Chapter 287

It was morning when Tang Miao woke up from her sleep. It has been a long time since she woke up naturally like this, and it has been a long, long time for her to wake up in the sunshine.

Tang Miao frowned and stretched out her hand to block the sunlight. After her eyes gradually adapted to the strong light, she leisurely looked around. "Huh?" Tang Miao uttered in doubt, the bed curtain, the TV, and the big doll that was incompatible with the simple and indifferent style of the room... Didn't she decorate Song Ling's house with her own hands for such a familiar set? of it?

Since the two broke up, except for that night, she should have never stepped into this room again...

"Song Ling?..." Tang Miao murmured out the name, her eyes gradually regained some sanity, and her brain quickly turned around. Tang Miao recalled what happened in the past few days, and her memory gradually recovered.

"Ah..." When she was deceived by Tang's father and almost lost her innocence, Song Ling came to rescue her, and then she pretended to have lost her memory, and lived the previous life with Song Ling, pretending that there was a relationship between the two of them. Nothing happened. The two of them spent a very pleasant night yesterday, without the hatred of the mother, without the secret hands and feet of the father's family, and without intrigue between the two.

Tang Miao lost her mind slightly, this bed is so soft, she loves the feeling of envelopment in it, it is very safe and comfortable.

Tang Miao suddenly felt a tightness around her waist, a pair of arms came around, one big hand covered Tang Miao's lower abdomen, gently kneading, and the other hand brought the woman into her arms again, Still feeling that it wasn't enough, he exerted a slight force on his hand, which deepened the hug.

"Are you awake?" Song Ling's voice was sleepy and charming when he just woke up, with a hint of laziness. "What were you muttering to yourself just now?" Song Ling pinched Tang Miao's belly fondly, deliberately pinched it first, pulled it, and then let go after pulling it away, causing Tang Miao's belly to twitch. Trembling, looking like fat on a big belly.

"I hate it!" Tang Miao yelled, grabbing Song Ling's tricky palm, and Song Ling grabbed it back, criss-crossed, and put them flat on her lower abdomen. Feeling Tang Miao's steady breathing, the lower abdomen slowly rose and fell, as if it calmed the hearts of the two of them.

"Did you sleep well?" Song Ling asked.

"Yeah, I slept soundly, even better than before~" Tang Miao was in a good mood and her tone was cheerful.

Song Ling's eyes were deep, he looked at Tang Miao's profile, as if he was thinking about something.

Tang Miao didn't give him the chance and time to think, "Say! How long has it been since you came back to sleep with me?" Tang Miao asked fiercely, "Otherwise, why would I have a feeling that I just fell asleep for the first time today? Refreshing feeling?" Facing Tang Miao's questioning, Song Ling smiled and coughed in embarrassment.

"Ahem, that, Miaomiao, are you hungry?"

Tang Miao looked at the charming smile on the man's face in silence, is this the famous President Song Ling Song? The promised son is Ruyu, gentle and elegant, always polite and smiling, tall, rich and handsome who seems to be close but is actually distant? !

"What's wrong? Miaomiao is looking at me like this? Hehe." Song Ling lowered his head and approached, and nodded Tang Miao's nose.

"Thinking about..."

"What are you thinking about?"

Tang Miao turned over and got out of bed, took out a magazine, "Fashion Business" from the table beside her, and flipped through to a certain page, where Song Ling's photo suddenly appeared.

There are also a few big characters hanging on it, "Song Ling, the newest diamond king in the small town", and then there is a line of small characters below, the first sentence at the beginning of the introduction is, "Smiling makes you feel like a spring breeze, just being polite and polite at the same time. It can make you see indifference and alienation from kindness and kindness."

The corners of Tang Miao's mouth twitched, "Did you really not find someone else to replace?" Tang Miao's small eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

"... Absolutely genuine, I am right." Song Ling suppressed a smile, lowered his head to rub against Tang Miao's neck, and laughed with her.

"Talk about him, hum." Tang Miao curled her lips and did not answer his words.

Song Ling chuckled and hugged her quietly. It's just that in Tang Miao's smile, upon closer inspection, there was still a bit of bitterness, Tang Miao continued to smile reluctantly, pretending that she didn't know anything and was joking with Song Ling. How could she not know why she hadn't had a good night's sleep for so many years, just...

Tang Miao lowered her eyes and sighed silently in her heart, "It's so hard to pretend to have amnesia, to pretend like nothing happened, and to continue talking so intimately without barriers, it's really... awkward..."

Song Ling was not aware of Tang Miao's inner activities at the moment, he only thought that Tang Miao had really adjusted her amnesia, and was completely immersed in the happiness of her lover. Song Ling ignored Tang Miao's abnormalities again and again, but maybe, Song Ling I saw it, but pretended it didn't happen, deceiving myself.

"Miaomiao, shall we go back to school?" Song Ling suddenly broke the silence.

"Why? What's the matter? Going back to school suddenly." Tang Miao pursed her lips, she was somewhat resistant in her heart, it was a place full of the best memories of her youth.

"It's nothing, I just have nothing to do today, and I will take you to live a new campus life." Song Ling gently lifted Tang Miao's broken hair and tied it behind her ears. Of course, he also wanted to change something through the touch of the campus, so that Tang Miao could slowly open her heart.

In the end Tang Miao compromised, she carefully selected the clothes, dressed herself to fit the students best, and even put on light makeup. It looks like an ordinary college student, waiting for his beloved Prince Charming.

As for Song Ling, he changed out of his daily serious suit and leather shoes, and instead took out his casual clothes. Inside was a tight-fitting white vest, and outside was a blue-and-white plaid shirt, which looked several years younger, and also diluted a little of the coercive aura of the president.

He wore a pair of off-white trousers and a pair of white casual shoes, showing a rare smile, changing from his previous meticulous and serious appearance.

The two decided to go separately and meet on campus. Therefore, when Tang Miao stood between the two