Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

"You will not."

Song Weiyi's lips curled up slightly: "Let's try it."

Qiao Zhichu's expression changed slightly.

This kind of thing...Song Weiyi is also capable of doing it.

Don't be fooled by his appearance as a gentleman, well-dressed, he actually has a black heart and dirty hands.

Seeing her like this, Song Weiyi's interest was aroused again: "The girl who hit the back of my car last time seemed to be pretty good."

"Song Weiyi!"

"Is she your best friend?" he asked. "She looks more advanced than Chen Yuanyuan."

Qiao Zhichu was a little panicked.

Wen Banmeng is her best friend and has taken good care of her over the years.

She didn't want to involve Ban Meng at all!

But, that day, Wen Banmeng was obviously very interested in Song Weiyi!

If he takes the initiative to contact Ban Meng, something bad will happen!

Song Weiyi looked at her with interest and said, "Then, it's her."

"No!" Qiao Zhichu said immediately, "Song Weiyi, if you dare to have any feelings for Ban Meng, I, I..."

"Hmm? What else can you do to me?"

Qiao Zhichu always thought that in this game, she could plan every step carefully and control the overall situation.

But, she was wrong.

As long as Song Weiyi has the slightest idea, she will lose everything and be doomed.

"Wen Banmeng can't do that, absolutely not!" Qiao Zhichu stressed again, "Song Weiyi, I... was wrong."

She began to give in.

Song Weiyi put out the cigarette in his hand, his eyes filled with the emotion of looking at prey.

Qiao Zhichu sat astride him, close to his chest, and her voice became gentle: "I know I was wrong, and I will never dare to do it again."

"What did I do wrong?"

“You shouldn’t have resigned.”

"only this?"

Qiao Zhichu gritted her teeth and said, "Shouldn't I have disturbed your dinner?"

Song Weiyi's expression still seemed dissatisfied.

"In short, everything is my fault," Qiao Zhichu took all the responsibility, "You can punish me however you want."

"I am very dissatisfied with what you did today."

"I'll go and toast everyone in the box and apologize."

Song Weiyi lightly hooked her chin with his fingertips: "Chen Yuanyuan can't do it, Wen Banmeng can't do it, who can do it? Only you can do it?"

"Yes," Qiao Zhichu replied simply, "No woman in Sicheng can do it, only I, Qiao Zhichu, can do it!"

He pinched her waist: "Where does your confidence come from?"

“…You gave it to me.”

Song Weiyi suddenly stood up, and Qiao Zhichu quickly hooked her arms around his neck and hung on him like a koala.

She buried her head in his shoulder and said in a very low voice: "You don't know, I heard Si Pan'er say that you have other women, and you keep them by your side and have a close relationship with them. I'm almost going crazy."

After saying this, Qiao Zhichu felt that Song Weiyi's body stiffened slightly.

Men, it turns out, are more willing to be treated softly than to be treated hard.

She added: "When I saw it was Chen Yuanyuan, I suddenly wasn't so angry anymore."

"I know you did it on purpose."

"But I still don't want you to have another woman around you."

"So, I went to make a scene."

"You don't like her that much, you like me more, right?"

Qiao Zhichu tilted her head slightly, her red lips touching the skin behind his ear.

I don’t know whose lips touched whose first.

She hooked her arms around his neck, her kissing skills already developed by him, and she clung to him with all her might.

Both of them's breathing became completely disordered.