It is true that Song Ye has a strong dividing line between internal and external intimacy. If it turns into a circle, Yuan Song and Yun Hua, naturally Yun Hua is more important. Even if there was such a concept as protecting one's shortcomings, she wouldn't mind admitting it.
Last time at the beach, Song Ye had already warned Yuan Song, and what he said was not a lie. If Yuan Song really became a scumbag and hurt Yun Hua's heart, then as a relative, she would not be soft on him. .
After being given an ultimatum by his boss, Yuan Song obviously got closer to Yun Hua after sitting at the dinner table, but there was still no communication between the two parties.
Song Ye didn't pay attention. He raised his eyes and scanned the circle of people. He raised the red wine glass in his hand and the slight alienation between his eyebrows softened. "Thanks to everyone for the hard work in the past half year." He didn't say that he would pick up the slack for her. Song Ye's thanks from Xichen were more like holding a celebration banquet to comfort these brothers under his command.
"No hard work, we are willing to go through all kinds of hardships and fires for the boss." The young man from the Night Gang immediately responded to the call, flattering loudly and sincerely.
The programmers on Yunye's side were also a little excited while holding their wine glasses, "It's all Mr. Song who gave us the opportunity, otherwise we would still be in a small shabby house now. In the future, I want to follow Mr. Song all over the world." It is said that every otaku always has a dream of being in the world. Tonight, Wang Tiechuan and the others talked about their past hard work experiences, which made these stay-at-home otakus very excited.
"It will happen one day." Song Ye nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his lips.
When everyone heard her promise, they all cheered up. They all believed that Song Ye would not tell lies, and as long as it was something she promised, it would definitely come true.
"Okay, let's toast to the boss. The team from Beijing has achieved another great achievement. We have taken another step towards the whole country." Wang Tiechuan stood up, his tall and strong body straight and straight, holding the wine glass, and his voice was sonorous and powerful. If it hadn't been for him Song Ye's aura is suppressed, and he is believed to be the overlord in other fields.
Everyone at the table also stood up, holding wine glasses, and said loudly: "To the boss." "To Mr. Song."
Then, everyone raised their heads and drank the red wine in their glasses.
Song Ye looked at the excited and youthful faces and took a sip of his drink. His neck raised high revealed a graceful arc, wanton and unrestrained.
Xu Zihang, who was sitting opposite her, looked at the small and delicate chin, the long and slender fingers holding the wine glass, the slightly raised smile lines at the corners of the girl's eyes, Yue Hung's mouth was throbbing and uneasy, but the red wine that fell into her mouth was full of... The bitterness.
A full month has passed since the results of the high school entrance examination came out.
He no longer had any contact with the overnight gang affairs and devoted all his energy to political studies.
He was so eager and serious about getting into Shi Yi Gao, but he failed. No one could understand the melancholy in his heart. In the next three years, he would not be able to stay with Song Ye.
His feelings of discouragement, frustration and loss were forcibly turned into motivation. He still followed the original promise to embark on the path of political career as soon as possible and used his best ability to help her.
However, in just half a month, Song Ye went to the capital, contained the Qin family, destroyed the Leng family, and placed the flag of Yaowangtang in the heart of the country. While everyone was rejoicing, Xu Zihang's heart was filled with sadness and helplessness.
I have been working hard to catch up with Song Ye's pace, but the achievements achieved by the other party are always beyond the reach of others.
He still can't understand it now, but decades later, when he thinks about this problem again, he will always laugh at himself.
Such a person who is destined to stand at the top of the pyramid is destined to be extraordinary. What a terrible reference object he chose in the first place.
Young people always have many worries on their minds, but it's a pity that Song Ye couldn't detect such secret love and heartache.
After dinner, everyone gathered around to play cards and have fun until late at night and got drunk again.
Tang Yixiao took the quilt to cover them. When passing by the sofa, he looked deeply at Xu Zihang, who was red-faced and drunk and unconscious. He leaned down and gently pressed his lips to the corner of his mouth.
After she reacted, she seemed to be frightened by her own actions. She stood up instantly, looked around to make sure no one noticed, and then hurried away with a red face.
It happened that Song Ye was practicing her supernatural powers in the room, pressing her forehand against the wall to expand her range of perception. As her physical fitness gradually improved, her strength became stronger and stronger, and the range of perception through the wall gradually expanded. This will Every corner of the house can be detected bit by bit.
Therefore, the scene where Tang Yixiao secretly did something bad to his relative Xu Zihang happened to be seen by her.
At this time, Song Ye, whose emotional line reflection arc was so long that it circled the earth, finally came to his senses.
Oh, it turns out that Tang Yixiao fell in love with Xu Zihang.
Like... This term is very unfamiliar to her, but the tenderness and tenderness of the girl's mouth at that moment is very beautiful.
Clicking, the slight sound of the door opening drew her attention back. Song Ye sat on the bed without moving, but the detection range had already reached the room behind her.
The person who opened the door was Yuan Song from the opposite side. The direction he walked out was not to go to the toilet, but to Yunhua's room diagonally opposite. After gently twisting the door handle and finding that it was locked, he took it out of his pocket. A card was carefully pressed against the crack of the door. The moment the door opened, he quickly stepped in and then locked the door back.
The light in the room was dim, and a vague figure could be seen vaguely on the bed. Yuan Song did not say hello, but leaned over and kissed Yun Hua tightly. The latter was awakened and let out a cry. , after seeing clearly who the visitor was, tears burst into his eyes.
"Don't cry, Yun Hua. If you cry, it means you love me." Yuan Song moved his hands up and down the quilt. He was obviously familiar with Yun Hua's body. He made her face turn red in a few moments, but The crystal tears on her eyelashes are always there and cannot be wiped away.
The most difficult thing to bear is the tears of a beautiful woman. Yuan Song, a love libertine, was defeated after all. He sighed, hugged the person under him and murmured, "Okay, I admit it, I won't force you anymore, I will just keep it." I'll stick with you, okay?" He didn't want to force her anymore about relationships, status, likes and love. Even if the hard shell in her heart could never be erased in this life, he could only accept it.
After the woman in her arms heard this sentence, her silent tears finally turned into a heavy downpour. She cried while kissing Yuan Song's lips. At this moment, she finally decided to give up all her defenses and follow her own will. In my heart, "I love you..."