Quick Travel: Don’t take the Bai Yueguang be script

Lin Wan'er can be regarded as a talent from a certain aspect.

When Jiang Xinyao was here, she relied on Jiang Xinyao's relationship to make a fool of herself in front of the Jiang family's parents. Jiang Xinyao is gone. Relying on her reputation of caring, she often goes to the Jiang family and makes the Jiang family's parents happy. Now the Jiang family's parents take care of Lin Wan'er as half a daughter.

This is of course ridiculous to Song Yu'an, but Lin Wan'er is indeed of some use to him.

"Lulu'an."

Lin Wan'er suppressed the excitement in her heart. God knows, Song Yu'an hasn't seen her for a long time.

"Yeah." Song Yu'an said casually.

Lin Wan'er was not embarrassed. She handed over a document as if it were a treasure, "This is the Jiang family's latest project..."

Song Yu'an became a little interested. He raised his eyes and glanced at the document. He raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Well done."

"Then...does Yu'an want to reward me?" Lin Wan'er said shamelessly.

"What reward do you want?"

Lin Wan'er's eyes turned red with excitement.

What reward? What could be more attractive than the reward of being Mrs. Song?

But now is not the time to be anxious, she needs a child.

She knew in her heart that although Lin Ziqi was Song Yuan's child, Lin Ziqi was already so old and had been raised outside. According to Song Yuan's temperament, he might not recognize Lin Ziqi's identity, so she needed another child. child.

"Is anything okay?" Lin Wan'er reached out her hand, her fingers were very meaningful, and she gently touched Song Yu'an's earlobe.

Song Yuan smiled and took away Lin Wan'er's hand, "I have something else to do tonight."

"It's so late and..."

Before Lin Wan'er finished speaking, Song Yu'an stood up.

He said to Lin Wan'er, "Be good."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Lin Wan'er kept the smile on her face and pinched her palms tightly with her fingernails.

"Yeah, I understand." Song Yuan said.

For Song Yu'an, the Jiang family is now out of control, and annexing the Jiang family is only a matter of time. But why not use the tools that are delivered to your door?

Normally, Song Yu'an would have taken a break just because of the favor, but now he was thinking about the one at home.

Unlike Jiang Xinyao's innocence and simplicity, and Lin Waner's ruthlessness, Su Jinyao is very different. She has many sides, and every side of her makes Song Yu'an feel memorable.

When Song Yuan came back, the guarding servant was surprised.

He quickly called out, "Master."

Song Yuan nodded.

He walked lightly, came to a door, and opened the door.

The girl has fallen asleep, her sleeping face is sweet and pure.

Song Yuan squatted down and got closer.

Fuso felt someone approaching her in her sleep, and she woke up instantly. She turned over and moved her nose.

She smelled a woman's perfume.

It seems that Song Yuan was at Lin Wan'er's place just now.

Song Yu'an didn't stand for long before going to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came again, he already smelled like the shower gel she bought.

Fuso felt someone lying down next to him. The man also stretched out his hand to hug himself.

Song Yuan hugged the little Su Jinyao and kissed her hair. Feeling the person in his arms trembling slightly, he smiled, "Yaoyao, you are pretending to sleep!"

Hearing Song Yuan's words, she raised her head.

"I didn't pretend to sleep. It was the loud noise you made when you came back that woke me up."

"What is it?"

"Come back...well..."

Song Yu'an kissed the small mouth, and while she was off guard, he directly curled up her small tongue.

Song Yu'an ignored the small fist that hit him, and after the kiss ended, he licked the corner of his mouth, "Yes, I'm back."

The girl in front of her looked a bit unhappy. Her black hair was draped over her shoulders. Due to the struggle just now, her clothes were a little messy, exposing her fair shoulders.

and also……

Song Yuan looked carefully at her reddish lips. He stretched out his fingers and pressed her lips heavily with his fingertips. Seeing that she was in pain, he pinched her chin and brought her into his In arms.

"Let go."

"There is a deal between us."

Song Yuan reminded.

Su Jinyao glared at him. It was obvious that he was the one who bought and sold by force. She said harshly, "Song Yu'an, it's not sweet if you force yourself to do it."

“You’ll know if it’s sweet or not after just one bite.”

Su Jinyao "..."

"me."

"Miss Su, are you going to regret it? But your regret is not feasible here. I am the only one who dislikes you, but you don't have the chance to say it's over."

Faced with such CEO-style words, Fusang rolled his eyes at Song Yuan in his heart.

Song Yu'an stretched out one hand and grabbed Su Jinyao's hands, tied her hands with a tie, and pressed them tightly.

"What are you doing?"

"Eat what I have, use what I have, and I will charge some interest. Yaoyao, are you right?"

"You...let me go."

Su Jinyao was pinned down by Song Yu'an, and no matter how she moved, she could not break free from Song Yu'an's imprisonment.

Looking at Song Yu'an's dangerous eyes, Su Jinyao's mouth narrowed, "Uncle, I was wrong."

Song Yuan was stunned. He repeated the words, "Uncle?"

"Yao Yao dislikes my age?"

Looking at Song Yuan's unsmiling eyes, Su Jinyao shrank her neck and said, "I didn't..."

"Ah!" Su Jinyao shouted, and she looked at Song Yu'an above in disbelief.

"Song Yu'an, you madman, don't bite my neck."

"Don't touch me, get out of here."

Song Yu'an had a headache. He pinched her chin hard, "Don't bite me."

"It hurts, it hurts, let go."

Song Yu'an lowered his head and kissed Su Jinyao's moist eyes, "Good Yaoyao, stop screaming and save some energy."

That night, Su Jinyao was beaten to death by Song Yu Anzhi.

She reflected in her heart that when dealing with Song Yuan, she must not despise him.

The next morning.

Fuso moved her body, feeling as if she had been run over by a large truck. She looked at the people around her with resentment.

The culprit was still sleeping.

When she was fuming, the man opened his eyes and said in his low and seductive voice, "Good morning, Yaoyao."

Su Jinyao turned around and didn't want to pay attention to Song Yu'an.

Song Yu'an looked at the purple marks left on Su Jinyao's fair skin and felt a little guilty. He hugged Su Jinyao.

"Blame me."

After Su Jinyao broke away from Song Yu'an's hand, she quickly climbed up from the bed.

"what happened?"

"I'm going to school."

"Go up like this?"

Song Yuan tapped his neck to signal Su Jinyao.

Su Jinyao looked down and her face turned red: "Song Yu'an, you are a dog, right?"

Su Jinyao hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover her neck. Her neck was covered with marks from Song Yuan's bites.

"It's okay to go to school, but there are some things you can do and some things you can't do, Yaoyao knows."

Su Jinyao opened her mouth, "What can't you do..."

"You know I don't want to mention his name."

Su Jinyao's rosy face paled, "I know."