The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a dark light flashed in her lowered eyes.

But her face was still delicate and lovely.

She held his face with her fair and slender hands, tilted her head slightly and kissed him on the lips.

"Hate, I can't."

Song Zheyu smiled lustfully, moved his big hands from her neck all the way down, peeled off her clothes, and slid them little by little towards her flat belly.

"Baby, I've been training you for half a year, why are you still so reluctant to let go? Are you afraid that I will train you with someone else?"

The girl stiffened, then smiled coquettishly.

She pushed him down on the sofa, "It's so annoying, it scares people."

Song Zheyu laughed, moved his hand to her thigh, and reached inside.

"If you don't want me to scare you, just show your skills quickly and please me."

The girl leaned over slightly, kissed his forehead, and moved down a little bit.

Listening to the man's increasingly heavy breathing, she closed her eyes filled with cold light.

Even the tear stain on her beautiful face was a bit darker.

……

The next day.

Song Chengfeng woke up slowly, looked at the ceiling above his head and frowned.

As if his head exploded, he sat up and raised his hands to rub his temples.

He lowered his eyes slightly and saw his naked upper body, and the movement of his hands stopped.

Some scenes quickly flashed through my mind.

He pressed the woman beneath him, kissed her over and over again, listening to her uncontrollable moans, and unleashed more than 20 years of passion on her.

I don’t know how to satisfy myself, but I know the taste when I eat the marrow.

Song Chengfeng's chest rose and fell slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

He actually took advantage of the drunkenness and put Ning Jian to sleep!

He looked to his side, but there was no one beside him.

But he clearly remembered that on this bed, he wanted Ning Jian for one afternoon and one night.

Tireless.

The Adam's apple rolled unconsciously again, and the body felt a little hot.

Song Chengfeng took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the heat in his body, picked up his phone and looked at the time.

It's just before seven in the morning.

My stomach is empty and I'm hungry.

The two of them didn't eat dinner yesterday and kept messing around in bed.

He only remembered that Ning Jian was annoyed by his tossing, and she seemed to have scolded him and told him to stop.

But she tasted so good that he couldn't bear to hear it.

Finally she seemed to faint from exhaustion.

There was a trace of apology in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was doing now.

You must have scolded him to death, right?

Song Chengfeng put on his nightgown and got out of bed, opened the door and walked out.

The aroma of food wafted through the room, and he subconsciously looked toward the kitchen.

Ning Jian is busy in the kitchen.

She was wearing a white T-shirt and shorts, revealing two beautiful legs.

The tall back figure still makes people feel that the years are peaceful.

The corners of Song Chengfeng's mouth turned up unconsciously.

He wanted to walk over, but his footsteps stopped.

After yesterday, the relationship between the two became closer.

At this moment, he felt inexplicably shy about his hometown.

I don’t know what to say next.

Sorry for yesterday?

Did it hurt you?

then what.

Song Chengfeng felt a little uncomfortable and turned around to go back to his room.

"woke up."

Ning Jian's voice came from behind, and Song Chengfeng's footsteps paused. It was either walking now or not walking now.

Song Chengfeng calmed down, took a deep breath, and turned to look at her.

"Are you making breakfast?"

"Yeah, if you don't make breakfast, do you want to starve me to death?"

Ning Jian glanced at him with a half-smile, her expression unclear whether she was unhappy or happy.

Song Chengfeng's eyes flashed, thinking of yesterday's absurdity, he coughed lightly.

"yesterday……"

"Are you tired?"

Ning Jian suddenly burst out.

Song Chengfeng was stunned, "Huh?"

Ning Jian walked up to him and poked his waist with her finger, "I'm just asking if you are tired now?"

Song Chengfeng: "..."

What she should be asking is, are you tired from doing that?

"No, not tired."

Of course, doing that will be a little tiring, but it’s more exciting.

Just like now, when he saw her, his body reacted instinctively.

Countless colorful pictures flashed through my mind...

"So, it's obvious that you are exercising, why am I the one who is tired?"

Ning Jian looked at him and squeezed out a sentence through her teeth.

There's something about gnashing one's teeth.

Song Chengfeng: "..."

He could not answer this question.

"Hug, I'm sorry, I worked so hard for you yesterday."

Seeing his evasive eyes, Ning Jian chuckled.

Let's not argue with him about how he ignored her last night and tormented her like crazy until she fainted from exhaustion.

"Song Chengfeng, do you still remember what you said?"

"what?"

"You said I'm a tomboy." Ning Jian suddenly felt resentful about this nickname.

Song Chengfeng's eyes flashed and he wanted to slap himself twice.

Alcohol is really stimulating.

Seeing her wanting to eat someone, he insisted that he couldn't admit it.

"I do not remember."

Ning Jian laughed again, "Then you said you wanted to marry me, but you don't remember it either?"

Song Chengfeng's eyes flashed, he still remembered these words.

But I just pretended to be drunk, so now I can only deny it to the end.

"Did I say so?"

Ning Jian moved her fingers and her knuckles creaked.

"Song Chengfeng, do you want to lift your pants and deny recognition?"

"No."

Song Chengfeng quickly denied it, "Even if I don't remember what I said yesterday, I know that we are now in a de facto marriage."

Ning Jian raised her eyebrows, "There is no such thing as a de facto marriage now."

Song Chengfeng coughed lightly, "If you don't mind, we'll go get the certificate later."

He finally agreed.

Ning Jian smiled with satisfaction.

Originally, we were going to give him half a year to think it through.

I didn't expect to get him done in just a few days.

A little too easy!

"Don't forget to sign a contract with Gu Hengyuan today, wait until tomorrow."

"Okay." Song Chengfeng responded.

Ning Jian looked at him, "Why do you sound relieved?"

Song Chengfeng: "..."

Let's just say that the police's insight is not generally strong.

"Yes, the tension is over, don't you want to breathe a sigh of relief?"

Ning Jian narrowed her eyes, "Why are you nervous? Are you being chased by me?"

"of course not."

Song Chengfeng said: "Getting the certificate is a big deal. When you think about me getting married soon and embarking on a new journey, don't you get nervous? Aren't you nervous?"

Ning Jian wanted to say, what's there to be nervous about?

But looking at the man's clear eyes, she swallowed her words again.

Not to mention, she was really nervous when he said that.

It turns out they feel connected?

"Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face!"

Song Chengfeng smiled, and when Ning Jian turned around, he pulled her into his arms, and then gave her a peck on the lips.

"Yes, wife."

Ning Jian: "..."

Cloud City.

Today is Mrs. Gu’s birthday.

Lu Hanchen put aside his official duties and took Gu Nian and the two children back to Yuncheng to celebrate her birthday.

They booked a table at a hotel owned by the Lu family.

Gu Xintong, Lu Chenfei and their sons also came to celebrate Mrs. Gu's birthday.

Mrs. Gu naturally burst into laughter.

The three little ones sang birthday songs, blew out the candles with her, and had a happy birthday for her.

The old people are happy, but there are still some people who are not in good spirits.

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