Ninety-first bowl of soup (4)
With teary eyes open, Qing Huan looked at Song Yan in a daze, with that kind of look, I am afraid that people would give their lives to him willingly. Song Yan couldn't help but hug her a little tighter, the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms made him feel extremely comfortable. He whispered in Qing Huan's ear: "I will help you solve these problems, but you have to promise me that from now on, you will follow me wholeheartedly."
"… How to deal with it?"
"Don't worry." He kissed Qing Huan's lips, felt the sweet warmth from her body, and almost couldn't control his desire. "But you have to do what I ask of you."
She looked blank.
"From now on, treat yourself as if you don't have a younger brother, and you don't need to go to school anymore. You can go wherever I go." Song Yan knew that such a request was a bit harsh for a good girl, but it was necessary, otherwise She is just a weapon being used. In the end, her brother will die, and she will die too. It is the best choice to stay by his side and be his woman.
Qing Huan hummed with a crying voice, and took the initiative to reach out and hug Song Ni's neck, her voice was soft and trembling: "I'm afraid..."
She didn't even know how she was targeted or why it was her. She only knew that one day she suddenly received a call from her brother for help, and then she was blindfolded and taken to a strange place. The masked man gave her a photo and a knife with an address written on the back of the photo. They asked her to kill a man, and if she succeeded, they would release her brother and give them a sum of money.
Qing Huan didn't want that money, but she really couldn't ignore her brother. So she mustered up her courage, took the train for three days and three nights, and changed several times by bus, and finally came to this place called Binhai City. The moment she stood at the door, she was full of fear and anxiety. The biggest blow in this life was the death of her parents. Other than that, she had been living a simple and ordinary life, and then one day, she was drawn into this vortex of terror.
A miniature camera and a bug were installed on her body, in order to prevent her from escaping or calling the police, and also to transmit the assassination results to the people behind the scenes in time. She didn't know who Song Ni was at all, and the hand holding the knife was trembling. At that moment, she didn't know how many times she thought, if she really killed this person, would she be able to live with peace of mind for the rest of her life
After being seen through by Song Yan, Qing Huan was relieved, but at the same time couldn't hide her fear. Of course it would be best not to kill someone, but if this person doesn't die, her brother will not end well. This anxiety made Qing Huan want to burst into tears, they were just ordinary people, why did such absurd and terrible fate befall them
Now Song Ye bears everything for her and woos her, even if she has no love for him in her heart, she can judge that trusting Song Ye is the best way. If you don't go to school, don't go to school. If you don't see your brother, you won't see your brother. My brother is smart and sensible. Even without her, he will definitely live well. So she hugged Song Ni's neck to accept his courtship. At the same time, she was an ordinary person, and she couldn't calm down. She couldn't follow him like this if she couldn't see her brother was safe.
"Be good." Song Yan hugged her, made her sit higher than him, then held the back of her head with her big hands, and kissed her. "There's nothing to be afraid of, I'm here."
Although Song Yan said that he would help Qing Huan rescue his younger brother, he didn't seem to do anything at all. Because he didn't have to go to work on Sunday, he first took her to the bathroom to freshen up and change clothes, and then took out the breakfast he had prepared earlier. After the two of them finished their breakfast, he took her out. At first Qing Huan thought he was going to take her to the police station, and wanted to stop him, but the final destination made her stunned—a department store...
What are you doing here
Soon she knew that Song Yan brought her here to buy clothes and some daily necessities for women. She didn't have a toothbrush in the morning, so she used his. Song Yan seemed to enjoy this kind of intimacy very much, but Qing Huan had something on her mind, so she couldn't be interested no matter what. He took her to buy a lot of things, and took her to dinner at noon.
Going home after lunch and taking a nap, Song Yan held her in her arms. She listened to his breathing and fell into a deep sleep in anxiety. When she woke up, the sun was setting and the sky was burning like fire. When she woke up, it was a whole new world for Qing Huan. Originally, Song Ni's house was cold, simple and deep, but when she woke up, she found that the house had undergone overwhelming changes. If it was an apartment for single men before, it has now become a love nest for passionate lovers.
There is a budding rose in the crystal vase at the head of the bed, the quilt cover has been replaced with stars in the blue sky, there is a handmade carpet under the bed, there are more paintings on the wall, and there are spider plants on the bay window. This apartment looks like home.
Song Yan is a very romantic person. When he wants to give, he can make all the women in the world fall in love. He fell in love with Qing Huan at first sight, so he was willing to do anything for her. For Qing Huan, the most amazing thing is not that her style has changed, but that she likes all these changes. Whether it's cartoon pillows or half-human dolls, or small fresh murals and decorations, she likes them all!
And there was a cloakroom miraculously in the bedroom, in which were the clothes, bags and shoes that Song Yan bought for her today - he had organized them very neatly, even the underwear and underwear were put away in separate columns.
It's like dreaming.
But there was only one thing that didn't change—her pajamas were still Song Li's shirts. He prepared several pieces and folded them by the bedside, in case she didn't know what to use them for, and wrote a post-it note, telling her it was her pajamas.
Song Ni's handwriting is very beautiful and has a strong character.
But... how much does a librarian make? Not to mention anything else, just the clothes I bought when I went shopping in the morning was a staggering number. Qing Huan watched Song Yan swiping his card without blinking his eyes.
He must not be an ordinary person, otherwise no one would kill him. Then he... who is he
Qing Huan sat on the bed blankly, not even noticing that Song Yan came in and hugged her from behind. The slender waist was clasped by the big palm, Song Yan rested her chin on her shoulder, kissed her soft little ears with thin lips, and blew into them ambiguously: "Do you like it?"
She didn't speak.
"You should like this style, right?"
"...how did you know?" Qing Huan asked mutteringly, feeling that she was completely opened up and had no secrets. She knew his preferences very well, but she only knew his name, and nothing else.
"I know everything." Song Yan kissed her and bit her earlobe. She didn't use any force, but it was very itchy. A layer of pimples appeared on Qing Huan's body. She wanted to avoid it but was hugged by him forcefully, with a man's breath It smelled so good that it made her dizzy and confused. "Nothing in this world can hide from me."
Qing Huan took a breath, and Song Yan's enthusiasm for her was immediately aroused. He originally wanted to invite her to dinner. He lit candles, opened champagne and fried steak. Tonight should be very romantic. Have dinner, then take a mandarin duck bath, and then go to Wushan together.
But now he wants to eat her first.
As soon as Qing Huan woke up, she was brought into a beautiful place by Song Yan again.
Afterwards, she was exhausted, and he took a bath and carried her to the kitchen. In the candlelight, the man's handsome eyebrows and eyes looked extraordinarily gentle, making her heart beat faster. Song Yan carefully helped her cut the steak into small pieces that were easy to eat, and then stared at her with a smile, as if she was a little fairy, and she couldn't get enough of it. Because of being watched by him, Qing Huan couldn't help but drank a glass of champagne, and Song Ye immediately filled it up for her, and she finished it soon... Song Ye probably drank a whole bottle of champagne, and the rest All of them were drunk by Qing Huan.
So she was drunk.
When she is drunk, she is actually very clingy, staring at you with watery eyes, not noisy, but if you want to leave her, she will hum and act like a baby with a crying voice. It's so cute, Song Yan already liked her very much, and thought she was his own woman, but she didn't expect her to be cuter. Will she be cuter when the two of them spend a long time together? Could it be that he grew up eating cute food
Not only is she clingy and acting like a baby, but she is also very lazy, she has to hug her for everything, she must hug her, but she refuses to move her feet, she groans in Song Yan's arms, and then suddenly starts crying and calling her brother.
No wonder I was not very happy all day, I was thinking about my brother.
When she was tired and fell asleep last night, Song Yan solved everything without telling her. She wouldn't think he was lying to her just for fun, right
It probably doesn't work just to talk, seeing is believing.
Song Ye called the leader to ask for leave, because he has a good work attitude and never asked for leave for more than a year, so the leader simply approved it, and he still didn’t forget to tell him to come back early—since Song Ye came to work, the library has become much more lively , Even the cake shops and milk tea shops around the library are doing well!
So cute, Song Yan thought, he just made a phone call, and she felt that she was ignored, so she wanted to hug and kiss him. Before he finished speaking, she hummed, and the leader at the other end was stunned: "Xiao Song..."
"I'm sorry, it's my girlfriend." Song Yan kissed Qing Huan, and she immediately nibbled his beautiful thin lips instead, so he said goodbye in his busy schedule, then hugged her and smiled, "I will have to Just let you get drunk a few more times."
Such a precious scene cannot be missed. Fortunately, there are miniature cameras everywhere in the house, and this scene must have been recorded, so that he can enjoy it slowly when no one is around in the future.