On the busy beach, Song Ye just wanted to enjoy the sunshine and the coast, but he didn't want his quiet time to be disturbed, and the person who appeared in front of him was an old acquaintance.
Yes, after living together under the same roof for fifteen years and being responsible for her daily life for more than ten years, Song Yelian knew exactly what color Song Tingting liked in her underwear. However, after not seeing her for more than a month, the Song Tingting in front of her was very different.
She wore top-notch clothes, put on light makeup, straightened her hair and dyed it, and had small shiny hairpins in her hair. She had a completely new look, her beauty was even higher, and she no longer saw anyone standing in the crowd. Think she is a country girl.
These things were the changes she had always wanted, but according to the Song family's financial conditions, she couldn't afford them.
"Heh, how about it? I can be prettier than you if I dress up a little bit." Song Tingting made a perfect turn as if to show off. The ultra-short pleated skirt swayed, and you could vaguely see her inner clothes. --Pant color.
Song Ye simply turned his back on her and lay back on the chair to continue listening to her sea breeze.
Song Tingting suddenly sang a one-man show, her cheeks turned red with anger, "You..."
"Haha, my little beauty, what are you angry about? What's the point of being angry with your sister?" From behind, a boy led by a group of people stepped forward and coaxed Song Tingting in a soft tone. Then he changed the subject and spoke in a hazy tone. He glanced at Song Ye and said, "This is your sister who won the first prize in the province. She really doesn't look like the person in the photo. She is much more beautiful than the photo."
In fact, she is beautiful and simply stunning. If Song Tingting hadn't testified, who would have been able to match the newspaper with the person in front of her.
Song Tingting heard the admiration in the boy's tone and immediately stamped her feet in disbelief, "Zhang Peng, what do you mean? Do you like her or me?"
"You, of course it's you, come on, my little baby is not angry anymore. Isn't it because she is your sister, I Aiwujiwu just praised her by the way." Zhang Peng talked sweetly and poured sugar into Song Tingting, which made people's skin crawl.
As soon as Song Ye, who was aware of the situation, opened his eyes, he immediately saw Zhang Peng's black hand wrapped around Song Tingting's waist. In this era of simple folk customs, even holding a small hand felt embarrassing, and now At that time, Zhang Peng and Song Tingting hugged each other openly, but they were already used to it.
She looked at it coldly, raised the corners of her mouth coldly, and said coldly, "Get out of my sight, don't pollute my eyes." Anyone who takes a look at it will understand that Song Tingting has today's troubles. The first appearance was all given by Zhang Peng, who was wearing famous brands and clinging to high branches in disguise. Song Ye didn't look down on her before, and he looks down on her even more now.
But the more indifferent and indifferent Song Ye became, the more energetic Song Tingting became. She hugged Zhang Peng's arm, bumped her not-yet-full vagina against his arm, and said coquettishly: "Look, this is how she treats me. Yes, Meimei had her legs broken by her, and my parents wanted me to come out to make money to support the family. This was all caused by Song Ye. Zhang Peng, if you really like me, you will avenge this for me today."
Although Zhang Peng was impatient that Song Tingting always liked to threaten her, but when he thought of the way this slut was having sex on the bed, his blood immediately surged up, not to mention that there were so many brothers watching behind him. It was lively, no matter what, I couldn't let a woman lose face in front of everyone.
Thinking like this, he stepped forward and yelled at Song Ye, "Hey, beauty, I'm so embarrassed to be so disrespectful. If you get up now and apologize to my mazi, this matter will still be solved." discuss."
Zhang Peng is dark and strong, tall and has a loud voice. If it were other girls who were yelled at, they would have been frightened to tears.
But Song Ye on the recliner remained motionless, not even moving his brows, which made Zhang Peng so embarrassed that he became angry.
"Bah, you stinky woman, you are so shameless. I will let you bask in the sun and make you feel comfortable." Zhang Peng spat on the ground and decided not to be polite anymore. He strode around to the sun umbrella and said to It's an iron pole fixed on the ground, and you have to kick it when you raise your feet.
At this moment, Song Ye, who was still relaxing on the recliner, suddenly stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched Zhang Peng's calf.
"Ah..." Zhang Peng screamed as he was hit unprepared and jumped several steps away like a frog.
Song Ye, who was sitting on the recliner, yawned, took back his stretching hand, turned over and continued to sleep, as if the punch just now was just an illusion.
Only Zhang Peng knew that his calf was cramping in pain.
"Zhang Peng, are you okay?" Song Tingting ran over from the other side, supported the benefactor, and immediately started making a fuss at Song Ye, "Song Ye, you are such a harmful person, it's not enough for Meimei to be disabled for life. , and now you are here to harm the person I like, are you deliberately trying to get in trouble with me?" Otherwise, women are always unreasonable in quarrels. It is obvious that they came here to seek abuse, and now they are saying that they are the one who suffers.
Song Ye was bothered by the noise and opened her eyes. Her cold and deep gaze fell on Song Tingting. The next second, she had turned over from the recliner and stepped onto the sand. She was approaching and in the blink of an eye she was in front of Song Tingting. .
"Ah!" Song Tingting screamed in fright, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but her neck tightened and the scarf of her sailor uniform was pulled back. She could only stay in front of Song Ye, looking into those cold eyes. The back of my head can't stop feeling cold.
"Song Meimei still owes me a life. You think about her so much, why not give her life to me." Song Ye's slow voice was quiet and without any fluctuation, like an evil ghost from hell, spraying on her The breath on his face was cold.
Song Tingting stuttered, her little face turned pale, "You, what do you want to do, Song Ye, my boyfriend is still here, you..."
"Bang!" Before he finished speaking, Song Ye suddenly opened his mouth and simulated the sound of a gunshot. Song Tingting's legs softened in fright. As soon as Song Ye let go, she fell down on the beach.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Song Tingting screamed heartbreakingly, holding her head and curling up in a ball on the ground. She thought of Song Meimei's twisted legs that day, her parents disappeared for a week without any reason, and Those men in black guard their homes and order them to work.
It was like living in hell during that time. Song Tingting finally climbed out after meeting Zhang Peng. She never wanted to go back to that hell.
She just wasn't willing to give in. Song Meimei was obviously disabled, so how could she get her mother's pity and let her drop out of school to make money to support the family.
Obviously Song Ye is just a bastard that no one wants, so why does she live such a happy life