After being tagged by the boss of the scumbag ex-wife

Last time.

Well, the last time Zhu Sui spoke in this voice...

The shoulders were slightly cold, and Zhu Sui's fingers rubbed Song Zhen's shoulders through the material.

Song Zhen only felt the heat in her ears. The time she begged Zhu Sui, that... was the time of estrus...

"me……"

Zhu Sui raised his eyebrows.

Song Zhen muttered for a long time, with water in his eyes, he said, "I'm awake now."

The voice was soft, with a small hint of begging for mercy.

It is almost face to face, Zhu Sui can clearly see that the nearby almond eyes are slightly rounded, filled with water vapor, as if disrupting the sparkling water on the surface of a pool, and seeming to sprinkle a lot of stars into the eyes, like that When looking at people with a helpless frown, I always feel that the inside reflects the bright fire, like two rare gems.

People want to see clearly, want to... own.

Zhu Sui's lips pressed against Song Zhen's ear, almost without hesitation, he kissed him lightly.

Very light, very shallow, hardly any lust in it.

Even so, Song Zhen trembled again as if frightened, Zhu Sui moved away again, raised his eyes, and the tears in the nearby almond eyes were filled again, as if they would overflow at any moment.

Zhu Sui lowered his eyes and smiled, his slender eyelashes fell down, like a small fan rubbing against Song Zhenxin, itching slightly.

"Sister, why are you so shy..."

The voice was slow, and it was hard to tell whether there was a lot of sighing in it, or the tone of ridicule was heavy.

Song Zhen's neck was red from such a little contact.

Last time, there was only a layer of darkness covering her, and she had nothing on her body. She could still remember the strength of Zhu Sui holding her waist, and those hands pressed her tightly against her struggle. , can't...

She, she can't...

The more she cringed inwardly, the more pitiful Song Zhen's expression made people want to bully.

Zhu Sui raised his eyelids and looked at each other again, but she didn't speak, Song Zhen seemed to be about to cry the next moment.

After moving, the tip of Zhusui's nose rubbed against Song Zhen's chin, and as soon as he raised his head, he could kiss the other party's fair neck.

With such a small change, Zhu Sui's strength faded unconsciously, and Song Zhen no longer felt overwhelmed.

And Zhu Sui raised his head, letting the light hit her face unreservedly, dispelling the darkness in the eyes, the pupils showed a translucent brown color, like clear amber embedded in her beautiful face.

Song Zhen was taken aback.

Zhu Sui stared at her for a moment, his expression was focused, and his eyes were full of sincerity.

"What are you shaking, are you afraid..."

"Then I won't move, can you come?"

"Use your omega's instincts to please me, huh?"

The ending is upturned, teasing.

Song Zhen: "Why..."

Zhu Sui narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression revealed a rare anxiety, "Do you need me to please..."

Paused, the tone was wrong again, chewing playfully and calling, "Sister."

The long finger slowly stuck Song Zhen's neck to the neck, stroking gently, suggesting that the meaning should not be too strong.

"I want to smell your scent and release pheromones, do you need me too? You?"

Song Zhen was burned by Zhu Sui's seriousness in learning how to speak, and shook her head. After a while, Zhu Sui smelled the citrus scent that belonged to Song Zhen alone. It was sweet and delicious, which made her grind her teeth secretly.

"I can't control it well yet, you, don't mind." The newly differentiated omega looked very weak.

Weak and soft, Zhu Sui's fingers even wanted to use some strength to rub out another sweet and greasy voice in the other party's throat.

But she held back in the end, the hint was in place, and she just looked at Song Zhen like this.

Don't force, don't rush, let Song Zhen take every subtle expression on her face into his eyes, let Song Zhen judge by himself, what step can she take to please her...

After a while, Zhu Sui looked at Song Zhen who was close by, his lips were slightly parted, and the water inside could be seen from a close distance. The tip of his tongue was between the upper and lower teeth, as if he was about to protrude, or as if he was being bitten by the teeth. In the red and white colors, Zhu Sui couldn't move his eyes away.

She couldn't take her eyes off, and no matter how close she was, she could see those two lips trembling, soft and sticky like jelly, slowly and leisurely, sticking to her lips.

Zhu Sui sighed in his heart, as if he got some satisfaction.

His long eyes drooped slightly, he relaxed his strength, and parted his lips, allowing Song Zhen to lead the kiss.

Maybe he was too nervous, or maybe he was too unfamiliar. Song Zhen didn't control his strength well, and pressed Zhu Sui's shoulder too hard. She pushed into the sofa...

The sound of water is broken and stirred.

Song Zhen's breathing became chaotic, but Zhu Sui's breathing became more and more heavy...

I don't know when, the two changed positions, Song Zhen was pushed into the sofa, Zhu Sui bowed his head to kiss her, the kiss started by her, and finally the initiative was handed over to Zhu Sui, and Song Zhen was already Dizzy, almost anything and everything...

Zhu Sui's scorching breath brushed against her cheeks, and the other's icy hair brushed against her skin from time to time. The two completely different body sensations made her feel like jumping repeatedly in ice and fire...

This kiss lasted for a long time, and the exchange of the two pheromones made Song Zhen feel a very light pleasure...

Like that indescribable night...

……

Today's bamboo age is not too much.

The final deep kiss ended with yet another temporary marker.

But this time, being coaxed by Zhu Sui, Song Zhen also bit Zhu Sui's glands, the feeling of pheromone blooming between his lips and teeth, cool and sweet, made Song Zhen feel more and more the wonder that belongs to AO ...

……

Song Zhen slept in the master bedroom.

After a kiss, I don't know if it was just differentiated, released for a long time, but finally found that the pheromone could not be received.

Zhu Sui was afraid that she would be marked after differentiation, and had never actively released pheromones, and had been trying to suppress it. The glands may have been suppressed for too long, so she didn't force her to close the doors and windows, open the ventilation system, and hug her... …

Closing his eyes in extreme fatigue, Song Zhen was unwilling to calm down.

Song Zhen knew that the crux still lay with Song's father.

Zhu Sui is very generous, but she doesn't want to take advantage of others. Besides, she has taken advantage of the other party enough. To a certain extent, Song Zhen also wants to give the other party the respect they deserve.

Yes, such a nice person.

He will still hug her and coax her to sleep...

Thinking of this, the inner balance that had been stalemate for a while finally began to tilt, and after a few moments, the entangled matter had its final direction——

She still decided to tell Father Song.

Before, he was worried that with Cheng's mother around, things would get out of hand, and Song's father was angry at Cheng's mother.

After settling down, Song Zhen decided to leave Cheng's mother aside and have a chat with Song's father alone after the dinner.

Divorce is not a trivial matter, prepare the medicine, no, perhaps let Father Song take a medicine first, and then she...

Miraculously, once a decision is made, the inner anxiety dissipates almost instantly.

Under Zhu Sui's caress on his back, wrapped in the other party's pheromone, Song Zhen quickly fell asleep.

As soon as the sky is bright, the breath is full of dreamlike mint aroma.

Belongs, bamboo-year-old smell.

Song Zhen looked at the time, fell into a deep sleep, and woke up near noon.

There was no one around.

Walking out of the master bedroom, the aunt who was cooking saw Song Zhen, "Dragon Boat Festival is good, Miss Zhu asked me to tell you before she leaves, she will go home, and you don't have to wait for her for lunch..."

After a pause, he said with a smile, "The dishes will be ready soon. If you want to eat, I will make you a steamed custard. If you don't want to eat, just wait for lunch."

Song Zhen grabbed his hair, touched his mobile phone, and found that Zhu Sui also sent him a message.

[Sister Yi's home made zongzi and asked me to get them, sister, take a good rest and be back soon]

Song Zhen sniffed, typed, [OK]

Putting down the phone, he smiled at his aunt, "Hi Dragon Boat Festival, don't bother me, I'll wait for lunch."

When the door of Song's father's hotel was knocked, he thought it was Song Zhen who came, which was strange.

Yesterday I found out that the children are very tired recently, obviously everyone made an appointment for dinner today, at this point...

Opening the door, it was not Song Zhen outside the door, but the smiling Zhu Sui.

After saying hello, Zhu Sui stretched out his hand to hand over a bag. Father Song opened it and saw that it was a neat bunch of zongzi.

It's not the kind sold outside, but it looks like it was made at home. The lotus leaves are neat and tidy, and when you open it, you can smell the fragrance of lotus leaves.

"Uncle Song, I just picked up the zongzi made by my family in the morning. When I came back and drove past here, I just thought that I had a good relationship with you yesterday, so I brought some for you, put them in the suitcase, and take them back to Jiangcheng to eat. specialty."

"What's so funny..."

"It's okay, I'll just do it, it's not a gift box, it's not worth much, I hope you don't mind it."

What Zhu Sui said, Father Song's hand that wanted to hand the zongzi back stopped again.

It's not expensive, it's a matter of thought.

Sending it specially for him, if you push it again, it will look like you look down on other people's things.

Bamboo Years was right, Father Song would definitely not want the gift box, and it seemed strange to send it specially, but the cheap ones at home were just a matter of affection, which made people in a dilemma.

Moreover, Song's father lived alone for many years, so he couldn't say such things at home.

He is usually busy enough to be a teacher, how can he have time to make zongzi meticulously by himself!

This……

Father Song finally picked it up, took it over, looked at the time, and suggested: "Master Zhu, have you eaten yet? I might trouble you to make a special trip... Otherwise, shall I treat you to lunch?"

Zhu Sui laughed, and naturally he would not refuse: "That's kind!"

Cheng's mother went back to the hotel after lunch, thinking about which scenic spots to visit in Shangjing in the afternoon, and after thinking about it, she felt that she should go to discuss with Lao Song first, and invite Cheng Lang and Song Zhen to lead the meal. Son, what grade of restaurant should I choose, whether to eat Chinese food or Western food, if I go to eat hot pot, will it look less formal...

Before he finished thinking, he looked at a car on the side of the road and felt very familiar, it looked like Cheng Lang's section chief.

Shaking his head and laughing at himself for thinking too much, it was all a coincidence that he was able to send them here yesterday, how could it be possible to come again today, others also have a holiday!

Before he finished shaking the head, suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw Lao Song coming out from the hotel entrance far away, talking and laughing with Zhu Sui, Cheng's mother was taken aback.

With such a dazed effort, he watched Zhu Sui and Lao Song get into the car.

When Cheng's mother realized that she should go up to say hello, and then catch up, the car started, but the hello was not said, and the exhaust fume smudged her face, causing her to cough and pat her chest.

Cheng's mother was surprised when she realized that the chief of the bamboo section was looking for Lao Song, why didn't she look for her?

Or, came to find them, she just missed? ?

Cheng's mother immediately regretted that she ate this meal too early, it must be Zhu Sui who went to her door and couldn't find anyone!

After missing a social opportunity and eating a lot of car exhaust, Cheng's mother turned around and went into the hotel, her face full of displeasure!

Song Zhenquan told Zhu Sui about Father Song's taste.

Zhu Sui thought about it, and finally took people to a private kitchen, the kind of restaurant where Song's father couldn't find a place to pay for it. The dishes were not expensive, and they only served members and kept accounts directly.

Father Song ate two bowls of rice.

Zhu Sui looked at it and thought it was a good choice, so he put some money into it before leaving.

Father Song intended to treat guests, but it turned out that the money was paid by Zhu Sui, so I was extremely embarrassed.

Zhu Sui chatted with Song's father from all over the world, and said that it was okay, because he was not thoughtful, forgot that they were a private cook, and said that there was still time in the future, and Song's father would treat guests at night, so there was no rush.

Zhu Sui has his own way of dealing with people. In the end, Song's father was coaxed into obedience. Song's father also praised Zhu Sui, saying that she is a good young man and very outstanding.

Song's father was also a solid person, boasting that even a thick-skinned Zhu Sui felt flattered and overjoyed.

Zhu Sui was embarrassed, "Where is it? It's not that good. My brother and sister are much better than me..."

"Why can't I afford it? At Sui Sui's age, you are the second lieutenant colonel I have ever met. The first one was decades ago. In peaceful times, first-class merit is not so easy to get. The friend from before It's a civilian job, and you were promoted from major after you got a job, you really started to be promoted from second lieutenant, the gold content of the military rank is even higher..."

Yes, after some exchanges, Song's father has already kindly called Zhu Sui by his nickname.

Seeing that Zhu Sui didn't believe his praise, he really broke up with Zhu Sui to prove that he didn't talk nonsense.

Hearing these words, Zhu Sui only felt lighter.

I thought to myself that my father had good eyesight, so I only put on a shy smile on my face.

Father Song: "Don't think I'm joking, I'm serious, you are the second lieutenant colonel I've seen at your age, don't think I've seen less, back then I..."

"How could it be, I didn't mean that..."

Rubbing her head, Zhu Sui smiled, it was a proud horseshoe disease, she was praised a lot outside, but it still felt different when being praised by an honest person like Father Song.

Especially Song's father is Song Zhen's father, this feeling, this taste, I always feel that it is even more wonderful!

It's hard to describe, but it's very high-spirited and very inspiring! !

Seeing Zhu Sui's bright smile, Father Song was suspicious: "Really?"

Zhu Sui smiled from ear to ear: "Yes, yes, really, I know you really praised me, how can I not believe you, hahaha, Dad."

Father Song nodded.

After walking two steps, feeling wrong again, Father Song turned around, "Wait, what did you just call me?"

Zhu Sui thought about it for a while, and his smile froze for an instant...

Oops, I'm so happy, I called out the name in my heart! !