The president is committing suicide

By the time we had lunch, we were already in another city.

Ding Jiaying was extremely worried when she received a call from Xiao Mimi.

The person on the phone also said that Qiao Shen was also looking for her everywhere.

Ding Jiaying glanced at Shen Cong who was sitting next to her, and still called Qiao Shen.

After all, he is a friend and he cares about me so much, so it’s better to let him feel at ease.

I was going to Xin An's place in the afternoon, and Qiao Shen suggested that we have dinner together at the old place in the evening.

Ding Jiaying also had some questions to ask Uncle Daping, which was perfect.

"Then let's meet at the usual place. I might be late, so wait for me."

"No problem. Waiting for the princess is a basic knight's quality."

Although the voices were not loud, the space inside the car was not large either.

Shen Cong should have heard their conversation.

Ding Jiaying turned her head to glance at Shen Cong: "I will go back to the company directly later."

"I have to go back to the company to check it out. Teacher Shen Heng told me to go there in the evening."

"What happened to Shen Heng?"

"She said she wanted to participate in some competition, but she refused to take part in the on-campus competition training."

"This guy is so smart." Last time, Uncle Daping was still saying that this guy was the smartest kid he had ever seen.

Shen Cong looked unhappy and snorted: "It's just an itch. Don't worry about it."

"Whatever you said, how can I ignore it?"

Ding Jiaying's words made Shen Cong's expression relax a little.

Fearing that he would go home and resort to violence, Ding Jiaying patiently said, "You still need to talk to a child nicely and understand him. He understands that you love him and that you are doing this for his own good."

Love? Shen Cong never added this word to the relationship between himself and Shen Heng.

It's just a responsibility. I just don't want him to become another monster.

Shen Cong didn't say anything, as if he was persuaded by her. Ding Jiaying continued, "You have to ask him if he doesn't like that teacher or that method."

"Yeah." Shen Cong responded.

"Forget it. I see you don't know how to chat with a child. I'll talk to him when I get back tonight."

Ding Jiaying's words made Shen Cong visibly happy.

"Why are you driving so fast!"

"Go back quickly."

"The air conditioner is so hot! Why is it still hot even though we've come down the mountain? Shen Cong, are you mentally ill?"

"I was stunned by you."

Ding Jiaying stammered: "You, you, did you take the wrong medicine?"

It was unknown whether Shen Cong had taken the wrong medicine or not, but in the dead of night when Ding Jiaying was struggling to free herself from the whirlpool of huge waves and the warm and humid afterglow covered her whole body, she felt that she must have taken the wrong medicine and had to come to counsel some child.

Shen Heng just went back to sleep, and Shen Cong pulled Ding Jiaying into the bedroom.

She hooked her hands around his neck to barely stand firm in his kiss.

Leaning against the wall with her legs shaking, Ding Jiaying felt that her pleasure and desire made her unable to control herself.

Every step he took, the position of his hands on her waist, the curve of his head when he lowered it, the time when his lips kissed her were all stuck in her heart.

That damn good fit left Ding Jiaying with no reason to refuse.

"……think."

How did she let out her true feelings?

Shen Cong is a person who only listens to what he wants to hear and goes crazy when he hears it.

The body temperature was hot, and later scalding.

She bent her legs and hummed weakly, and he was free from all shackles.

The bedding and mattress were on the floor, and Shen Cong blocked all her whispers with his kiss.

Ah Ying's tears were not filled with sadness, but rather a chaotic and secret joy that could not be expressed in words.

Shen Cong gently kissed away the dangerous salty taste and ruffled her bangs in a hoarse voice.

At the very beginning, Shen Cong seduced her and deliberately showed off in front of her.

He is just jealous and petty. Today she went to have dinner with a man who had designs on her.

His heart was wildly dissatisfied.

But the moment they kissed, she didn't respond with rejection, which made him completely devoted to her and he only wanted her to be happy.

In a daze, all I cared about was her.

Shen Cong held Aying in his arms, his heart full.

He can bring Ah Ying the greatest happiness, which is better than anyone else.

Ah Ying didn't understand how childish this man was at this moment. His red cheeks, slightly swollen lips, and his weak and slightly trembling body made his mind go blank.

Even if she was unwilling to admit it, she loved the man in front of her, at least physically, very honestly and devoutly.

He wasn't drunk, and there was no other reason for him to hang out with me like this. What other reason could there be?

His glowing eyes, the hot breath staring at her, the hands that refused to let go, and the chest that chased her and refused to let her run away all spoke the answer.

There is only Ding Jiaying in his eyes, and he loves her with all his heart.

"Aying, I'm sorry."

When he said this, Ding Jiaying knew what it meant.

He was talking about the concealment and deception that was for his own use, which was not pure and hurt her heart.

However, people need to look forward.

If you can't change the fact that you love someone, and love means belonging, why avoid it?

Ding Jiaying covered his mouth: "I don't want to hear it. Is it true that selling all this energy is just sexual compensation?"

"No."

Ding Jiaying saw Shen Cong today, in Xueye Lane.

Not just today, she saw it many times before.

She pretended not to know.

She was crazy today and wanted to make some willful and reckless promises.

"I'm giving you one chance, not a chance to explain. Only one chance."

Shen Cong looked nervous: "What?"

Ding Jiaying raised her head and kissed him on the lips: "Say you love me until you die."

His lips and teeth opened and closed, his throat was so tense that he couldn't speak, and Shen Cong was a little flustered.

"Don't want to?" Ding Jiaying deliberately pushed him away with a stern face.

He woke up as if from a dream, chased after her and held her tightly in his arms: "I do, I do. I love you, I will love you even if I die, only you."

"Vows are always easy to change."

"No. If I break my oath, I will kill myself."

Kill yourself?

Ding Jiaying thought about what Dr. Liu said and he would really do it.

She regretted that she had spoken so absolutely, as there was no room for maneuver.

Shen Cong was filled with joy, and he felt it was not enough for him to hug Ah Ying and kiss her no matter how much he kissed her.

Along with the kiss, Ding Jiaying's few remaining thoughts also sank.

If you love, then love. If you are crazy, then be crazy.

Why do people make things difficult for themselves.

However, Ding Jiaying overestimated her ability to withstand another storm. When the line of pleasant enjoyment turned into crying and shouting "no", she realized Shen Cong's restraint all along.

The thought of reveling in it without any scruples made them lose all order. Their bodies became incredibly light, and they were thrown left and right by the torrent, unable to find a breakthrough to end it.

The long and exciting activity is probably not suitable for the mature Ding Jiaying.

If Shen Heng hadn't had to get up to go to school the next morning, Shen Cong didn't know how long he would have been busy.

Going to work is impossible.