Give me a kiss [Quick Transmigration]

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"Yes, uh, master."

If you don't look at the other person's bland expression, if you just feel the movement of his hands on his body, you may think that he is a master flirt. , causing Song Jinxing's frequency to be disrupted for a short time, but he opened up and took a deep breath, tensed his body and continued to move.

Probably because he felt out of control just now, he was a little annoyed in his heart, but he quickly controlled his emotions. Last time, he was led away by the feeling of being provoked because of his anger, and tossed the other party hard. As a result, Song Nianzu There was only a small mistake in the work the next day, so he went to the execution hall to receive the punishment, and came back with injuries all over his body.

Probably only the two of them would take this kind of thing so seriously. Feeling that it was almost done, Song Jinxing embedded himself deeply into the other person's body, his muscles tensed to pour his own heat into it.

Feeling that the person on his body withdrew from his body, and then lay down on the side, Song Nianzu immediately stood up, took the paper towel on the bedside and wiped it hastily, then took a clean towel and went over to wipe Song Jinxing's body.

"Master, do you want Yiwei to put hot water for you?"

Song Jinxing, who recovered from the erratic feeling, turned his head to look at Song Nianzu sideways. He sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, pulled up the thin blanket that was covering his body, and nodded.

He took out a box of cigarettes from the bedside table, took one out, lit it, and the smell of tobacco immediately filled the bedroom. Behind the smoke, Song Jinxing's expression seemed vague and mysterious.In this life up to now, great changes have taken place, but my so-called fiancée was still stuffed by my father.

Although he knew that the other party was still a clean girl now, but as long as he remembered that the other party actually got together with his younger brother in the previous life, he felt sick for a while.

He didn't force the other party to marry him. This marriage contract was just a previous agreement between the two families. He didn't designate anyone. The other party chose him because he liked the position of the Song family's mistress, but in the end he was unwilling to bear the cost of it. The price is really ridiculous.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, Song Nianzu put out the water and came out. Song Jinxing lifted the blanket, pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, and pulled Song Nianzu to exchange a tobacco-smelling kiss. Suddenly he remembered the kiss that the woman brought. Bad mood is much better.

"Take off your clothes and wash them together, just in time to give me a massage. Recently, my father has basically pushed all domestic affairs to me, and I am a little tired."

Rubbing the opponent's collarbone with his fingertips a few times, he retracted his hand and watched the opponent take off his clothes neatly. His waist full of tenacity and streamlined texture are different from his own muscles. Although Song Nianzu doesn't look like a strong type, but Every muscle is full of the beauty of strength.

He folded the clothes neatly and quickly put them aside, and Song Nianzu followed closely into the bathtub.The large bathtub is more than enough to accommodate two people, Song Jinxing glanced at the other party, probably just wiped it briefly.

Song Jinxing might feel a little uncomfortable if someone else wiped himself before and after, but if it were Song Nianzu, he would look like a grandpa, leaning back in the bathtub, letting Song Nianzu kneel between his legs , took a towel and wiped his chest, lower abdomen and underwater skin, raised his hand to wrap his arms around the opponent's waist, stroked along the back to the tailbone, and kneaded at the back of the waist.

"Just cleaned it yourself?"

"Yes Master."

There was no resistance at all, just raised Song Jinxing's other arm and wiped it seriously, Song Jinxing didn't bother him, squeezed his waist, then pushed him, and lay down on the side of the bathtub.

Song Nianzu's hand massage technique is nothing to say, combined with essential oils to relieve fatigue, pressing and rubbing on the hidden tired muscles, under the warm water vapor transpiration, Song Jinxing feels that the fatigue of the past few days has been eliminated at once, and some sleepy.

If outsiders see the appearance of the eldest son of the Song family who is always air-conditioned, they will be stunned. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he always looks so serious that it makes people feel a little guilty, so relaxed and lazy. Leaning lazily, like a lion squinting and taking a nap lazily, it is very novel.

When he came back to his senses, he had already been cleaned by the waiters, and Song Nianzu looked as if he was going to carry him out.

Quickly pressing Song Nianzu's hand, he raised his hand and squeezed his shoulders. He really felt better, so he supported the bathtub and stood up, took the towel that Song Nianzu handed over and wiped his chest indiscriminately.

Because of his headache, Song Nianzu never let him wear wet hair, and he rarely used a hair dryer. It can be said that in terms of life, Song Jinxing was used to being taken care of by Song Nianzu. look.With such meticulous and considerate care, it's no wonder that he disliked his wife after getting married in his previous life, and those who didn't know thought he was deliberately targeting her.

You have to know that he has so many rules and habits. How can a delicate young lady know that he is always asked this and that, not allowed this or that, and is almost tossed into a neurotic state.

Waking up with a headache while sleeping at night, Song Nianzu would immediately notice that when he went to the bed, he was being handed water and massaged. The time interval between the onset of the problem is getting longer and longer, and the pain is reduced a lot each time.

In the morning, he came downstairs refreshed and had breakfast with the people who stayed at home. Song Juncheng suddenly mentioned his fiancée again.

"Jin Xing, I discussed it with your Uncle Li. When your 20th birthday happens to be engaged, you two young people will go out for dinner next Saturday and meet each other. Please arrange the time and remember to Free time."

Song Jinxing didn't reply, and the already very quiet dining table froze for a while, and everyone stopped eating unconsciously.Just when the younger brothers were expecting the elder brother, who never liked being restrained, to have a big fight with his father, Song Jinxing nodded.

"Okay, I'll arrange the time."

Song Juncheng, who doesn't like to be disobeyed by others, also looked much better. He Hong glared at the concubine who wanted to see a joke, and looked at his own son with some anxiety, and found that his face did not change, and secretly laughed at himself. What are you worrying about? Doesn't she know what her son is capable of? If he doesn't like other girls, he will definitely find a way.

Probably because her marriage was so involuntary at the beginning, she actually put all her hopes on her son. The Song family actually didn't need to rely on marriage to expand their power, but her husband liked to arrange other people's lives the most, so he Make the decision to choose a daughter-in-law for his son.

Seeing the look in her son's eyes, she was completely relieved, and happily ate again.

There is nothing wrong with the Miss Li family that Song Juncheng decided for Song Jinxing, but because she is the only daughter in the family, she was raised a little bit delicately, and she pursues romantic gimmicks, so it is not wrong to marry a child of an aristocratic family. She's going to go on, but it's not good for her to marry someone. She married a controlling husband. After marriage, she felt all kinds of depression. In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore, and she flirted with her brother-in-law and hooked up.

How could Song Jinxing, who had secretly accumulated power for so long, still let his father dictate his marriage? Although he promised very well, he actually had already figured out a way to deal with it.

My younger brothers were dissatisfied with me holding the power of the Song family. How could I sit and watch myself find such a powerful daughter-in-law? Let them be fulfilled.

Sitting on the car going to the company, Song Jinxing glanced at the documents in his hand, and asked his assistant to readjust his schedule. He had already started to work in his own company before graduating from university. The university was just a name. , as long as you take a final exam every time.

"Master, this is a message from the owner. I have already asked someone to take over the restaurant on Saturday."

Looking at the arrangement for Saturday sent by his father, Song Jinxing just glanced at it lightly, and then continued to look at the documents in his hand.

"Well, please pay attention to the people below. Didn't you say that Miss Li likes champagne? Ask someone to pick a champagne from the wine cellar. The rest can be figured out."

The other concubine brothers who learned about Song Jinxing's engagement were not as calm as he was. The usually quiet second child and the most kind-looking fifth child were sitting in the box with gloomy expressions.

"Fifth brother, father is becoming more and more eccentric. The eldest brother has always held the power of the family, and now he has found such a good marriage for him. Who doesn't know that the Li family is just such a young lady, and everything in the future is not good. Cheap of her husband?"

He took a deep puff on his cigarette, and the man called Fifth Brother frowned. They all saw this truth clearly, but what could they do? Speaking of Song Jinxing, as the eldest son, he really should want to get engaged. The marriage they are looking for is considered a good match, so what can they say?

"Don't worry, didn't my father say that we will wait until the birthday of the elder brother to announce it? Let's wait and see what the final result will be."

The only young lady of the Li family has been abroad for many years, and I heard that she loves romance the most. Her elder brother has a cold look, heh, he hasn't even engaged in a marriage yet, everyone has the right to pursue beautiful women, right?

Little did they know that Song Jinxing was just waiting for them to have this kind of idea. If he didn't see that his elder brother was good, let them "take the love with a sword" once. After so many years of pressure on them, they should give some sweetness, but is it sweetness or poison? , It depends on what their father means.

The daughter-in-law he had appointed for his eldest son was finally disturbed by his concubine brother. Song Juncheng, who valued the distinction between concubine and concubine, probably had another group of people.And he, the victim, must get some compensation, right?

"Hello, general manager."

Walking in the company, the employees greeted each other along the way, and Song Jinxing treated them with a cold face, causing those female employees who had specially dressed to wink at the blind man.People who are used to the strong aura of their general manager can only respectfully watch him return to the office with eyes all the way.

What he hated the most was the title of general manager. The general manager wanted to listen to the chairman, and he frowned when he thought of several proposals rejected by his father.

But it was almost too soon. He turned on the computer to process the files, looked at Song Nianzu standing behind him through the computer screen, and eased his expression.

Fortunately, there is Yiwei, his existence always reminds me to take things slowly, the Song family will be his voice sooner or later.

"Yi Wei, is there anything wrong with the other few Wei recently?"

Fiddled with the signal terminal in his hand, Song Jinxing seemed to ask casually.

"No, what's the matter, master? Is there any negligence in Yiwei?"

After thinking about it hard, there was indeed nothing wrong, Song Nianzu looked up at Song Jinxing.

"It's nothing, Tiaodi Ziwei and a few people who have no mission recently went abroad to do something for me."

Seeing that Song Nianzu thought that he had made a mistake and was about to invite him to the execution hall, Song Jinxing quickly said that he had investigated the list of forty guards in private, and had intentionally purged a few people over the years, but he was still worried about the crimes inside. There are also pests that I didn't catch.

"Yes master, the assistant sent a message just now, saying that the gift for Miss Li on Saturday has been bought, does the master need to take a look?"

"No, you don't need to ask me about this kind of thing, just go through the motions on Saturday."

Impatiently waving his hand, Song Nianzu immediately understood, stepped aside and contacted the people from Di Ziwei and began to issue tasks.

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The owner's office pla

Song Jinxing's office is the largest room in the company. The whole room looks the same as the others, but in fact it has been specially remodeled by his own hands. Take the seemingly ordinary large glass at the back as an example. In fact, it was impossible to see the scene in the room from the outside, but it didn't prevent Song Jinxing from standing there and taking in the scene outside.

People in the company didn't have the guts to disturb Song Jinxing except for reporting tasks every day, but even so, it couldn't stop a group of female employees from fantasizing about what their handsome general manager was doing in the office all day long.

He is holding a cup of coffee, proudly looking down at the scenery of the city, or using his hands like a work of art, to sign the report handsomely with a pen. In short, the female employees are all kinds of idiots, all kinds of Come to think of it, our general manager is really handsome.

In fact, their conjectures are not unbounded. These things are indeed what Song Jinxing often does in the office, but Song Jinxing, who is serious and self-disciplined, will also do bad things in the office.

For example, at this moment, the assistant knocked on the door of the general manager's office, and after waiting for a while, he heard his immediate superior say "come in".I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that the general manager's voice is a little impatient, but considering that the general manager has always been such an existence that people look up to, he must be thinking too much, right?

Respectfully opened the door of the general manager's office, and found that the cold-faced killer who had always been by the general manager's side had disappeared. The report was handed up.

"General manager, this is the report for this quarter."

Trying not to let my voice tremble, why the general manager's eyes are so scary, the assistant feels that his legs are a little weak, the general manager's aura is stronger today, and his eyes are piercing himself like a knife.

Because the desk was specially made, he couldn't see that the cold-faced killer who always stood by the general manager's side was kneeling between Song Jinxing's legs at this moment, with his mouth wrapped in the burning heat of the other party, because he was afraid of making a sound. , so I just mobilized my tongue to lick flexibly.

Song Jinxing flicked through the report in his hand with a stern face. Taking advantage of the assistant's head down, he tugged at Yiwei's hair with one hand, trying to restrain himself from making any strange noises in front of the assistant.

Song Nianzu's hair was pulled, and he looked up at Song Jinxing with that part in his mouth. Song Jinxing, who was condescending, looked at the wet eyes of his dead soldier, and carefully spit out part of himself, and couldn't help but move his throat.Press Song Nianzu's back of the head and press it down.

Fortunately, the assistant didn't dare to look up because of the aura of his general manager, otherwise he would find something was wrong.

When the assistant heard the general manager take a deep breath, he thought he was angry, but now he was even more frightened and stared at his shoes, not daring to look up.Thinking about how to intercede later in order to get the general manager to calm down.

Assistant, the dead man is already putting out the fire for his master, you just need to disappear.

Holding his breath, and tightening his legs, Song Jinxing quickly read the report and signed his name.

"Assistant Jiang, remember to inform all the responsible persons to stay for a meeting tonight. You should take this report first and let them think about how to explain this quarter's results to me tonight. You can go out now."

Because he was too nervous, when he heard that he could go out, the assistant didn't even bother to notice the hoarseness in his general manager's voice, and immediately took the report with relief, and quickly escaped from the office.

After making sure that the assistant had left, Song Jinxing couldn't help moaning under his throat, raised his foot to touch Song Nianzu, and the other party stopped immediately.He slid the office chair back a little, squinted his eyes, and hooked his fingers at Song Nianzu with his legs wide open.

Song Nianzu leaned over like a docile cat and kissed the wet top.After looking at Song Jinxing's face, he continued his previous actions.

Song Jinxing took a breath and leaned back on the chair, stroking Song Nianzu's hair with one hand, and raised the other to cover his face. If others knew that the always serious and conscientious young master of the Song family was doing such things in the office, He must be stunned, but he is rarely in a good mood today, so he indulged a little bit.

Raising his hand and tugging on the tie, he felt a little difficult to breathe. The young man's skillful huffing and puffing made his body temperature gradually rise. He couldn't help but want to make the other party go deeper, want to feel the feeling of poking the other party's fragile throat.So he tightened his hands, straightened his waist and swung his legs.

Song Nianzu no longer took the initiative to swallow, and was careful not to let his teeth hit the opponent. Instead, he took care of the opponent's two pouches and rubbed them gently.

Saliva slid down the corners of his mouth along with the movements. Because of Song Jinxing's rough movements, Song Nianzu would occasionally whimper, feeling that Song Jinxing's thighs were a little tight, and he immediately sucked it heavily. He coughed softly, but most of them were swallowed by him.

"Good job, good boy."

It is said that a smile from the eldest son of the Song family is hard to come by, and probably only Song Nianzu, whom he trusts the most, can see such a rare smile.But the expression of the person who saw it remained unchanged, except for the marks on the corner of his mouth and the eyes shining with water, it was completely impossible to see what shameful thing he had just done.

Seeing this Song Jinxing raised his foot and gently stepped on Song Nianzu's lower body wrapped in his pants, he had to realize that Song Nianzu's condition was indeed much lighter than ordinary people, probably because they were injected with drugs since childhood.Even he couldn't help it, but Song Nianzu didn't show any signs of raising his head.

"Expand yourself and show me."

Hearing Song Jinxing's words, Song Nianzu scraped off the liquid remaining at the corner of his mouth with his fingers, untied the belt and zipper with one hand, and lubricated it with saliva with the other hand, took off his pants, and followed Song Jinxing's instructions to stain himself with The saliva and the fingers of the opponent's liquid began to expand the place where they were about to bear the opponent.

Probably because he knew his physique, he tried to find the part of himself that started to be stimulated. His expansion movements were rough, and he added fingers without giving himself much time to adapt. His chin was lifted by the opponent, and he met a pair of deep-eyed Eye.

"Yiwei, do you like me doing this to you?"

"like."

Asking such a question, Song Jinxing himself wanted to laugh a little, but he sighed after hearing his answer without any hesitation, and guessed that he would like it if he gave him two knives.But that's nice, isn't it?

All his emotions are his own, and this feeling is wonderful when you think about it.

Like a kitten, he raised his foot and scratched Song Nianzu's chin, and glanced at the place where his blood was congested. The understanding Song Nianzu immediately said that he was ready.

"Lie down on the table."

With neat upper body and naked lower body, Song Nianzu cleaned up the table according to his words, then lay down on the table, hugged his legs, exposing the glistening acupoints, looking like he was being ravaged by the king.

Song Jinxing was not polite, and immediately leaned over to press him, pulled off his tie, and tied it to Song Nianzu's eyes.

"I heard that if you can't see it, you will be more sensitive. Let's try it today."

With both hands skillfully unbuttoning the clothes of the person under him, feeling the tactile muscles, the fingers were slightly separated to the place ready to accept him, and he aimed at the place where he was ready to accept himself, and slowly pushed it in.

Relaxing his body to accept the opponent's invasion, Song Nianzu can be said to be extremely cooperative in this aspect, and soon let the opponent enter his body completely, and immediately hugged the opponent tightly.

"Well, they're all in, wrap your legs around my waist, so you can serve me when you're free."

His strong and powerful legs tightly clung to the opponent's waist. Even though Song Nianzu was blindfolded, he was able to touch the opponent accurately, and he really started to caress.

This was the first time Song Jinxing tried to do this kind of thing in the office, which made him feel a little excited, and his movements were a little harder than usual.

Because it was only a hasty expansion, Song Jinxing felt that it was a little difficult to get in and out, but the feeling of tightness was also very good. In addition, Song Nianzu was very cooperative in tightening and loosening, and Song Jinxing quickly entered the state.

There was some blush on his slightly pale face, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and some words whispered from his mouth from time to time.

"Ha, master, the phone..."

Song Jinxing, who was immersed in it, listened to the annoying ringtone with some annoyance, but he had to stop and maintain the posture of entering, took the phone call from Song Nianzu, and traced with his fingers on the waist and abdomen of the person under him.

"Simple things like this still bother me, next time you just wait to be fired."

Anyone who is interrupted by a dispensable thing will get angry, not to mention Song Jinxing, who hates his subordinates who are not doing things well, hangs up the phone coldly, leans down to go deeper, and puts the phone back by the way.

"A bunch of useless things, but you, Yiwei, satisfy me the most."

Kissed Song Nianzu on the lips, and then bit his Adam's apple.

In fact, you can’t blame those subordinates at all. After all, not everyone can be as well-trained as Song Nianzu, and even Song Jinxing has to say that he looks at others with a supervisory attitude. In his eyes, he naturally became scum, and he was dissatisfied with everything he did.

The poor supervisor who disturbed his general manager, Song Jinxing usually frightened them enough, but this time his voice was so cold that it was icy, okay?Trembling, I hung up the phone, and decided to try to reduce my sense of existence recently.

After being interrupted twice by his assistant and supervisor, Song Jinxing held his breath and could only torment Song Nianzu hard.The other party's body is quite used to doing this kind of thing, so as long as Song Jinxing doesn't go too far, it won't affect Song Nianzu's actions.

But no matter how hard he tried, Song Nianzu looked like he was okay. As a man, he was a little frustrated. He patted Song Nianzu's butt, and he drew out his burning heat.

Sensing Song Jinxing's displeasure keenly, Song Nianzu didn't know what to do next. Song Jinxing wouldn't let him borrow the tie on his eyes, and he wouldn't raise his hand to move it by himself.

"Master, what's the matter? Is Yiwei not doing well enough?"

Then he heard a sigh and "looked" towards the source of the sound.Then he was led around the chair, probably in front of the glass.

As soon as he put the cold glass on, Song Nianzu's body had fine bumps, but he didn't struggle, just waited for the next work, and even adjusted his posture in coordination.

A body was quickly attached behind him, and the skin of the lower body rubbed against the other's clothing. Song Nianzu turned his head, stretched out a hand to support the part that had not been relieved just now, and aimed at himself.

"Yiwei, the master is very angry, can you cry for me today?"

Without waiting for Song Nianzu's answer, he stabbed in hard, pinching the opponent's waist and advancing continuously, each time getting deeper.The length and thickness of Song Jinxing's place are very considerable, because of the problem of body position, it has entered a terrible depth, probably because of emotional problems, Song Nianzu felt that the things coming in and out of his body were a little bigger than before.Even though he was used to this kind of thing, he also felt a bit strenuous.

But he didn't know why the master was angry, and why he made himself cry?So he turned his head, and when Song Jinxing saw this, he leaned over and bit his lips.

The strength of an adult man should not be underestimated, let alone Song Jinxing who persisted in exercising. Looking at the sweat on the forehead and the pale face of the person below him, he licked the corner of the other person's mouth comfortingly.

"Is the master angry with Yiwei?"

Burying his face on Yiwei's back and taking a deep breath, Song Jinxing didn't say anything, just hit hard, holding back his energy, just like he said, he made up his mind to make his own Wei cry today .And this is the dignity of a man, how could he explain it to Yiwei who didn't know anything about it?

"Uh, lord, master, don't be angry with Yiwei. Yiwei will work hard to learn."

Probably Song Jinxing just pinched his waist and went in and out without answering. Song Nianzu was rarely panicked. After all, he existed for Song Jinxing. He thought that the other party was dissatisfied with his skills, so he quickly explained.

"Um……"

He was bitten hard on the back, Song Nianzu was opening his mouth, but quickly shut up to suppress the pain.

"Call out Yiwei, ha, God, I'm going crazy..."

Song Nianzu, who misunderstood Song Jinxing's dissatisfaction, shrank back flatteringly, twisting the things that came in and out of his body, and was more enthusiastic than usual, which made Song Jinxing unable to feel it.

"Ah, ah, master, um..."

"Nianzu, Nianzu..."

Song Jinxing, who was looking up, changed his address unconsciously, his handsome face completely lost the usual indifference, sweat rolled down his forehead, and he felt unbearably sexy.

"Nianzu, do you want Master to be lighter or heavier, huh?"

Touching back and forth on the bare back, Song Jinxing asked while bending down to kiss.

"I don't know, ha, master, have you calmed down yet?"

Because of the faint joy in Song Jinxing's voice, Song Nianzu felt that he might have performed well just now?

After being told by Song Nianzu, Song Jinxing remembered his purpose again, so he restrained his emotions and began to exert strength according to the other party's sensitive points.

The series of impacts made Song Nianzu unable to bear his knees. He was used to observing Song Jinxing's expression, but now that he was blindfolded and couldn't get an answer, he felt that he was too bad. Could it be because he didn't cry?

For a dead man who cannot satisfy his master, is there any need for him to exist?

Feeling that something was wrong with the reaction of the people below him, Song Jinxing stopped, turned away from Song Nianzu's face, pulled off his tie, and was surprised to find that Song Nianzu was crying, but the other party's eyes were more hollow than usual.

"Yiwei, what's wrong with you? Did I push too hard?"

Wei Wei withdrew from the opponent's body, but was quickly pushed back by the opponent pressing his waist in a panic.

"No, master, Yiwei will study hard. Don't be angry, it doesn't matter if you try harder. If you don't like it, Yiwei can still kill people. Don't abandon Yiwei."

Although Song Nianzu cried out as he wished, it was different from what he expected.Song Jinxing sighed, feeling that it was too naive for him to be more serious with the other party, knowing that Yiwei didn't understand these things.

"I'm not angry about this. When did I say I don't want you anymore? You are my guard."

Song Nianzu had always believed in Song Jinxing's words, so he nodded, knowing that he would not be abandoned, he pressed Song Jinxing against himself with his backhand, signaling the other party to continue.

Song Jinxing, who had been trying to hold back before, didn't torment the opponent for a long time this time, and was released after a while.

Although Song Jinxing said he was angry, he still blocked the opening of the opponent's acupoints with a tie in a wicked way, in the name of preventing the liquid inside from staying.

The two arranged their clothes and opened the ventilation windows to blow away the strong masculine atmosphere in the room.It seems that everything just now was just an illusion, but careful people will find that their general manager's tie is missing today.

☆, 59. Indifference and control desire home main attack x loyal dead soldier accept (5)

On Saturday, Song Jinxing was in a good mood. He woke up early, stood in front of the full-length mirror, and watched Song Nianzu tie his tie with a low eyebrow.To say that Song Nianzu's job as a guard is really hard. He does all the trivial things like wearing a tie on weekdays, let alone sleeping with him occasionally.

His fingers are very nimble, and he can organize them properly in a few clicks.The double-ten youth in the mirror, because of his temperament, can no longer be seen as immature at all, but his face looks very young.Ben was born with a very handsome face, his long and narrow eyes set on other people's faces, which may have a frivolous look, but his eyes are always cold, making people feel no sense of profanity.

Let Song Nianzu smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes, he did dress up specially today, after all, he can't be weak in the next good show, can he?

His fifth younger brother really lived up to his expectations, and within a short period of time he had already hooked up with Miss Li's family. Although it was just a familiarity, Miss Li's family was not at the point where she was willing to give up the position of the Song family's mistress for him. Then he, the older brother, can only help him.

Taking Song Nianzu downstairs, the small kitchen immediately served the breakfast ordered yesterday, because the others hadn't woken up yet, so he was eating slowly at the dining table alone.He raised his hand and looked at his watch, lamenting that he seemed to wake up too early.

When Song Juncheng went downstairs, he saw his eldest son sitting at the dining table flipping through the newspaper, nodding at Song Jinxing's attire today, it seemed that the other party attached great importance to the marriage he had arranged.This attire is youthful and relatively calm. The fiancée has settled down, which can be regarded as a good help for him and gives him confidence in taking over the Song family.

The starting point is good, but he neglected that Song Jinxing, like himself, is a person who doesn't like interference from others, like a fierce beast with a strong sense of territory, don't look at him not showing his fangs for the time being, it's just waiting for the prey to relax Give it a fatal blow.

Saying hello to his father, Song Jinxing thought in his heart that his father's mood might not be so good in the next day.

When the time was almost up, Song Jinxing took Song Nianzu and left in a chic manner under the eyes of all the family members.The fifth son of the Song family looked at his leaving back with gloomy eyes, hum, let me see how long you can be proud today.

Sitting in the car with a tablet computer and continuing to watch the content of the financial section, he didn't look like he was concerned about it at home just now. In fact, until now, he still doesn't know what kind of gift he will give to others later.

"Master, my subordinates reported that the fifth young master and the second young master have just left the house."

"Well, let them continue to monitor, what about Miss Li's situation?"

"I just received a text message from Fifth Young Master, but she is going to the hotel she booked."

At the beginning, this "wife" of myself was really in love with my fifth brother. I never thought that in her eyes, glory and wealth are more important. Also, since the position of the Song family's mistress has been obtained, she has the mind to think about her. The love is gone, as for my fifth younger brother, he is keen to make trouble for himself, and he probably wishes to be able to wear a cuckold for himself.

With a cold snort, he finally confirmed the layout of the hotel, and then locked the screen. He looked like he was studying his cuffs carefully, but in fact, he went through today's plan again in his heart, imagining various emergencies and corresponding solutions.

In this meeting between the two, it is obviously impossible for my father not to let someone watch the situation. Song Nianzu, who is familiar with Tianziwei's technique, has already discovered the tail behind them. Song Jinxing is happy to pretend not to know about it. Would he still expect them to report the situation to his father? What he said, would always be subjective, wouldn't he?His father's Tianziwei is the same as his own, he has been with him since he was 16 years old, he is highly regarded by his father, and his father will not doubt the information sent back.

Arriving at the hotel by car, he monitored the situation of Miss Li's family and his younger brother at all times along the way, while he sat in the reserved seat early, ordered a cup of tea and drank comfortably.

Song Nianzu stood behind him, contacting the assigned personnel at any time. In fact, no one else knew that the entire hotel staff had been replaced by Song Jinhang's staff. Once you stepped into this hotel, it was equivalent to being in Song Jinhang's monitoring.

And the waiter bought by his younger brother was just playing tricks.The Song family really raised him for nothing for so many years, and he didn't doubt that it went so smoothly, probably because he was pushed into a hurry all these years.

"I'm so sorry, Young Master Song, I'm not late, am I?"

Ms. Li, who came here at the right time, probably didn't know that the eyeliner all over the hotel had already informed her owner that she was dawdling outside to arrive at this time.Fortunately, Song Jinxing and Song Nianzu are not the kind of people who love to laugh, otherwise they must be suffering very hard now.