After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

Song Xier was a little disappointed.

But then I thought about it, Xiao Jie really didn't deserve it.

She is a person who makes her feel sick just thinking about it. If Shang Ji is really jealous of Xiao Jie, she probably won't be very happy.

Song Xi'er coaxed herself in just a few seconds.

"You and Zhuang Lin have already met the parents." She changed the topic.

"Who told you?" Shang Ji moved his fingers and nimbly unbuckled Song Xi'er's back.

Song Xi'er exhaled softly, her cheeks turning red.

"I..." Her breathing was a little unsteady: "I saw it all."

"Oh?" Shang Ji chuckled: "What did you see?"

Song Xi'er was a little annoyed that he asked questions knowingly. She stood up and tried to get up, but was pulled back by Shang Ji as soon as she moved.

This time the posture changed from sitting on the side to sitting astride.

"So you are angry with me?" Shang Ji looked at her and asked, "You don't even go home and are avoiding me?"

Song Xi'er put her hands on his shoulders, and her eyes widened in disbelief when she heard this: "You are a wicked person who complained first."

"Ok?"

"That's right." Song Xi'er puffed up her face: "It was obviously you who ignored me, so I didn't hide from you."

In the past, even if Shang Hebei was on a business trip or the company was busy, even if the two of them didn't see each other for a long time, Song Xier would usually get a call or message within a day or two.

This was the first time that Song Xi'er didn't contact him for so many days.

Shang Ji didn't feel anything at first, but later he felt a little uncomfortable.

Later, Nan Zijin also took a photo of Song Xier in the club for him.

"I'm not happy that you go out with Zhuang Lin every day." Song Xi'er added, "You also met your parents."

Shang Ji frowned and said simply: "The company has a project that we are cooperating with the Xiao family."

"Then why did you let her be your secretary?" Song Xier asked.

Shang Ji narrowed his eyes: "Are you questioning me?"

Song Xier pursed her lips: "Isn't it possible?"

Shang Ji didn't say much: "It's all business."

Song Xier wanted to ask something else, but Shang Ji interrupted him first: "Who are you going with today?"

"Senior sister," Song Xi'er said.

Shang Ji frowned: "Don't go to that kind of place in the future."

"Then didn't you always take me there before?" Song Xi'er retorted in a low voice.

Shang Ji lowered his eyes and looked at Song Xi'er without saying anything.

Song Xier felt a little uncomfortable sitting and twisted her body.

"Are you full?" Shang Ji suddenly asked.

Song Xi'er was about to say no, but before she could say anything, she was already stood up in the arms of Shang Ji.

"Ah!" Song Xi'er hugged his neck tightly: "What are you going to do... ugh!"

Shang Ji didn't say anything. He lowered his head and kissed the person in his arms while walking towards the bedroom.

Song Xier's whole body was hung up on the other person's body, her little heart was trembling, she didn't dare to move, she was so dizzy from being kissed.

It wasn't until her back was pressed against the quilt that she suddenly woke up, raised her hand to push the person in front of her, stepped back at the same time, covered her mouth with her hands and stared at him: "Don't kiss me yet!"

Shang Ji frowned, his eyes were frighteningly dark, and he was a little unhappy with Song Xier's resistance.

"You..." Song Xi'er looked a little vain, but she still insisted on asking: "Have you ever kissed Zhuang Lin like this?"

If he dared to nod, Song Xier would get out of bed and leave right now!

Shang Ji raised his hand to unbutton her chest: "No."

"Then you spend time with her day and night every day, do you have a good impression of her?" Song Xi'er asked again.

"No." The last button was a little tight.

"That you--"

Before Song Xier could finish her words, she felt a chill on her body and the last button was ripped off by Shang Ji.

"I just bought the clothes." Song Xi'er looked at the clothes thrown aside with great distress.

Shang Ji stood up, folded his hands, grabbed the hem of his clothes and lifted it up.

"You compensate-" Song Xi'er suddenly choked on her words.

Within the sight, the man's arms showed smooth and perfect lines due to exertion, and the muscles in his entire abdomen and waist also tightened. Muscle lines that were more perfect than those drawn by an art student were nakedly displayed in front of Song Xi'er's eyes.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, and further down, is the mermaid line that disappears into the pants...

Song Xier's eyes slowly opened wide and she swallowed unconsciously.

Although this was not the first time we met, Song Xier was still very difficult to resist.

"You...don't try to seduce me." Although she said this, she didn't even blink.

"I'm used to you." After Shang Ji finished speaking, he lowered his head and blocked the mouth that was particularly disobedient today.

Song Xier originally wanted to struggle a little more, but what she received was a more severe punishment than before.

I don't know if it was because of drinking, but Shang Ji was in a very high mood tonight. No matter how Song Xi'er begged for mercy, it was in vain.

Her whole body was dripping with sweat, and her vision became blurry.

Shang Ji's lips moved to her ear and suddenly asked: "Have you ever liked anyone before?"

"Huh?" Song Xier couldn't react at all.

When he didn't hear an answer, Shang Ji asked again: "When did you start liking me?"

Song Xier's brain, which was almost crushed to pieces, became clear for a second.

She was slightly stunned.

Did he remember something?

She bit her lip and looked at him without answering.

Song Xi'er was thinking about how to answer, but her reaction directly appeared in Shang Ji's eyes as she didn't want to say anything and felt guilty.

The love in her eyes that was so thick that it almost overflowed became extremely annoying at this moment.

Shang Ji's eyes suddenly darkened, and the strength in his hands also increased.

Song Xier felt like the world was spinning, and the next second she changed from lying down to lying on her stomach.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Shang Ji, but Shang Ji directly raised his hand and pushed her head back: "Don't move!"

Song Xi'er didn't like this posture very much and couldn't see anything.

But Shang Ji didn't give her any chance to speak.

The night outside the window became thicker and thicker, and the cold air of autumn covered the floor-to-ceiling windows with a thin layer of cold mist, blurring the scene inside the house.

Inside and outside the house, there is a world of ice and fire.

early morning.

The heating lamp on the bedside exudes a shallow halo. Shang Ji is sitting on the bedside with a burning cigarette in his hand, and the sparks are flickering.

Song Xi'er fell asleep from exhaustion, half of her body lying in his arms, her white shoulders exposed, her fair skin covered with dense hickeys, almost none of them good.

Shang Ji lowered his eyes and looked down, his dark eyes dull and dull.

A cigarette burned to the end, and Shang Ji was about to get up after extinguishing it.

Song Xi'er moved and reflexively raised her hand to grab him: "Don't leave."

Shang Ji made a move.

Song Xi'er seemed to have woken up. She opened her eyes sleepily and glanced at him to make sure he was still there. Then she closed her eyes again with peace of mind and found a comfortable position in his arms for a nuzzle.

The bedroom was very quiet. Just when Shang Ji thought he had fallen asleep, Song Xier's voice suddenly sounded in a daze:

"If you don't like me anymore, you have to tell me." Song Xier's voice was very small: "I won't pester you."