she caused the gods to fall

The words were charming and ambiguous, Shen Daiyi was stared at by the man's aggressive eyes, and her fingers curled up slightly on the table.

It's time to end, if it doesn't end, I always feel that the well-dressed man in front of me will turn into a beast in the next second.

Shen Daiyi said: "I can't bear it, so the punishment is over."

Song Qingyan rubbed her nose: "Thank you, Mrs. Song, for letting me go."

"You're welcome, just let me go."

Don't stay here for long.

The scorching heat in Song Qingyan's eyes did not lessen by half.

"Won't you help me untie the tie?" His thin lips slowly touched the woman's red lips, and pecked slowly.

However, Shen Daiyi felt that the danger was stronger.

"You solve it yourself." Shen Daiyi tried to slip away from the man's arms, but the attempt failed.

Song Qingyan breathed into her ears, "Okay."

He seemed to be waiting for her words.

Once the tie is undone, all shackles are released.

Shen Daiyi felt the man's palm against her waist, and her back trembled. She turned her head and saw that the tie had fallen alone on the table.

There was a faint red mark on Song Qingyan's wrist.

"Now that the punishment is over, Mrs. Song chose to forgive me for what happened in the afternoon. From now on, no matter what I do, it's another matter."

"Do not--"

The latter words were successfully annihilated under the action of the man, he opened the drawer, and there was a box inside...

Condom!

"Why are there also here?"

"The huanghuali chairs are all there, so it must be there."

In Shen Daiyi's panic, the bells on the ankle bracelet jingled wildly for a while, she grabbed the man's clothes and curled her toes tightly.

……

The rouge on Shen Daiyi's cheeks is getting heavier and heavier.

Song Qingyan took away the hairpin, and as the hairpin was thrown aside by the man, the long hair like a waterfall poured down.

The cheongsam is very short and rolled up to the thighs.

Shen Daiyi's thoughts were almost distracted by the bang bang bang bang.

Song Qingyan held the woman's cheek and kissed the mole at the end of her eye: "Mrs. Song thinks there is something wrong with what I said?"

"You, don't go too far..."

The ending trembled slightly, and Shen Daiyi glared at her with water-colored eyes.

Song Qingyan smiled, and kissed her lips, "Mrs. Song will rest tomorrow, why can't I go too far?"

Shen Daiyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he asked such a question, she stopped immediately.

Song Qingyan kissed her ear tip: "Mrs. Song, I was very restrained yesterday."

Half an hour later, Shen Daiyi leaned against the man's arms, her eyes blurred.

The strength in my whole body has been reduced by half, as if I have climbed halfway up the mountain, and I need to rest for a while before I can regain my energy.

But before he could recover, Song Qingyan hugged her up.

"Where are you taking me?" Shen Daiyi asked.

Song Qingyan was very high-sounding: "Miss Gu said that the huanghuali top spot is suitable for doing some very elegant things. If you don't practice it, how do you know if what she said is right?"

Shen Daiyi sat on the huanghuali chair, her face turned even redder.

Her expression was even a little dazed, and she didn't react.

There is only the next person sitting on the chair, and the armrest has a particularly delicate carved design, and even, one can smell a refreshing fragrance from the yellow rosewood.

Shen Daiyi's feet were not wearing shoes, they were hanging down, her anklets were made of pure gold, her jade legs were fair, two buttons of her cheongsam were unbuttoned, and her skirt was wrinkled...

"Song Qingyan, this chair is 8000 million."

"so?"

He spends money, and what he wants to do is his business.

Of course, he knew that Shen Daiyi liked this huanghuali chair very much.

I think it is an antique, a treasure, and it is for collection.

Coincidentally, the two had opposite ideas.

Shen Daiyi had a terrified expression, "No~"

No deterrent at all.

Song Qingyan seemed to be smiling, he held Shen Daiyi's ankle, and gently rubbed her protruding bone with his fingertips: "What sitting posture does Mrs. Song think is more suitable?"

Shen Daiyi became even more frightened, the color of her neck was exactly the same as the color of rouge on her cheeks.

"Song Qingyan, you are perverted."

The sacred image of a man in her mind completely collapsed tonight.

Song Qingyan didn't care at all.

"Well, I admit it." As if doing something very artistic, he raised the woman's foot: "So I advise Mrs. Song to give up resistance."

I don't know what time it is, there is no one in the study room, only the room is full of chaos, and there is a strong and charming atmosphere left behind.

Under the orange light, the water in the ''water glass'' was spilled on the desk and on the huanghuali chair, leaving a circle of water stains, reflecting a layer of light...

-

Not to mention going to a hot spring, Shen Daiyi has never tried such a waste of time, except for sleeping and eating, the rest of the time is spent in bed, or in the new venue that the man wants to unlock for most of the day.

Gu Jiazhi couldn't find Shen Daiyi for four whole days.

Shen Daiyi opened her eyes again and found that she was not in the bedroom.

But in the presidential suite of the hot spring hotel.

On the last day, Song Qingyan finally took her to the hot spring.

Shen Daiyi doesn't even want to soak in the hot spring at all now, her bones all over her body seem to be run over by a car, and she doesn't want to move a single finger.

Seeing that she was awake, Song Qingyan took a thermos to feed her water: "Are you hungry?"

The man's white shirt and trousers were buttoned up meticulously. He didn't look like he had been depraved for four days or been a jerk for four days.

He is gentle and elegant, calm and composed.

Shen Daiyi finished drinking the water and expressed that she was not hungry: "Where is this hot spring hotel?"

"The one invested by Fu Botang has just opened in Xishan, North Beijing."

"Oh." Shen Daiyi closed her eyes and fell asleep again, unable to think about it at all.

Song Qingyan has been pestering her for four days. It is normal for Shen Daiyi to be depressed at the moment, but Shen Daiyi can sleep after soaking.

So, the man got into the bed with both hands.

"Song Qingyan, don't touch me anymore."

Shen Daiyi opened her eyes, coquettishly, and stared at him.

Song Qingyan laughed: "Don't be nervous, I just want to undress Mrs. Song and soak in the hot spring."

Shen Daiyi learned that she had misunderstood him, "I'm not nervous, I just don't want to."

Song Qingyan kissed her: "Sorry, I have scared you these four days."

After Shen Daiyi relaxed, she reached out and hugged Song Qingyan: "I'm not scared, it's just..."

"What is it?"

"It's just a bit of a surprise."

Song Qingyan thought that he was not Chongyu's person.

But the lingering four days was because he refused to let Shen Daiyi go.

If it was with Shen Daiyi, he would be willing to degenerate, and the king would not go to court early from now on.

It is a milk hot spring, and Shen Daiyi soaked in the water, feeling tired, but relieved a lot.

Song Qingyan even massaged her personally, and his skills are good.

After staying on the mountain for a day, Song Qingyan took her back to the city the next day.

Song Qingyan was going back to the company in the afternoon, but he was not in a hurry and took Shen Daiyi to lunch.

The restaurant is near the medical hall. When Shen Daiyi went out to use the bathroom, she ran into her father, Shen Congqing.

Shen Congqing and several professors from the oncology department came here for dinner.

Shen Daiyi called Dad.

Shen Congqing saw her daughter's face was peachy and full of energy, and she thought to herself, in this state, she might be able to be a grandfather in a short time.

Shen Congqing asked: "The marriage leave is over?"

Shen Daiyi nodded: "It's over."

Shen Congqing: "Your mother complained to me that she sent you a message, and you ignored her for several days. When you have time, remember to reply to her message."

These days, she doesn't have time to touch her phone,

Shen Daiyi embarrassed: "Got it."

Then, the professor at the side said: "Isn't this the young female Chinese medicine doctor Shen Daiyi who has become very well-known on the Internet recently? It turns out that she is your old Shen's daughter."

Having said that, the other professors were immediately impressed.

"Your daughter is very hot recently."

"The group of old guys in the Chinese Medicine Hospital are very happy."

Shen Congqing couldn't help feeling proud: "She still has a lot to learn."

Shen Daiyi was praised by the way.

For lunch, I ate with Shen Congqing and several oncology professors and doctors.

Shen Daiyi resumed her normal routine of daily life, and soon, it was another Children's Day.

Now, apart from going to the clinic, I also go to Fuda to study with several old Chinese medicine practitioners.

Today is the class of Professor Xu.

On WeChat, Zhang Jing sent a message: "Doctor Shen, the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine is a bit big, please tell me when you arrive, the professor asked me to take care of you."

Shen Daiyi replied "Okay, I'm sorry."

Song Qingyan caught a glimpse and asked, "Does Zhang Jing have no girlfriend?"