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

Chapter 27 Is it her illusion?

"Well, I promise you."

"???"

Song Sinian's promise was too straightforward, which left Lu Zhaozhao at a loss for what to say.

If someone else replied so casually, she would definitely think that the other party was teasing her, but he wouldn't.

Seeing that Lu Zhaozhao didn't speak again, Song Sinian gently rubbed the back of his index finger against her cheek, and asked, "So what do you want me to do?"

Lu Zhaozhao looked at Song Sinian in a daze, "I hope you don't inject capital into the Lu family, but lend them money."

Since overseas orders will be lost, don't take advantage of Song Sinian.

Song Sinian nodded, "Well, I'll let Zhao Xi handle this matter soon."

"And the Emerald Mine, which is very popular now, don't take pictures..."

Actually speaking of this, Lu Zhaozhao was somewhat worried that Song Sinian would ask her why she couldn't shoot.

But to her surprise, Song Sinian not only didn't ask her the reason, but also asked another question, "So what is your favorite emerald mine number?"

Lu Zhaozhao opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

After a long time, she slowly opened her mouth, "You don't have the ability to read minds, do you?"

Song Sinian lightly stroked her small face with his fingertips, "This is a basic logical question. If you don't want me to shoot the hot mine, you must want me to shoot other things. As for the two You want to leave the hot emerald mine to the Lu family, right?"

Lu Zhaozhao's heart suddenly sank.

From Song Sinian's point of view, whether it was lending money to the Lu family, or preventing him from filming the hit Jade Mine, it was all for the Lu family.

Even lending money to the Lu family may be done to prevent the Song family from getting extra money from the Lu family.

Thinking of the misunderstanding between Song Sinian and his previous life, Lu Zhaozhao suddenly became nervous, "Mr. Song, I don't want to help the Lu family, I..."

She tried to explain, but when she opened her mouth, she found that her explanation was absolutely futile.

She could neither tell Song Sinian that she was born again, nor explain how she knew that the two hot jadeite mines would cost nothing if she bought them.

"I...I won't harm you, really." In the end, she could only say this softly, and there was no sound.

Song Sinian gently raised her small face, and said in a flat tone: "I don't doubt what you mean, what you want and what you want to do, just tell me. As for the reason, you can tell me if you want." If I don't want to, I can wait."

"..."

That's right, it's because Mr. Song of their family is always so nice that she can't let go.

Lu Zhaozhao's hands around Song Sinian's waist tightened even more.

She rubbed her little face in his arms, her eyes blushing silently.

The damp moisture fell on Song Sinian's shirt, he vaguely sensed something, looked down at the person buried in his arms, raised his hand and patted her on the back lightly.

Lu Zhaozhao's body paused, and half of his small face was quietly revealed.

Tears hung on her eyelashes, and with a slight movement of her eyebrows, water vapor fell on the red end of her eyes along the tip of her eyelashes.

Song Sinian raised his hand and lightly rubbed the corner of her eye with his fingertips, watching her obediently close one eye and let him play with it, his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

Sure enough, no matter whether it was a pat or a hug, he always felt that something was close.

not enough.

His gaze slowly descended, and finally stopped on her bright red mouth.

Song Sinian ran his fingertips along her cheeks, gently plucked the broken hair around her ears, slowly leaned over to her ears, and said lightly, "Do you feel better?"

His voice was deep and hoarse, as if restrained.

He just did what she said before, hugging and patting...

Would she be upset if he wanted to move on to something else?

When Song Sinian said this, the tip of his nose lightly rubbed against her cheek.

Lu Zhaozhao didn't dodge at all, but because of itching, she instinctively hugged his neck and pulled him down.

"It's itchy, Mr. Song..."

"En." Song Sinian's muffled voice rang out from her shoulder, and in the next second, a strong and big hand clasped her waist, pressing her firmly against him.

The distance between the two was compressed in an instant, and Lu Zhaozhao let out a soft cry unexpectedly, and firmly pressed against his chest.

The warm touch was ironed on Lu Zhaozhao's fair skin through the thin fabric.

"Can you?" His deep voice was inexplicably eager, and it fell on her ears mixed with the warm breath.

Lu Zhaozhao was hugged tightly by him, and he couldn't see his expression at all, but she could clearly hear his beating heart against her chest.

"Plop, plop" over and over again, just like her.

Is Song Sinian acting like a baby?
She didn't answer Song Sinian, but her somewhat chaotic breathing moved closer to the direction he wanted.

She was already soft and fragrant, and every time he held her in his arms, this sweet and fragrant smell made it hard for him to hold her back.

want more...

He wanted to monopolize her and keep her in a cage, only he could touch her.

But if he really did this, would she still treat her defenselessly as she is now?
Song Sinian couldn't imagine that she was looking at him with eyes full of guard.

Just thinking about it made him feel suffocated.

The warm breath gradually descended, and his eyes could not help but pass over her fair neck.

Suddenly, by accident, he lowered his head and took a sip on it.

Almost instantly, a heavy red mark appeared in front of his eyes.

Lu Zhaozhao's skin was already fair, but the blush on it was even more eye-catching.

Song Sinian raised his head slowly, as if he was very satisfied with his masterpiece just now.

He gently stroked the red mark with his fingertips, so that others could know who she was?

Lu Zhaozhao obviously didn't recover from the situation just now, she lay in Song Sinian's arms blankly, her mind was full of the matter of him asking for a kiss just now.

Is it her delusion?

She always felt as if she could vaguely sense his subtle mood swings.

"Zhao Zhao..."

Suddenly someone called her name softly beside her ear, Lu Zhaozhao came back to his senses, and only then saw Song Sinian's black eyes staring at her burningly.

She raised her eyes to meet his, but still didn't make a sound.

He looked at her uncertainly, "Are you... unhappy?"

When he said this, his eyes glanced at the red mark on her neck, and then moved away.

She should be angry if she did such a thing without her consent, right?
"I..." Lu Zhaozhao opened his small mouth, and before he could remember and finished speaking, Song Sinian raised his hand and unbuttoned the two front buttons of his shirt.

The half-open neckline exposed most of his neck.

He looked at Lu Zhaozhao very seriously, and said word by word: "If you are unhappy, you can bite it back..."

(End of this chapter)