After the divorce, the CEO begged me to get back together

Qin Sang and Song Qian fell asleep.

When both of them were unconscious, Qin Sang only remembered hearing him whisper a word when she finally lost consciousness, but she wished she hadn't heard it.

He said, Sangsang, I have been forcing myself not to love you, I am really sorry.

When she woke up the next day, Qin Sang's head was sore. When she sat up from the bed with her arms propped up, she saw Song Qian already dressed and standing in front of the French window.

Every pain in my body reminded me how crazy I was last night.

She didn't know if she had done something very bold, but she could vaguely feel that Song Qian last night was so strong that she wanted to crush herself in her body.

So she was in so much pain that she didn't want to pay attention to Song Qian at all.

She bit her lower lip and put on her clothes, and was about to get up and leave when Song Qian spoke.

"Are you trying to pretend nothing happened?"

Qin Sang was stunned for a moment, his expression a little dazed, as if everything had returned to the day of rebirth half a year ago.

Looking at it now, her idea at the time was really ideal, and she has nothing to do with Song Qian from now on?Heh... how is it possible.

Beijing is so big, she can't let go of anything except Song Qian.

"It's a good trick to invite you into the urn, Song Qian, you have learned my tricks well." Qin Sang sneered, trying to ignore the pain on his body.

Song Qian frowned, knowing that she was acting strangely, and these words sounded... a little familiar.

In the past, he always said this about her, thinking that all her actions had ulterior motives.

Seeing Song Qian's expression, Qin Sang understood that he knew that he had said that on purpose, so what was wrong with it, words were only the lowest way to hurt him before.

She just repays him with his way.

"Yesterday, I was drugged." Song Qian didn't say Qin Yue's name, even if Qin Yue did that yesterday, he still decided to save some face for her.

Qin Sang stood up reluctantly, her posture was very awkward, she looked at Song Qian, her heart itching with hatred, "This is not an excuse for you to arrest me as a strong man!"

Although she drank the glass of water by accident yesterday.

Otherwise, how could Song Qian take advantage of his sober self?

"You can say whatever you want, this matter is indeed my fault first."

Song Qian apologized again, but Qin Sang couldn't do it all of a sudden, she went to the other side of the sofa silently, picked up her bag, rummaged through her cell phone, and found that the cell phone was out of battery.

"I'll take you out."

Facing Song Qian's proposal, Qin Sang could not refuse.

The villas are in the suburbs, far away from the city center. It's another early morning, and even Uber drivers in France are not so diligent, not to mention that I don't have any way to contact the outside world now.

Qin Sang got into Song Qian's car and was wearing her seat belt, but Song Qian presumably bought the car temporarily, and she couldn't touch the seat belt at all.

After touching for a long time, Qin Sang gave up trying to be brave.

"Where's the seat belt?"

Song Qian pursed the corners of his lips, and a faint smile flashed by. He leaned close to Qin Sang, and Qin Sang focused on looking for the seat belt. When he realized that he was approaching, he found that his handsome face was already close in front of you.

Qin Sang subconsciously hid back, but the back of the chair was behind her, so she couldn't dodge.

The lights were dim last night. Looking at Song Qian at such a close distance in broad daylight, he seems to look a little different. The flamboyance between his brows has diminished a lot, replaced by a depth that is too rich to see the bottom.

The heart that started beating wildly after drinking water yesterday started to stir again. Qin Sang resisted the strangeness and said coldly, "Why, I don't know my car anymore?"

As soon as the words fell, his soft lips came up unexpectedly, feeling his strong and restrained breath, Qin Sang suddenly seemed to be frozen, and even forgot to push him away. Seeing that she did not resist, he continued to deepen her I took this superficial kiss.

From being cautious, to gradually testing, and then getting better.

During this process, Qin Sang felt his love, his worry, and it seemed that the reason why he was unwilling to let go all this time was clearly interpreted by him in this kiss.

It's not that she doesn't know, it's just that she has been unwilling to face it and has been deceiving herself.

But when what happened last night, she found that it was useless to deceive herself. Her heart never listened to her orders.

At this time, a fierce struggle began in her mind. When reason prevailed, she pushed him away suddenly, panting, her red lips were still glistening, the man's eyes dimmed, and her throat couldn't help rolling up and down.

"Mr. Song, please respect yourself."

Facing her ruthless push away, he pushed his feet even further, his big warm hands ran down her white neck, until she let out a soft cry, and he suddenly stopped the movement of his hands.

"I know what you want, and I can give it to you."

Qin Sang tried his best to calm down his gradually disordered breathing and emotions, and asked coldly, "What do I want?"

"If you want the Song family, I will give it to you with both hands. If you want to win the big prize, I will escort you."

Qin Sang was stunned, and couldn't help looking at Song Qian, and the deep affection in his eyes was about to fascinate her completely, "Is this the reason you came to Paris?"

Song Qian didn't deny it, "Yes."

"...Then what do I do?"

Song Qian curled his lips into a smile, and twirled his red lips lightly with his fingers, "You are responsible for falling in love with me."

Qin Sang became a little annoyed, grabbed Song Qian's hand that was going around lighting the fire, and said word by word, "You! Dream! Dream!"

Song Qian was not annoyed, instead, he approached her ear, and his low and somewhat hoarse voice rang in her ear, constantly attacking the fragile line of defense in her heart.

"At least, your body won't lie, otherwise, how would you explain the fact that you got me drunk on your birthday?"

Qin Sang bit her lower lip lightly, she knew that Song Qian would use this matter as an excuse!

But she really couldn't explain it, she stared at Song Qian's side face, and suddenly smiled.

"My body and my heart are honest, I don't fall in love with you, but my body...does love you."

There is no room for dislike, after all, no matter in the previous life or in this life, Song Qian is her only man.

And from all levels, he has always done a good job in doing this kind of thing, even though she didn't have a chance to enjoy it in her previous life.

But she would like to thank Song Qian for giving her a particularly good reason and successfully balancing her conflicting inner feelings and the struggle between sensibility and rationality.

As soon as Song Qian realized Qin Sang's consciousness, Qin Sang took the initiative to kiss him before he could blacken his face.

Sensing Qin Sang's initiative, Song Qian's carefully planned plan also fell apart completely.

Inside a brand new Lamborghini in the morning in Paris, France.

Qin Sang and Song Qian fell asleep again.