Morbid and vicious!The boss in the Beijing circle is pampered into a crying bag

Chapter 253 Do You Need Me To Hold Your Hand?

Song Sinian sat on the sofa, hugged Lu Zhaozhao in his arms, pressed his neck into her neck, and said in a low tone, "You want to know?"

Lu Zhaozhao was only thinking about her being hacked, completely unaware that "danger" was quietly approaching.

She nodded, "Well, I want to know."

Song Sinian's lips gently rubbed against her neck, "Zhao Zhao, kiss me."

Lu Zhaozhao was stunned, then turned his head and kissed him on the cheek.

"That's not enough." Song Sinian hugged her and turned her around, rubbing the tip of her nose as if bargaining. "I'm very stingy. You always ask about other men in front of me, which makes me feel bad."

Lu Zhaozhao was amused by his words.

Leaning against his arms with crooked eyes, hugging his cheeks, and looking at him with a smile, "My Mr. Song knows he's in a bad mood now?"

Her eyes were on his, and scenes of the past flashed across her mind.

Once upon a time, he was a man who didn't even know how to express his emotions, but now he has begun to act like a baby to her.

Looking at Song Sinian's changes, Lu Zhaozhao felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

She reached out and hugged Song Sinian's neck, raised her chin and bit down on his neck.

At this time, Song Sinian just lowered her head, and her small mouth was just biting on his Adam's apple.

Both were stunned.

In the next second, Song Sinian pushed Lu Zhaozhao onto the sofa. The weight of his body slowly fell, and the soft cushions of the sofa sank slowly along with her figure, and he was locked on the sofa by his arms. Among them, Lu Zhaozhao's heart also jumped wildly.

"Song, Song, Song..." Lu Zhaozhao stuttered as soon as he opened his mouth.

Song Sinian propped himself up, leaned close to her ear, his voice was low and hoarse, "At this time, I prefer to hear other names."

Lu Zhaozhao's whole body went limp just hearing his hoarse and restrained voice.

Not to mention that he will do more egregious things in a while.

Lu Zhaozhao put his little hand against Song Sinian's heart, his little face flushed, and he murmured in a panic, "I, don't we have business to finish? My third brother, he... um..."

Before she could finish her words, all of them were blocked by him.

His lips were not slow or fast, even a little leisurely, and he traced the shape of her lips carefully on her lips.

But every time she thought that he was going to let her go, she would act recklessly again.

Feeling his approaching body temperature, Lu Zhaozhao was a little dazed, her head was dizzy, and Song Sinian had completely led her away unconsciously.

When Song Sinian slowly let go of her, he saw that she had just been bullied by someone, her eyes were red with a bit of moisture.

Soft, pitiful, people can't help but want to ravage Lin again.

Song Sinian's big hand gently stroked her lips, his voice was dry and hoarse, "Are you still asking the question just now?"

Lu Zhaozhao snapped back to his senses, his little face flushed instantly.

She covered her eyes with a pair of small hands, "Ask me, what am I, my third brother, planning to do?"

Song Sinian looked at Lu Zhaozhao who was covering his cheek with a half-smile, and thought she was very cute.

He slowly stretched out his big hand, pulled one of her small hands over, brought it to his lips, and bit it lightly, "Since you want to listen, Mrs. Song must concentrate on it next."

Lu Zhaozhao was inexplicably excited, always felt that Song Sinian was looking at her now, something was wrong, very wrong...

She always felt that his eyes seemed to eat her.

It must be her illusion, right?

Lu Zhaozhao couldn't help swallowing, and when he was about to concentrate like Song Sinian said, Song Sinian suddenly pulled her hand away.

She suddenly remembered what Song Sinian had done to her before, and immediately understood what he was going to do.

Her whole face was as red as a shrimp ball, and she hid it directly in Song Sinian's arms, "Don't..."

She wanted to withdraw her little hand, but he squeezed it tightly against her chest.

Song Sinian's nose rubbed against her neck, and he hooked his lips with a light smile, "Mrs. Song, you need to concentrate..."

His eyes were getting darker, and he looked sideways at her neck, which had already been blushed due to the light dye of bath thoughts, and sucked it one after another.

She struggled in his arms impatiently, her slender fingers hooked his back deeply, and the neat shirt was wrinkled by her.

Lu Zhaozhao was hugged lightly by him, as if suddenly riding on a roller coaster, his heart was suddenly thrown high, rising above the clouds, and finally turned into a cloud of cumulonimbus, which exploded vigorously amidst the thunder and lightning ...

In the end, it turned into a drizzle of rain.

Seeing that she had lost all strength, Song Sinian slowly let go of her little hand, grabbed her ankle, and pulled her down violently.

"Hmm..." Lu Zhaozhao snorted, his big hands tightly held a pair of fair calves, and his slender and beautiful ankles looked particularly eye-catching.

It was even more soft and easy to break when it fell on his hot palm.

Lu Zhaozhao's eyes widened suddenly, and he stretched out his small hand to push him, but he approached him very slowly.

Her little hand pressed against his skin, and she couldn't help trembling, "I, I, I won't listen..."

Song Sinian seemed to ignore her words, but asked softly, "Do you need me to hold your hand?"

Lu Zhaozhao was taken aback for a moment, and his big hands held her small hands.

Now...she couldn't escape anymore.

Lu Zhaozhao looked at Song Sinian dumbfounded, but in the end he heard him look at her with a clear look, and said in a hoarse voice: "So you like this..."

Lu Zhaozhao couldn't hear what she said after that. Her consciousness seemed to be dragged into chaos, and her whole body became erratic. Only those hands tightly held by Song Sinian were always warm, which made people feel at ease...

At the end of autumn, the sky was already a lot colder, and the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors quickly made a layer of water vapor appear to be invisible on the windows.

When water droplets rolled down the glass on the window, Lu Zhaozhao had already fallen asleep on the sofa again.

She was covered with a blanket, and the hair on her forehead was still a little damp.

Song Sinian was sitting under the sofa, his shirtless back was criss-crossed with scratch marks, and some places were even bloodshot.

His black eyes blinked slightly, looking at Lu Zhaozhao who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, he gently rubbed her tired little face with his big hand, feeling somewhat annoyed.

He shouldn't have tossed her so lightly just now, at least... he should restrain himself a little.

But once some things are touched, it's like being possessed by a demon. The more you want to restrain yourself, the more you want to swallow it whole.

"Buzzing..."

The phone rang suddenly in the silent room, Song Sinian frowned slightly, glanced at the name on the phone, and slowly reached out to pick up the phone from the table——

(End of this chapter)