Quick travel guide: The male god is jealous of himself every day

Song Wenjing's fingers were rubbing the zipper of her skirt. She felt a chill on her waist and shrank subconsciously, but he pulled her back.

Perhaps he heard her inner thoughts, so he stood up and took off his pants.

Yan Kai finally had a chance to breathe. He showed a hint of fear at the right time. He hugged the quilt and said, "Can we not... do this?"

She thought of something and became frightened. She said to make up for it: "I'm just scared, nothing else. I'm not used to it."

Song Wenjing paused and hugged her tightly, "Yanyan, you have to know that nothing in the world is so cheap."

He was used to plundering, and his tone was inevitably tough.

Seeing her eyes darken, with an expression of despair, he pressed her forehead, "Don't worry, I won't make it to the last step."

Yan Kai sneered, man.

His fingers traced her thighs, as if with magic, pulling everyone together to sink.

Yan Kai gasped slightly, his eyes were distracted, and his fingers gripped the sheets tightly.

Song Wenjing rubbed her neck and felt a little aggrieved when he saw her sleeping deeply.

But he couldn't bear to disturb her, so he hugged her and washed her.

"Add 5 to the favorability, and the current favorability is 55."

When Yan Kai woke up the next day, he checked his favorability score. The man was so realistic that even his favorability score increased by the last minute.

She felt uncomfortable being restrained and moved her arms. Song Wenjing's breathing changed. She was about to wake up. She was startled and quickly closed her eyes.

It's just that his acting skills are really poor, his chaotic breathing and trembling eyelashes can be seen through directly.

Song Wenjing didn't call her, touched the hair beside her ear, and was about to kiss her.

Yan Kai quickly opened his eyes, dodged back, and said in a panic, "You, you're awake."

He tightened his grip on her arm, looked at the panic in her eyes, and lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in her eyes.

I pushed too hard last night and was scared of him.

Song Wenjing stood up, dangled naked in front of her, and slowly put on her clothes.

Then he dug her out of the bed and pecked her on the mouth, "Change your clothes and I'll take you out for a walk."

Yan Kai blurted out and wanted to refuse, but when he met his dark eyes, he swallowed the words in his mouth.

She grabbed the quilt and said softly: "I'm a little tired, can you not go?"

Song Wenjing's cautious attitude made Song Wenjing feel sour.

In the past, she would have raised her chin, grabbed his ears, and told him clearly that she wasn't going, that she was tired and wanted to rest.

Instead of trying to compromise now, cautiously asking him if he could not go?

He was irritated, so he rolled her up in the quilt and put her on the bed, "Okay, you have a good rest. I'll call someone to pick you up tonight."

Seeing that she was obviously relieved, he felt anxious, picked up his clothes and walked out quickly.

Yan Kai snorted coldly, "A man who puts on his pants and refuses to admit his fault is a scumbag."

Song Wenjing returned to the company and sat face to face with He Xing without saying a word.

He Xing felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw it, and he tentatively asked, "Is Miss Yan back?"

He nodded, "Back."

He Xing felt that things must not be that simple, otherwise why would the big boss look like his parents were dead?

Song Wenjing held the cigarette and said, "She looks unhappy."

Fortunately, he was not surprised, but he was surprised that he was happy. If he had been Miss Yan, she would have stabbed him to death. "What did you do?"

The big boss must have forced him to come back, and he was still happy, so it would have been nice if he didn't slap him.

Song Wenjing rolled her eyes and put out the cigarette, "It's nothing."

How could he tell outsiders about such a private matter? He still had a bit of shame.

He Xing said: "According to my many years of experience, if you want to please others, you must grasp other people's preferences. The key is not to force."

He felt that he had become a personal butler, and he was afraid that the big boss would do something evil again if his brain got mad.

Song Wenjing paused, "What if it's been forced?"

He Xing:……

Destroy it, there is no chance.

The system prompts Yan Kai that Song Wenjing is watching her on the surveillance camera.

She silently put down the painting in her hand, sat on the balcony of the study room, propped up her chin, and looked into the distance with empty eyes.

After sitting motionless for an hour, she slowly got up and took the paintbrush. She didn't know what to draw for a long time, so she could only retreat to the bed and sleep.

The performance of a hopeless life is 100% accurate.

Song Wenjing knocked on the table, was she bored?

He called someone over and ordered in an orderly manner: "Go buy some clothes and send them to my house, as well as jewelry that girls like."

"You also need matching bags and other items, high heels and flat shoes. The most important thing is to be comfortable, and prepare some women's daily necessities."

He paused and accurately reported the measurements and measurements.

"Send another evening dress and jewelry to my house."

Song Wenjing held her chin up, thinking that there was probably nothing missing, so she asked people to go out and called He Xing, "Contact a doctor who treats legs abroad and ask for the best."

Fortunately, he knew what was going on as soon as he heard it and responded hurriedly.

Song Wenjing finished everything and looked at the picture on the monitor. She was sleeping. Was she too tired?

He rubbed her face with his fingers and frowned, she had slept for too long.

He got up and drove back in his car.

He dug her out from under the quilt, looked at her sleepy look, and felt a little softer, "Yanyan, let's sleep somewhere else."

We can't stay in this place, what if she misses others after seeing things? What if Xu Yi comes back and hooks up with her again?

This place is a place of right and wrong.

Yan Kai was shocked by his sudden movements, "Now? I haven't packed my things yet."

Song Wenjing held the person with one hand and held the shoes with the other, "I don't want the things anymore. I will have them when I get there. If you don't have them, buy them again."

As soon as Yan Kai woke up, he was carried to the flat floor in the city center in a daze.

Song Wenjing put her on the sofa and watched her hugging her legs and sitting obediently in a corner, her eyes softening.

The doorbell rang, and a group of people filed in carrying things.

There were all babies wearing clothes and shoes, and there were people from jewelry stores holding jewelry.

The personal stylist stood aside and said respectfully: "Miss Yan, please let me measure your size."

The designer's eyes were bright, as if he were looking at two gods of wealth.

Yan Kai looked at the battle and silently lowered his eyes. It was so luxurious. Her home in the real world was also extremely rich, and she didn't even mention buying so many things at once.

Being rich doesn't mean being taken advantage of.

Song was so nervous for the first time in his life that his clenched palms were sweating, "Don't you like it? If you don't like it, buy it again."

Yan Kai:......

What a loser.

She shook her head, "I like it very much, thank you."

A word of thanks completely extinguished Song Wenjing's newly boiling blood.

He pursed his lips and said, "As long as you like it."

The surroundings were very quiet, and Yan Kai was very obedient. He stretched out his arms when asked by the designer, like a delicate puppet.