Sweet crazy!The abstinent tycoon spoils the queen as a delicate cub

they?

Who are they?

Liang Xi didn't react for a while, she was silent for a few seconds, she raised her eyes inadvertently, and met the man's teasing and smiling phoenix eyes.

A thought flashed through her mind suddenly, so fast that she suddenly realized.

The haze immediately covered his face, and even his small, white and tender ears were surprisingly red.

She lowered her head and buried her face in the man's neck, her nose was filled with the fresh scent of rosin and light flowers from his body, her cheeks became hotter, and she said angrily, "Song Heqing, why are you such a rascal now?"

Mouth full of nasty words.

Fortunately, he had the nerve to carry this string of beads with him.

"It's just the truth." Song Heqing laughed dumbly, bowed her head, and kissed her hair lightly with her crimson lips. Her hoarse voice was pampering, teasing deliberately, "Husband and wife|love, why is my wife still shy?"

"I'm not as thick-skinned as you." Liang Xi bit his neck lightly, like a milk cat, leaving two rows of small teeth marks, which made people itch.

For more than half a month, he was going crazy with her thoughts, and now the little highness is sitting on his lap and moving non-stop.

After such a commotion, Song Heqing suddenly had a /feeling/feeling.

"Wife—" His voice was low and hoarse, full of lust.

After so many times, Liang Xi was not so shy.

She straightened her sitting posture, put her hands around his neck, shook her head and refused, "No, you have to have a good rest."

"I've rested." Song Heqing's hot breath sprinkled on her delicate skin, while speaking, the warm and cool palm on her waist became dishonest.

Liang Xi really wanted him to have a good rest for a few days this time. Cheng You said that during that time in Longcheng, he only slept for a few hours a day.

People are not made of iron. Such high-intensity work will eventually wear them down one day.

But the little Buddha took the weak (min) point of her body very tightly, and after a few strokes, she became/distracted/fascinated.

The atmosphere in the room was more ambiguous than Ying Ying Zhuo Zhuo.

critical time.

Cheng You's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Sir, someone from the Central Committee is here."

……

Song Heqing paused, raised his head, the turbulent darkness in his eyes was not reduced by half, and his hoarse voice was cold and warm, "Get lost."

Across two doors, Cheng You could feel the terrifying killing intent in his master's heart.

Noticing that the master's voice was wrong, he more or less knew what might have happened inside.

For an instant.

Cheng You only felt his scalp numb and wanted to cry but had no tears. Between being punished by his husband and killing himself, he chose the latter with tears in his eyes.

After all, Chengshang is currently embroidering koi fish like a girl with yellow flowers, and at the same time studying how to save his life after being sent to the Tiyinluo Rainforest.

Oh no, he had to dismiss the people at the door before killing himself.

Thinking about it, Cheng Yousheng turned and left without love.

In this gloomy weather, the fallen leaves are blowing everywhere with the wind, and his tall and strong back carries an indescribable bleakness.

in the bedroom.

Liang Xi calmed down her unsteady breath, and the crimson color in her beautiful eyes had almost disappeared. She rubbed the man's soft hair, and comforted her in her advice, "Ah Qing, you should deal with work first, and wait for you to come back." Let's go on."

If this kind of thing is disturbed, the little Buddha, who usually does not show his emotions, will inevitably sink into a handsome face that turns all living beings upside down, and the elegant aura around him is mixed with violence, which is very penetrating.

Without saying a word, he gradually tightened his arms around the woman.

Inexplicably makes people feel aggrieved.

Liang Xi patted him on the back, like coaxing a child, and said softly, "Okay baby, people have come to the door, it must be something important, you go and see, I'll wait for you when you come back."

"Wife." Song Heqing suppressed the impatience in her heart, raised her eyebrows, pursed her thin lips, and her face was full of reluctance.

Liang Xi cupped his cheeks with both hands, and kissed him twice, "Good boy, they will keep coming if you don't go, don't you want to be with me at night?"

Hearing this sentence, Song Heqing sighed, got up and got out of bed, and tidied his cuffs slowly.

Liang Xi went to the cloakroom with him, and originally wanted to pick out a formal suit, but Song Heqing took a set of home clothes by herself.

The white round neck sweater with excellent texture hangs down naturally, the black hair wraps around his slender legs, and the gold-rimmed glasses stand on the bridge of his tall nose, warm as jade and cool as fog.

It is rare to see him wearing this style of clothes, which is completely different from the mature charm when he was wearing formal clothes. Now he looks like a male college student in his 20s.

White clothes, smooth fur, and gold-rimmed glasses.

A super handsome gentleman from science and technology.

Liang Xi sat on the soft bed, cupped her cheeks with both hands, said with frowning eyes, "Honey, I think you look a lot younger now."

"You mean, I'm usually very old?" Song Heqing narrowed her phoenix eyes, her tone of voice was somewhat dangerous.Then he bent down, wrapped one hand around her slender waist, and bent his other hand through her legs, and carried her out of the cloakroom.

Liang Xi shook her head hastily, with a strong desire to survive, "Not old or old! Usually the charm of a mature man, but now it is more youthful, I like it, I like it!"

heard.

The corners of Song Heqing's lips curled into an undetectable arc, and she was placed on the big soft bed, with his hands propped by her side, his handsome face approaching, and he bit her cherry lips unexpectedly.

"wait for me."

Liang Xi blinked and nodded obediently.

She knew that he didn't want the group of people outside to see her.

Opening the door, there is already a strong wind outside, and the dark clouds are overwhelming. This time the storm has a feeling of destroying the world.

Song Heqing's black and soft hair was messed up by the strong wind, revealing his white forehead and the piercing cold eyes under his eyes. He put his left hand in his pocket, and his right hand naturally hung by his side, hanging on his jade-like long fingers. Touching the emerald green jade beads with full of enamel, the fingertips twitched from time to time.

"Sir." The passing servants greeted respectfully.

Song Heqing nodded slightly, her cold eyes fell on Fu Ling who was walking towards this side, and she ordered softly, "Let Cheng You bring them in."

"Yes." Fu Ling replied, bouncing away with half of the watermelon snatched from Xiaodie still in her arms.

In the study, the light is dim and hazy.

The rich fragrance of ink permeates the air, the precious vases and jade pieces on the ancient shelf are amazing, the scrolls on the wall are all rolled up strangely, and there is a bouquet of blue and white tea in full bloom on the desk.

Song Heqing was lazily sitting in front of the pear wood tea table, with his arms resting on the armrests, and holding a stick of black incense with his fingertips, he was fiddling with the oiled paper wrapped around the wooden branch.

Subtle footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and Cheng You's deliberately lowered figure came from outside:

"Sir, Director Gong and the others are here."