The little green plum in Song Shao's arms is so sultry

Chapter 48

Song Jin didn't expect this scene, he was almost stunned for a moment, then chuckled again, he didn't push away, didn't resist, but turned against the guest, deepening the kiss.

In the end, Yu Sheng was a little out of breath, the smell of alcohol permeated around the two of them, and the scent of lily of the valley washed away some of the smell of alcohol, they all closed their eyes, no one would disturb them, even if it was time.

Song Jin brought Yu Sheng back to an apartment under his name. Although he didn't come to live in it all year round, there was still a cleaning lady who came to clean it from time to time, so it wouldn't be a mess.

Yu Sheng was obedient even when drunk, she was extremely quiet, if Song Jin didn't talk to her, she would just quietly look at Song Jin's profile.

"What do you want to drink?" Song Jin pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed, taking a few contracts and looking at them carefully.

Yu Sheng didn't speak, just shook his head, Song Jin glanced at her lightly, and really didn't do anything more.

The time passed by like this, and neither of them spoke, except for Song Jin's page-turning sound from time to time, it was really eerily quiet.

Finally, Song Jin finished flipping through the stack of contracts, and a long, long time passed. He stretched himself, but saw Yu Sheng still looking at him quietly.

"Haven't slept yet?" Song Jin was a little surprised, but didn't say much, picked a contract from the pile of contracts and threw it to Yu Sheng: "Take a look, maybe it will help you sleep."

There were certain problems with that contract, but they were not so obvious. Song Jin was very curious, whether Yu Sheng could still maintain his original intelligence after being drunk.

Yu Sheng slowly picked up the contract in black and white, his eyes were blurred, he just glanced at it roughly, Yuzhi Qianqian pointed to a place: "Song Jin, here... there is a problem."

Song Jin looked in the direction of her finger, her gaze sank. Yu Sheng pointed in the right direction, but she only glanced roughly after being drunk. If she kept a sober posture, what would her strength be?
"Shengsheng, why don't you tell me in detail, if I sign this contract, what kind of consequences will it bring to the Song family?"

Yu Sheng looked at the contract, and still didn't answer after a long time, Song Jin didn't force others, took the newspaper away from her hand, smiled and said: "Good boy, good boy is going to sleep."

But as soon as he walked to the door of the room, the voice behind him was eager and cautious: "Song Jin..."

Song Jin turned around and saw Yu Sheng holding a black object in his right hand. He took a closer look, and he was stunned for a moment. This was his wallet, but he kept this object in the inner layer of his suit. How did Yu Sheng get it? ?
Looking at Song Jin's cold eyes, she felt that she had made a mistake, so she buried her head lower, holding the wallet in her hand, and said in a low voice, "This... will be lost."

Yu Sheng's analogy was quite correct. If he really signed that contract, not only would he not gain much for himself, but it would also cause Song's huge loss of financial interests.

He was silent, walked over and bent down to look at her: "Shengsheng... how did you spend those five years in the United States?"

Yu Sheng shook his head, "They won't let me speak."

"I feel sorry for you, Shengsheng," he hugged Yu Sheng lightly, and the girl's body felt cool, "I hope to see you spreading your wings, but I also don't want to exchange your pain for glory."

Song Jin smiled at her: "I really hope that I can remember this sentence after you sober up."

"Are you angry?" Yu Sheng looked at him quietly, and suddenly asked such a question, but shook his head again: "But even if you are angry, I can't tell my secret."

Song Jin couldn't help but patted Yu Sheng's head lovingly: "If you don't want to talk about it, don't talk about it. I don't care about your past, but your future glory is destined for me to walk with you."

It took Song Jin a lot of effort to put Yu Sheng to sleep, her drunken personality was too strange, she didn't like listening to lullabies, so she dragged Song Jin to tell her stories like a child.

He is very good at talking about the future economy, world trade and finance. Telling stories is really too difficult for him, but Yu Sheng has been holding Song Jin's hand tightly, and his complaining eyes seem to say that if you don't tell me stories, I will Hate you vow not to give up.

The two confronted each other for a long time. Although Yu Sheng was drunk, his eyes were not tired at all. Song Jin was very helpless, and finally came up with an excellent solution.

He took out some collections of prose poems in English from his study room, and brought them in front of Yu Sheng: "My dear Shengsheng, if you can finish translating this book, I will tell you a story."

Yu Sheng looked at the thick book without any hesitation: "Okay."

He went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of Coke, thinking about how to send Yu Sheng home later without causing her to be blamed by her family.

The secretary just made a phone call at this time, and as soon as she picked it up, she heard her hurriedly say: "Sir, there is something wrong with the management of the Song Group."

Song Jin walked to the balcony, brought the delicate white platycodon flower into the room, and said calmly: "I can't spare the time now, so, let me say, you operate it, and if there is any problem, you just need to say it's mine." instruction."

After dealing with all this, Song Jin picked off a vigorously blooming platycodon flower and walked into the room, only to find that Yu Sheng was still buried in the thick book of prose poems.

"Shengsheng..." He softly called Yu Sheng's name, and the girl slowly raised her head. She was exhausted, without the fresh energy just now, and just stared blankly at Song Jin.

"It's time to go to sleep." He put the white platycodon flower on Yu Sheng's temple, and hugged her gently: "Aren't you tired?"

"No..." She was still suppressing her drowsiness, holding the pen holder weakly with her right hand: "What he said... I want to finish translating it..."

Song Jin smiled: "What an idiot."

He took away the book in front of Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng was reluctant, stood up and wanted to grab it back, but his vision darkened, and he just fell on Song Jin's body.

The sky was clear, but Song Jin's eyes were dim. He gently embraced the girl, put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and kissed the white platycodon flower lightly: "Sheng Sheng, think about yourself more, don't worry about it." I.

You don't have to please anyone, do things according to your temper, don't worry about the consequences, I, Song Jin, have the strength to clean up the mess for you, you just need to do what you want to do. "

He paused, and laughed at himself again: "I'm talking about this now, when you wake up, should I hope you forget it, or should I hope you remember it?"

Can the love that you dare to express when you are drunk can stain you, a noble and self-cleaning white lotus?
The affection is deep, but I still refuse to see each other, is it appropriate for you and me to be like this now?What should this relationship call itself?

What is right and what is wrong, the difference between right and wrong, is nothing but a bridge between flowers and dreams.

(End of this chapter)