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Shen Zhao stared at Song Ling's eyes, her eyelashes trembled suddenly, she pushed her away, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Song Ling was caught off guard, and before she could speak, she saw that the person had entered the bathroom and closed the door.

Shen Zhao closed the door, and she stood there in a daze, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

Song Ling's words made her gradually lose herself. She didn't know what she was doing, but she was stunned after hearing Song Ling's words.

The face was hot, and the place that Song Ling touched and kissed seemed to be burning.

She looked up at herself in the mirror, startled by the way she looked.

Turn on the faucet and desperately rinse the face that Song Ling touched.

Her need to calm down is nothing more than temptation.

After an unknown amount of time, when Shen Zhao came out, Song Ling had already changed the sheets on the bed. The entire bed was clean and tidy, without a trace of her smell, and it was full of the fragrance of laundry detergent.

Seeing Shen Zhao standing there in a daze, Song Ling suddenly smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhao lowered her long eyes, and her eyes fell back on her face, and she said lightly, "It's nothing."

Song Ling sensed that something was wrong with her, she walked over, and seeing the necklace on her neck, her mood improved, she took her hand, and pulled her towards the bed.

When she walked to the bedside, Shen Zhao froze and didn't move. Song Ling caught a glimpse of her expression and paused for a moment, then she seemed to understand something, and said lightly, "I'm not so mad."

Shen Zhao lowered his eyelashes, and was stunned when he heard her words.

Song Ling turned to face her, and suddenly stretched her hands and passed under her pajamas, wrapped her arms around her, wrapped her in her arms, and unbuttoned the buttons of her underwear on the back with her fingers.

With a click, Shen Zhao's body trembled slightly.

"How many times have I said, don't wear this when you sleep, it's not good for your health, isn't your menstrual period uncomfortable?" Song Ling said softly, looking down at her face.

Fingers jumped to the upper shoulder straps and pulled them off her shoulders. Shen Zhao could clearly feel the slender fingers passing over her breastbone, and his back trembled.

Those hands exerted a little strength, and Shen Zhao was pulled over by her, and the whole person suddenly fell on her body.

The toes touch the toes so that the whole person will not fall.Shen Zhao's heart beat to her throat, she subconsciously raised her hand to support her shoulders, suddenly raised her head to look at Song Ling, and said angrily, "You did it on purpose!"

Song Ling pursed her lips suddenly, and pulled the man onto the bed, pulled the underwear out from under the pajamas, and threw it on the ground.

The quilt was replaced with a new quilt cover, and it was so cool that there was no warmth at all. Song Ling pulled the cover over the two of them.

Shen Zhao was suddenly pulled, and her body stiffened and she struggled subconsciously. Song Ling put her arms around her waist, and a deep voice came from above her head: "If you want to sleep well, don't move around."

Shen Zhao let go of his clenched fist and did not resist.

Song Ling wrapped her in her arms, and the hand around her waist suddenly moved to the front unconsciously. She touched her belly, and suddenly asked her: "Why is it so cold?"

"Does it hurt?" Song Ling lowered her head and asked her.

The voice was right next to her ear, Shen Zhao raised his head and glanced at her, his voice was like a mosquito, and he shook his head lightly: "It doesn't hurt."

Her palm was very warm, maybe it was because her body was too cold, Shen Zhao couldn't feel her own temperature, and all the senses in her body were on Song Ling's warm palm.

That was the only warmth she could feel at the moment.

Surprisingly down-to-earth, warmth can give people a sense of security.

Even if this sense of security comes from the person in front of you.

It was rare for Shen Zhao to fall asleep quickly, and after less than half an hour, sleepiness gradually struck, and he fell into a deep sleep under Song Ling's warm palm.

Song Ling couldn't fall asleep.

She imagined what was supposed to happen tonight, and it was all in vain.

Raising his hand to press the lamp by the bed, there was a clicking sound in the room, and then darkness enveloped him.

Song Ling smelled the faint scent of shower gel on her body, and her heart gradually calmed down.

In fact, such a quiet and embracing night is also very beautiful.

In the middle of the night and early morning, Shen Zhao suddenly had a dream.

She dreamed of Sil.

In the white mist, she couldn't see anything, she walked forward, and suddenly Sier appeared in front of her eyes.

Just turned his back on her.

But she could still recognize it at a glance, it was Sier.

She called her: "Sier—"

After a while, she saw Si'er slowly turning her head back. She saw that familiar face with the corners of her mouth raised slowly, and was about to rush over when she suddenly caught a glimpse of someone not far away staring at her with hatred in their eyes.

When Shen Zhao saw those hateful eyes, his heart was suddenly stabbed deeply.

She stopped and murmured to her, "Sier..."

Si Er still stared at her, and asked her coldly: "Zhao Zhao, you are in love with Song Ling, aren't you?"

Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head desperately, and said, "No, I didn't!"

Si Er's eyes were full of disappointment, she continued: "Zhao Zhao, you lied to me, you are just a deal, such a humiliating relationship, how can you fall in love with her?!"

Shen Zhao tried desperately to explain to her, but Ke Sier was unwilling to believe it.

In the end, the mist gradually thickened, covering the sight in front of him.

Shen Zhao chased after him in a panic, she could vaguely see Si'er's figure within reach, but she stretched out her hand, but she couldn't hold her back no matter what.

Suddenly, for some unknown reason, a cliff appeared in front of him, and Si'er was standing on the edge of the cliff. Shen Zhao's heart was beating like thunder, and he stopped and shouted at her: "Si'er, don't go anymore!"

Si'er stood there and turned back slowly, with the corners of his mouth pursed, and said with a smile: "Zhao Zhao, I want to take revenge on you, you abandoned me first, I thought you had some reasons, but now you are in love with Song Ling... ...it can't be like this...it can't be..."

After she finished speaking, she jumped forward without any hesitation, and jumped off the cliff directly.

Shen Zhao felt her heart suddenly lose weight, as if she was the one who jumped off.She rushed over and shouted in fright: "Sier—"

The dream broke, and Shen Zhao suddenly woke up.

Her face was pale, her eyes widened suddenly, she stared blankly at Song Ling who didn't know when to open her eyes, that face made her suddenly be in a trance for a moment.His heartbeat seemed to jump out of his heart, and his mind went blank.

She dreamed of Sil.

Song Ling was sleeping next to her, her eyes were dim, and she just stared at Shen Zhao's face with complex emotions that people couldn't understand.I don't know how long it took, the arms around her waist slowly closed, she raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat on her forehead, her movements were gentle, and she said softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

That hand was warm, but her forehead was cold. The moment she touched it, her whole body trembled uncontrollably. She tried her best to calm down, but she couldn't seem to calm down.She pursed her lips tightly and didn't reply her words.

Song Ling didn't ask any more questions, and took her into her arms again, lowered her head and put her lips on the end of her eyes, kissing her slightly wet eyes, and said in a dull voice, "Go to sleep."

The room was dim, and she couldn't see Song Ling's eyes clearly.

She dreamed of Si'er, and dreamed that Si'er said she was in love with Song Ling.

She felt in a daze that she seemed to yell, but she couldn't tell whether it was real or in a dream.

She was caught in struggle and conflict, she didn't know if Songling heard her call Si'er.But her intuition told her that Song Ling heard it.Even though the room was dim and she couldn't see clearly, she could still feel those eyes. She didn't know when she started to be afraid of Song Ling's anger.

She didn't speak, she closed her eyes and felt the hand on her waist.

Song Ling didn't move either, she closed her eyes.I don't know how long it took until the breathing of the person in her arms gradually calmed down, and she suddenly opened her eyes. Those pitch-black eyes silently looked at her in the darkness.

She seemed to have forgotten the true nature of the matter, and how she tied Shen Zhao by her side, and even more, there was always a thorn in Shen Zhao's heart.

Under the stable and calm lake, there will always be rough waves hidden.

It was a thorn, showing every moment that everything in the past few days was just a big dream.

It was just dawn, and Shen Zhao felt so tired that she couldn't open her eyelids. She seemed to be possessed, and her consciousness could not control the sleepiness of her body.

Song Ling left, and there was no sign of her in the room.

At seven o'clock, Song Ling went out on time after breakfast.

She was wearing a red dress over a nude coat.

Pushing open the door, Ji Mingshu had already driven to the door to pick her up.

It has been snowing outside without knowing it, and it has started to fall since midnight, and a thick layer has already fallen on the lawn in the yard by the door.

Song Ling opened the door and sat in. The heater was turned on in the car, and the warmth rushed over her face.

"How did Qin Mingshi follow up on the plan at the time of the curtain?" Song Ling asked lightly.

Ji Mingshu raised his eyes, looked at the boss in the rearview mirror, caught a glimpse of her expression, was slightly taken aback, and then said: "Vice President Qin is going to Tingcheng for a business trip tomorrow, have you forgotten? The off-screen project is Manager Fu took over."

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that today's boss had a bad face early in the morning. Although he was usually cold, he would not be as gloomy as today, as if he was about to get angry.

She has been with the boss for many years, and she still has this ability to observe words and demeanor.

Song Ling paused for a moment, she didn't know whether she was thinking about Qin Mingshi's business trip, or hearing the word "Tingcheng", and her expression was slightly dazed.

She was sitting in the back seat of the car, her eyes were slightly lowered, and her thick eyelashes covered all her emotions.

After a while, she sneered and asked softly, "What project is it from Tingcheng?"

Ji Mingshu was slightly stunned, and drove the car at a leisurely pace, then said softly, "It's the audit project of the company, and the audit company will need to send someone there."

Moshi is an advertising company that Song just acquired at the end of this year. It is an old-fashioned leading company in the advertising industry. However, in recent years, traditional advertising has been sluggish. Song took a fancy to the old-fashioned culture of Moshi, so he bought it at a high price.

Jiaming Entertainment has developed a lot, which also proves that Song Ling has a unique vision, so when he proposed to acquire Moshi, the senior directors of the entire company did not object.

However, it is not so easy to acquire and hand over a large enterprise like this.

The first thing to do in liquidation is to audit and liquidate the accounts of the entire company, and it is also necessary to send someone from Song's side to sit in charge.

Song Ling had forgotten about it.

The car stopped at the traffic light, Song Ling blinked lightly, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "Cancel all of Qin Mingshi's itinerary, and I will go there in person."