Ling Yichen, who was lying in bed with her eyes closed and pretended to sleep, was so dizzy that she didn't know that Song Xi had made the most active and bold decision in her life.
Song Xi lies on the bed, holds his shoulders and seals his lips.
All of a sudden, there were sparks everywhere. Ling Yichen was awakened by the feeling of turning from cold to warm. He was full of energy. His eyes were staring at the face close to him.
The heart beat faster and faster.
This is the only time that Song Xi takes such an initiative to him, which he did not dare to think of before.
If he did, he would just knock her down.
Now, he just feels sick.
Push her away, Ling Yichen struggles from the bed, only to find that she is only wearing the clothes inside. His thin, white figure was in front of his eyes.
"What do you want to do? Save me with my own body? Don't you think you're dirty? "
Dirty!
The word deeply hurt Song Xi's heart.
But no matter what he misunderstood, she would prove that she was not what he thought.
"Yechen, don't you want to have a child with me?"
"Aren't you in a physiological period? You think I'm a fool? "
"Aren't you a fool? If it's my physiological period, how can it happen to Ning Yizhou? I'm calculated by others. "
Ling Yichen frowned, wondering whether to believe what she said or what she saw.
"I'm not in the period of physiology. I played a joke with you before, but even then I didn't have anything to do with him. I can swear by my life. "
"Now it doesn't matter. Since you lied to me that you were in your physiological period, aren't you still resisting me? Don't worry! I won't touch you. You go! " Ling Yichen gets up from the bed, gets out of bed, holds the sharp pain forehead, and is ready to continue drinking.
Song Xi hurriedly ran out of bed and hugged him from behind. "I was just afraid, not ready."
"So you are willing to give yourself to Ning Yizhou, aren't you?" Lingyichen with satire every sentence!
Song Xi could have been arrogant, not to explain not to retain.
But she is his sister Cheng Xuan.
This feeling is hard won. She will never give up.
"Ling Yichen, don't you believe me? Dare to try? "
Song Xi turns around him and pulls off his collar.
"Oh, why not now? Don't you think you look ridiculous now? " Ling Yichen's hands are hanging on her side, and her eyes are bright and cold.
The coldness in her eyes was like a knife blade cutting her heart.
"I love you, so I'm not afraid."
Song Xi continues to act recklessly. Ling Yichen doesn't stop him, so he keeps staring at her.
Looking at her red face, I still feel pity for her, he is not without impulse.
Then, in order to be brave, Song Xi picked up the red wine, took a sip, hooked his neck and poured it into his mouth.
Ling Yichen had a feeling, he closed his eyes, his hands hung up her waist in response to her.
"You asked for it. Don't regret it! "
"Never regret. Brother Yichen! "
Ling Yichen was stunned for a second, thinking he was hallucinating.
He actually heard her call him brother yechen.
Exciting! Love finally drowns out reason!
A night of indulgence.
Ling Yichen indulged in the wine again and again.
The next morning.
The sun shone lazily into the bedroom.
Song Xi is still in a tired deep sleep, a small face is still puffing.
Ling Yichen, who is lying on her side with her arms on, looks at her sleeping face.
It's been more than half an hour, but he can't see enough.
Last night, her determined initiative has shown everything. She is still a pure girl.
She belongs to him, but he is Ling Yichen's own woman.
Ling Yichen reaches out her hand and gently lifts up a wisp of bangs, and gently kisses her on the forehead.
Then he gently lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom to wash.
I changed into a stiff black suit and had my hair cut again.
Xiao Bai watched Ling Yichen come down from the upstairs in a vigorous manner, smiling and greeting him: "young president, why do you get up so early and don't sleep late?"
"First go to the company and deal with the emergency. In addition, book me a ticket to Provence."
Ling Yichen arranges his tie and goes out the door.
The pace is brisk, the walk is windy, and I'm in the mood to deal with the company affairs. It's quite different from that decadent young man last night.
Xiao Bai can't tell. It seems that Miss Song's service last night was up to standard. All the anger is gone.
He can also relax a little bit, Xiao Bai can't help but rejoice."Mr. Shao, don't you have breakfast?"
"No, prepare the car, go back to the company, and let the kitchen prepare a breakfast for her to eat when she wakes up."
"Oh, yes. Are you going back to Provence to solve that? " Xiao Bai asked unconsciously.
"What do you think?"
"I see!" Xiao Bai immediately shut up, and did not dare to ask any more. It was so obvious. He was wordy, so he really had no eyesight.
When Song Xi woke up, it was already noon and the sun was just right.
She got up and was about to open the curtains, just off the floor.
The damned pain made her sick.
Last night's craziness made her blush. There was no Ling Yichen in the room, and the nearby place was not warm any more. I don't know when he left. Is he still angry with her.
When she washed and changed a skirt, she found that the collarbone on her neck was all traces left by last night. She resolutely changed a high neck sweater with jeans.
All the clothes left in Ling Yichen's place before are still there. He hasn't cleaned any of them.
After going downstairs.
The servant hurriedly brought the brunch to the table for her to enjoy.
Such a large villa is cold and clean, and I don't see Ling Yichen's figure at all.
Song Xi sat down to eat and asked Ling Yichen's whereabouts.
"Where is your young master?"
"Young master has gone to the company."
"Oh!" Song Xi nodded and enjoyed the meal quietly.
She hasn't eaten much these days. She's in a bad mood. She can't eat a meal. Today, she's hungry and her appetite is growing.
After having enough food and drink, Song Xi went to the yard to have a sun exposure, and asked the servant to prepare a easel for her. When she was inspired, she picked up the brush and drew, and waited for Ling Yichen to come back from work.
Tired of painting, Song Xi went back to take a nap around four o'clock till night.
When she wakes up, Ling Yichen hasn't come back yet.
The servants prepared dinner again, but Song Xi couldn't eat it.
She is worried that Ling Yichen is still angry.
Her efforts last night did not help at all.
"Won't your young master come back?" Song Xi dare not call Ling Yichen. He can only ask the servant.
"The young master went to France on business. He didn't come back these days, but he told us to take care of Miss Song."