Chapter 273

My God?

The clear water soon turned into blood red, and it was still steaming. Her hot hands became red and swollen. She immediately turned around and began to wash them with cold water. When the water was cold and she took out her clothes, song Yin was stupid.

That dress has shrunk!

Why is it so bad? Why is she always the one who has bad luck? I'm afraid it's hard to buy an Armani even if I sell it, right? God, how can she give it back to Xing Jiabai?

That dress was washed out by her!

It's washed out like this!

But it's still clean and dry.

She wanted to have a rest, but the school called again and said that she would go to the school on Monday to gather. Now she is in the internship stage, and she has not gone through the formalities in the overseas Chinese office. She will wait until she gets her diploma in July.

I had a sleep in the afternoon. When I woke up, it was already dark and I didn't know what time it was.

Until the sound of a bicycle engine came from the yard, she was stunned, turned on the light, got out of bed, came to the window and saw Yu Jinglan coming down from Bugatti.

She suddenly Leng in situ, a little silly, he came back! Afternoon, he and his sister in the office that what, think of this, her heart inexplicable a pain, some bitter.

Yu Jinglan and Xing Jiabai come back from dinner. When the car comes in, it's dark upstairs. He thinks song Yin is not at home. He just gets off the car and sees the light on upstairs.

He raised his head and looked slowly. He saw the little figure standing by the window. His cool face didn't show any emotion. Then he stepped into the room!

Song Yin seemed to see that he had just looked up at the direction of the upstairs.

Subconsciously, she gathered her hair and went downstairs.

He just came in when she got to the stairs.

"Brother Yu..." Song Yin called softly.

"Well!" He answered, looked at his watch and raised his eyebrows. "No dinner?"

Song Yin nodded, then raised her head in a panic and said to his handsome face, "I've slept. Have you eaten yet? Don't you mean to go on a business trip? "

After asking several questions in a row, song Yin suddenly realized that she was talking too much!

Yu Jinglan didn't answer. She took off her coat, hung it on the hanger, turned and sat down on the sofa. She seemed a little tired. Was she tired with her sister in the afternoon?

Song Yin quietly stood aside, and then turned to the water dispenser to pick up a glass of water, and came back. "Would you like some water?"

He did not speak, took the water, looked up to drink a glass of water, handed the cup to her, raised his eyes, eyes a little cold, staring at her and asked: "today you went to the company?"

"Well!" She nodded, slightly ill at heart, but did not show, quietly stated the truth. "My sister asked me to send her clothes!"

"So you went?" He coldly raised the voice, the vision sharp lock her uneasy small face.

"Yes

"She told you to die, did you die, too?" He raised his voice, pursed his lips, and then asked, "Song Yin, tell me, what's your last name now?"

Song Yin blinked her eyes suspiciously. Looking at his deep eyes, her big eyes twinkled for a moment, and she said softly, "now my family name is Yu!"

She did not forget that she had married Yu Jinglan. Now, she is with his surname! Yu Songyin!

He was silent, staring at her little face. Her black hair curled up, showing a long and beautiful gooseneck. Her little face was full of uneasiness and tension. The thin teeth fell into her lips and stood beside the sofa. His eyes tightened with his pathetic appearance, and she seemed to be satisfied with her answer.

He stopped talking and stood up. When he passed her, he stopped and looked a little softer. But song Yin felt her scalp numb. "That's good. I'm very satisfied with your answer!"

In a flash, song Yin retreats quietly to distance herself from each other. If she is too close, she will be nervous. If she thinks of her sister, she will also have an instinctive reaction, that is, to avoid.

He walked towards the kitchen. Song Yin was stunned. She watched him go into the kitchen and take out the things in the refrigerator. For a moment, there was a blank in her mind, only Yu Jinglan's handsome face and deep eyes. Then she saw him washing vegetables in the kitchen. She suddenly felt strange, even more than before!

He's cooking!

Song Yin ran into the kitchen in a panic, "brother Yu, I'll cook!"

He looks very tired, and she has been sleeping all afternoon. Now it's more than nine o'clock. Is it because he didn't eat, and he didn't eat?

Yu Jinglan washes vegetables, sword eyebrow a Cu, return to turn round, thin lips expose two words: "go out!"

"I'll cook, you go and have a rest!" Song Yin said in a hurry.

"Get out!" He said, tall is a step forward of the body, the strong breath instantly covers her, they are very close, she can hear his breath, a look up and even count to his eyelashes, see his deep eyes, heart also jump, face also red.

Yu Jinglan seemed to feel a bit overbearing and serious in her tone. After a few seconds, Junrong softened up and added: "your task these days is to have a rest!"She raised her eyes and looked at him in surprise. Her face was more red. He meant that she was in the physiological period. Was he taking care of her?

Her shyness and pink lips made Yu Jinglan move. She bowed her head and drew her handsome face close to her. Song Yin was startled. He kissed her slightly open mouth. His big hand clasped her back, and then her overbearing lips came down.

The light smell of tobacco was so good, surrounded by his breath, she was frightened and widened her eyes, his tongue got into her mouth, a moment of overbearing demand, outlined her lips, she wanted to resist, but his big hand tightly clasped her back, not allowed her to shrink back. "Don't Well... "

Her little hand was against his chest. His chest was strong and broad. She had no strength to resist. His kiss was fierce and mixed with some primitive desire. Her soft lips were red and swollen under Yu Jinglan's wanton sucking and biting.

Aware of song Yin's trembling and tension, he can't help but smile with satisfaction. The beauty of his senses makes him murmur with satisfaction. Their bodies fit together tightly. Maybe they fit together naturally.

Gradually, his kiss softened, gently enough to wrap around the tip of her tongue.

Song Yin can feel the temperature of his body, hot, hot! And his kiss, let her tremble, eyes blurred, can't help but gently tremble.

Originally thought it was just a moment of self-control, did not expect that he has repeatedly deepened his kiss, from fanaticism to gentleness, and then by gentleness a little bit heavier.

His kiss, like a feather, brushed her lips, and the tip of his tongue stretched in and out, mingled with her soft and fragrant tongue.

The slender fingers are inserted into her satin hair, feeling her long hair flowing through his fingers, and his hands are slowly sliding down, stopping on her back, gently fingers in circles, all the way down.

Song Yin's slender waist can't be grasped, and his fingers slowly slide to her hips. Song Yin suddenly widens her eyes. Yu Jinglan's handsome face enlarges in front of her eyes. His lips are like a fire, which ignites her. She holds her hand in front of his chest, trying to stop his fiery invasion.

However, he pressed her buttocks tightly to her abdomen. She was short of breath, her chest was undulating sharply, but her mouth was blocked by him, and she couldn't make any sound.

Song Yin struggles. Her only sense makes her want to get rid of Yu Jinglan's unruly hand on her buttock. Her little hand pulls away, but she just sends the sheep into the tiger's mouth.

Her chest was so close to his chest, so his strong chest and her soft chest were more close together, and each other took a breath.

Song Yin immediately shrinks back, but Yu Jinglan's tall body leans forward and follows her back, until she is forced to the pool, behind which is the pool.

So hot, tightly entangled two people feel each other's body temperature a little hot.

Song Yin shuddered sensitively. The strange touch brought her a strange feeling. Her whole body seemed to be scorched by a fire, but in her heart, there was a big fire.

Can only helplessly cling to Yu Jinglan's body, bear his fiery embrace and kiss.

Some part of his body has been proud and strong, across his trousers, sticking to her belly.

Finally, he realized something was wrong. His breath was disordered. He loosened a little bit, put his head against her forehead and stared at her closely. In a low and hoarse voice, he said, "go out and wait for dinner!"

Song turned to the kitchen and nearly went out with a red face.

In the panic, song Yin looks back at him secretly. Unexpectedly, he is turning up her lips and looking at her. Her face is more red. She runs to the stairs quickly until he can't see it. Her little hand caresses her face. It's so hot!

Oh, my God!

They had such a sentimental kiss in the kitchen! She felt his sensitivity, but abnormal doubt, is not the afternoon and sister together? Why is he so sensitive? Is he the kind of man who is more vigorous?

Song Yin's face was hot and coy, breathing heavily. It was hard to calm her heart. She touched her lips subconsciously. It was so hot and swollen!

She stood on the stairs for half an hour, stupidly, blushing, touching her lips from time to time, and the corners of her lips were flying unconsciously.

When Yu Jinglan came out, she stood on the stairs stupidly, her sword eyebrows slightly frowning. "What are you doing?"

"Ah --" she looked back in panic and saw him standing not far from the stairs like a God. With a puzzled look, she saw her red face and raised her lips, but she didn't say anything.

Song Yin unconsciously licked her lower lip, just this action. She opened her lips slightly, which made him unable to move his sight. Some desire just pressed down jumped up again.

"Eat!" He sinks a way, don't cross a face to go, fortunately she physiology period, otherwise he don't know whether he can guarantee oneself don't beast.

Song Yin tightens the corner of her clothes and comes downstairs.Yu Jinglan did not move. When song Yin passed him, she smelled the smell of cigarettes on him. Her face was flushed and she did not dare to look up.

When I went to the table, I found two dishes and one soup on the table, with bright color. Dry fried shredded potatoes, shredded potatoes knife is quite exquisite, comparable to the chef knife, choking fried cabbage, tomato, beef and egg soup.

Song Yin opened her mouth in surprise.

Yu Jinglan also went over and took a wet towel. "Wipe your hands!"

She picked it up and found it was a warm towel. He was so careful that he made a warm towel to keep her from touching the cold water. For a moment, he felt very warm.