The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 101 President, Let’s Sing Together (26)

Qiao Rong followed Duan Yu out of the hospital.

After getting in the car, Duan Yu suddenly leaned over, passed her hands around her, pulled the seat belt, and helped her buckle it up.

After buttoning it, he didn't leave, but continued to bend down and approach her.

The warm breath spread on the tip of her nose, bringing a tingling sensation.

Qiao Rong was stunned for a moment, shrank back slightly, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Duan Yu stared at her quietly, his tone unclear: "Do you really want to sing a love song duet with Song Ze?"

Qiao Rong was surprised: "...it's just a man and a woman singing a song together."

Duan Yu twitched the corner of his lips coldly: "You don't think his song is a love song?"

Qiao Rong: ...

She really didn't know what types of Song Ze's songs were.

She hesitated slightly: "...just singing."

Duan Yu was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "Why do you value singing so much?"

He originally thought that she just wanted to be a star and become popular.

Therefore, from the beginning, I simply threw resources at her, regardless of whether they were suitable for her.

It wasn't until yesterday's incident that he carefully looked through the comments on the Internet that he realized that she had been hacked like this.

But she seemed to be unaware of these.

Or rather, don't care at all.

However, he still only has great enthusiasm for singing.

As if nothing in the world could affect her desire to sing.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he really hated this feeling.

Qiao Rong heard his question, thought about the original owner's mood, and answered seriously: "Because I hope that the songs I sing can be recognized by more people."

Duan Yu paused for a second, then continued to ask: "Then why do you have to work so hard?"

He doesn't even care about his own body.

Qiao Rong blinked and replied truthfully, "Because I want to succeed within a year."

Duan Yu was a little surprised when he heard this: "...why are you in such a hurry?"

Qiao Rong pursed her lips, a little embarrassed: "...This is an appointment with you."

Duan Yu:?
He looked at her serious expression with some doubts.

When did he make an appointment with her?
Speaking of promises...

Duan Yu frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly remembered the contract he saw last night.

It was decided on the day they received the certificate, and it clearly listed all the conditions and agreements during their marriage.

One by one, blunt and ironic.

The distance between her and him was clearly separated.

How indifferent he felt when he first wrote this contract, how painful it was when he read it again last night.

Those treaties were like sharp daggers, slashing one after another on his heart until his whole heart became bloody and painful.

At that moment, he only felt that he was in a mess, and he didn't even dare to go back to his room to find her. He only dared to touch her obsessively and helplessly after she fell asleep, so as to give his heart temporary comfort...

……

And one of those treaties is what he said, he will only support her for one year, and after one year...

Duan Yu's eyes became extremely dark in an instant, he held Qiao Rong's hand tightly, stared at her firmly, and said in a difficult voice, "...you want to divorce me?"

Qiao Rong was unprepared, and her two small hands were suddenly bound together forcefully by a big hand, causing some pain.

She frowned unconsciously.

Duan Yu's eyes were suddenly covered with a dark light, panic and fear suddenly surged in his heart, and his long eyelashes began to tremble uneasily and helplessly.

His breathing was disordered, a thin layer of hostility enveloped his face, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "...Do you really want to divorce me?"

Qiu Rong felt the low pressure coming from all directions, and felt a little strange: "Don't you want a divorce?"

Duan Yu's hand holding her suddenly tightened again.

Qiao Rong hissed lightly.

Duan Yu paused for a second, then suddenly let out a cold snort, then lowered his head suddenly, grabbed her lips directly, and began to bite and suck vigorously, the movements were not gentle at all, as if he wanted to squeeze himself His rage and panic were communicated to her.

Qiao Rong was startled by this sudden almost cruel kiss.

She was stunned for a second, her eyes widened, and then subconsciously began to whimper and resist, with her little hands constantly struggling outward, trying to break free from his control.

At the same time, she turned her face to the side, avoiding his kiss.

Duan Yu seemed instantly stimulated by this evasion, and became even more out of control.

He withdrew his other hand that was propped on the car window, pinched her chin easily, turned her face back forcefully, and then regained his breath.

……

(End of this chapter)