Chapter 78

"Voice, voice." Song Jiangcheng gently reached out to push the voice of the time. She was lying on the cold and hard table. Song Jiangcheng had no choice but to walk over to the seat beside the voice.

"All right?" Song Jiangcheng reached out to help her cut her long hair in front of her forehead, and her delicate half face suddenly appeared on the table.

Her long eyelashes moved, her face was red and her earlobes were small and smooth. Song Jiangcheng could not help breathing, and her ears were uncontrollably hot.

Song Jiangcheng has never seen such a voice. It is different from her elegant and gentle appearance before, and her cool, gorgeous and noble temperament now.

When the voice felt that song Jiangcheng was talking to her, he barely opened his eyes, and the diamond shaped red lips opened and closed: "I I'm fine. I'm a little dizzy. "

Song Jiangcheng looks at her red lips, and his heart is manic and hot. When the faint body fragrance of his voice is mixed with the fragrance of wine, he can't help but hold his voice in his arms.

"Jiangcheng?" Song Jiangcheng's strength is too great, and her voice is uncomfortable when she is in Le de. she wants to push song Jiangcheng away.

When song Jiangcheng heard her tender voice, his heart melted and he felt that he was really out of tune, so he gently let go of his voice.

"You, you are drunk I'll take you back. " Song Jiangcheng said covertly. When I look at the voice, I wish I could not recognize the southeast and northwest.

When the voice low should a, also do not know whether to hear or not to hear, vaguely let song Jiangcheng lead himself into the car.

"Otherwise, I'll go to my place to see you drink so much and have no one to take care of you at night." When song Jiangcheng went to help, his voice was wearing a seat belt, his black eyes were half open and half closed, and his wine breath was on his face.

Song Jiangcheng for a time only feel like a horse, slowly close to the voice.

"Well..." When the voice suddenly reached out to the door of the car window, his head came to the window, "I really want to throw up..."

"It's OK. I'll throw up if I want to." Song Jiangcheng didn't dislike the meaning of her voice at all. She patted her back gently, and didn't mind dirtying her car.

When he opened the window, he got angry for a while. After all, he didn't spit it out. He just felt that his head was fried.

"Take me back to my dormitory, Jiangcheng." When the voice blew a little wind, I only felt more pain in my head. While I was still awake, I stretched out my hand to pull the shirt of Songjiang city.

Song Jiangcheng naturally took a look at the slender white hands pulling the corner of his clothes, naturally reluctant to refuse her, stepped on the accelerator, the direction is the dormitory of the voice.

I don't know whether it's an illusion or something. Song Jiangcheng always feels that a car is following them. He looks in the rearview mirror several times, but finds nothing.

It should be a lot of thinking.

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, he also drank some wine today, when his voice was so delicate and soft lying beside him, his brain was a little dizzy.

He shouldn't have been driving, but he didn't want to be seen by other drivers or taxi drivers.

Along the way, there are few red lights, unobstructed, and song Jiangcheng quickly sent the voice to the dormitory downstairs.

He stepped on the brake, turned his head and looked at the voice of song Jiangcheng, whose face was still red. She leaned on the seat, her black hair spread like clouds, her skin as white as milk, and her lips as delicate as crabapple. Song Jiangcheng's mind was buzzing. Now he didn't want to wake up the voice at all.

Silence for half a moment, she suddenly realized that it was too quiet. She opened her eyes slightly and said, "have you arrived?"

"Well." Song Jiangcheng got out of the car, opened the door for her and helped her get out of the car.

"I'm leaving. You go back early and early." When the voice said, and then fell to the ground, ready to enter the building.

Song Jiangcheng looked at her feint footstep and held her: "I'll accompany you to go up together. I'm not sure if you go up by yourself like this."

Although she was drunk, she still kept a little sober in her mind. She tried to make herself stand firm and said, "I'm ok. I'll go up by myself."

"I'm here." When she heard song Jiangcheng's voice coming from behind, she opened her eyes and saw that she was talking to the air, so she turned around and looked at Song Jiangcheng dimly.

I'm so drunk.

After turning a circle, the voice almost reversed. When the voice stood still slightly, he forced his unclear brain to say thanks to song Jiangcheng: "thank you for accompanying me today."

When song Jiangcheng doesn't like it, his voice is always so polite to him. He says, "don't thank me for these trifles in the future. Whether you are happy or not, I will accompany you."

His voice was obviously stunned for a moment, and his brain couldn't respond. He was drunk and looked at Song Jiangcheng's face which seemed to be very sincere, but he could not see clearly now.

If song Fangcheng doesn't even try to talk to her on the floor, it seems that if she doesn't know how to speak, she will only want to stand on the floor."Well, thank you. I know you are a good friend of righteousness." When the voice instinctively don't like song Jiangcheng now speak, mouth or the feelings turned to friendship.

When the dim light outside the apartment building shines, the voice of the beautiful face is more soft and charming, like a fairy under the moon covered with stars.

Song Jiangcheng doesn't want to hide his heart any more. His head is hot. When he holds his hands, his voice is thin and his shoulder gently shakes: "voice, I don't want to be friends with you at all! I like you and I'll take care of you! "

Song Jiangcheng's words were trembling and excited. He finally spoke out of his mind for many years. No one understood his inner happiness and expectation.

Although song Jiangcheng did not use much strength, her voice was still shaken dizzy. She only heard the wind blowing through her ears and was about to stand still.

Song Jiang City see voice suddenly paralyzed down the body, a direct embrace in the arms.

"Dong!"

After a dull sound, song Jiangcheng only felt a pain in his head. His sight suddenly blurred. When his hands were released, his voice fell down along the ground.

When the voice directly fell into the arms of another man, song Jiangcheng fell down, standing behind is Che Yuli's bodyguard!

The man's arms are solid, warm and familiar. When the voice and eyes are confused, the light is dim and the voice can't see the face clearly.

"Who are you Let me go... " When the voice was the man's dangerous breath evil to, mumbling to push him.

Che Yuli's face is tight, his eyes are deep, and he looks at Song Jiangcheng, who has fallen to the ground. He is extremely unhappy.

Then he looked down at the strange face in his arms, but she was still her. He would never recognize the wrong person!

When the voice is still small hand has reached his chest, soft and soft to push him away, car away from a burst of anger, directly to the voice on the kiss down.