she caused the gods to fall

Others usually rest for a few days after a wedding, either going out to play, or spending time at home as a couple. Shen Daiyi postponed it for a day because she was going to give a lecture at Fuda University today.

They had planned a five-day wedding vacation.

Shen Daiyi thought of going to Fuda University to give a lecture at three o'clock in the afternoon, and all the sleepy ones ran away.

"Then help me up quickly."

Song Qingyan amusedly pulled her up from the bed.

The woman's eyes were still a little swollen, and he remembered that she was crying and blooming in his arms last night.

Very beautiful.

The sense of brokenness is strong.

He was out of control last night.

Song Qingyan touched the end of her eyes with his fingertips, "Have you decided where to go for the next five days of wedding vacation?"

He had vacated five days of wedding leave, and had asked Shen Daiyi where he wanted to go.

Shen Daiyi said that she didn't think about it, but she must think about it today, and she can leave tonight.

"I want to go to the hot spring, and the rest of the time, I want to lie at home."

"it is good."

Shen Daiyi thought, going out must inevitably ask for Jiang Jiang Niang Niang, and she has to go out to play, how tiring, it is better to be at home than to go out.

At home, it is indeed a more correct choice.

Going out, Shen Daiyi may not be in the mood to play.

Shen Daiyi got up to wash up, in front of the mirror, her snowy neck was full of ambiguous traces from last night, all the way from her collarbone.

She recalled every bit of last night in her mind, and her cheeks were hot.

In WeChat, Shen Daiyi received a message from Gu Jiazhi.

: "I sent you a message after noon, are you up?"

: "I fell in love with a man at first sight last night."

: "He seems to be very good at doing it, but he seems to be very difficult to chase."

Unexpectedly, Gu Jiazhi saw the right man at her wedding. She was curious, "Who did you see?"

Gu Jiazhi works in the restoration of cultural relics, and she is very good at drawing, so she drew the man.

Gu Jiazhi: "It's the man's guest, can you help me ask Song Qingyan about his identity?"

Shen Daiyi: "OK."

She showed the painting to Song Qingyan: "Zhizhi asked me to ask you about his identity."

Song Qingyan glanced at the people in the painting: "The Jiang family, Jiang Chao."

Shen Daiyi had heard of Jiang Chao, and it was because of the huanghuali top spot.

Shen Daiyi: "He is Jiang Chao, you know."

Gu Jiazhi had heard of Jiang Chao, but it was the first time he had seen him last night.

She squinted her eyes, set a flag for herself, chased after Jiang Chao, and then slept with him.

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After lunch, Shen Daiyi drank two more cups of honey and lemonade to moisten her throat. Her throat seemed to have returned to its usual sweetness. She took some throat lozenges, and the effect was quick, and finally she was no longer hoarse.

She was wearing a pearl white silk shirt with a high collar, which tightly blocked those imaginative traces.

The long skirt is made of Japanese light-colored cotton and linen straps. Shen Daiyi wears simple and clear pearl earrings, and her soft and lazy half-tied hair makes her look gentle and generous.

Song Qingyan appeared in the cloakroom, approaching from behind.

"Mrs. Song, what perfume do you wear?"

"Freesia."

She just sprayed a little.

The taste will be lighter.

Song Qingyan seemed to like this smell very much, his breath fell on Xuebai's neck, causing a tingling numbness.

"The eyes are not red anymore." His thin lips touched the natural pearls, meaning something.

Now this pair of charming peach blossom eyes has been painted with beautiful eye makeup. The eyeballs are like gemstones, smooth, as if they have been washed with water.

"I put on the eye patch to reduce the swelling."

She has a long memory.

I won't cry anymore.

The more we cried, the more energetic Song Qingyan became.

Gentle, yet brutal.

At this time, in front of the mirror, the bodies of the two are inseparable, presenting an extremely intimate gesture.

Shen Daiyi took a look, her face turned red for no reason.

She reminded: "Song Qingyan, we are going out."

Song Qingyan stared at her leisurely: "Mrs. Song, what's the hurry, there is still plenty of time."

Not enough, not enough at all.

Shen Daiyi pretended to be indifferent: "Then I'll go downstairs and have another glass of water."

Song Qingyan said solemnly: "I'm not feeling well, I need Mrs. Song to... see a doctor for me."

See sick...

How is it different from the previous pulse diagnosis?

no difference.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Song Qingyan whispered four words in her ear.

She can hear clearly.

The man was talking about Xiao Song Qingyan.

Shen Daiyi suffered a critical hit of [-] points.

Song Qingyan's tone was dangerous: "Give Mrs. Song half an hour to help me get well, and shall we go out again?"

Shen Daiyi's red lips trembled slightly, not knowing what to say.

What a heavenly fairy with a beautiful scenery and a bright moon.

This is simply... a bad man.

……

The skirt swayed, and the woman's long white legs were looming.

Song Qingyan once again approached danger.

An hour and a half later, the car stopped at Fuda Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.

Song Qingyan put his hands on the steering wheel: "Mrs. Song is angry?"

Shen Daiyi glared at him beautifully: "You stained my skirt."

"It was my fault."

Shen Daiyi still turned her head away, "I don't accept it."

Song Qingyan really couldn't hold back: "Don't be angry, after Mrs. Song finishes her lecture, I'll let you dispose of it, you can play with it however you want."

What words.

play.

Is she that kind of person?

Shen Daiyi still went down the man's steps: "Then I have to think about how to play with you."