Song Yuzhang

Song Yuzhang's intuition has always been very sensitive, whenever he feels that something bad will happen, then it is almost inseparable.

Such a keen intuition is both an advantage and a disadvantage. The advantage is that he can predict danger in advance, and the disadvantage is that every time he senses something is bad!

Nie Bonian was a very innocent child. Song Yuzhang pretended to be curious and asked him why his second uncle didn't come to have dinner with them. Nie Bonian immediately told him that his second uncle was in school and that his father Order the second uncle to go home before the end of the year.

Song Yuzhang thought calmly: Judging by Master Song's appearance, he may not be able to live until the end of the year, right?

He is such a person, sometimes his heart is soft, and sometimes he can be surprisingly hard.

Half a year's work is enough. It doesn't take that much time to pay attention to the movement of the Nie family. Why are you afraid of a little thing?Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance!

Even if Nie Yinbing really fell from the sky, he is not afraid, he can say confidently: "I am Song Yuzhang, I am similar, you have misidentified the person."

The more Song Yuzhang thought about it, the more calm he became, and he said that to Nie Yinbing in his dream at night, but Nie Yinbing in his dream didn't even reply after hearing his excuse, and simply raised his hand and shot him.

After Song Yuzhang woke up, his back was dripping with cold sweat, admitting that he was still not so confident.

He always changes places every time, never giving anyone a chance to catch him, and I hate him for being too eye-catching, otherwise he wouldn't need to be so cautious.

Song Yuzhang didn't care what the brothers of the Song family thought, so he found some time to visit Master Song again. Coincidentally, this time Master Song was awake, and Song Yuzhang said a few words to him, reckoning that he should die soon. , and left contentedly.

On the way back, Song Yuzhang was deep in thought. He had something on his mind, and his powers of observation were sharper than usual. He suddenly said, "Stop."

The driver stopped the car immediately.

Song Yuzhang saw Meng Tingjing's vehicle behind through the window behind the car.

Meng Tingjing didn't come to him for a while.

Meng Tingjing didn't look for him, and he didn't take the initiative to look for Meng Tingjing, because he really didn't think of this person too much.

Lezi is a lot of fun, but he does have business to do, so he doesn't have time to think about Meng Tingjing.

Song Yuzhang sat in the car for a while, and the car behind was also lurking, Song Yuzhang smiled lightly, "Keep driving."

The driver responded and continued to drive forward.

Song Yuzhang directed him to stop at the entrance of the department store, got out of the car and entered the store.

The store was brought by Song Mingzhao last time, and it was near the Song Family Bank. Song Yuzhang didn't go in, but lingered at the counter near the door. The counter sold perfume, and Song Yuzhang couldn't bear the fragrance.

The clerk tentatively made recommendations to him. Song Yuzhang didn't know much about perfumes, so the clerk chose one and sprayed some on his wrist for him to smell.

Song Yuzhang raised his wrist and put it under his nose. He heard footsteps coming from the side, menacing and rhythmic. He handed it to Meng Tingjing, who was walking quickly, impartially. He turned his face and said affectionately, "Have you heard it?"

Meng Tingjing had a straight face, and the smell of fragrance hit him, making his face even more greasy.

Song Yuzhang smiled and withdrew his hand, "It seems that you don't like Brother Meng very much."

The lights in the department store are also turned on during the day, bright and dazzling, with a tangy aroma, and a drunken man. Song Yuzhang is standing handsomely in front of the counter. No matter his appearance or demeanor, he is very suitable for this place, as if he came from here. The place grows out.

The first time Meng Tingjing saw him, he was lying on the sea like this, surrounded by coins and smoke, like the fruit of money and sin.

It is hard to resist his temptation.

Meng Tingjing didn't talk nonsense with him, and said concisely: "Get in the car."

This time, Meng Tingjing didn't make any detours, and asked the driver to park the car in a small mansion, got out of the car and pulled Song Yuzhang in. Before Song Yuzhang had time to look at it, Meng Tingjing firmly kissed him.

It's not very accurate to say kiss, it's gnawing, biting, swallowing alive, and it's killing Song Yuzhang.

Although Song Yuzhang did not say that he had experienced many battles, he was considered to be rich in experience, but he was really frightened by Meng Tingjing's fierce pro-French, and retreated a few steps. Song Yuzhang pressed his neck and forcibly ended this barbaric kiss, his head and face flashed back, and he said with a smile: "Are you going to eat me?"

Meng Tingjing stared at him fiercely, "Why didn't you come to me?"

He let Song Yuzhang hang out, yes, he admitted that he was playing hard to get, but Song Yuzhang didn't enter the trap, and compared his patience with him. When he saw the Song family's car on the street today, he couldn't help it. Song Yuzhang stopped first. After getting out of the car, he clearly found him, but still ignored him, playing hard to get, Song Yuzhang played better than him, knew him better, and was smarter than him.

Meng Tingjing lost his patience.

He was wrong.

To deal with an obvious veteran in love like Song Yuzhang, you don't need to use any tricks, just punch the old master to death, he will do whatever he likes.

Not wanting to listen to what Song Yuzhang had to say, Meng Tingjing kissed again after asking, and this time he not only kissed, but also started to touch her.

Song Yuzhang didn't confront him. After kissing back, he gazed at him tenderly, "Do you know how much I miss you?"

Meng Tingjing was almost dumbfounded by his rhetorical question.

"You miss me so much..." Song Yuzhang smiled, "I miss you twice as much."

Meng Tingjing didn't speak for a while, and said with a sullen face: "Miss me, why don't you come to me?"

The topic went back to the original point.

Song Yuzhang still asked him back, "Then why didn't you come to me?"

Meng Tingjing was about to change color, "Now I'm asking you!"

Song Yuzhang smiled, dropped his palm, and grabbed his collar, "You'd better ask yourself!" He pushed the man away immediately.

Meng Tingjing asked: "Ask me? What do you mean?"

Song Yuzhang moved his feet and visited the small mansion. He turned behind a screen and whispered: "Why don't you come to me, why don't I come to you."

"you--"

"You want me to miss you," Song Yuzhang walked around from behind the screen and said with a smile, "I want you to miss me too."

Meng Tingjing watched him circle the house like a butterfly, sat down on the sofa not far away, straightened his long legs lazily, tilted his head at him, and said with a smile: "Ting Jing, Tell me, do you miss me?"

Meng Tingjing was completely enraged.

I really regret it, he should be killed on the boat, he was caught by that one wrong step, to put it simply, he was motivated by lust, and he had to admit it if he refused to admit it, if Song Yuzhang was not so beautiful, then When he got on the boat, he was about to die in three minutes, even the Heavenly King and Laozi couldn't stop him, but Song Yuzhang stopped his murderous intentions by relying on his own beauty. Beauty is also a sharp weapon, and it is still a terrible sharp weapon, even more effective than the Heavenly King and Laozi.

Meng Tingjing realized that he was just an ordinary person in his rage, and he was similar to Mr. Meng. He was just a very ordinary man, and he also had elements of obscenity and lust.

He was suddenly enlightened and realized that he might be worse than Master Meng.

Master Meng is playing with others, but now he is a character being played with, Song Yuzhang doesn't take him seriously at all.

Those who don't take him seriously don't need to be human.

Meng Tingjing's complexion gradually turned cold.

He thought calmly: "He's teasing me, why can't I play with him too? Why waste so much time, why not just do it?"

Song Yuzhang watched Meng Tingjing's face change with great interest. After a while, Meng Tingjing came over and grabbed his collar with one hand. This was not the first time Song Yuzhang was pulled by his collar. With a smile, Meng Tingjing grabbed him by the collar and carried him directly on his shoulders like a horizontal sack.

Song Yuzhang turned his head and feet down for a while, and hit Meng Tingjing's shoulder with his waist and abdomen, which made him almost want to retch. What surprised him even more was that Meng Tingjing looked slender and thin, but was very strong. Infinity, after throwing him on his shoulders, he strode forward.

Song Yuzhang's stomach rested on Meng Tingjing's shoulders, he lost his focus when he was in pain and spoke with a smile: "Ting Jing, are you crazy..."

Immediately, his stomach bumped again, and Meng Tingjing was carrying him upstairs, his steps were still fast, so fast that Song Yuzhang's stomach was pushed out of rhythm, and it hurt every time.

Song Yuzhang's head was down, gradually dizzy and congested, his head was hot, and the perfume on his wrists lasted for a long time, exuding a strong sweet fragrance, which made Song Yuzhang's nose itchy, "Meng~Ting~Jing~" Every time he said a word , turned his head and stomach, and made his words tremble, and he wanted to laugh when he heard it, "You~he~mom~put~me~put~down~"

Meng Tingjing listened to him and put him down.

Song Yuzhang felt that this was not the case when he was thrown on the bed.

The bed was very soft and elastic. Song Yuzhang curled up on the bed and bounced it. He stroked his hot forehead with his hand. With a thought in his mind, he smiled and said, "It's really strange. I don't think I've ever offended you. You, why do you scream and kill me when you see me? I haven’t gotten good looks from you a few times.” Song Yuzhang lowered his head, shaking his head while laughing, “I’m really wronged.” He said it naturally. The bed slid down, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, his shoulders were blocked. As soon as Song Yuzhang looked up, Meng Tingjing was staring at him, and smiled at him calmly, "Song Yuzhang, don't play tricks on me."

"Don't fiddle with your fancy things in front of me. I'm not Chen Hanmin's brainless thing. I was fooled by you with a few words." Meng Tingjing pressed his hands on his shoulders, his eyes were dark, which revealed his second master Meng's consistent personality. With a vicious demeanor, an evil smile, and a strange tone of voice, "Song Yuzhang, Song Wuye, you have messed with the wrong person."

Song Yuzhang is not afraid of having an emotional lawsuit with someone. This kind of thing can't be cleared up with words, and it can't be argued clearly. As long as the two of them make out for a while, everything will be fine.

It is true to say so, but Song Yuzhang's current situation seems to be quite different from the past. To be honest, Meng Tingjing reminded him of Nie Yinbing again.

Song Yuzhang thinks that there is absolutely no trace of femininity in himself. He is tall, with beautiful muscles, and his facial contours are sharp and angular. In short, although he is indeed beautiful, he is indeed not a pretty face. He is just a tall and handsome man. Why? Would anyone want to "squeeze" him?

Song Yuzhang's eyelashes drooped, and his peripheral vision fell on Meng Tingjing's hand holding his shoulder.

The hand is quite big, the veins on the hand are protruding, and the bones at the junction of the fingers and the palm are particularly prominent, as if chiseled by a knife. Song Yuzhang is a little confused. How can Meng Tingjing degenerate from a civilized person after not seeing each other for a few days? Became a savage?

Confused is confused, Song Yuzhang is not a fool, knowing that he can't be coaxed at this time, what should he do if he can't be coaxed?Then come hard.

Song Yuzhang raised his right hand to cover Meng Tingjing's hand, then raised his face and smiled slightly, taking advantage of Meng Tingjing's amazing skill, grabbed Meng Tingjing's hand and folded it back forcefully, he was merciless and used [-]% fierce force , and soon, so fast that Meng Tingjing couldn't react at all, and before he could react, Song Yuzhang lifted his knee, gave him a slap in the stomach as if sneak attacking, pushed Meng Tingjing hard, turned around and ran away!

He has learned a lot from a pit, this time he has experience, don't talk nonsense, run away!

Song Yuzhang rushed downstairs, the Song family's car was parked outside the mansion, the driver was leaning aside to look at the flowers, Song Yuzhang rushed into the car, and yelled at him, "Go!"

The driver of the Song family was well-trained, without any hesitation, he immediately got into the car and started the ignition. He glanced back, and saw Erye Meng coming out of the mansion door staggeringly.

"What are you waiting for, let's go!"

Song Yuzhang's roar from behind called the driver's soul back. He hurriedly kicked the accelerator, and the vehicle was ejected like a cannonball. Song Yuzhang was almost shot out of the car, and hit the front seat hard with his forehead.

The driver panicked and said, "Fifth Lord, are you okay?"

"fine."

Song Yuzhang laughed happily, feeling that today's scene is really absurd and interesting, he ran away in a panic like a big girl with yellow flowers, that situation can be described as running away, Song Yuzhang shook his head while laughing, it seems that the bamboo pole is still not good, Don't provoke him in the future, no matter what kind of savior he is, God won't let him die, Meng Tingjing is following God's will, thank God if you want to thank him!

The driver of the Meng family watched Song Yuzhang escape into the car, and when he regained consciousness, their second master also came out, his right hand pressed his left wrist, his face was covered with black clouds, his smile was ferocious and terrifying, the driver trembled , thinking: "This time it's really a fight." He didn't dare to speak, he didn't dare to move, he stood beside the car tremblingly.

Meng Tingjing stared at the wide open door for a while, his wrist was in pain almost like a fracture, this attack was really ruthless... It was really not a show, there were two times, the reaction and strength were enough to be a thug on the pier , who can both lie and hit, is a character... Meng Tingjing smiled grimly, okay, this "character", Meng Tingjing is sure to play, if you can't be soft, you can be tough!