Chapter 359

Song Jiayin is gradually infatuated with Gong Yichen's deep kiss. It's like going back to the days before them. They are so loving, but now they are stuck in each other's throat. They can't spit out or swallow. For a moment, song Jiayin feels aggrieved.

Maybe it's the effect of alcohol, or maybe it's really depressed for a long time. Song Jiayin pushes Gong Yichen away and presses him vaguely. A pair of plain hands gently scratch his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, his lips and his eyes gradually become obsessed.

It has to be said that Gong Yichen is really handsome. His facial features are so strong, his sword eyebrows are Starry, and his skin is white. Even women are jealous, but she would rather he was not so perfect. Too good things will be robbed, she just want to keep a good life just, why even this is just a luxury?

"Gong Yichen, why do you... You want to be with Jing Junling? Didn't you say you like me? Why did you see me clearly, but you left with Jing Junling? Do you know how painful my heart is? I am so sad, so sad! I feel so painful here, just like... Like a needle stick... "Alcohol has blurred song Jiayin's consciousness, a few words are intermittently, words do not form sentences.

If song Jiayin is awake at the moment, she will not be able to do such a thing, but now she is drunk. She just follows her instinct and holds Gong Yichen's hand on her chest.

Tears, unconsciously, have blurred song Jiayin's eyes. Red eyes, messy hair, haggard face, sad voice line, poor as a child abandoned by his parents, all complain about Gong Yichen's indifference, which makes Gong Yichen's heart ache and breath suffocate. He was eager to caress the pain of others. At a loss, he kisses song Jiayin on the cheek, kisses her tears bit by bit, and murmurs, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

But Gong Yichen did not dare to look at Song Jiayin's eyes. There was too much pain, too much disappointment and failure. Every time he looks at it, his heart aches. The injury and pain there are all because of him, because of his asshole, because of his suspicion.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my baby. It's all my fault. I originally wanted to explain it to you, but when I saw you and Lu Junyan together that day, my heart was full of sour water and I was waiting for you to coax me, but you little heartless man left without saying a word." Gong Yichen buried his head in Song Jiayin's neck and said in a dull voice, listening carefully, with childish grievances, "Jiayin, forgive me, OK? I will never make you sad again. No matter what, I will tell you. You are the only one for me. "

I don't know when, Gong Yichen's eyes have been staring at Song Jiayin tightly, motionless, deep in his eyes naturally reveal hope, love, tenderness, fear and fear. If it wasn't for his own eyes, no one would believe that this crazy man in front of him would be a powerful Gong Da Shao in the shopping mall.

"Well, we're not going to have a cold war anymore, hook." Song Jiayin laughs like a child, drunk she also laughably stretches out the small thumb, wants to pull the hook like a child.

But even such childishness is silly and lovely in Gong Yichen's eyes. Maybe it's beauty in the eye of the beholder. He also lets her make a fuss about children's temper. "OK, hang on the hook. Don't change for a hundred years." In order to show his sincerity, Gong Yichen also specially kisses their little thumbs, with a pious face, as if it were a solemn oath.

For a moment, song Jiayin was jubilant with laughter. She put her hands around Gong Yichen's waist, and a kiss fell like a dragonfly on Gong Yichen's red lips. For a moment, Gong Yichen's eyes became more and more deep, as if something was surging“ Baby, it's your initiative. I'm not welcome. " While enjoying the kiss, he also deepened it a little bit. He skillfully pried off song Jiayin's teeth and explored her sensitive areas.

The night is very long, the silent night is echoing, the sound is sweet, the night is spring night

The next morning, fragmentary sunlight reflected on the log bed through the transparent glass window. A man and a woman were sleeping soundly. The man's skin was white, his facial features were strong, and his sword eyebrows were starry. The woman was petite and lovely, like a doll. At this time, the bird was leaning against the man's arm and sleeping soundly. What a couple of Bi people. I don't think anyone has the heart to destroy this scene.

However, I don't know if the sun is too dazzling, or if the woman is full of sleep and groans vaguely, "um..."

This woman is song Jiayin. Maybe she just woke up in the morning. Her eyes were dim. She stretched out her hand like a reflex to block the sunlight outside the window. It took a while for song Jiayin to wake up completely. Recalling the scenes last night, she turned red.

Song Jiayin looked at the man beside the pillow, a baby face accidentally infected with sadness, or tangled. At this time, Gong Yichen is sleeping soundly. Sleeping soundly, he takes off all his precautions. He doesn't show the edge of the day. It seems that he is just an ordinary person, just her lover.

But how is that possible? He had dinner with Jing Junling yesterday. Oh, thinking of this, song Jiayin looked at Gong Yichen deeply, gritted her teeth, turned and left.

"Don't go, please." I don't know when Gong Yichen wakes up to see song Jiayin turning around and leaving. For a moment, his body is faster than his brain. He grabs song Jiayin's wrist and says, "don't go, OK? I know that I'm wrong. I'm a jerk. I'm confused by jealousy. I shouldn't leave without saying anything. I left with Jing Junling in my arms yesterday just to see you jealous. I know I'm too naive, but I know I'm wrong. No matter what happens in the future, I won't make you sad again. We pulled the hook yesterday. "

"Yichen, I..." Song Jiayin opened her mouth and hesitated. She didn't know what to say. She remembers everything last night. She remembers Gong Yichen's careful appearance for him and his childlike actions for himself.

Looking at Song Jiayin's indecisive appearance, Gong Yichen was not sure what she meant, so he made persistent efforts. He knew that song Jiayin was the softest, and he knew how to make her feel compassion.

Gong Yichen depressed to hang down the hand holding song Jiayin's wrist, head down, the whole body exudes decadent aura, like a large dog abandoned by the owner.

Sure enough, song Jiayin couldn't bear it. She went back to the bed and sat down, "if I don't go, don't be sad."