Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

In another villa across the lake from Canglan Garden, Zhong Ying and Song Yang finally came to the warm and dry house.

When they entered the door, the porch lights were on, as if they had been waiting for them to go home.

Zhong Ying guessed that it was the setting of the smart home, so he didn't think too much about it, and he didn't have time to think about these details.

After following Song Yang into the house, she just lowered her head to pack her wet clothes, first took off her fish-raising shoes, took them to the porch outside to dry, then took off her dripping coat, rolled it up and hugged her in her arms.

Only then did he say to the tall man in front of him, "Where is... the laundry room?"

From entering the door until now, this was the first sentence she said to Song Yang, and it was also the first time she made eye contact with Song Yang.

But as soon as she met his gaze, she lowered her head again.

As soon as the bright light shone, the sanity that had been washed away by the heavy rain had returned bit by bit.

There is a feeling of nowhere to hide...

Not to mention continuing to have any intimacy with him, just looking at this guy made her face burn.

Maybe Song Yang is similar.

Taking the clothes from her, he said "Give it to me", and he walked towards the corridor on the left side of the entrance.

But he was too calm.

It was unbelievable that just now this man was still holding her hand, running wildly in the heavy rain, as if he wanted to go home immediately and continue the kiss that was interrupted by Xiao Douding.

Once inside, he restrained himself instead.

No desperate kisses, no passionate hugs, just like inviting a regular friend over.

Of course, if he didn't squeeze her hand ambiguously when he took her clothes, and if his eyes weren't so blatant when looking at her, they would be more like ordinary friends...

After that, Song Yang walked in front.

Zhong Ying followed behind him with bare feet.

She was not in the mood to appreciate the layout of the room, nor was she in the mood to think about supper, so she silently followed the pair of long legs in front, as if this was a road leading to his heart.

She doesn't need to think, as long as she follows him, she can get out of her sealed little planet and enter his world.

Pushing open an invisible door, in front of you is a laundry room dominated by white tones. The washing machine and dryer are stacked in the corner, a row of small green plants are placed on the window sill, and a small bottle of aromatherapy is placed on the white housekeeping cabinet. , exudes an elegant aroma.

Zhong Ying likes the way he has a home here.

Song Yang walked to the washing machine, turned over her coat, found the washing label, looked at the material of the fabric, and then threw the clothes into the washing machine, poured the laundry detergent, and set the program.

While doing this, he said, "Other clothes, you can wash them after you take a shower."

Zhong Ying leaned against the door frame, silently looking at the good-natured man in front of him.

To be honest, she has known Song Yang for so many years, and she has not seen Song Yang in life.

She thought that Song Yang was the same as those wealthy young men or big executives she knew, not to mention reading the washing label, maybe he hadn't even operated the washing machine himself.

But seeing how skillful he was, he knew that Song Yang thought differently from her.

Song Yang had already set the laundry program, looked back at her, and asked her with a smile: "Why, have you never seen a man doing laundry?"

Zhong Ying also smiled: "I always thought that you were the kind of big president who stretched out his clothes and opened his mouth."

"The chief executive started from scratch, and he has climbed up from the bottom, and he has rich life experience." He said, and began to unbutton his shirt.

Zhong Ying took a deep breath, turned his gaze away, and stared at the ground in front of him.

In fact, Song Yang's words are true, because he climbed up by himself.

He is talented and hardworking enough, but his family conditions are not good.

During the years of being dependent on his aunt, he also suffered a lot.

He can have what he is today, all on his own.

Thinking about his difficult journey, he can better understand why he is so desperate and self-disciplined now.

People who have suffered hardships have a strong sense of urgency in their bones, and they will never allow themselves to be lazy for a moment.

Zhong Ying appreciates this kind of down-to-earth hardworking person, and also likes Song Yang's diligence and progress.

So when Song Yang took off his soaked shirt and threw it into the laundry basket, revealing his tight muscles, in Zhong Ying's eyes, the sexiness and charm exuded by this man were beyond the appearance.

She is more fascinated by Song Yang's inner excellent qualities.

What embarrassment, what rationality, all disappeared again.

Just as the crew wants to conquer the sea, she wants to conquer the man.

So he walked over, took the initiative to wrap his arms around Song Yang's neck, stood on tiptoe, and left a kiss on the corner of his lips.

Song Yang took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around her waist, and leaned over a little, just as tall as her.

Zhong Ying thought that with his eagerness to wait just now, with her initiative to kiss, the small fire between the two of them would be like a prairie fire.

But it didn't.

Song Yang didn't react further, he just looked at her with a smile, and seemed to enjoy her initiative.

hiss!This guy is still reserved!

Zhong Ying was originally a proud personality, admiring him is admiring him, but seeing that he was holding it deliberately, as if waiting for her to get on the pole, she immediately came out of Song Yang's arms.

Just about to turn around and walk out of the laundry room, Song Yang took her hand, dragged her back, and said in a low voice:

"Don't worry, Sister Li is here, she is helping me take care of the house, the eldest sister from my hometown."

"You're late..."

Before Zhong Ying could finish speaking, footsteps came from outside, and then, a lady in her 40s came to the door of the laundry room.

"I heard the front door ringing just now, and I thought I heard it wrong," Sister Li said, looking at the two of them again, "You two came back from the rain, didn't you drive? It's raining so hard! Hurry up." Hurry up and change clothes, beware of catching a cold!"

Sister Li untied her apron while talking.

Sister Li is a typical image of a working woman, with a strong body, a simple face, clean and generous clothes, and neatly tied hair behind her head, giving people a very reliable feeling.

Song Yang agreed, and casually took a big t-shirt that had been washed but hadn't had time to store it, put it on his body, then took Zhong Ying's hand, and walked to the door.

"Sister, this is my friend Zhong Ying." Song Yang introduced them.

Sister Li greeted Zhong Ying with a smile, and Zhong Ying also politely called her sister.

Then they didn't talk much, they just said that the chicken soup was stewed in the casserole, and the chicken dipping ingredients were all ready. After the two of them changed their clothes, they hurried to drink a bowl of hot chicken soup to get rid of the cold.

With that said, Sister Li put the apron neatly on the housekeeping cabinet and was about to leave.

Song Yang said: "It's still raining heavily outside, sister, you can leave later, don't worry."

Sister Li waved her hand: "Your elder brother came to pick me up. He's already outside. I'll go back by car and I won't be able to get wet."

Song Yang looked out of the villa through the large floor-to-ceiling glass in the laundry area.

There was indeed a yellow light from the headlights seeping in through the fence. Knowing that what Sister Li said was true, he sent Sister Li to the door and told her to slow down on the road.

Sister Li smiled and waved her hands, "Go back, it's cold outside."

After speaking, Sister Li walked into the rain with an umbrella, and finally disappeared behind the gate.

Song Yang and Zhong Ying also returned indoors.

After closing the door, Zhong Ying couldn't help complaining to Song Yang: "Why didn't you say it earlier, I thought there was no..."

But before she finished speaking, Song Yang hugged her from behind...