All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Ceng Simiao's back was affixed to the table, feeling a cold, and she couldn't help shrinking. The earlobe was bitten by Song Boyu, and she struggled and twisted, but was struck hard, and she suddenly called out in pain.

Lin Zhenqi outside heard the action of slamming the door, then became more anxious, and asked loudly, "What's wrong with you?"

Cen Simiao frowned angrily, biting her lower lip and no longer making a sound. Song Poyu said in her ear softly, "Why are you shy now? It was so enthusiastic as before, it was like eating me."

shameless!

Cen Simiao stared at him and lifted her fair feet on her chest, but instead she was gripped, and her fingertips rubbed lightly, causing a tingling numbness, mixed with itching, and whispering, "You let go!"

Song Boyu's eyes darkened, pinching the tip of her nose, forcing Cen Simiao to breathe through her mouth, she couldn't talk, and her face flushed a little.

He looked up at the door. Lin Zhenqi outside was jumping up and down, anxiously rushing in, and shouted Cen Simiao all the time. Song Boyu picked up the cup on the table and smashed it towards the door, which suddenly shocked Cen Simiao.

Lin Zhenqi also calmed down, as if he hadn't responded yet. Song Boyu's eyebrows were cold, and his face became ugly for a moment, glancing at Cen Simiao: "Let him leave."

Cen Simiao was dumbfounded. When did he become so neurotic?

Then he heard again, "Otherwise I'll let him go."

She immediately frowned, seeing Song Boyu going to the gate, and quickly held him, Song Boyu glanced at her without moving.

Cen Simiao bit her lip, raised her eyes and shouted at the door: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Perhaps because her voice was a little trembling, Lin Zhenqi didn't leave but instead frowned and stayed outside, staring at the door, loosening her tie anxiously: "You open the door first."

There was no movement inside.

Lin Zhenqi knocked on the door fiercely, but Cen Simiao opened her mouth again, but a little more impatient, but it seemed to be closer to him.

He stuck to the door suspiciously, listening carefully, but he heard nothing, only a slight touch of the door.

Lin Zhenqi pursed her lips: "You open the door. Tell me if you're upset, don't be so troubled."

He thought of the scene in the bathroom before, Cen Simiao was holding a fruit knife and preparing to cut the wrist, and his heart was suddenly panicked.

Lin Zhenqi reluctantly stabilized his mind, coaxed Cen Simiao softly, but she sighed: "There is no end, please go back, I just ... it's the vase dropped to the ground."

He paused, his eyes faintly felt strange, but he couldn't say anything.

Lin Zhenqi didn't leave, holding her coat in her hand, sitting on the steps, her voice calmly: "I wait for you to open the door."

When Cen Simiao heard his words, she immediately frowned, and she was close to the door. She didn't dare to make a sound, but Song Boyu was particularly dissatisfied with her for not driving Lin Zhenqi away.

She grabbed Song Boyu's neck and panted in his ears, her body weak, she couldn't stand at all, and hummed like a mosquito: "Stop here."

Song Boyu's eyes darkened, and she touched her side face, Cen Simiao was particularly uncomfortable, desperately suppressing the redness of her eyes.

Her face was aggrieved, her lips touched Song Poyu's face, and she swiped lightly. If she touched the nerves more, his throat knot rolled, and she looked at Cen Simiao with her eyelashes, without any intention of moving her footsteps.

Lin Zhenqi outside the door hadn't heard anything, but could feel that Cen Simiao was still standing by the door. He felt relieved and didn't go to the trunk to hit the window with a golf club.

Lin Zhenqi rubbed her eyebrows and asked her, "Hungry or not? I'll buy you some food. I'm not good these days. I'm too busy to be with you."

"To take you out today, but I was called to talk about business again. I was wrong."

"If you want to get angry, open the door and let me in. Will you clean me up hard?"

The more Lin Zhenqi said the true feelings, the more suffering Cen Simiao suffered. She was particularly tortured by Song Boyu, and she couldn't help but snorted in a crying voice.

Song Boyu kissed her, breathing warmly. Lin Zhenqi's voice was heard in his ear again, and he seemed to feel that he had found the crux of Cen Simao's failure to open the door, and comforted her with all his strength.

Cen Simiao can no longer care for him, and clings to Song Boyu in a feeble manner, sobbing from time to time by him.

Until the end, Cen Simiao was held back by Song Boyu. She was lying on the bed, her eyes could not be opened, and she felt that Song Boyu was lying beside him and leaned against him.

Song Boyu stared at her, his eyes softened gradually.

After a while, both seemed to be asleep. Cen Simiao suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Song Boyu next to her, then walked away from him lightly, her legs trembling.

The bedroom door opened, Cen Simiao went out with her hands lame, and after the back disappeared, Song Boyu pursed her lips and opened her eyes. Her eyes were dark and drowsy.

Lin Zhenqi was sneezing, feeling uncomfortable, and suddenly the door opened, Cen Simiao appeared in front of him in a thin pajamas.

Her eyes were still red and swollen, and her whole body was weak and looked especially painful.

Lin Zhenqi's eyes tightened, and she stepped forward to hold her, her chin resting on her shoulder socket, her eyebrows serious: "Don't make a noise, it really scared me."

Cen Simiao buried her face in his chest.

In the bedroom, a corner of the curtain was pulled open. Song Poyu stood in front of the window and saw the scene clearly. He clenched his palms and his expression was hazy.

The next day, Cen Simiao woke up in the arms of Song Boyu, and Lin Zhenqi was persuaded by her at midnight.

Song Boyu didn't react at all, just like she didn't know anything. She kissed her forehead and spoke softly, letting her sleep for a little longer.

Then came down from the bed, walked to the living room, looked up to the door, the **** in his eyes revealed.

In the kitchen, he heated the pan, poured some oil, and knocked an egg down. With a rather focused look, he made breakfast seriously.

Cen Simiao didn't come down to eat, she was so sleepy, and she returned to sleep, she couldn't sleep at all, and opened her eyes only in the evening.

Was awakened by the phone.

Lin Zhenqi called and asked her to go out. Cen Simao pondered for a while, got up from the bed, walked to the bedroom door, saw Song Boyu busy in the kitchen, she narrowed her eyes and agreed.

It didn't take long for makeup and washing. When it was finished, Song Boyu was still cooking. The range hood boomed, and the sound was particularly loud.

Cen Simao did not hide from him, but instead came forward and said she would go out. Song Boyu threw down the spatula and looked at her coldly, almost instantly changing his expression.

Cen Simiao was not affected, and she talked and said, "Suddenly something happened in the clinic. I have to go and see. You must not stop me."

Song Boyu frowned, she leaned over and kissed him, then bent her eyes and went out. It's just that Song Boyu's face in the kitchen became more gloomy.

He turned around and took his mobile phone to the clinic: "Is the doctor here? I have something to ask for advice."

The assistant thought the sound was particularly familiar, but couldn't remember it. According to what Cen Simiao had just said, "You can wait for about 20 minutes before calling, and the doctor will be there at that time."

Song Boyu sighed with relief.

Keeping an eye on the time, just twenty minutes later, he immediately struck again. The assistant picked it up again: "Doctor is having dinner now, please call again later."

Song Boyu frowned.

Later, I called again several times, all of which were answered by the assistant. In short, it was for various reasons to shirk, and I kept saying that Cen Simiao was very busy.

He gradually became irritable.

Cen Simiao is on a date with Lin Zhenqi. This time, she chose a place. She deliberately found a place where Lin Zhenqi's buddies would appear, and she could meet the manager.

Lin Zhenqi's face was not very good-looking, but she was more worried about Cen Simiao's emotions, for fear she felt uncomfortable again. When he talked to a group of people this time, he did not forget Cen Simiao.

The manager talked to Lin Zhenqi about a few business matters and saw that he was about to be persuaded, but hesitated. Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes, picked up a glass of wine and handed him: "You like to think about it before you act, you are really responsible for the company."

The manager loves others to praise him for the company's sake. After all, it is easy to pass into the boss's ears. His solemn expression suddenly ripped his lips.

After one or two visits, I started chatting with Cen Simiao.

Lin Zhenqi couldn't say anything, she was sullen and raised her hand to loosen her tie, which still didn't work.

It didn't take long for the manager to get up and leave. Lin Zhenqi didn't leave him, until after he disappeared from the deck, Lin Zhenqi felt better.

He was thinking about Cen Simiao to the other side, not to mingle with these fox friends and dog friends, but she suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom.

Lin Zhenqi sighed and had a headache. He continued to drink with these buddies, waiting for her to return from the bathroom. But it's almost half an hour since the past, Cen Simiao hasn't appeared yet.

He went to you a little, took out his mobile phone and called for it, but saw a message from Cen Simiao, ten minutes ago.

Lin Zhenqi frowned, took a sip of wine, and was a little angry. There is no need to even say hello, and it is still when they are dating.

The guy next to me saw that there wasn't a door on his mouth, and he whimpered, "Don't run away with someone, you have to be careful."

Obviously a usual joke, Lin Zhenqi froze at the moment: "Little **** talk to me."

Lin Zhenqi, full of alcohol, walked to the door staggeringly, and the security guard next to him saw that he was afraid of falling, so he hurried over to help.

Lin Zhenqi was dizzy, and his heart was particularly chaotic. Suddenly the joke appeared in his ear: "Don't run away with others, you have to be careful."

His eyes narrowed, and he lifted his eyes and asked, "Why did the woman who came with me just come away from here?"

The security guard froze and looked at Lin Zhenqi, remembering Cen Simiao's tip to himself before leaving, and what he needed to say.

The security tone is calm and makes people feel reliable: "The lady you said left with a man. They are still awake. If they are not drunk, there should be nothing. You can rest assured ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was frightened by Lin Zhenqi's strange eyes.