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

Song Yang dropped the phrase "coward" and went to serve chicken soup.

Zhong Ying gently touched the place where he had kissed, so did this person listen?

No matter what, I made it clear that if he is willing, he will maintain such a relationship in the future, and if he is not willing, he will be pulled down.

As for love, forget it...

Anyway, Zhong Ying is mentally prepared and feels that she can face this relationship quite calmly.

Song Yang also brought the chicken soup to the table, and the softly stewed chicken, two small dishes of dipping sauce, one serving for each person.

He served soup and rice calmly, without mentioning the topic just now. Zhong Ying couldn't help but muttered in his heart, so he asked him, "Did you listen to what I just said?"

"Listen," Song Yang handed her a spoon and chopsticks, "Eat first, and then we'll talk after eating."

Zhong Ying couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so she simply stopped guessing, picked up the chicken soup, and drank half a bowl.

After this hot soup, Zhong Ying felt like she was alive.

Since she flew to Haicheng in the morning, she has not stopped for a day, and it feels like a year has passed.

To make matters worse, I didn't have a bite for dinner, and my physical strength was exhausted.

Looking at the chicken soup and chicken on the table at this moment, Zhong Ying felt that his eyes were glowing green.

No emotion or no emotion is as important as filling your stomach.

And Sister Li's cooking skills are really good, the chicken soup is delicious, the chicken is soft and tender, and the dipping sauce is perfect!

So the two killed the whole chicken together. Of course Song Yang ate more, but Zhong Ying drank a lot of soup

After supper, Zhong Ying leaned back on the chair and rubbed her stomach contentedly. Sure enough, she was full, and most of the miserable, mournful and resentful emotions she had before were also digested.

Song Yang finished eating too, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and pushed the bowl and chopsticks aside.

"We're full, let's talk about our affairs?"

Zhong Ying sat up straight, "Actually, what I mean, I have made it clear just now..."

Song Yang nodded: "Anyway, you are afraid that we will end badly, so you just don't start, right?"

"Yes."

"Then let me ask you, all of your projects may fail, why do you still want to do it?"

Zhong Ying said, since there is a possibility of not failing, she wanted to try.

"Then when you come to me, you don't want to try anymore. If you don't try, how do you know that we won't be able to go for a long time?"

This sentence brought Zhong Ying back.

At work, she is indeed a proper activist, do it first and then talk.

But when it comes to feelings, she is not the kind of person who loves first and then talks.

She starts from the result, first to see if she can love, and if she can't, forget it, without a trace of romantic spirit.

It may also have something to do with her pouring too much into her last relationship, so she was a bit stingy and timid.

"I just think that there is a high probability that the two of us will divide. If so, there is no need to try..."

When she said this, she no longer had the momentum she had before, and she also knew that she had no reason, it was nothing more than an excuse to escape, nothing more than not being brave enough.

Song Yang held her hand on the table: "If we don't have a long-distance relationship, can you accept me? Why don't you just sleep with me and not talk about love?"

When his hand was held by him, Zhong Ying's military spirit was disturbed.

She tried to pull it out, but the guy wasn't loose.

Zhong Ying pursed her lips: "If it's not a long-distance relationship, you can try it... But why don't we live in a different place?"

"In the past six months, I have tried to come back as many times as possible. After that, I transferred my business to China, and we can meet every week. To you, this frequency should not be a long-distance relationship, right?"

Zhong Ying thought about it, and it really didn't count.

Even if the two of them are in the local area, she will not meet her boyfriend every day. They both have their own things to do, and they don't have so much time for romance.

When we have a home in the future, it would be nice to meet each other and say a few words every night.

When she realized that she had thought of the concept of "home", she was shocked and quickly turned on the brakes.

After sleeping, she wants to marry someone and have children. When did she think so well...

Stopping these strange thoughts, Zhong Ying returned to the topic, "Are you willing to sacrifice so much for me?"

Song Yang smiled and said, "Shouldn't I just sacrifice a few air tickets?"

He was so light-hearted, but Zhong Ying knew that what Song Yang sacrificed was not a few air tickets, but a lot of energy and time.

For the sake of their relationship, Song Yang did take the initiative to make changes more than she did.

On the other hand, she seems to be only escaping.

She felt a little ashamed.

Then she said to Song Yang: "Even if the long-distance relationship is resolved, I still have one thing to ask you."

She pulled her hand back, not to give this guy a chance to disturb her morale.

Song Yang looked at her calmly: "Tell me, let me hear, what weird reason can you come up with to reject me."

"You obviously have a lot of experience, why did you lie to me. I hate dishonest people the most!"

He raised his eyebrows: "What experience."

"On the bed!"

Song Yang looked at her for two seconds, sat forward, and asked her with a smile: "Do you think I'm very good?"

Zhong Ying was speechless, men's brain circuits are sometimes weird.

"I don't know how to count as great. I only know that you obviously have experience, but you say you don't have it. Why can't you be honest?"

Are you afraid that she will find out that he is promiscuous?

Zhong Ying didn't say the last sentence, thinking it was too ugly.

Song Yang nodded, "Well, I admit, I have experience."

"..."

Zhong Ying suddenly felt agitated, and felt jealous for the first time.

She also realized that she was not as accessible as she thought.

After all, love is selfish.

"I see, anyway, don't lie anymore." She didn't want to talk about this topic any more, so she got up from the dining chair, "I'm sleepy, so I'm going to sleep first."

Song Yang also got up immediately, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

Zhong Ying still felt a little uncomfortable when she thought that he had hugged others like this before, and her body froze for a moment, trying to push him away.

"Listen to what I have to say," Song Yang hugged her even tighter, and smiled like self-deprecating, "Actually, my experience is all on paper, and I just practiced it for the first time today. Do you understand?"

Zhong Ying raised her head from his arms and stared into his eyes: "Then it's your first time to practice, why... so proficient?"

He smiled: "You know what skill is."

Well, she really doesn't know much, after all, she doesn't know what's going on with other men...

So, he just looks calm, but he is actually jerky?

The knot in her heart was untied, and the problem of long-distance relationship was also solved. Zhong Ying could no longer find a reason to reject Song Yang.

Dare to have a relationship with him?

Of course, I was still apprehensive, but now, Zhong Ying wanted to give it a try...

That night, the two embraced and slept together.

Zhong Ying slept very soundly.

Originally, she had set the alarm clock and wanted to drive to the airport to see him off.

But when Zhong Ying woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the autumn air was crisp.

Song Yang had already left and turned off the alarm clock for her.

Zhong Ying sat up and looked at the empty half of the double bed, feeling sweet and disappointed.

This is how her relationship with Song Yang started, although as a girlfriend, she doesn't know when the next meeting will be...