knocked on the corner of the table. Sun Xiaofei poked his head and said coolly, "Why is there someone so stupid that they can't even peel the eggs, you have to knock the big head first."

Zhenqi glanced at Sun Xiaofei: "Thank you for the eggs..."

Sun Xiaofei shrugged and said generously: "No need."

Before class started the next day, Sun Xiaofei still brought breakfast to the classroom, but instead of eggs, it was replaced with cream buns. Zhenqi glanced at it unintentionally, and then Sun Xiaofei stuffed her with another cream bun: "We are at the same table. If you want to eat, just say it."

On the third day, Sun Xiaofei packed another seafood porridge. When Zhenqi saw the seafood porridge in front of his table, she turned her head quickly, and then reminded herself not to turn her head, lest Sun Xiaofei call her hypocrisy again.

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