After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

Luo Qing's death was deeply buried in an untouchable position by Song Xingli, but the figure who jumped down became a frequent visitor in the dream, and he was still unwilling to let him go in the dream.

He knew what position Luo Qing held in his heart. He used to be his best brother, his best younger brother. He regretted not seeing Luo Qing when he was in the hospital. Qing said something nicely and angrily, let alone saying happy birthday to Luo Qing.

It was Luo Qing's 29th birthday. She hadn't turned 30, hadn't reached her thirties, and hadn't married yet, so she left this world.

So this regret is a regret that he can't let go of.

In order to make up for his unforgettable regret, he handed over all the sketches drawn by Luo Qing to Min An, hoping that Min An could help him rework them.

Naturally, there was an agreement between them, that is, Min An could do him this favor, but he would draw a portrait of his body afterwards.

He agreed.

In fact, he also took this opportunity to know more about this man, Min An, but it seems that this Min An doesn't seem to have any unreasonable thoughts about him, and he really just wants to draw him.

This also made him more interested in Min An.

He had a premonition that something might happen between him and Min An, otherwise, how could he take the initiative to contact a man, he was the first man who made him take the initiative besides Shi Jin.

But he didn't tell Shi Jin about this matter, and he didn't let Shi Jin know every time he went to Min An.Although he knew that Shi Jin would quietly follow him every time, for fear that he would do something.

The more nervous and afraid Shi Jin is, the more rebellious he becomes.

This belated rebellion made him unscrupulously stepping on Shi Jin's bottom line, seeing Shi Jin angry but not daring to say what he looked like, he felt strongly that Shi Jin could still be so angry.

And this time, Min An, he hoped that he would be a man of integrity.

Can give him a chance to let him get out of the cage that he dare not love, let him get out, and feel the passionate love again.

The next day—

The first thing I do after waking up is to make a phone call to my good partner, planning to go to the studio to block Min An and play with him after finishing my work.

"Ying Guang, I have already planned to officially start the performance in October, and I may need your help then, do you have a schedule in October?"

After Song Xingli received the information about the venue planning yesterday, he began to look for a partner for his performance. Although he planned to continue performing and dancing as a solo dancer, he still needed teammates.

Some classic plays require an entire team to support rich content.

In China, he is most familiar with his partner Xia Yingguang when he joined the dance troupe in high school, but he needs to inquire about Xia Yingguang's schedule. After all, Xia Yingguang works in the dance troupe and may not have time.

He listened to the slightly surprised tone of his friend Xia Yingguang on the other end of the phone: "Have you already started preparing for your solo performance?"

"Well, I'm ready, but I'm not completely a solo dancer, I still hope to present some classic repertoires. So I will set up a dance company of my own and run it by myself."

"Of course I'm free!"

Song Xingli lowered his head and smiled: "I thought Chief Xia's October schedule was full."

"I resigned from the position of chief, and now I am temporarily unemployed. I originally wanted to go abroad for further study to see if I could take other paths related to ballet, but my girlfriend refused."

Song Xingli was a little surprised, he didn't expect Xia Yingguang to leave immediately after staying in this dance troupe for more than ten years: "Why... did you leave?"

"Sometimes I have to think about things at this age. My girlfriend and I plan to get married at the end of the year. She hopes that I can change jobs and find a more stable ballet-related job to spend more time with her. .You also know that like our 360 five days in the dance troupe, we revolve around the earth forever, and sometimes we have no choice but to go with the team.”

Xia Yingguang's words were like the force to push down the wall, making Song Xingli shake the regret of coming back in the first place, so it sounds like he doesn't have to regret it.

He thinks that everyone who pursues art should be persistent and have a heart to become a great man. He also laughed at the heroine Peggy in the movie "Red Ling Yan" who gave up ballet for love, and now he seems to feel it It turns out that it is difficult for everyone to become a great man.

Because no one can be expressionless and unshakable about the emotions they have, everyone will be shaken, it's just a matter of sooner or later.

He is not the most humiliated one, everyone loses face in love, and there is no need for him to regret giving up a career and returning to China, at least he is decisive and happy when he chooses dancing or fashion.

Although he was unsatisfactory after returning to China, he was bullied miserably.

But whoever he is in Song Xingli, everyone may have no way out, but Song Xingli will never be no way out, in front of him is a bright road within reach, as long as he thinks, he will definitely be able to get it.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected a thin figure, and the loose shirt set off the slender waist.

When Shi Jin walked into the room, he saw Song Xingli standing in front of the balcony in his own shirt and making a phone call. His lower body had nothing on, and he was extremely cool.

The long shirt hides the slightly warped curves, and the lower body reveals the slender and straight legs. The overly seductive scene is quite impactful in the early morning. It was obviously just done last night, but when facing the beloved, dopamine will be secreted at any time.

"Then you want to come by my side?"

Just as Shi Jin took a step forward, he heard Song Xingli say these words to the other end of the phone, his expression darkened instantly, who is that wild man?

Min An?

Recently, in order to sort out the men around Song Xingli, he has become like a jealous husband, careful, step by step, listening to the wind of wild men at all times, but even this still can't stop some people who want to get close to Song Xingli.

He felt that his nerves were about to collapse to the extreme, but he still didn't know how to deal with it.

Because if Song Xingli doesn't accept him for a day, he won't be able to do it again. Now he can only desperately maintain the last physical relationship. This relationship is his last fortress. If this fortress is pushed away, he will have nothing. up.

If you can't keep Song Xingli, what he does is meaningless.

He worked so hard to let Song Xingli live a carefree life, to make Song Xingli have everything he likes at his fingertips, if he loses Song Xingli, he loses all motivation in life, Song Xingli is like oxygen to him exist.

How can you lose oxygen if you want to live.

His eyes fell on Song Xingli's back, his deep and silent eyes revealed complex meanings that were difficult to analyze, and his eyes were extremely paranoid and persistent.

Song Xingli listened to Xia Yingguang saying that of course he could. He couldn't help laughing after hearing this, then his first performance should go well. Although he and Xia Yingguang have only been partners for three years, the tacit understanding is hard to wear off. Get it back easily.

I knew it when I made my debut.

It's just that his condition was not very good at that time, but from today onwards he won't.

"Then let's meet sometime, um, okay, I'll wait for your message."

The moment he hung up the phone, he felt a powerful arm tightly encircling his waist, clinging to his waist and abdomen behind him with a sense of punishment.

"Who are you calling? Huh?"

The warmth close to the ear and the seemingly casual words are threatening, the voice is deep and hoarse, dangerous and ambiguous.

Song Xingli looked up at the reflection of the two of them embracing on the floor-to-ceiling window. Seeing Shijin's gloomy expression and sassy tone, he turned his head slightly, raised his hand to stroke Shijin's cheek and chuckled softly.

"Are you jealous again?"

This lazy and intentionally protracted ending sounded seductive, and this hand was even more unscrupulous in fanning the flames.

Shi Jin's face was livid, does he still eat less vinegar every day, just can he let him not be jealous for a little while.

Seeing that Shi Jin didn't speak, Song Xingli knew that the man must have been pissed off, so he smiled more happily. He squeezed Shi Jin's earlobe with his hand, turned to face Shi Jin, and said casually:

"Then you may still need to be jealous for a long time, because the man I called just now is not Min An."

After speaking, Shi Jin pushed away and wanted to go out, the corners of his lips were smiling openly.

Before he could take a step, Shi Jin grabbed his wrist, and he was pressed against the balcony door.

The hands are pressed on both sides of the head in this way, which is a forced oppression movement.

It seemed that Shi Jin was really angry.

The coolness of the glass window caused the skin to tremble through the thin shirt. He looked at Shang Shijin with extremely deep eyes, which reflected his appearance as if shrouded in a haze, knowing that Shi Jin was angry.

But he just thinks it's fun when Shi Jin gets angry.

"Who is that person?" Shi Jin asked in a deep voice, he didn't clamp Song Xingli's hands very hard, he just didn't let go: "Why did you say that to him? When did you meet other men?"

"Just a client."

When Shi Jin heard the word 'customer', his expression froze for a moment, but he soon returned to normal: "What customer? Who is that person? Where did you get the customer from?"

The smile on the corners of Song Xingli's lips never faded. He looked directly into Shang Shijin's sullen eyes: "Why should I tell who that person is? Why can't I have clients? I need someone to invest, can't I? You You can call Luo Qing a client, but can't I say that person is a client?"

These words that directly ignited the gunpowder instantly detonated the jealousy that had been suppressed and buried in Shi Jin's heart.

"No, you can't have other men besides me. You don't need clients, you don't need any investment. I'm your bank. I can give you whatever money you want." Shi Jin bowed his head and bit. Song Xingli rubbed his lower lip several times with the intention of punishment.

Song Xingli felt the pain in his lower lip and frowned. He wanted to push Shi Jin away, but his hands were restrained. He wanted to lift his feet, but Shi Jin's legs stuck in the middle and crushed him. This posture was too extreme. The ambiguous humiliation and the strong sense of oppression made him a little angry.

"Shi Jin, do you think you have the money to pave the way for me now? We are divorced, and all your property is with me. I can do anything for myself. It is also my business that I need someone to invest. I just don't want to If you want it, you have no right to control me, if you do this again, I won't let you touch me again, I'm going to find Min An."

The word 'Min'an' is like a switch of anger and jealousy. In Shi Jin's ears, the frequency of this person is different from the frequency of those men before, because it was the name that Song Xingli brought up on his own initiative, and when he pronounced this name, he always heard it. It's a happy tone.

He was so jealous.

"You can't go to Min An." Shi Jin let go of Song Xingli's lower lip. He saw that Song Xingli's lower lip was a little red from being bitten by himself, and rubbed it lightly with his fingertips: "If you keep running If you find Min An, I will try to lock you up, you can try it."

Song Xingli smiled disapprovingly: "You can try it too. If you dare to touch me like this, I will ignore you. You don't even have physical friends."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the hem of his clothes lifted slightly, and there was some coolness behind him, and his back was stuck to the glass without the clothes blocking him.

Makes me shudder.

"Xing Xing, I've hurt you for so long, but you're so bad, I'm really angry." Shi Jin's hand directly touched Song Xingli's slightly cool waist, and his other hand protected Song Xingli's waist. Waist, with grievance and sullen tone: "I want to stay by your side, I want to make myself better, I don't want to hide myself anymore, but you can't see me anymore."

Fragmented kisses fell on the cheeks and neck, scattered, and finally bit the Adam's apple, and the body against the cool glass gradually rose to heat.

Song Xingli was forced to raise his head, his Adam's apple was surrounded by heat and humidity, his breathing and humidity were entangled, which also disturbed his breathing rhythm, and the arm pressed by Shi Jin on the glass began to feel sweaty.

"...Shi Jin, don't be in heat early in the morning, I will go out to meet people later."

If you have an appointment with Min An, you can't be late.

"Why do you still think about other men now?" Shi Jin bit his delicate Adam's apple hard, and was a little comforted when he heard the muffled groan: "Can't I feed you enough? Who was crying last night? Say no Who? Who can't come again? Why can you turn around and find other men the next day?"

Song Xingli's ears turned red, and his neck was also stained with star spots of blush: "Shi Jin, you are really enough, move out of my house like this again!"

Now it's really like being in heat, and it doesn't stop.

If it weren't for him practicing dancing, everyone else's waist might be broken.

"Who do you want to let in when I move out? Qi Wenzhan, Chu Xingqi is still your new love, Min An, no, there was another man on the phone just now, is that man?" Shi Jin put down his hands that clamped Song Xingli.

Push open the balcony glass door with one hand.

There is a hanging chair on the balcony, swaying with the breeze.

The high-rise Tianshu with a wide view has no other buildings on the opposite side, and no one will see what you do.

Song Xingli only felt the world spinning, and the whole person was caught off guard and was pressed on the hanging chair. He raised his eyes in amazement to meet Shi Jin with red eyes, and his eyes were full of grievances with anger towards him, as if he would do this. that's wrong.

Suddenly he laughed speechlessly: "Shi Jin, it seems like it's my fault that you are like this now, who didn't cherish it in the first place, it was you who didn't cherish it, now that I'm free, why can't I be with other men? Can't you?"

"You must me." Shi Jin's tone was firm, he put his hand on Song Xingli's heart, and gently poked it: "Your body has already told me."

Song Xingli couldn't help making a muffled groan, blushing from his own voice, but he was not to be outdone:

"That's all you have. You have the ability to conquer me with other things."

"It was you who conquered me with your body, and I was conquered by you." Shi Jin leaned close to Song Xingli, clearly capturing the obsession in Song Xingli's eyes and the obedience of his body: "You like me being conquered by you like this, don't you?" Is it? I will do whatever you want me to do, but other people don't have to, they won't be as good as me. "

"Are you good?" Song Xingli felt the irregularity of his lower body and wanted to test it, so he couldn't help laughing: "Then don't move."

"Okay, I won't move." Shi Jin just put it there and didn't move.

Song Xingli: "..."

After only two seconds of stalemate, the hanging chair began to shake 'babbling', in broad daylight.

"...No time to come in, I'm going to find Min An later."

When Song Xingli talked about Shi Jin, he became even more fierce: "You are very tired, I will not let you have the strength to go to Min An."

"Shi Jin, don't go too far." Song Xingli covered his eyes with his arms, this lunatic!

"I have never followed my own ideas, and now I want to tell you all without reservation, I love you very much, I want to stick to you all the time, I don't want to be separated from you for a long time, I don't want you to be here Abroad and abroad, I don't want you to be so busy, I want to love you all the time..." Shi Jin was rampant, but he whispered softly in Song Xingli's ear, with a slight tremor in his voice:

"I want to be with you all the time, and I don't want to be separated from you for a single step."

These seven long years were his most painful wait.

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