Song Chen said, "I can't stop the car after a wave, I'm afraid you can't hold it."

Zhao Jindong smiled and said, "That's right."

He still remembers the dance he danced in the morning.

Song Chen couldn't control his heartbeat and looked at Zhao Jindong. This handsome guy was even more handsome when he got close. His facial features could withstand careful consideration. When he got close, he felt more handsome, which made people's heartbeat faster. Seeing that his eyes were hot, Zhao Jindong lowered his head and wanted to kiss him. Who knew that Song Chen turned his head and didn't let him kiss him, so he kissed Song Chen's neck.

Song Chen's neck was sensitive and tickled, and his body immediately shrank: "You, don't panic first, I'll ask you something first."

Zhao Jindong raised his head and Song Chen took out his trump card: "Do you love me?"

Zhao Jindong didn't say anything.

"If you don't love me, you still have to be intimate with me." Song Chen said: "I didn't see that you are such a casual person!"

"Am I random?" Zhao Jindong said: "Then I will tell you what casual means."

Song Chen felt that Zhao Jindong was good at making excuses, so Zhao Jindong reached out to pull his pants again. Seeing that he was still the same, Song Chen grabbed his pants and refused to spread them. He was using his energy to feed himself, but he was no match for Zhao Jindong. Zhao Jindong took off his pants and turned him over with one hand. Song Chen lay on the bed, feeling his butt cold, and he was about to get up ashamed, but as soon as he became a kneeling position, he was beaten by Zhao Jindong.

This posture is even more ashamed than the last time. It is like an animal. Song Chen grabbed the bed sheet and shouted embarrassedly: "I'm...you're like this again."

He neither really wanted to fuck him nor let him go, so he was just polishing his gun.

Song Chen's heart was pounding, and blood rushed to his forehead. He was very embarrassed. Zhao Jindong said nothing like last time, and he was just breathing heavily. Song Chen suddenly felt a sense of motivation. Taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Jindong's brain was paralyzed, he suddenly jumped out of him, crawled and rolled off the bed, and tripped to the ground by his pants that had retreated to his ankle.

I, Cao.

He groaned, and his head hit the edge of the bedside table.

Song Chen was so gloriously injured.

Zhao Jindong hurriedly lifted his pants and came to see him. Song Chen covered his forehead and said, "Damn it."

"Let's see." Zhao Jindong pried open his hand and saw a piece of skin on his forehead.

This time, the injury was not a joke. His forehead was broken and he was bleeding, and he couldn't hide it. The first person he discovered was Wang Ma. Wang Ma came to deliver him juice. Seeing a bandaid on his head, he was shocked and asked, "Are you injured?"

Song Chen said awkwardly: "A little injury."

"Let's take a look." Wang Ma reached out to look at the Jiebeng Aid with great concern. Song Chen stopped him and said, "Don't move, it hurts."

"It's all bleeding." Wang Ma said: "You can't just use Band-Aids, why don't you go to the hospital for a look?"

Song Chen felt that it was too much of a problem: "What hospital should I go to for this injury?"

"Don't leave scars." said Wang Ma.

Song Chen's skin is white and tender, and he has no scars on his body. But if he doesn't have a slight flaw, she will feel a pity for her to look at her as a woman.

Wang's mother was more concerned about Song Chen, and she knew that all the Zhao family loved him, so this concern would magnify several times invisibly. She was willing to let everyone in the Zhao family see that she cared about Song Chen, so she immediately told Zhao Yungang and his wife. The couple immediately went upstairs to see him. Zhao Yungang was not Wang's mother, and they said that they had to look at his injuries. Song Chen had to remove the band-aid and showed him. The wound was not deep, but it was quite long. Looking closely at the bruises on both sides of the wound, Zhao Yungang asked, "How did you do this?"

"Why are you injured on the third floor every few days?" Mrs. Zhao said, "Where is the second child?"

"He answered the phone and went out." Song Chen said.

Zhao Yungang said, "Did you touch it again when you make a fuss?"

"It's a joke," said Song Chen.

The couple didn't say anything. The reason why they didn't say anything was that they saw a heavy kiss mark on Song Chen's neck, which was purple.

Song Chen probably didn't notice it himself, so he didn't cover it. His skin was white and the kiss marks were quite obvious. The Zhao couple were both here and they understood it at a glance. After explaining a few words to them, they also had a certain degree of difficulty when they were playing around, and then they came out.

Mrs. Zhao was happy as soon as she left the door. She couldn't help laughing and hit Zhao Yungang on the shoulder.

Zhao Yungang said: "Is it worth your laughter like this?"

"You've been worried about them all the time, you can rest assured now." Mrs. Zhao swept away the gloom that Zheng Hong brought to her: "Jiang is still so hot. Thanks to you asking them to move out, this creates more opportunities for them, it's different. Some time ago, I saw that they both couldn't survive, but now it's a fire of dry fire."

It's just not serious, it's a bit big of a play, depending on the situation.

Mrs. Zhao thought to herself that these two young men are in love, which is different from men and women. The confrontation between males is passionate enough.

Mrs. Zhao was in a good mood today, so she called Zhao Xinzhi's three brothers and asked them to come back on the weekend and watch a drama together.

Some time ago, Zhao Qi said that he would take his family to watch Qian Wulang's "Apricot Flower Spring Time". As a result, the show was about to start, the show was issued a notice saying that Qian Wulang fell ill when he arrived in City A. He persisted in a rehearsal and could not hold on. Therefore, the performance was temporarily cancelled. Now his "Apricot Flower Spring Time" has been re-started. A public performance was already performed yesterday. Some of her sisters had visited it, and they said it was very good, and Qian Wulang was so handsome.

You should know that Qian Wulang is a veteran male god, but the prince charming in the hearts of their generation of women, has outstanding acting skills. It is said that he has the first national tour, and many celebrities in the entertainment industry have come to support him.

Song Chen almost forgot about this. When he heard Mrs. Zhao mention it, he was immediately excited. He had not seen serious dramas yet, but only watched small dramas at the New Year's Day party at the school. He searched for Qian Wulang online, and there were short videos of him performing online, which was a brilliant comparison of the stage beauty.

This time, Mrs. Zhao asked Zhao Yungang's secretary to book the ticket. After the ticket was retrieved, the secretary sent it here. Mrs. Zhao specially delivered the tickets to everyone before going there. She and Zhao Yungang sat together, and the others sat on both sides of the two of them. On the left were her own three sons, and on the right were Song Chen and Zhao Jindong.

It was already evening when Zhao Jindong came back. Mrs. Zhao said, "You are back just in time. Let Xiaochen come down to have dinner together later."

Zhao Jindong nodded and went upstairs. He paused when he was about to push the door and straightened his collar before he pushed the door and went in.

Song Chen was writing a novel in the study. He pushed the door open and said, "It's time to eat."

Song Chen looked up at him, with gauze on his forehead, and said "Oh".

Zhao Jindong came in, closed the door, and asked, "Is your forehead better?"

"No." Song Chen said.

Zhao Jindong walked to the desk, looked at him with a smile or not, and said, "That's just right for you to teach you a lesson."

He said as he picked up the tickets on the desk and glanced at them: "Did you buy it?"

Two tickets, and the other one is naturally his. Zhao Jindong was in a better mood when he saw these, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Qian Wulang, his "Wen Tianxiang" is very good. Why do you have two tickets?"

He asked on purpose.

Song Chen said: "Everyone in the family has one. My wife said that after dinner, the whole family would go to see it together, so we two naturally gave two."

Zhao Jindong put down the ticket and asked, "Brother and the others are all back?"

"It should be." Song Chen said.

Zhao Jindong looked at the kiss marks on Song Chen's neck and said nothing.

Song Chen said: "I told my parents that the injury on my head was accidentally bumped into it while playing. When the elder brother and the others saw it, they would definitely ask, don't let it leak."

"Who are you playing with?"

"Who else can I go with? Of course I'm with you." Song Chen said hatefully, "It was because of you."

"Well, because of me." Zhao Jindong said, "Don't forget to tell them that it's because of me."

Song Chen looked up at Zhao Jindong. He was a little embarrassed to face Zhao Jindong now, and felt that Zhao Jindong's eyes looked at him were a little different from before, and seemed a little lustful.

He was so cold and had a little lust. To be honest, he looked very uncomfortable.

Zhao Jindong's cell phone rang again. He was actually very busy on weekends. Rich people were very busy. They were busy at work, and had many social engagements and friends during breaks. Rich people's lives were always rich. Zhao Jindong rarely called, but he heard him say "um" and "um". Finally, he heard him say, "It's not possible today, there are activities at home."

He sounded like he was calling a friend, but he didn't know that Zhao Jindong had any friends.

He did not write these in "Divorce".

He knew a lot about Zhao Jindong and didn't know a lot about him.

Zhao Jindong hung up the phone and said, "Let's go, go down and have a meal."

A gust of wind suddenly surged in from the window, and the curtains blew up. Song Chen closed the window and pulled the curtains. Zhao Jindong said, "You love blowing so much."

"It's uncomfortable to turn on the air conditioner, and it's natural wind." Song Chen closed the computer and was about to go out. Zhao Jindong suddenly hugged his waist. Song Chen was shocked. He was inexplicably not going to be in love again. You're going to love me!

After he struggled for a while, Zhao Jindong hugged him harder, lowered his head, almost against his forehead. It was probably because the two of them were so close. Zhao Jindong himself was not used to it, so he kept a little distance from his forehead and said, "I don't want to lie to you."

Song Chen stopped struggling and looked up at Zhao Jindong. Zhao Jindong said, "You ask me if I love you or not, I don't want to lie to you."

Song Chen felt complicated in his heart, and he showed a fierce and clear look, saying, "If you don't love me, you still want to join me."

Zhao Jindong said: "I have never thought about it before, and I don't know what's going on recently... I don't want to deceive you just to sleep with you."

He is not the kind of person who easily says "I love you". He thinks this kind of words is a promise and very sacred. If he says he loves him, he must be clearly and clearly.

"But I am willing to work hard with you now to be a normal couple."

Their distorted and tormented marriages are already a kind of improvement to return to normal conditions first, and there is no way to fall in love with each other in one step. But the body is often one step earlier than the soul, and because it is not synchronized, it makes people confused. Zhao Jindong looked at Song Chen's eyes and said, "I seem to be very divided recently."

He touched Song Chen's lips with one hand and tried a little harder: "But don't think I'm the kind of person who just goes to bed with others casually. I will never betray you..."

A desire suddenly rose in his body. He has always been like this recently. The desire suddenly surges again, and sometimes it can't even find the source. When Song Chen didn't smile, his eyebrows were a little sharp, and he pinched his lower lip and wanted to kiss him on tiptoe.

Zhao Jindong kissed him. Seeing that his lips were about to touch a piece, Song Chen suddenly moved away again. He felt that Zhao Jindong's heart had been pried by him. Joy was mixed with ambition and he was eager to try. He suddenly realized Zhao Jindong's innocent virgin land, and asked him to ease a slight desire to train.

His soul was docile and restless, like a slave, and when he was at a critical moment, he said despicablely like a queen: "I say I love me, I say I love me, I will reward you for coming in."

He felt that he could realize this dream and conquer Zhao Jindong.

Song Chen smiled and pushed Zhao Jindong towards the door: "Didn't you say you want to eat? Why, do you want to eat me?"

Zhao Jindong was a little angry and said, "Why are you so good?"

He is so good at seductive. In fact, it is not okay to be too sexy or too docile. Song Chen is in the middle.

"Has I practiced over the years?" His tone was a little ruthless.

"Born." Song Chen said: "Do you like it?"

"I don't know, I just want to do it, you." Zhao Jindong said.

Song Chen felt a little weak when he heard Zhao Jindong say slutty words. He felt that such a cold-blooded, ruthless and tall man was particularly touching when he said these words.
Chapter completed!