nyslfriends Chapter 481: Yan Weiqing of Tracheitis (Subscription)
Chapter 481: Yan Weiqing of Tracheitis (Subscription)
Thinking that since I met Song Hongli, I haven't touched other people for more than a month.
Every day I just watch Song Hongli secretly in the company, watch his programs on TV, and watch his news in the newspaper.
God knows how far the word "flowery radish" is from the current self.
"Yan Weiqing! I'll officially tell you that I've left the title of huaxin big radish, please tell me to concentrate on big radish in the future! Su Zhaoxue shouted angrily to the person on the other side of the phone.
"Okay, okay, I know it? Tell me, what's the matter with me so early?
I looked at my watch, the hour hand pointed to 5 o'clock in the evening, is this early?
That's right... It's really early for someone who thinks about that kind of thing anytime, anywhere.
"I have something to do, but I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for the one from your family."
"Looking for Huairou? Why are you looking for Huairou? Let me tell you, she doesn't like someone like you!"
As soon as Yan Weiqing heard that Su Zhaoxue's big radish was looking for his own wife, he hurriedly learned how to protect food for birds.
Su Zhaoxue curled her lips in disdain, expressing her disdain for Yan Weiqing's behavior.
"Bum, I don't have the heart to challenge Xia Huairou, the big iceberg freak, I just want to ask her for a favor 527."
"Oh? What's up? That...she...she's sleeping, just tell me and I'll fix it for you.
Su Zhaoxue looked at Song Hongli, who still had no sign of waking up, poked his pale face, and smiled faintly.
"My man was hurt today. I think you should know who it is. I don't need to say more. I want the one who hurt others' lives."
"Also, help me keep those reporters' mouths shut, I hope there won't be any news that I don't want to see in the paper tomorrow."
"Well, okay, then I'll hang up first.
Yan Weiqing looked at Xia Huairou, who was frowning slightly in his arms, and hurriedly hung up the phone.
You know, no matter what you do, you can't disturb your own wife's sleep, who makes...you make her too tired?
Su Zhaoxue looked at the hurriedly hung up phone and smiled playfully. There is a disease in the world called bronchitis.
Su Zhaoxue drove a coquettish little sports car with a bright smile on her face.
Su Zhaoxue touches Song Hongli's face from time to time, or touches certain parts, and is very busy (cffd) along the way.
After smearing oil all the way to Su Zhaoxue's private villa in the suburbs, he reluctantly picked up Song Hongli and entered the house.
This villa was secretly bought by Su Zhaoxue without telling everyone in the Su family.
Although it was not as grand as the Su family's villa, and the location was relatively remote, Su Zhaoxue just fell in love with such a remote location.
As for why?
Nothing more than convenience, not to be disturbed.
You can also have a place to stay when you are away from home.
In fact, the idea of slag attack is so simple.
He took Song Hongli into his own room, and during the process of going upstairs, Song Hongli suddenly frowned and snorted a few times.
Although it was an unintentional move, it made Su Zhaoxue obsessed with Song Hongli's love.
Looking at Song Hongli's slightly pale face and the blood oozing arm.
It is an indescribable bewitchment, a poignant and sickly state that makes people unable to calm down.
Su Zhaoxue swallowed hard, and diligently shifted her gaze to the stairs and the wall, but out of the corner of the eye, she looked at Song Hongli disobediently.
Su Zhaoxue never knew that there would be someone in this world who fascinated him to such a degree.
After the psychological and physical war of resistance, Su Zhaoxue finally put Song Hongli on the big bed in his bedroom.
Song Hongli was the second person lying on this bed, and the first one was Su Zhaoxue herself.
Although Su Zhaoxue had brought many women to this villa for the night, she never let anyone into her own bedroom.
It wasn't because of cleanliness, but Su Zhaoxue felt that they were not worthy of being here.
Looking at Song Hongli, who was still sleeping, Su Zhaoxue slowly pressed on his body, making close contact with this person.
"Why am I so fascinated by you? Sometimes I really suspect that you are some kind of monster, and what curse did you put on me to make me so fascinated by you.
"Although there are few, there will be people who are more beautiful than you."
"They will lie under me willingly because of my words. But you are different. I have never treated a person so seriously, let alone told my story to others. 39
"And you, so ruthlessly rejected me."
"After you rejected me, I once reflected on myself, what was the problem, but I thought about it and couldn't find the answer."
"I know, you did it on purpose, did you deliberately say those words to irritate me? Song Hongli, let me tell you, I am attracted to you, whether you love me or not now."
"I will get you one day, not just your body, but your heart as well.
Su Zhaoxue looked at Song Hongli's sleeping face and said to herself.
She didn't care whether Song Hongli heard it or not, whether she heard it or not.
She just wanted to say, she just wanted to say what was in her heart.
Song Hongli fell asleep, suddenly felt his body sink, and then a familiar smell sprayed on his face.
I want to open my eyes, want to see that person clearly, want to hear what she said, but there is nothing I can do, I can only lie there and feel it quietly.
Although I couldn't hear what the person said, I could tell from her breathing that the person was not happy now.
What's wrong with her? Is she still mad at herself for hurting her?
If she hadn't been angry, she wouldn't have arranged so much work for herself.
If she hadn't been angry, she wouldn't have seen herself for so many days.
Such an ending, just as I thought, was decisive and thorough.
Even the distance between ordinary friends is not considered, it is only the relationship between the boss and the artist.
Song Hongli sometimes laughs at own for not being brave.
He didn't dare to accept Su Zhaoxue, and he didn't dare to face up to Zhang Zhi's feelings for himself.
Dare not to overthrow the bondage of the Song family, nor dare to be a true self.
He lived and never had an ego.
Nine years after his birth, Song Hongli was the jewel in the palm of everyone's hands and the only heir to the Song family.
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