Ninety-first bowl of soup (5)
When she woke up early in the morning, Qing Huan was not feeling well. She felt like she was paralyzed and couldn't move! My mind went blank, last night... what happened last night? She just remembers drinking...
Song Yan had a panoramic view of the silly expression, "Are you awake?"
"Hmm..." Even the voice was hoarse!
what happened…
"Hey, you're so enthusiastic." Song Yan hugged her, squeezed the tender flesh of her thigh with one hand, a burst of soreness came, Qing Huan let out a sigh, and saw this handsome man pretending to sigh, "These legs are killing me..."
"Stop talking!" Even with a hoarse voice and no strength in her body, Qing Huan still wanted to cover Song Yan's mouth, but it was a pity that his hands were wrapped in his arms, so the only thing that could move was her small mouth.
Song Yan smiled and let her kiss her, and then licked her lower lip with endless aftertaste: "It's more enthusiastic than now."
Then he spent all his time waiting for her reaction, full of anticipation, was he angry or denied? It feels cute either way and he can't wait to see it!
Unexpectedly, Qing Huan stayed there for two seconds, then suddenly groaned, and hid her face in the crescent of his neck, no matter how much he teased her, she pretended to be dead and remained motionless. Song Yan was about to die of laughter, cute and cute, he pinched the soft and tender buttocks in his palm, felt her go stiff, and then two rows of sharp teeth bit his neck and grinded it, but because of the biting People's little things have a soft personality, so they don't hurt at all, but it makes him itchy.
"Although I really want to do it again, but we have to go out today. If we don't get up to wash and eat, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it in time." It's already noon, and he really wants to stay in bed with her—but the days ahead are long, and this time we can solve these problems In the future, she will truly belong to him alone.
Qing Huan didn't understand what he was talking about. She didn't look at him stupidly until she got in the car after washing up and eating, and then he stopped, "Do you want...where?"
This is the airport.
"Take you to Linhai City."
"Eh?"
"I was depressed all day yesterday, didn't I just worry about my brother?" Song Yan took her hand and walked out of the parking lot, "Take you to see him, so you can rest assured?"
Qing Huan bit her lip, "Go back..."
"With me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything." He led her to the waiting room, "Didn't I tell you so?"
That's what she said, but how could she not be afraid, those people... don't know why, and they don't know what they will do to her younger brother. When her younger brother called her, she felt that he was going to be terrified.
This was the first time in Qing Huan's life that she flew in first class.
She was a bit restrained, sitting in the seat with her hands tied, Song Yan took good care of her, but the beautiful stewardess seemed to have taken a fancy to him, and always walked past them as if nothing, and always asked Mr. any help. Song Yan has a gentle personality, and he answered them all one by one. Although he declined politely, the other party seemed not to understand him. Every time he passed by, he would still ask if the gentleman needed help.
Looking good is an advantage, is there any doubt about this? Because Young Master Kong also asked Qing Huan when he passed by.
Because of the heavy preoccupation and the fact that she slept late last night, Qing Huan had some headaches. Song Yan held her in his arms, and she fell asleep on his chest. When she woke up, she only heard a gentle and powerful sound Heartbeat, I seem to be being hugged and walking... Wait a minute!
It's so noisy around here!
Qing Huan opened her eyes wide.
ah!
It's at the airport! And he was hugged by the princess! A lot of people around are watching! She yelled, and she burrowed into Song Ni's arms, knocking on him as she burrowed: "Let me down, let me down..." How embarrassing! Someone is taking pictures!
Thinking of being exposed on the Internet, Qing Huan no longer wants to live.
Song Yan didn't let her down, but chuckled lightly: "Are you awake?"
"I'm going down..."
"Can you walk?" Before boarding the plane, he led her away. She felt sick and limp, and her walking posture was weird. When the plane arrived, she was still sleeping. The passing stewardess wanted to tell her to be stopped by Song Yan. He held such a small and light girl with ease. Song Yan has never been a person who cares about other people's eyes. Could it be that he is afraid of being seen by others, so he has to walk such a long way to make his woman feel unwell
"I can walk..." Qing Huan raised her head quietly, and saw someone behind him holding a mobile phone to record a video, and anxiously began to knock on Song Yan's chest again: "Someone is taking pictures of us..."
"It doesn't matter." Anyway, it can't make any waves.
He has done a lot of lawless things in his life, and he hasn't been on the news or on the Internet yet.
In this respect, he is the incomparable king.
Qing Huan had no choice but to hide in his chest. Anyway, he was the one being photographed, and her face was not photographed...
After leaving the airport, someone sent a car over. Qing Huan watched curiously. Song Yan opened the car door for her first, and the other party left after handing over the car. She glanced curiously: "Don't you want to say hello to your friends?"
Song Yan smiled lightly. "He rents a car."
"Oh." The little face flushed, and she hurried into the car, and when she was in a hurry to fasten her seat belt, Song Yan leaned over. "I come."
Qing Huan looked at him raptly, it was so pretty, especially the hands, they were like works of art. After a while, she tapped herself on the head: "Well... did I tell you my home address..." She was in college in this city and happened to take care of her younger brother nearby, but she didn't seem to tell Song Yan...
"After you got drunk last night, you said everything." Song Yan chuckled.
"Ah." The matter of her being drunk was mentioned again... Qing Huan covered her face and didn't look at Song Yan looking out the window, which aroused his smile even more.
The car finally stopped at the gate of the senior high school. Qing Huanba looked out the window. It happened to be the end of school time in the afternoon. Students poured out of the school gate, and she saw her brother at a glance. The little hand was holding on to the seat belt tightly, and there were tears in her eyes. The younger brother was walking side by side with his classmates, talking and laughing happily... She sniffed and tried not to cry, and then Song Yan unbuckled the seat belt , from the co-pilot to his lap.
He sighed: "Why are you crying? Did I bring you here to make you cry?"
"I didn't cry," she denied.
"Are you going down to see him?"
"No." Qing Huan put her arms around his neck, "I promise you... I won't see him again..." Isn't the price he paid for helping her a long time ago? Younger brother, he completely broke with the past and completely belonged to him.
Song Yan made such a request, and he himself felt that it was unreasonable. A delicate little girl and her younger brother depended on each other for life. It was actually too harsh for him to ask her like this. But long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. He won't stay in Haibin City for too long, and he will take her away soon. Maybe he will never come to this country again in his life. It is very dangerous to be connected with the past. It is really hard for his woman to follow him.
"Sorry, my dear." He kissed her teary eyes, "My brother is still young, he will come out soon, and you too, don't make me wait too long." He didn't mind that she had a brother in her heart for the past Concerned, but mind if it takes too long.
Qing Huan hummed, "Then let's go back..."
If the city where she was born and raised can no longer stay, then she never wants to have anything to do with it.
But after Song Yan drove, she suddenly remembered: "Passbook password... and the funds left by parents..."
"I'll tell him."
Qing Huan hesitated for two seconds, and tentatively asked: "Last night... did I even say this?"
Song Yan chuckled: "I've said everything, and now I know you better than you may know yourself."
Qing Huan pursed her lips: "What did I say..."
His slender hands were on the steering wheel, and because it was an intersection where he had to wait for a red light, Song Yan tapped on the steering wheel: "For example... the thing about you wetting the bed when you were nine years old; you fell in love with a little boy in the third grade of elementary school, and found out Secretly farting, the death of a first love; the first time menstruation stained the bed sheets, fearing that the parents would know secretly hiding things; and—”
"Okay, okay, stop talking!" Qing Huan blushed, and quickly covered Song Yan's mouth while the light was still red, "Stop talking..."
Immediately, the palm of her hand was licked by his tongue, causing her to shrink back immediately in fright, her little face flushed with suffocation: "I can say everything..."
Song Yan couldn't help laughing. In fact, where did she say that she is very cute when drunk, but it's fun to tease her, why is she so cute.
Because all her secrets were known, Qing Huan suddenly became unlovable, and she didn't say much on the way back to Haibin City. When Song Yan deliberately teased her, she pretended not to hear, as if this could make everything go away. It's like the secret is wiped out.
But she was very happy to see that her younger brother was doing well, and even walked out without any shadow at all. The only thing that worried her a little was whether her brother would call the police about her disappearance—by that time... Forget it, let's talk about it later.
Song Yan smiled thinly, not caring about it at all.
Because it was getting dark and they were not in a hurry, they stayed in Linhai City at night and took the next day's flight back. The leader gave Song Ye three days off, but Song Ye felt that his aunt probably wouldn't want to spend it in Linhai City.
This place no longer belongs to her, and she no longer belongs here, leaving is the best choice.
When she was hugged by him at night, she seemed very enthusiastic, without the absent-mindedness and worry that occasionally appeared before, and she probably decided to follow him completely, which made Song Yan very happy. , is the direction of his heart, the attachment of his dreams.
So he hurt her harder, even when she cried, he didn't stop.
From then on, tears and smiles, happiness and sadness are closely related to him.