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Xin Shangzhi reached out and wrapped Song Yike's waist gently into his arms, and Song Yike completely fell into Xin Shangzhi's arms.

Song Yike's whole body was tightly attached to Xin Shangzhi's body, and his head was also buried in front of Xin Shangzhi's heaving chest. The skin that was tightly attached to Xin Shangzhi's chest quickly felt wet. The trace left after he just cried.

Song Yi could see that Xin Shangzhi had a low-grade fever, and his sweat and tears had soaked Xin Shangzhi's thin clothes. In order not to make Xin Shangzhi's illness worse, she wanted to find some clean clothes for him. Put on.

But Xin Shangzhi hugged him tightly, making it difficult for him to move.He just wanted to look up at the expression on Xin Shangzhi's face at the moment, but Xin Shangzhi ruthlessly pressed his chest back. Xin Shangzhi even said in an orderly tone: "Don't move, let me hold you for a while!"

Xin Shangzhi's aura was very unstable, as if he was suppressing some kind of emotion. Song Yike felt that Xin Shangzhi who was hugging him at the moment seemed uncomfortable, and he didn't move when he heard Xin Shangzhi's order, obediently letting go Xin Shangzhi hugged him, and he gently stroked Xin Shangzhi's back from time to time.

It was also at this time that he realized that Xin Shangzhi was so thin.The whole back feels like there is no flesh. If he hadn't seen the perfect muscles on Xin Shangzhi's body with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that he would feel this way when holding Xin Shangzhi...

Feeling very powerless, no matter how tightly he hugs, or how tightly he hugs, he always feels that the person in front of him is an illusory person who will float away in a second if he is not paying attention.

After a long time, Xin Shangzhi rubbed Song Yike's hairy head and let go of him. The pale face and lip color just now finally returned to some normal colors, and it seemed that there was not so much to worry about.

Xin Shangzhi was stunned for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to touch the skin on Song Yike's face, his warm fingertips slid across his sticky skin, and finally stopped on the tear mole at the corner of his eye.

Xin Shangzhi stroked it several times as if admiring it, and Song Yike saw a sense of nostalgia in his eyes for a moment, and a warmth surged in his heart.

The appearance of Xin Shangzhi made him look a little stupid. He looked at Xin Shangzhi in a daze, and felt that Xin Shangzhi's face was getting closer and closer to him, until finally Xin Shangzhi was in front of him. He fell a kiss on the tear mole at the corner of his eye before he realized it.

Xin Shangzhi just tapped it like a superficial touch, and then moved up a bit. When he was about to kiss Song Yike's forehead with wet hair still sticking to it, Song Yike pushed Xin Shangzhi away reflexively: "No, dirty!"

"I've been here since I finished dancing, I haven't had time to wipe..."

Seeing Song Yike pushing him away, Xin Shangzhi was startled for a while, but after hearing Song Yike's explanation, the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc, and then he pulled Song Yike back vigorously, He smiled softly and said, "Not dirty."

"A Song is more charming this way."

Then Xin Shangzhi supported the back of Song Yike's head and leaned over to kiss the corner of his lips, then the tip of his nose, forehead, eyes, and finally Xin Shangzhi kissed his ear, and said in a hoarse and charming voice: "I love so much!"

Xin Shangzhi's warm breath sprayed on his sensitive places, and his voice was like a stream of electricity, making people upset.

Song Yi could see the large wet area on Xin Shangzhi's chest again, so he reached out and touched the wet but hot skirt, "Dirty..."

"Wait for me, I'll find you clean clothes!"

Xin Shangzhi chuckled a few times, lowered his eyes to see all the expressions on his face and the movements of his hands, and directly pressed Song Yike's hand that touched the skirt of his shirt just now, and pulled it straight Come back and buckle at the heartbeat.

When feeling the beating melody of Xin Shangzhi's heart, Song Yike was shocked. Xin Shangzhi's heart rate was so normal that it could no longer be normal, like an electric current, transmitted to the heart along the palm of his hand, which was amazing crazy.

Xin Shangzhi said lightly, "A Song, you belong to me alone..."

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At that time, in the underground garage of China Entertainment Entertainment, a black BMW was slowly backing into the garage. After turning off the lights, it stopped for a long time. Only the sound of a lighter turning could be heard from the quiet underground garage.

A few minutes later, the person in the car got out of the car and threw the cigarette butt on the ground and pressed it out with the sole of his shoe. The dim light stretched his figure to a huge length. The black clothes, black peaked cap and black mask gave off a strong sense of oppression. .

Zhao Yicheng stepped on the custom-made leather shoes and walked towards the elevator, and there was a rattling echo from the huge parking garage.

As soon as Zhao Yicheng reached the corner, a black shadow rushed forward and pushed him to the ground.

"Who?

Ah, let go...let go...let go...I..."

The man was thick and strong, his hands pressed down on his throat like iron blocks, making him unable to move, and the sound he made was also fragmented, like the last call for help of a dying person.

After a few seconds, a greasy man with an unshaven beard and a plaster cast on one hand said to the strong man, "Let go!"

Zhao Yicheng almost wanted to jump up and run, but the bodyguard brought by Wang Chongyang grabbed him by the collar and couldn't move, "Boss Wang, you... what do you want to do? Our agreement has been signed, and you said that you will not trouble me again of."

Wang Chongyang sucked out the last puff of cigarette in his hand, threw the cigarette butt violently at Zhao Yicheng's face, and said in a low voice, "Hmph, I said so!

But you fucking dare to lie to me! "

"Surnamed Zhao, didn't you say that Xin Shangzhi has an obsessive little lover abroad? You won't embarrass me because of that bastard. In the end, my grandma called, and you know who answered it. Call? Ang, it’s Xin Shangzhi. My hatred of losing my hand has not been resolved yet. Damn it, the few big deals I just talked about were ruined by that kid halfway. Nearly [-] million, how do you bastard pay me? ,hold head high?"

Zhao Yicheng was so frightened that he couldn't stand still. He half-kneeled and begged: "Mr. Wang, I don't know. Besides, I'm just a small idler under your command. I don't know the inside story! You want to take revenge , I got some gossip in the past few days, I guarantee you satisfaction, as long as you don't embarrass me anymore, I will give you all of it right away!"

Wang Chongyang snorted coldly, and shouted at the top of his voice, "You still dare to make a condition with me?"

Zhao Yicheng begged tremblingly: "Don't dare, Mr. Wang, I just want to live a peaceful life, and I dare not ask too much, but I can guarantee that what I have will make that Song surname obediently submit."

Wang Chongyang reached out his hand to take out the cigarette case, and the bodyguard who held Zhao Yicheng immediately went forward to take out one for him and handed it to his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it.

Wang Chongyang took a deep breath of the cigarette and said slowly, "Let's listen."

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