Song Yuzhang

Meng Tingjing stared at Song Yuzhang intently, wanting to see his reaction, but Song Yuzhang said with a normal face, "You know."

Meng Tingjing was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he bit Song Yuzhang's ear, "People are locked in the warehouse at the dock now, do you think I should let them out, or kill them all?"

Song Yuzhang said without hesitation: "Don't kill them."

Meng Tingjing said: "Then send them to Nie's house."

Song Yuzhang hid under the quilt with his face down, "It's up to you."

"Bastard!" Meng Tingjing couldn't bear it anymore and cursed out, hugging Song Yuzhang tightly from behind, "You just think I can't bear it, don't you?!"

Song Yuzhang raised his face, turned his face slightly, and asked in surprise: "What are you reluctant to do?"

"Don't you wish that I have nothing so that I can kneel down and beg for mercy? Go ahead and say it, let me go, I haven't slept enough." Song Yuzhang turned his face away, and was about to bury his face in the quilt again. Meng Tingjing lifted his face from the quilt with the palm of his hand. He fished it out, lowered his head and kissed again.

The breath in the quilt was warm, and the kiss that was not sweet at first was gradually tinged with a good taste.

Meng Tingjing hugged Song Yuzhang tightly, convinced once again—this is an out-and-out bastard thing, but he likes it, he just likes it, and he just wants it!

"I shut all the people. Nie Yinbing came and told me to send them back the way they came. I have sent people to send them back to Jiangzhou," Meng Tingjing pinched Song Yuzhang's face lightly, and said in a low voice. Said, "You are quite courageous, you still dare to go in and out of Nie's house."

Song Yuzhang smiled hazily, "Wealth and wealth are found in danger."

Meng Tingjing had nothing to say, "Aren't you afraid of being bumped into by Nie Yinbing?"

"We've met."

Meng Tingjing was startled at first, and then he went through Nie Yinbing's reaction in his brain that day, and immediately guessed the matter to seven or eight points, glaring at Song Yuzhang angrily and said: "You beg anyone, but Don't you want to ask me?"

"How do you know I begged him, not him willingly?"

Meng Tingjing was speechless again. He stared at Song Yuzhang's face that was pink and white from sleep, and said objectively: "You are so damned."

Song Yuzhang said: "I agree, strangle me to death."

Meng Tingjing pinched his neck and kissed him again, "Don't provoke me, I won't be fooled."

Song Yuzhang was so tormented by him that he couldn't fall asleep completely. In fact, he didn't want to sleep. He just wanted to complete rebirth through sleep. This idea was too self-deceiving, so he threw it away. He sat up and half-lyed on the bed, and squinted at Meng Tingjing next to him. With filial piety, it's not good to lie on my bed."

Hearing this, Meng Tingjing also gave him a sideways glance, and said coldly, "Why, do you think I'm going to rape you?"

Song Yuzhang said: "You are kissing and pinching me and holding me tightly. You are not trying to rape me. Are you trying to be filial to me? Don't act like I owe you, go down and get me a pack of cigarettes." Come."

Meng Tingjing angrily took out cigarettes and matches from her pocket, "Light it yourself!"

Song Yuzhang laughed, "Thank you."

After striking a match and lighting a cigarette, Song Yuzhang slowly puffed out the smoke. After puffing out the smoke for a while, he heard Meng Tingjing say, "Why did you run away? I mean Nie Yinbing."

Song Yuzhang glanced at him and felt that there was nothing to tell Meng Tingjing. Anyway, Meng Tingjing knew the most about him in Haizhou. He said, "He pointed a gun at me and forced me to take off my pants."

Meng Tingjing was dumbfounded for a moment, and then expressed her support for Song Yuzhang, "Then you should run."

Song Yuzhang looked at him with a half-smile, "I also ran away from your bed, shouldn't I?"

Meng Tingjing looked at him displeasedly, "I didn't force you, you came here on your own initiative."

"We have discussed this issue," Song Yuzhang put his cigarette on his forehead, "I originally wanted to spend the night with Chen Hanmin that day."

Meng Tingjing didn't understand even more, "Where am I worse than Chen Hanmin?!"

"You..." Song Yuzhang lay on his side, lazily took a puff of cigarette, and looked at Meng Tingjing through the smoke, "You made me very uncomfortable."

Meng Tingjing's expression turned violent, "What?!"

Song Yuzhang half-closed his eyes, with a smile on his lips, "Ting Jing, honest words are harsh."

Meng Tingjing stood up directly on the bed.

"Song Yuzhang, speak with conscience, are you uncomfortable? You, you, that day, you clearly wanted to live and die!"

Song Yuzhang didn't know why, but he didn't feel angry at all. Seeing Meng Tingjing's anxious and pale face, he just felt a little funny, "No, you made me hurt that day."

"After I went back, my thigh hurt for three days, and my butt hurt too. I rested in bed for a day. Well, you called the door the next day. Why do you think I was in bed?"

Meng Tingjing looked through the files again and looked through the memories of the past, remembering that Song Yuzhang was indeed sick that day, his anger subsided, he sat down again, and said in a low voice: "I see that you have experienced many battles, how would you know that you will So useless."

"Experienced in many battles?" Song Yuzhang shook his head helplessly, "Did you forget the reward you gave me for budding? Blank check, Ting Jing, you are so generous, don't do this next time, in case you run into a few If you are cruel, fill in a thousand and eight million yuan, and if you do this a few times, no matter how big the Meng family's family property is, it won't be enough for you to squander."

Meng Ting sat quietly for a while, then turned his head and said, "Don't be cruel, don't you know?"

Song Yuzhang was slightly taken aback.

Meng Tingjing approached and hugged his shoulder again, "Is it because of this that I'm not cute anymore?"

"Of course not."

Song Yuzhang swallowed slowly, "It's meaningless to talk about it, it's over."

Meng Tingjing looked down at his face, "I can't get through."

Song Yuzhang smiled lightly and ignored it.

"Song Yuzhang, break off Nie Xueping." Meng Tingjing looked at his face and said with determination, "Give me another chance, and I won't hurt you again."

It was actually hard to say these words, because Song Yuzhang had given the initiative, but Meng Tingjing still said it, speaking for him, without much consideration in his head, it was the words from the heart.

After Song Yuzhang heard this, he remained silent for a long while, his head crookedly lying on his shoulder, his eyes slowly becoming blurred in the white smoke, "I have already broken the barrier with Nie Xue," before Meng Tingjing was happy, he said: "But I don't want to be with you either."

Meng Tingjing was startled, and glared at him, "Why? Why exactly? Why don't you just turn your head to me!"

"This is the reason," Song Yuzhang got out of his arms, and faced Meng Tingjing cross-legged, "Why do you always want me to bow my head?"

"Ting Jing, I really don't know what you want? You want me to beg you? You want me to come and go when you call? You want me to listen to you, submit to your control, and be obedient To be your little lover? Ting Jing, it's impossible."

"Of course, I also understand that you, Meng Tingjing, will never bow your head to anyone in this life. Even if you say these things to me now, you are still pinching your nose and unwilling to do so. I can see from your face that you seem to like me. It's like you've been wronged, Ting Jing, you think too highly of yourself."

"So it's a dead end between the two of us. Maybe I'll be happy to make out with you if the mood comes. You're very attractive to me. Don't stare at me. Yes, that's how I like to sleep with random people. You see , You can't understand it, it's impossible for the two of us to really be together."

"It's not that we haven't been together. At that time, I wanted to accommodate you and coax you everywhere, but I don't want to and I won't coax you for the rest of my life. With your temperament, if you can't be a lover, you will become an enemy. It's too much trouble, it's better to just be friends."

"Of course it's okay not to be friends," Song Yuzhang lowered his head and took another puff of cigarette, "I'm just making an analogy," he waved his hand, and said with a final word, "we're not suitable to be together, sooner or later there will be trouble , either you took my life or I took yours, forget it, live two more years."

After Song Yuzhang finished speaking, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to pee. As soon as his pants were undone, Meng Tingjing followed.

Song Yuzhang glanced at him, "Don't mess around."

Meng Tingjing looked calm, "Afraid that I will pounce on you?"

Song Yuzhang said: "I can't tell, although I don't want to taste your taste, but the heart of guarding against others is indispensable."

Meng Tingjing's complexion changed slightly, and she admitted calmly: "I became angry from embarrassment at that time."

Song Yuzhang gave him a strange look.

"You said you didn't choose me..." Meng Tingjing's face became colder, and she couldn't accept this sentence calmly anyway, "I feel humiliated."

"So, you come back with humiliation?"

Meng Tingjing turned her face away and pointed at Song Yuzhang with a cold and hard jaw line, as an answer.

Song Yuzhang ignored him and just untied his pants to pee.

"Well, this matter is considered even, and I don't care about the rest, as long as you don't go crazy," Song Yuzhang pulled up his pajama pants, turned the faucet and washed his hands, "We can still work together to repair the railway."

"Crazy?" Meng Tingjing scratched at the words in his mouth.

After washing his hands, Song Yuzhang looked at him teasingly, "Don't go crazy just because of these two words."

He walked out of the bathroom, but was grabbed by Meng Tingjing again, his face tilted, and Meng Tingjing kissed him on the neck, Song Yuzhang said: "Didn't you just agree not to go crazy?"

Meng Tingjing kissed his neck tenderly, "Didn't you just say that if you are interested, you will make out with me?"

Song Yuzhang put his hand on the side of his face and pushed aside, "Let's talk when I'm interested, but I'm not interested now." Turning around, he walked towards the door of the room.

Meng Tingjing followed, "Isn't he defending himself for Nie Xueping?"

Song Yuzhang laughed, and said from a distance: "Stop joking, you don't keep filial piety for your father, what kind of body should I keep for him?"

Song Yuzhang didn't eat much all day, so he asked the cook of the Song family to cook him a bowl of chicken noodle soup, plain noodles, with only an egg added.

Meng Tingjing said: "It's really shabby."

Song Yuzhang scooped up some noodles with his chopsticks, without raising his head, he said, "I can't help it, I'm in huge debts, I'm poor."

Hearing this, Meng Tingjing hesitated for a while and sat down next to him, touching her thigh with her palm, and said, "Is this also my fault?"

"No, I don't blame anyone for this, I chose it myself," Song Yuzhang glanced at him, and smiled, "I've already said it, don't need to mention the past."

Meng Tingjing lowered his head, and after a while, he said, "Because there is no love or hatred?"

"Ah."

"Then what about Nie Xueping?"

"I loved it, but I didn't love it enough."

Meng Tingjing said patiently: "Don't I count as having loved?"

Song Yuzhang took a sip of the soup and smiled back at him, "It's different."

"What's the difference?"

Song Yuzhang lowered his head and said vaguely while eating: "You made me hurt to death."

Meng Tingjing was about to slap the table, "He married a wife before, I didn't, I have no experience!"

Song Yuzhang said: "When I slept with someone for the first time, I didn't hurt him."

Meng Tingjing didn't expect that he came to Xingshi to inquire about crimes, and even wanted to discuss his love history with Song Yuzhang, and then said coldly: "It's amazing, it seems that you are very talented, and you are naturally suitable for this job."

Song Yuzhang nodded as he ate, and after finishing the big bowl of chicken noodle soup, he felt comfortable and warmed up physically and mentally. He also had to admit that Meng Tingjing's appearance made him feel less sad for the two brothers of the Nie family. He turned to Meng Tingjing, smiled lightly and said, "In this case, when will you lie down and let me do it once or twice?"

Meng Tingjing glared at him angrily, "I'll let you do it as many times as you have done with Nie Xueping."

Song Yuzhang shook his head slowly, "That's different, you hurt me, he didn't, he made me very comfortable."

Meng Ting has endured until now, and finally exhausted his self-cultivation, and pushed the noodle bowl aside, "Just wait, I will make you feel so comfortable that you will cry for your mother one day!"