Warm Marriage Addiction: My Wife Is So Sweet

Chapter 118: A strong kiss in the car

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Kang Ziwen heard the sudden words, because he was so shocked and stunned that he couldn't move at all. This is more surprising than just introducing Song Qiyue to his family.

It is far more than that!

Song Qiyue smoked a few cigarettes. She threw the cigarette butt on the ground and trampled off the toe of her high heels.

Before Kang Ziwen could react, Song Qiyue dropped a sentence, "Go, bye."

Afterwards, she turned around and got into Mo Zhengyan's car. Mo Zhengyan was silent all the time, and he also got in the car.

The driver drove the two of them away and drove out of Kang's house.

Kang Ziwen was still standing at the gate of the villa. He was lost for a while, but frowned. He looked at the rear of the car away, some lost, some hollow, and he didn't know what to do.

Leaving the villa, all the lively noise fell behind my ears.

The car was silent, almost dull.

Song Qiyue yelled to the driver and reported the address of Song's house, "Mr. Driver, drive to this address."

The driver looked into the rear mirror and waited for Mr. Mo's instructions.

As a result, before waiting, the driver thought it was tacit approval and drove there.

Song Qiyue held the car window support with one hand, she looked sideways, "Uncle, don't you want to chat with me?"

Mo Zhengyan looked ahead, and he slowly said, "At the Kang family just now, I thought you had enough talk with others."

"It's only us now. It's boring not to speak. I'm most afraid of boredom." She smiled.

"I think you enjoy it too, they praise you." The relatives of Fang Cai Kang's family kept complimenting them, but Mo Zhengyan didn't hear it.

"Even though I like to hear others praise me, but those are all scenes. Even if they were changed to other girls, they still said the same." Song Qiyue was very clear.

"Your aunt is so satisfied with him, and his family doesn't seem to disagree. When a woman marries, it's not just to find a way to rely on him, besides, he is a little sincere towards you."

"Uncle, you have a perspective mirror, do you see through a person's heart?"

"Kang Ziwen is not a person who can lie." Mo Zhengyan said calmly.

Indeed, Kang Ziwen is not good at hiding. It is really rare in this noble circle and is the best one. He was so easy to see through, so she found out at the beginning.

"Your subtext is saying that he really loves me?" Song Qiyue asked rhetorically, "Does he love me, so I must love him too? Love is not an equal exchange, he treats me well. I also want to be nice to him, I don't owe him."

What she said was indifferent and casual, but she also acted arbitrarily. Song Qiyue calmly said, "I admit that I am selfish and profitable."

"You are so clever and not tired?" His voice was quiet.

"Smart people are tired, how does that fool live?"

"Sometimes people are silly to live happily." He said quietly.

Song Qiyue smiled, "How can I be smart? Ask me to continue to socialize to Kang Ziwen, and then slowly refuse him, saying that you are good, and I am not worthy of you?"

"Forget it, this is going to exhaust me." Song Qiyue shook her head.

She is not accustomed to saying this, and the results are too slow, and the front is too long.

In silence, Mo Zhengyan said faintly, "So, I decided to find someone as a shield to completely cut off his thoughts."

His voice was gentle, but in the end there was a haze!

Song Qiyue chuckled, she smiled and said, "Where did I know that he would chase him out, I wanted to sneak away like this, hey, there was no time."

"Uncle, you know, sometimes it's just such a coincidence." They didn't happen once or twice anyway.

"July, do you think I will believe?" Mo Zhengyan looked at her sideways.

"If you don't believe me, I can't help it." Song Qiyue said softly.

But he felt that his eyes were concentrated in the dark car.

In an instant, he suddenly approached her, she only felt a pain in her arm!

She had been caught by him, and she fell towards him.

Song Qiyue was pressed into the car seat by him and fell completely to his side. Mo Zhengyan turned sideways, his hand clasped her chin. Just two fingers, thumb and index finger, gently pinching her. That strength was suddenly shocking, creaking, as if to crush her!

The painful sensation came clearly from the jaw!

Song Qiyue reluctantly, raised her eyes to a pair of Mo Zhengyan's eyes, looking at her coldly.

"I hate others using me most. Don't have a second time." He whispered.

That is a warning! It is a shocking warning!

Song Qiyue hadn't seen Mo Zhengyan's side, clearly not gloomy to the point of horror, but it made people horrified from the heart!

Song Qiyue didn't know what the result would be if she committed another crime, she just nodded subconsciously.

"I heard?"

She nodded again.

"Speak!" he ordered.

"I heard..." As soon as she spoke, his kiss fell!

It was his tongue, at this time, completely invading her mouth, stirring everything up, he kissed wildly, sucking everything from her. Song Qiyue was suffocated, her breath was robbed, and she gradually felt hypoxia! She began to reject him, but she couldn't defend it at all!

Mo Zhengyan's strength was so great that her arm was so painful that it was almost troublesome, she reluctantly endured it!

Can't go on like this...

What is she going to do?

Song Qiyue was a little hurried, but she told herself to calm down.

Finally, in his almost crude and arrogant kiss, she gave up resistance. And his kiss became tender again, hooked her and kissed, little by little, inch by inch.

Repeatedly, fighting, swallowing.

It's not warm like him in normal days, as if to swallow her completely!

Song Qiyue only felt the heat in her neck, and his lips fell on her neck again, gnawing a mark on the back of her neck.

"Mo... Zheng Yan..." She began to shout!

She began to feel this unusual kiss, with the lust that came from the sky, and felt it in his breath.

And they are still in the car at the moment.

The car was driven by the driver, not knowing where it was going.

His hand, I don't know when, went around her back, and even pulled down the zipper of her skirt. The temperature of his palm, gently, touched her skin!

In an instant, it was extremely hot.

Song Qiyue was suppressed and kissed by him, and she suddenly couldn't control the situation anymore, which made her panic!

"Your dress is very suitable, it looks beautiful on you."

He praised it, but it felt uncomfortable.

"Someone...here...in the car...let go..." Very difficult, Song Qiyue spit out this sentence.

With chaotic kisses and touches, chaotic touches and resistance, she couldn't help raising her head to avoid, "Let go of me..."

Just as he was getting more and more arrogant, Mo Zhengyan bit her ear suddenly and said, "Say you are wrong."

His words were like the magic talisman of amnesty, how dare Song Qiyue no longer obey.

She hurriedly said, "I was wrong!"

"Say you won't do it again in the future." He bit her ear lightly, he knew that there was her sensitive point!

She couldn't help but hurriedly said, "I don't make anymore! I was wrong!"

Hearing her begging for mercy and promise, Mo Zhengyan touched her face again and lowered his head to kiss her. After kissing her for a long time, he let go.

"The next time, it won't be that simple." His eyes were still full of lust, but he had calmed down.

It's just that the breath is still a bit disordered, even the one who carries her. Song Qiyue could only nod her head, not daring to talk nonsense. Mo Zhengyan slowly released her, with his fingers on her back, pulling up the zipper of her skirt again. Then he sat quietly in the car again, and he stopped talking.

Song Qiyue's hair was a little messy, and the whole person was even more embarrassed.

Immediately afterwards, no one spoke again.

Until, the car drove to the door of Song's old house, Song Qiyue said, "Thank you for sending me back."

Song Qiyue got out of the car and left, she strode away.

"Stop." The car window lowered, but Mo Zhengyan called her again.

Song Qiyue has a certain pace, she can only turn around, turn around and walk to the front of the car, "What's the matter, uncle?"

"Next time Kang Ziwen will look for you, you can call me directly." He whispered.

Song Qiyue was stunned, and then asked directly without going through his brain, "You mean, I can continue to use you as a shield?"

Mo Zhengyan was sitting in the car, and he looked at her sideways, his eyes cold and indifferent.

"Ah, no, can I ask my uncle to continue to help? Ha." Song Qiyue smiled and quickly changed her statement.

Mo Zhengyan shouldn't, it's tacit approval.

"Then thank you very much, uncle, you are so kind to me." She hurriedly flattered, "it's not early, uncle, good night."

Song Qiyue was about to turn around again, and Mo Zhengyan shouted again, "More."

She had to stop again! Song Qiyue turned around and looked at him with a smile, "Yes, please order."

Mo Zhengyan also looked at her and said lightly, "Smoking is harmful to health."

Song Qiyue froze again, did he mean to care about her?

"Oh." She replied.

Mo Zhengyan had already retracted his sight, he said "driving" and the driver stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the lights were still on in the Song's villa.

It's just that the uncle's family went to bed very early, and they had already gone back to the room to rest.

"Uncle housekeeper, are they all asleep?" Song Qiyue asked.

"Yes, Miss July."

"What about Auntie Jun?"

"The second lady is also asleep."

Song Qiyue was relieved now, she was really afraid that Aunt Jun would hold her to ask about tonight's situation.

Going upstairs and entering her room smoothly, Song Qiyue lost her high heels and tossed her bag, stepped barefoot on the carpet, and walked into the bathroom. After taking a hot shower, Song Qiyue stood in front of the bathing station, wiping her wet hair. When I looked up like this, I found something strange!

Both of her arms turned out to be a big green.

There was also a big obvious bruise on her neck!

Song Qiyue naturally knew what it was. It was just the mark left by excessive force when Mo Zhengyan kissed her strongly and held her neck. Also, the hickey under his lips when he kissed her neck! The unclear traces mixed together, making her suddenly feel hot.

It's not that Song Qiyue and him have never been together, but looking at the traces of rose at this moment, she only felt a slight warmth on her face.

...

Last night, a farce of entanglement ended, and Song Qiyue slept soundly at night.

When she woke up the next day, Song Qiyue was a little worried. After all, she left without saying goodbye to the Kang family banquet yesterday. She was not afraid to offend the Kang family, nor was she worried that the Kang family would have a bad impression of her. It's just that the only thing she is afraid of is Aunt Jun, who is worried that Aunt Jun will come to ask about the situation.

But no, get up early and have breakfast, Aunt Jun is in the kitchen.

Song Qiyue walked over, "Aunt Jun, I'm hungry."

"July, did you feel unwell last night?" When Aunt Jun heard the call, she hurriedly turned her back to ask.

Song Qiyue was taken aback, why was she uncomfortable?

Aunt Jun walked towards her again, "You were still sleeping in the morning. Aunt Kang called me. She said that you were not feeling well. You left first last night. She asked me if you were better?"

Song Qiyue understood.

This is probably the reason Kang Ziwen made up for her early retirement.

When thinking of Kang Ziwen, Song Qiyue also sighed, "I'm getting better. I just felt a little sick in my stomach yesterday, probably because of a cold."

"Is it all right now? Go to the hospital, right?"

"No need, a good night's sleep is all right."

"Then I will make breakfast for you, and you will sit down for a while."

Song Qiyue sat down in the dining chair with her hands resting on her cheeks, "Auntie Jun, why didn't you tell me yesterday that Kang Ziwen was going to show me to his family."

"Actually, you knew it a long time ago, so yesterday I specially asked Xiang Wan to take me to pick the clothes." Song Qiyue thought about it at this moment, and then completely understood.

Although the Song family has a dedicated chef, Auntie Jun still loves to cook by herself. She was turning her back to her, making breakfast for her, smiling and replied, "If I told you early in the morning, would you still go?"

Hey, I really won't go.

Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows, "It looks like you were bought by Kang Ziwen."

"What did you buy? Just look at what you said." Aunt Jun brought porridge, side dishes, and hot milk for her.

She also sat down and ate breakfast with her, "I didn't know that I was invited by Ziwen. But Aunt Kang told me in private, she told me not to tell you, for fear of you being nervous. We also want you to leave a good impression on everyone and be well-dressed, how nice it is."

Song Qiyue drank a small half cup of milk, nodded her head, and started breakfast.

"Look, this effect will come out. Your Aunt Kang said that their family likes you, and the old man also likes you, and praises you for your good temperament and beautiful appearance."

Song Qiyue continued to nod and eat.

"I said you child, you have known Ziwen a long time ago, why didn't you tell me?" Aunt Jun asked.

"Aunt Kang told you?"

"Auntie Kang told me this morning too. She said you knew each other when you were in Hong Kong City. Have you ever worked together before?"

"I used to work in Wuzhou and I happened to have a project with his company, so I met."

"That's really good. It seems that people have been interested in you a long time ago, otherwise they won't be so enthusiastic. I have just introduced you and I will take you to see his family." Aunt Jun was very pleased and asked again, "There is such a thing. A good boy is pursuing you, why don't you tell me?"

Song Qiyue said, "I don't know him very well yet."

"Is it a bit familiar now? Ziwen has a good character, looks good, and likes you, and took you to see your parents. The Kang family also likes you to recognize you. I think this marriage is really good. "Aunt Jun analyzed one by one.

Aunt Jun looked at her and asked eagerly, "July, how about you? Do you like Ziwen? What do you think of him?"

Seeing this, Aunt Jun is very satisfied with Kang Ziwen, and she can't wait for them to settle down like this. However, Song Qiyue could not explain the truth to Aunt Jun. First, she couldn't bear to break her rare expectation, and second, it was also because of Kang Ziwen.

Without waiting for her to respond, Aunt Jun said again, "Let's invite him to eat at home today."

Song Qiyue picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth. She smiled and said, "Auntie Jun, don't you mean that girls should be reserved or put on airs?"

Aunt Jun frowned and smiled, "Now it's time to strike while the iron is hot."

"I still think it's too fast." Song Qiyue thought for a while, "I'll make an appointment with him alone."

Aunt Jun thought about it and said, "Yes, you can't be too anxious. If you two get along again, then you should call Ziwen and invite him."

Hey, how worried she is that she won't be able to marry.

Back in the room, Song Qiyue took out her cell phone to contact Kang Ziwen.

He answered the phone on the other end, Kang Ziwen's voice was low, "July."

Song Qiyue said, "Kang Ziwen, are you free now? I would like to ask you for a cup of coffee and wait for you at the cafe last time."

She said it simply and quickly, as if she had decided long ago, Kang Ziwen agreed.

After hanging up Kang Ziwen, Song Qiyue called Mo Zhengyan again, "Hi, uncle, good morning."

"What's the matter?" He asked succinctly.

Song Qiyue said, "I and Kang Ziwen are going to meet at the cafe now."

"and then."

"I need you." She said with a smile.

"Location." He asked.

Song Qiyue reported it immediately, and she said again, "Uncle, you don't have to rush to start, slow down, about twenty minutes later, love you love you."

She was smiling, but he hung up with a "pop".

There was a buzzing blind sound on the other end, and Song Qiyue frowned.

Obviously he took the initiative to bring it up, and he went to him for Kang Ziwen's affairs, and now he is so unhappy.

The man's heart is indeed a sea needle.

Song Qiyue changed clothes at random and set off.

Before I went out, I was seen by Aunt Jun, "July, how do you go out in this way? Change your clothes."

Song Qiyue's body was a T-shirt, a thin coat, and a pair of jeans from when she was young, which she found in the closet, but they were all still wearable.

She was too lazy to take care of it, "I'm leaving."

It's that cafe again, and it's still afternoon.

Only this time, the meeting between the two was not as casual and natural as before.

Kang Ziwen arrived late, and Song Qiyue had come first.

"Sorry, I'm late, I made you wait." Kang Ziwen apologized.

Song Qiyue smiled, "I just came, too, not long."

Today's Kang Ziwen is not as sunny as before. He seems to be trapped in a mist, struggling hard, but can't find a breakthrough.

This look is really pitiful and haggard.

Even Song Qiyue couldn't bear it.

The coffee smelled in front of each other, Song Qiyue said, "Sorry, I was too direct last night. If it hurts you, I apologize to you."

"No!" Kang Ziwen replied immediately, "You don't have to apologize to me."

Song Qiyue asked, "Kang Ziwen, do you think I'm lying to you? Collusion with my uncle?"

Kang Ziwen is not without this idea, he is completely lost and can't tell the truth from the false. Moreover, she was not without precedent before, colluding with her secretary to deceive him once. Kang Ziwen's silence has undoubtedly given her an answer.

Song Qiyue stared at it and said seriously, "I treat you as a friend and will not lie to you again."

At this moment, her sincere eyes were clear and bottomed.

Suddenly, there was a little hesitation in my heart, and I was still telling myself that it wouldn't really be the case. This fluke disappeared.

Turned to ashes.

At this time, someone approached, but He Sangsang interrupted them.

He Sangsang said, "Miss Song, Mr. Mo is waiting for you."

Hearing this, Song Qiyue turned her head, and Kang Ziwen did.

I saw a car parked on the side of the road outside the cafe.

That is Mr. Mo's car.

The window was closed tightly, and he was not seen.

But it seemed to feel that he was sitting in the car, watching them silently.