Chapter 664

"So Daddy's going out with mommy tonight, isn't he?"

"Yes."

"Will you give it to my little sister?"

"Now that I've changed my mind, I've decided it's better to give you a little brother."

"Cry and haw, they want a little sister."

Song Qingcheng couldn't listen to the conversation between father and son, so she went into the room.

By the time she came out again, the conversation between father and son was over. "What's for dinner?" she asked

Ji Zhengting grabbed her, "eat you."

At the end of the speech, the sky was covered with rain.

"Well..." Song Qingcheng didn't respond at all, so he kisses her, and her breath stops. However, soon, she will be able to adapt to his strong.

A man really doesn't hide his love and desire at all. Song Qingcheng can't stop him if he strips off her clothes.

She found that men have not learned anything in recent years, but their ability to take off women's clothes has become more and more powerful.

Ji Zhengting pressed her directly into the sofa and looked at her from top to bottom. His deep eyes were shrouded in a thick layer of love and desire, like the kind that can be spurted out at any time.

Song Qingcheng's eyes were lax and his breath was slightly disordered. When he stretched his hand toward his pants, she quickly pressed his hand, "no way..."

Obviously is to stop, voice is weak, can't say how much hook people. Even when she listened to it, she felt shy and her face was red.

Ji Zhengting's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at her slightly puzzled. Why do you stop it when you feel it?

Song Qingcheng was about to burn when he saw him, "that I, I'm here. "

“……” Ji Zhengting eyebrows suddenly jump, "when?"

"Last night." Last night when she took a bath, she asked baozi to bring her a bag because of the moon. She counted the time, so everything was in her bag.

Ji Zhengting wanted to kill people's heart, "then how to do?"

“……” Song Qingcheng looked at him, "what do you want?"

She made it very clear that it was inconvenient for her. Of course, he had to hold it. Is it difficult He wants to rebel?

"I don't care. You have to take care of it." He took her hand and sent it to himself

“……” Song Qingcheng's eyes were wide and he took a breath, and his brain entered a short-circuit period for a long time.

I do not know how long, she was like a curse, ears are men's words.

"Your little hand is very soft. It's comfortable to hold it."

"Hold on tight."

"That's it, speed up, push..."

……

Don't know and too much, song Qingcheng was a man out of the bathroom, put on the bed. She seemed to be in a trance.

After the man had a foot addiction, he took her small underwear and a piece of tampon from his bag.

"I can help if my hands are still shaking." He sat down by the bed, deliberately teasing her.

Song Qingcheng's little face was flushed with blood. He said, "Ji Zhengting, you big color wolf!"

"I can't help it. I'm a good citizen who doesn't run the red light." You can't run through a red light. Of course, you have to find other solutions.

"Hum!" Song Qingcheng, don't be angry.

"Get ready for dinner." Ji Zhengting touched her face and left the room.

After he left, song Qingcheng lifted the quilt and cleaned himself up. Don't dirty other people's snow-white sheets.

She took a nightgown out of the closet and put it on. She heard a knock on the door outside. She was curious for a moment, but soon heard the voice of the staff.

Then a delicious smell of steak came in. It was delicious ~

at noon, because I was going to see the old lady in the hospital, so I took a bite at random. Then I realized that I was very hungry.

She came out, stunned.

The lights were turned off outside, romantic candles were lit on the dining table, and there was a table full of delicious food. No one saw him. She went out and looked for him curiously.

He came out from behind the wine rack with a bottle of red wine in his hand.

When she saw him, a flame sprang up on her face, then she stepped back and sat down at the table. She said carelessly, "why open the wine? I can't drink it."

Looking at the romantic dinner on the table, I'm really sorry that I can't drink.

"Drink a little, it doesn't matter." He came over and poured two.

"Can't it be hot?" Song Qingcheng didn't refuse either. It should be OK to drink less.

Ji Zhengting did not speak, but went to the kitchen with a glass. After a while, he came out with his glass.

Song Qingcheng took the wine cup and it was really hot.

"Mrs. Ji has worked hard these years. I'd like to propose a toast to Mrs. Ji. " Ji Zhengting raises his wine cup to her."Do you want to wipe these years away with a glass of wine?" Of course she didn't want to. It was not months, not days, not hours, but years, more than a thousand days and nights.

Recalling the rough past, she suddenly felt that everything was so vague, as if she couldn't remember it all at once.

Ji Zhengting thin lips slightly Yang, "a glass of wine can not wipe any. I don't intend to erase anything. Every bit of you and your children is every bit of my life. From now on, I will accompany you through every bit. "

"Do you always know about me and my children abroad?" Song Qingcheng has been curious about this.

Because when she first met him when she came back, she couldn't see the excitement in his eyes, as if he had known that she would appear.

Ji just shook his head and sipped the wine.

Song Qingcheng did not ask, and then drank a mouthful of red wine. Put down the glass, see he didn't want to move meal meaning, and she can't wait, "I want to eat."

After that, she took the knife and fork to eat.

How hungry!

Ji Zhengting from her body to see that childish girl, lips, unconsciously Yang Yang.

Two people eat and talk. Song Qingcheng had a drink and told him all kinds of things he met when he was abroad.

There are bitterness and sweetness.

Before I knew it, I had a meal for two hours.

……

After eating, the waiter came in to collect the meal. Ji Zhengting hugged her and sat on the sofa, facing the snow scenery under the stars outside the window.

Song Qingcheng found that he was always talking. Suddenly he stopped, moved out of his arms and looked up at him, "Ji Zhengting, do you also tell me about your years?"

Ji Zhengting looked down at her. They were very close, one punch apart, but they didn't feel embarrassed or embarrassed. Instead, she laughed, and he pressed over and sipped on her lips.

Then, he put on a positive face, "over the years, I've found about seven or eight girlfriends..."

“……”