The Charming Cannon Fodder

Should Rusheng startled, the wedding date is set in July?

Now at the end of March, if the wedding date is set in July, it will take about three to four months.

She nodded, "It's okay, you can decide."

Ying Rusheng deserves to be too casual, he doesn't care about that kind of casualness at all.

Song Yushen's hands controlling Ying Rusheng's waist tightened even more, and he lowered his eyes slightly to see the girl who was cleverly nestled in his arms.

The warm light hit the side of the girl's face, coating her delicate and white side face with a soft light, making her whole body gentle and gentle. But under such a dignified and elegant skin, there is an incomparably hard heart, and outside the heart is a layer of ice that will never melt.

He whispered, "A Sheng?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Ying Rusheng was a little sleepy, and she fell asleep with her eyes closed in Song Yushen's arms.

He called her suddenly, and she raised her eyes to look at him.

Through a thin layer of lens, she met his deep and difficult gaze. Even under the warm light, the look in his eyes was cold.

Song Yushen was too dangerous and ugly after all.

Because she is lazy, she generally doesn't like to ponder other people's thoughts, and the same is true for Song Yushen, but she doesn't understand some things, so she has to ponder his thoughts. But what he was thinking at the moment, she didn't seem to understand it again.

Song Yushen looked at Ying Rusheng for a moment, took control of her body, and suddenly leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips, "It's nothing, go to sleep."

Song Yushen's kiss was warm but full of control, but the frame of the glasses touching her face was cold.

For a moment, Ying Rusheng was awakened by the coldness, and her sleepiness tended to dissipate, but when Song Yushen gently stroked her back, the sleepiness returned a little bit, and she was comfortably nestled in his arms. Fell asleep.

She was used to getting along with him like this, anyway, after she fell asleep, he would hug her back to the bed and then leave, so she let him hold her like this.

Sometimes, she even felt that Song Yushen gently stroking her to sleep like this was like making her cute.

But she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. You can still enjoy a massage as a pendant, so why not do it?

After Ying Rusheng's breathing gradually calmed down, Song Yushen's eyes fell on her again, deep and unpredictable, his hand stroking her back did not stop.

From the beginning, she wanted his wife's identity based on the attitude of dealing with him, so it is normal for her not to love him. But now, after so many years, even if it is an animal, she will give birth to some emotions, but she seems to be emotionally lacking, without any touch at all.

Also good.

There is nothing wrong with lack of emotion, it completely eliminates the possibility that she will betray him because of falling in love with other people.

In the endless night, Song Yushen chuckled lightly, picked up Ying Rusheng and went to the bedroom.

However, this time he did not leave after setting her up. Instead, he took his glasses, lay down beside her, and took her into his arms.

Ying Rusheng has always slept very peacefully, able to sleep in the same position all night, and at this moment, Song Yushen was pulled into his arms, and he fell asleep in his arms cleverly.

In the dark night, after taking off his glasses, Song Yushen, who showed his long, narrow, ink-colored eyes, was a girl who was sleeping tightly in his arms, and the expression in his eyes was completely integrated with the night.

**

Qin family.

Song Penian woke up very early that morning, because he fell asleep very early on Ying Duan's body last night, without any warning.

He was standing on the balcony, light golden sunlight hitting him, under the mole of tears in the corner of his left eye, and brushing his perfect and delicate face.

In four years' time, the youth who was a little bit young and guigui Qingjun had fully grown up.

His fingertips knocked on the desk for a while. How could he fall asleep so suddenly last night? Is it really too tired lately?

What about after he fell asleep? Did she go to see Song Yushen?

He knew very well that she hadn't slept at all before he went to bed.

Thinking that she might have seen Song Yushen after he fell asleep, his hand knocking on the desk unconsciously stopped and tightened inch by inch.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

After the phone rang, the assistant's voice rang at the same time, "Sir, the old man is awake."

"Wake up?" Song Peinian glanced at the warm color that curled up from the sky, and smiled inexplicably, "Okay, I'll be here soon."

The old gentleman in the assistant's mouth was Song Peinian's grandfather, the previous head of the Qin family. The reason why he was the last Patriarch is because the Qin Patriarch has been forcibly replaced in the past two months.

When Song Peinian appeared in front of Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin almost had trouble breathing, "Song Peinian!"

He had no other heir, and he valued Song Peinian's talent, so he decided to take him back and train him to become the heir of the next generation of the Qin family.

In fact, Song Penian is indeed amazingly talented. This talent is not only manifested in his ability to learn, but also in his political skills.

But he never expected that he would be backlashed by the heirs he carefully cultivated, and even completely backlashed. Now the entire Qin family has become Song Peinian's world, and even he is under his control.

Song Penian elegantly unbuttoned his suit jacket and handed it to his assistant, "Grandpa, your health is important, why is it suddenly furious?"

"I was suddenly angry?" Mr. Qin sneered, "Am I suddenly angry? Song Peinian, think about what you did! You said I was suddenly angry?!"

"What did I do?" Song Penian approached Mr. Qin, "I just took what you were going to give me some time in advance. Are you angry because you are worried that I will use it to ruin the Qin family?"

"Isn't what you are doing now?" Mr. Qin was furious.

A few months ago Song Peinian learned that Ying Rusheng and Song Yushen were engaged, but he was kept in the dark for nearly four years. He still remembers how deeply he hates the Qin family, even because of Song Peinian. Now it becomes clearer to clean the Qin family backhand.

Compared to Mr. Qin’s anger, Song Peinian smiled, “Don’t worry, grandpa, I’m cleaning the entire Qin family now for the good of the Qin family. The roots of the tree are big, and there will always be some borers. Kill all the worms clean. Although it can hurt the tree in a short time, it is more conducive to its future development and growth, don't you think?"

Why doesn’t Mr. Qin understand this truth? The Qin family has been based in China for hundreds of years. Although it is still a strong top celebrity and its foundation even penetrates into every corner of the political arena, it is only the appearance of the scenery, but the inside is already hidden. In the long run, dirt will definitely affect the future of Qin.

But freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and for the same reason, cleaning the Qin family is definitely not a day's work. This is also the reason why he has not cleansed the Qin family aggressively for so many years. But as soon as Song Peinian took over the Qin clan, his foundation was not yet stable, he began to cleanse it with great fanfare.

In addition, Song Peinian had always hated everyone in the Qin family because he had learned that Ying Rusheng and Song Yushen were engaged, so he felt that although Song Peinian might not intend to destroy the Qin family, what he did was no different from destroying the Qin family.

He was furious, and still refused to believe Song Peinian's words, nor did he believe that he could protect the Qin clan from being unscathed when he could cleanse the Qin clan on a large scale.

Thinking of this, he was about to reprimand him. Song Penian suddenly leaned forward, approaching him, and his slender hand slightly closed the quilt that was sliding on his body.

He said, "What's more, I think you also know how I am willing to ruin the Qin family? After all, I have to rely on the Qin family to marry A Sheng."

Mr. Qin suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Song Peinian.

The smile of Song Penian’s eyebrows was even more pronounced. Against the light-colored mole in the corner of his left eye, his already light brown pupils reflected a light brown light under the fine sunlight, just like The lotus blooming on the top of the snow-capped mountains is solemn and mysterious.

His voice is clear and elegant, "You don't think I will give up if she gets engaged?"

He laughed, "Don't say it's engaged, even if it's married, as long as she doesn't love her husband, I can't give up."

As Song Peinian's voice fell, Mr. Qin gasped extremely quickly. With such a fast frequency, it seemed that he was about to die in the next moment, but he didn't feel it. He continued to chuckle and said, "And she, it's impossible. I will fall in love with my third uncle because the person she loves is already dead."

Even in the past four years, she has not forgotten Wen Yanfan who has died prematurely.

"Actually speaking, I also want to thank you. A Sheng has always rejected me because I am her younger brother and is unwilling to accept me. What you did made her temporarily engaged, but it helped me solve it. The identity of the sibling between A Sheng and I, no one in this world will ever know that we are siblings."

"You are crazy! Do you think that everyone doesn't know that you are siblings, so you can marry Song Rusheng with peace of mind?" Mr. Qin was so angry that his body trembled slightly.

He worked so hard to erase all traces of his previous identity and recreated a clean identity, just to allow him to enter the political world to take charge of the Qin clan, but he did not expect this identity to become the one he used to marry him. Step sister's tool.

"Isn't it? Did you tell your political and enemy's identity?"

When Mr. Qin choked, he naturally would not tell the political enemy Song Peinian's identity.

Song Penian smiled and squeezed the quilt for him and slowly got up, "Grandpa, you don’t think you can’t, don’t you? If that’s the case, why can’t I sit back and relax? Besides, you don’t need to be so angry. After all, what you care about most is not Can your line always be in charge of the Qin family? I remember that at your knees, there is only me, the only grandchild, and there is only one person I will marry in this life, and that is Song Rusheng. So the Qin family can Always controlled by your blood, shouldn’t you figure out how to get me to marry A Sheng? After all, if I can’t marry A Sheng, it means that your blood will be broken."

Song Penian's smile was elegant and clear, but it was very hideous in the eyes of Mr. Qin.

He gasped sharply, "You...Song Peinian, you!"

Song Penian was no longer prepared to continue to pester him, he straightened up and was about to leave.

Before leaving, he said, "Grandpa, please don't get angry. After all, I'm still waiting for you to see with your own eyes how I married A Sheng."

The assistant in the ward lowered his head, no one dared to speak, only Mr. Qin's gasping voice became more and more intense. And just after Song Penian left, the doctor soon came to the ward and rescued Mr. Qin.

Outside the ward, Song Penian stopped abruptly, “After a while, send out all the invitations according to the selected date. From the Song family, they must be sent to Song Yushen, Big Brother, and A Sheng.”

He wanted to see her very much, but he was too busy now, and he had to deal with the Qin family's affairs. Even when I came to the hospital today, it wasn't just for angering Mr. Qin, but for his last power over the Qin family.

It just seems that the fire is still bad.

"Yes." The assistant answered immediately.

**

When Ying Rusheng was woken up by the vibration of the mobile phone, she felt something was wrong. There seemed to be someone around her. It seemed that someone had asked her something just now, and she also vaguely responded.

She opened her eyes slowly, and she saw a silver-gray pajamas.

Song Yushen?

Did he leave last night?

And while she was puzzled, the vibration of the phone had stopped.

After Song Yushen asked Ying Rusheng for her opinion when she was half awake, he answered the phone for her, "Hello..."

However, he just opened his head, and the phone had been hung up from there, as if it suddenly fell and hit something disconnected.

On the other side of the phone, Lin Jiuyuan stared at the smashed cell phone, her whole body was not good.

After calming down for a while, she picked up the phone, carefully read the call log, and confirmed that it was called Ying Rusheng. After the number was correct, she was even worse.

She was going to ask Shengsheng whether yesterday's record was complete, but when she was connected, it turned out that Professor Song's voice came from the phone. She was so frightened that she couldn't hold it firmly and smashed her phone.

Who can understand the sadness of calling a friend but suddenly being picked up by a serious teacher.

Since Song Yushen's scores in several subjects during his undergraduate studies were extremely low, although Yan Gou Lin Jiuyuan continued to lick Song Yushen's face during her graduate school period, her psychological shadow is getting bigger and bigger, which can only be seen from afar. , It is a truth that people will freeze to death when seen up close.

……and many more.

She called Shengsheng and made no mistake. How could Professor Song answer the call at such an early time? ? ? ! ! !

Lin Jiuyuan stared at the phone, suddenly realized something, and then the whole room was full of her screams.

Fuck, her shengsheng is so small, how could Professor Song get it right! ! !

Fortunately, she thought that Professor Song was a gentleman, so she looked a little serious. After all, the academic rigor is for the good of the students, but now it seems that Professor Song is clearly a beast! ! ! Even if Sheng Sheng was engaged to her when she was still young, she had to take Sheng Sheng off the bed now! ! !

Lin Jiuyuan was in a state of collapse, so even when she received the call again, she was still in a daze when she heard Ying Rusheng's voice. She even hung up the phone and sat for a long time.

Here, Ying Rusheng hung up the phone, some of them didn't understand the reason of Lin Jiuyuan's hesitation, but when she saw the people next to her, she seemed to understand.

But she calmed down after a brief surprise, "Uncle can't afford it today?"

She remembered that Song Yushen always got up a lot earlier than her. It was six o'clock now, and he hadn't gotten up yet.

"I'll start later today." Even now, Ying Rusheng's reaction was particularly calm. Song Yushen's eyes became darker, but he didn't say anything, only slightly loosened the girl's body when she got up.

The moment Wen Ruan withdrew from his arms and the light fragrance of peach blossoms far away, an inexplicable discomfort arose in his heart, and he unconsciously held her wrist.

In fact, Song Yushen did not wake up before, and even he was woken up by Lin Jiuyuan's phone call.

He used to wake up early not only because he was concentrating on academic and company affairs, but also because of insomnia. But when she was by her side last night, it was rare to sleep well, and even his instinctive vigilance seemed to be let down.

Ying Rusheng was going to wash, but when she got up, she was suddenly grasped by her wrist. She turned her eyes in amazement, "What's the matter with uncle?"

Her eyes were the purest surprise, the light-colored sunlight reflected in her eyes, covered with a faint golden layer, bright and stunning.

At the same moment when he was watched by such a pair of eyes, Song Yushen suddenly realized what he had done unconsciously.

There was a stormy sea in his heart, but he let go of her hand calmly on his face, and said, "It's nothing, just suddenly remembered that last night I didn't tell you that the wedding date was on July 30."

"I see." Ying Rusheng thought that Song Yushen was going to say something, but she didn't expect it to be the wedding date. She responded and saw that Song Yushen seemed to have nothing else to say, so she got up and went to the dressing room to get clothes.

Song Yushen looked at Ying Rusheng who was leaving, but the expression in his eyes was unpredictable. He was even unconsciously holding her back just now.

He thought that he did love her, and he was used to her being around, but he would not be able to affect his subconsciousness, but his unconscious movements just now clearly told him that her existence is already unconscious. It was completely integrated into his blood and bones, so that he didn't even want her to leave even subconsciously.

How could it be so deep?

Is it the result of his indulgence step by step?

Even after Ying Rusheng came back from washing and changing clothes, Song Yushen still did not move.

Ying Rusheng was really surprised this time, she looked at Song Yushen.

Song Yushen was not wearing glasses at the moment, and in those long, narrow and deep black eyes, the severe danger was not hidden at all, making people unconsciously afraid to surrender.

Such Song Yushen is the real Song Yushen, and Song Yushen, who usually wears glasses, only uses an elegant shell to cover the danger under the skin.

But if it was usual, Song Yushen had definitely looked at her during the period of time she was looking at, but today she has not been uncharacteristically. He seemed to be lost in thought.

"Uncle?" she called tentatively.

She didn't want her to wake up and fight Song Yushen after she went out.

In Ying Rusheng's temptation voice, Song Yushen suddenly returned to his senses.

He looked at the person in front of him, and the emotion in his eyes gradually settled, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"It's past six o'clock, isn't uncle ready to start?" she asked.

Song Yushen was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the phone, only to realize that it was past six o'clock, "Almost forgot the time, now get up."

When he walked to Ying Rusheng's side, he stopped slightly, smiled lightly, leaned in and kissed her face, "Lao Asheng's reminder."

Even if her existence has been completely integrated into his blood and blood unconsciously, why should he be surprised that she is already his fiancée, and she will be his wife in the near future.

that's enough.

Song Yushen did not wear glasses at this moment, but the depth of his eyes melted away without a trace, and the warmth melted into it.

Ying Rusheng was surprised for a moment, but Song Yushen had already gone to wash.

She looked at Song Yushen's back, too lazy to guess what happened just now, so she went to the utility room to clean up.

Almost clear.

When the original body was there, Qingming would go to the tomb for Wen Yanfan every year, but since she came, she never visited again, but this year she plans to go there for the last time.

She was not prepared to deal with the things between the original body and Wen Yanfan, but now that she decided to marry Song Yushen, some things can be stored, and some things that are too obvious seem to be dealt with. Moreover, those things were originally prepared to be burned. To the gentleman.

There are not many things, and Song Yushen hasn't finished washing up when she finishes packing and goes out.

But as soon as she went out, she met Song Shunan who seemed to be waiting on the second floor. The two went downstairs together.

And when Song Yushen came out of Yingrusheng's room after washing, it happened to be the time for Su Yanyan to get up and leave the bedroom.

The moment the bedroom door was opened, she saw Song Yushen coming out of Shengsheng's room, and the bag in her hand fell out of her hand unconsciously.

How could Song Yushen come out of Shengsheng's room so early?

She moved her uncertain eyes on Song Yushen, and when she saw him in a silver-gray suit, she felt a little more settled, but her anxiety was still hard to suppress.

Even though Song Yushen and Ying Rusheng had been engaged for four years, Su Yanyan still couldn't get used to Song Yushen becoming her son-in-law.

Song Yushen nodded and smiled slightly when he saw Su Yanyan, and then went downstairs.

There were four people for a breakfast, but Su Yanyan was overwhelmed by the food, and finally caught Ying Rusheng before she went out and asked, "Yeshen was in your room last night?"

Su Yanyan spoke more euphemistically, but Ying Rusheng didn't understand why she explained, "Don't worry, mother, nothing happened last night."

Although Ying Rusheng admitted that Song Yushen was in her room last night and said that nothing happened, Su Yanyan still couldn't relax. Song Yushen was living in Shengsheng's room. If he really wanted to treat Sheng What can Sheng do, who can stop it?

She wanted to say something, but she felt that nothing was appropriate. Song Yushen had been so good to Shengsheng in recent years. She hadn't seen Song Yushen. Moreover, Song Yushen was originally Sheng Sheng's fiance. If he really wanted to do something to Sheng Sheng Not counting out.

In the end, Ying Rusheng comforted Su Yanyan, "Mom, I have a sense of measure."

Su Yanyan reluctantly temporarily let go of her heart, watching Ying Rusheng go out alone.

Ying Rusheng asked herself to go out specially. She was going to buy some things needed for Qingming, so she didn't need anyone from Song Yushen and Song Shunan to be by her side. On the other hand, she also deliberately avoided Song Shu. south.

She vaguely discovered that Song Shunan still had feelings for her, but since she decided to marry Song Yushen, there was no need to entangle Song Shunan.

Therefore, even though Song Shunan was by her side for a while, she avoided him without a trace.

Since that day, Song Yushen would often come to her room to rest, or let her go to his room. She got used to it over time and didn't feel any difference.

Time also seemed to advance quietly for a while, and soon came Qingming.

In April, there was a clear rain.

This year's Qingming Festival is no exception. It is raining and it is very heavy.

On this day, Song Yushen, who had basically gotten up with her after living with her, strangely left before she woke up.

She woke up later and went out when she was done.

Author: Song Jiashu nephew Three, in fact, also like Duman Well, after all, is a man.

But when it comes to immorality, uncle is better.

After all, there is no such thing as morality, uncle, brother will be a little bit, brother has a loss.

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I wonder if you guys are thinking why you don't have a car, or if you are beginning to doubt your uncle's ability.

In fact, I can have a car, but I am too lazy to drive, because I need to create an atmosphere while driving, which feels like a waste of my words.

Think about the car yourself, hahahahahahahahahaha, drive with your brain hahahahahahahahahaha.

Sure enough, a lazy person like me doesn't want to drive unless it is necessary. If I must drive, I always have a little atmosphere and turn on the lights.

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Oh, thank you Xiaoxiaoniao’s landmines, Zhouyaoke’s nutrient solution, huh, love you