I married the rich and powerful

Xin Yu felt that his aura had changed. It wasn't that he became scary, but exuded a hormonal aura that made her heart beat faster and she had to back away to avoid his approach.

Song Jing took a big step at the end, reached out and clasped her slender waist directly to stop her from continuing to retreat, and gently took the water glass she was holding with the other hand so as not to fall to the ground and shattered it, and put it on the marble countertop beside her.

"Xin Yu, I'm not as scary as you imagined, don't be afraid of me." He looked down at her and said in a low voice.

"I'm not afraid of you." Xin Yu couldn't catch his too deep and ambiguous eyes, she lowered her head in a panic, and showed him a twist, "I just think that you... shouldn't get involved in other people's feelings."

"Are you and Xiao Yu heavy?" Song Jing asked her, "You and him are not suitable."

She belonged to him, that fake Xiao Yuzhong and rest Xiao missed her a little bit.

"Then I'm right with you? Mr. Song is too self-righteous." Xin Yu coldly pushed away his hand clasped around his waist, turned and walked away, but was hugged back by him again, this time firmly Falling into his chest, her breathing became weak, "You..."

"After I like someone, I won't change my mind so easily. I said we are suitable, and we are suitable. If you don't believe me, you can look back. See if you and Xiao Yuzhong, the ex-husband and wife, can get back together and continue to be husband and wife. See Can you accept a broken relationship and marriage in your heart? The original one may not be the best, and the later one may not be inappropriate."

When Song Jing said these words, he also said them to himself.

Xiao Yuzhong in the past is considered dead, and now he pursues her with a new identity and starts over.

Xin Yu opened his mouth to say something, but Song Jing suddenly let go of her after staring deeply at her, and turned around to take out the things in the shopping bag.

Xin Yu watched him tidy up in an orderly manner, and filled up the processing table. When he started to take the ingredients aside, she also went over to take the fruit snacks out of the kitchen.

Song Jing took the opportunity to see her back when she went out, and soon heard her words from outside the living room saying that the little one can't go so close to check the phone, and told her to only eat a few snacks.

Listening to the house full of life, Song Jing raised the corner of his mouth, happiness is self-evident.

Not long after, Xin Yu re-entered and started handling the ingredients, while Song Jing was beside him. Neither of them spoke, but they had a tacit understanding, as if they had known each other for many years.

This miraculous feeling of knowing what the other party wants without saying anything made Xin Yu's emotional resistance to Song Jing a little bit less. Of course, there were also Xiao Yuzhong's first fooling around with women in these things.

"Actually, I live alone, and I don't know how to cook. I usually eat takeaway. Why don't I come to your place to eat, and I can help you with the work to pay for the food, is that okay?" In order to meet her every day, Song Jing changed ways to integrate into her life circle.

After hearing this, Xin Yu felt that he didn't have any work for him to do, so he glanced at him and said calmly, "What can you do for me?"

Song Jing pretended to think seriously: "Buy vegetables, cook and pick up the children. After eating, I can still wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen. I can also take the children out to play during the holidays. I can also help with homework and put them to sleep. What do you think? "

In fact, he had already thought about these things.

Xin Yu thought that he could only talk about buying vegetables, cooking and picking up the children, but he didn't expect that he would propose something that she wanted to do but couldn't do, and offered to pay for it.

"You have to go to work, and sometimes you have to work overtime at night." She couldn't help reminding him, but she couldn't accept it.

Song Jing was able to speak eloquently, directly hitting the deepest part of her heart: "As long as you want to do it, you can find time no matter how busy you are, and if you don't want to do it, you don't have time no matter how idle you are."

It was this sentence that made Xin Yu's resistance to his feelings a little less.

"Mr. Song, it's the standard of a good man for you to be able to do these things. Why aren't you married yet? Isn't it..." Xin Yu paused, because the latter words were a bit difficult to say.

But Song Jing understood what she said: "Do you want to say that I have some unspeakable secrets?"

Xin Yu's pretty face flushed in vain, as she responded to his words.

Song Jing didn't say anything, but immediately expressed it with actions - pushing her against the countertop, with her lower body clinging to her lower abdomen.

Xin Yu was so frightened that he didn't dare to act rashly, especially when he felt the hardness on his lower abdomen was threatening him, his face was so red that he could bleed, and his throat was so tense that he couldn't say a word.

He... he he he...!

"Would you like to try it out, do I have something to hide, huh?"

Xin Yu turned his head to the other side, as if this would dissipate the high fever on his face, but it didn't, it was just a psychological effect.

"Do you want it, huh?" Knowing that she was too embarrassed to speak, Song Jing asked again on purpose, just to tease her and let her know how tough he was.

"no, do not want……"

The sound was as thin as a mosquito, like a soft cat coquettish sound, which fell into Song Jing's ears and immediately touched his heart. It was extremely itchy, his body became hot uncontrollably, and his sexy Adam's apple slipped up and down involuntarily.

"Xin Yu..." The deep voice was hoarse, and the lust was extremely obvious.

Xin Yu didn't dare to imagine what would happen next, when she reached out to push him away——

"Mom, Uncle Shuai's phone call!" The footsteps of Xiao BuDian running in sounded.

Song Jing and Xin Yu immediately separated, each trying to make a fuss about it, and this was what Xiao BuDian came in with his mobile phone in his hand.

Xin Yu turned to look at her, walked over and picked up the phone to answer: "What's the matter?"

The nervousness of the previous second cooled down because he walked out of the kitchen to answer the phone call. All he could think of was the picture of Xiao Yu hugging the woman again, and the picture of him sleeping on the same bed with the woman, although it was only from the woman's mouth. I knew he was sleeping, but the picture was already very vivid, so I didn't need to see it with my own eyes.

"A Yu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to not answer your call. I drank some wine and fell asleep." Xiao Yuzhong apologized on the phone, his tone full of annoyance.

"I know, you drank not just a little, but a lot, otherwise a woman wouldn't tell me that you fell asleep." Xin Yu said coldly, "I slept so comfortably and so well, why are you calling me? ? Go ahead!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up, and at the same time, there was a backlog of anger in his stomach.

Xiao Yuzhong's call came in again, but Xin Yu didn't want to answer it, so he hung up.

He thought that if he made it so clear, Xiao Yuzhong should understand what he was bothered about, and he shouldn't call her again to make her angry, at least not now, but would directly find her and explain it face-to-face.

But Xiao Yu called again.

And the more this happened, the angrier Xin Yu became, and he turned off the phone directly.

Song Jing came out, saw her angry look, walked over and asked concerned: "Who is so angry on the phone?"

Xin Yu looked at him sullenly, and said unabashedly when walking past him: "Ex-husband."

Song Jing narrowed his eyes secretly.