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

Chapter 74 Mr. Song, are you okay?

Now Song Sinian has a little idea of ​​what objects the word "hate" can be embodied in.

For example, this dog.

I don't know if it's because Song Sinian stared at "Jack" for too long, or the way he looks at it is a little too obvious.

Lu Zhaozhao quickly noticed his strangeness.

"Mr. Song, do you want to touch Jack too?" She looked at Song Sinian with a smile on her face, her watery eyes seemed to be shining like stars.

It was difficult for him to refuse his proposal, so he just nodded along with the flow.

But when he raised his hand, he clearly noticed that the Doberman was about to resist immediately.

A murderous look flickered across his eyes, and he stared straight at it, as if it dared to hide and wanted it to look good.

The Doberman pinscher lay down decisively in a jerk, allowing Song Sinian to ravage him.

Seeing this, Lu Zhaozhao reached out and rubbed the Doberman's belly, and said with a smile, "Mr. Song, it seems to like you very much!"

"..."

"..."

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the kitchen to prepare dinner. Song Sinian took the opportunity to let the servants take over the two dogs, and went to eat with Lu Zhaozhao.

Every time the cook at home cooks according to Lu Zhaozhao's taste, so she eats very happily every day.

But does Song Sinian like to eat these?

Lu Zhaozhao ate a few bites with half a bowl of sweet soup left, and his eyes fell on Song Sinian.

Since she lived with Song Sinian, she has observed him more.

She gradually discovered that no matter what flavor the chef cooks, Song Sinian's appetite seems to be consistent.

No more and no less.

Lu Zhaozhao looked at Song Sinian with his chin propped up, and he couldn't help sighing secretly. It seemed that he still had a long way to go to find out what Mr. Song's preferences were.

Song Sinian seemed to have noticed her gaze, turned to look at Lu Zhaozhao, and said in a calm tone, "Do you have something to tell me?"

Lu Zhaozhao came back to his senses, smiled lightly, and made up a reason, "Uh...I'm thinking about going to my grandfather's house for dinner on Friday, what gift should I buy for him, does Mr. Song have any good suggestions?"

Song Sinian's black eyes drooped, and a touch of emotion flashed across his eyes, "You don't need to buy him any special gifts, let Zhao Xi choose a suitable one, just take it with you."

"How can that work? This is my first time going to the Song family's old house, so I must prepare a good gift." Lu Zhaozhao pursed his lips, and did not agree with Song Sinian's opinion.

In the last life, Mr. Song seldom went out, and he didn't have any special hobbies, so the information from the previous life is of no use to the present.

Lu Zhaozhao thought so, tilted his head to look at Song Sinian, and asked, "Do you know what Grandpa likes? For example, what kind of things do you like to collect?"

Song Sinian's eyelids drooped, "He has a wide range of hobbies, he likes almost all collections, and he can buy anything."

"Uh……"

Lu Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows, always feeling that Song Sinian seemed to have answered her, but also didn't seem to have answered her completely.

She frowned slightly, and when she was thinking about whether to ask Zhao Xi, Song Sinian slowly said, "You... how was your day at school?"

Listening to Song Sinian's lack of interest, Lu Zhaozhao narrowed his eyes.

Although she wasn't sure, she vaguely felt that Song Sinian was having an affair with her.

Lu Zhaozhao carefully recalled what happened from just now to the present, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Could it be that Song Sinian knew about her at school?

Thinking about this, Lu Zhaozhao put down the bowl of sweet soup in his hand, covered his eyes, and said in a crying voice, "Today I was bullied at school, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Song Sinian frowned suddenly, seeing Lu Zhaozhao's sudden appearance, he was also a little dazed.

"You...don't cry."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Lu Zhaozhao took off his small hand that was blocking his eyes and put it on his chin, "So, Mr. Song, won't you kiss me?"

"..."

Song Sinian's black eyes blinked, and seeing her looking at him with a smile on her face, the corners of her mouth curled up inexplicably tickled her heart.

He just felt that his whole face was a little hot.

It's a weird feeling, but there doesn't seem to be anything else wrong with it.

Seeing that Song Sinian's eyes were a bit complicated, Lu Zhaozhao thought that when he was teasing him just now, it made him feel uncomfortable.

She hastily reached out and tugged at Song Sinian's sleeve and shook it, "Mr. Song, are you alright?"

Song Sinian turned his face to look at Lu Zhaozhao, hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly, "I think my face is a little hot."

"Hot?" Lu Zhaozhao stood up from the chair with a "squeak", "You don't have a fever, do you?"

She has lived so comfortably recently that she completely forgot that Song Sinian was still a patient.

She stretched out her small hand and put it on Song Sinian's forehead, then frowned, and put her little head on it again.

The temperature is not high?
Lu Zhaozhao was a little worried, "Is there anything else you feel uncomfortable about?"

Song Sinian blinked, "It seems...it's even hotter now."

The position of the heart is also beating non-stop in "plop, plop".

"It's getting hotter?" Lu Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows suspiciously, but his eyes slowly fell on the back of his neck.

The originally fair neck was now blushing.

Lu Zhaozhao seemed to understand something instantly, "I seem to know."

She raised her little hand slightly, and her fingertips stroked his neck along the collar of the back of his neck.

The coolness of her fingertips made Song Sinian's back tremble, and felt that the hairs all over his body were blown off.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was visibly hoarse, "What's the matter?"

He looked at Lu Zhaozhao, his eyes were obviously red with lust.

Lu Zhaozhao narrowed his eyes, "I can make you hotter."

As she spoke, she leaned down and kissed his earlobe lightly.

Sure enough, his already crimson neck... the color became a little heavier.

Almost feeling her approaching breath, a layer of black mist appeared in Song Sinian's eyes.

He raised his hand to sweep the tableware in front of him, stood up, reached out and picked up Lu Zhaozhao and put it on the dining table directly opposite him.

His strong arms were on both sides of her body, and the whole body was enveloped by him.

His slightly threatening tone slowly fell, "Say it?"

"I... um..."

Before she could say what she said later, Song Sinian's lips pressed against her.

His heavy breath mixed with the unique cold fragrance randomly fell on her cheeks, causing her to breathe quickly for no reason.

Lu Zhaozhao's small hand was between the two of them, and Song Sinian leaned his body on it as if on purpose.

The man's body was heavier than she thought.

His figure was already tall, but the sudden aggravation obviously made her body unbalanced...

　I'm not sure if I can add more updates today, but Huohuo will work hard~ Let's hit a ticket, my cute little ones~
　　
　
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