you are young joy

Chapter 67
As soon as Liang Feibai and Song Qian left the restaurant, it suddenly started raining. It was just light rain at first, but then it became heavier and heavier. There was only one umbrella in the car. The driver got down and wanted to hold an umbrella for Liang Feibai, for fear of the young master. Wet, Liang Feibai glanced at the driver, took the umbrella from his hand, and walked inside with Song Qian in his arms.

Although there were not a few steps to go, Liang Feibai and Song Qian were more or less wet because of the heavy rain and strong wind. Half of his shoulders were almost wet, and he didn't care at all. Song Qian took a look, afraid that Liang Feibai would catch a cold, and said, "Go take a hot shower first, and change some clothes."

Song Qian was only worried that Liang Feibai would catch a cold, but Liang Feibai was slightly taken aback when he heard Song Qian's words, and then his eyes deepened a lot. He hummed, asked Song Qian to wait for him, and then went upstairs.

Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and she called the Song family. She originally wanted to tell Luo Qiong that she would not go home tonight, but she didn't expect that the person who answered the phone would be Song Tianlin. After asking a few words, knowing that Song Qian was with Liang Feibai, his tone was quite meaningful, Song Qian smiled dryly and didn't explain anything.

Song Qian felt a little tired. Today, Qiao Yushi suddenly made a fuss about her. It happened so fast that Song Qian didn't even have that much time to think. Now that she was quiet, Song Qian's hands were still trembling slightly.

She was almost sold by human traffickers when she was a child, because she was still young at that time, so she left a shadow, Song Qian took it easy for a long time, stood there and took deep breaths repeatedly, before barely suppressing the restlessness.

After Liang Feibai took a shower, he called Song Qian upstairs and asked her to go up. Song Qian didn't think too much, and went upstairs. This villa was bought for him by Liang's father and Liang's mother when he returned home. Song Qian had heard of it, but It was her first time here, so she went upstairs and asked Liang Feibai, "Where do I live?"

Liang Feibai was wearing a nightgown, and his hair was still dripping with water. He stood at the door with his arms folded, and whispered, "This room."

Song Qian looked up at Liang Feibai, frowning slightly.

"With so many rooms, do we have to squeeze together?" Song Qian said, "I don't like sleeping with others."

"Why didn't you know that you still have this problem?" Liang Feibai was unmoved, and only said, "It's okay, you can get used to it from today."

There was a bang, and suddenly there was thunder outside again, the sound was a bit loud, the rain had turned into a heavy rain at some point, and there were only two people in the huge villa, Liang Feibai and Song Qian.

Liang Feibai entered the room and said without looking back, "Come in."

Song Qian bit her lower lip unconsciously.

Song Qian is not a fool, she has lived to be in her twenties, although she is not too enthusiastic about the relationship between men and women, how can she not understand the hints in Liang Fei's vernacular?
Song Qian couldn't move. Liang Feibai turned his head and saw Song Qian still standing outside the door. He raised his eyebrows and asked her, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Yes, uncomfortable - that's what Song Qian wanted to say.

"No." Song Qian lowered her eyes and walked towards Liang Feibai.

One step, another step.

Song Qian stood still in front of Liang Feibai. Liang Feibai was not in a hurry at all, but said to Song Qian, "I'll take care of some business, so you can take care of yourself first."

Song Qian nodded.

Liang Fei smiled in vain: "Good girl."

Liang Feibai turned on the laptop on the desk, and really started to deal with business seriously. Song Qian played games on the phone for a while, until the phone ran out of power, she simply turned it off, Liang Feibai said: "Cut me an apple."

He added: "There is one in the living room downstairs."

Song Qian said good, went to the living room downstairs and brought up the apple and the fruit knife, then sat on the chair, picked up the apple and started peeling it leisurely.

Liang Feibai turned his head slightly and looked at Song Qian.

Song Qian sat there with her eyebrows lowered and pleasing to the eye. She was seriously peeling the apple, and the whole bunch of apple peels outlined a beautiful arc in her hands. Song Qian lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were long, and she looked at the It makes one's heart itch, Song Qian is that kind of beautiful woman, there is never any need to question this point, when she was young, she had red lips and white teeth, she was pretty, and when she grew up, she became even more graceful, just a side profile is enough to please the eye.

About when Liang Feibai fell in love with Song Qian, he actually couldn't remember clearly, or maybe even Liang Feibai didn't notice it, when did he fall in love with her?

Maybe it was because she was pretty that he was tempted.

Thinking of this, Liang Feibai suddenly stood up and grabbed Song Qian's hand.

Song Qian was quietly peeling apples, when Liang Feibai grabbed her, the fruit knife almost cut her hand, Liang Feibai forcefully pulled Song Qian towards him, Song Qianshui's fruit knife and apple fell to the ground, The half-peeled apple rolled several times on the carpet until it reached the door.

Song Qian exclaimed, and was forced to meet Liang Feibai's gaze. His eyes were burning, and there was a dark color in his eyes that almost swallowed Song Qian.

Song Qian's heart thumped, the corner of her mouth moved, and before she could open her mouth, Liang Feibai made a sudden force, and the two changed positions immediately. Before Song Qian could react, Liang Feibai suddenly approached, Song Qian retreated subconsciously, and she kept retreating When he got to the bed, he couldn't stabilize his body and fell on the bed all of a sudden.

The big bed behind her was very soft, and when Song Qian wanted to get up, Liang Feibai was already on top of it.

Song Qian's eyelids jumped violently.

The light was a bit too dazzling, and Song Qian was in the shadows. She called out a little uneasily, "Liang Feibai."

Liang Feibai hummed, and his hand fell on Song Qian's cheek, her face was a little cold, slippery, but also soft.

"What's the matter?" Liang Feibai asked hoarsely.

"You're overwhelming me." Song Qian calmly said, "Give way."

Liang Feibai kept that movement motionless, and smiled softly.

"If I let it go, will I still be a man?"

His voice is low and hoarse, but it reveals a seriousness.

"Liang..."

"You can't run away, Song Qian." Liang Feibai lowered his head slightly, and the distance between the two of them became very close for a moment. His hot breath sprayed on her face, Song Qian's pupils constricted, and she heard Liang Feibai Said: "I have endured too much pain these years, and I don't want to bear it anymore."

He is serious.

Such a distance, such a gaze, is too dangerous.

It's easy to misfire.

Song Qian's heart thumped, not because of shyness, she held the bed sheet tightly with her hands, she tried to reason with Liang Feibai, but when she looked up to meet his dark eyes, the temperature in his eyes was too warm. It was too hot and burned Song Qian. Her face was a little ugly, but she knew very clearly in her heart that she had no reason to refuse.

She will marry Liang Feibai sooner or later, and she will experience this kind of thing, but it will happen naturally, why is she so resistant?
Liang Feibai liked her, and Song Qian knew that for a man like him, he had shown too much respect for Song Qian by being patient to this day, and Song Qian also knew it.

Obviously knowing... Song Qian watched Liang Feibai approaching gradually, and he pressed over. Song Qian's whole body was tense and motionless.

His lips were very close to hers.

The corner of Song Qian's mouth twitched.

Just when the lips of the two were about to touch each other, Liang Feibai's cell phone rang suddenly, the sound was a bit loud, Liang Feibai's movements froze suddenly, and Song Qian immediately said: "Your cell phone is ringing. "

Liang Feibai frowned, "It doesn't matter."

As he spoke, he was about to continue. Song Qian put her hand on his chest, and she said, "What if there is something important? Why don't you pick it up first?"

Liang Feibai looked at Song Qian, Song Qian smiled at him, Liang Feibai pushed away slightly to get the phone, Song Qian's palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Hey." Liang Feibai said very unhappy: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart quickly if you have something to say."

The person on the phone didn't seem to like nonsense, so he said something cheerfully, and Liang Feibai's face turned dark immediately, and he shouted: "Not here, don't open, get out."

He hung up the call without hesitation.

Song Qian immediately asked, "Who is it?"

Liang Feibai replied with a sullen face: "Shen Yuan."

Song Qian was a little surprised: "Is there anything he wants from you?"

"I don't know." Liang Feibai's tone was very unfriendly: "He said he was at my door and asked me to open the door."

Song Qian slid off the bed when she heard the words, Liang Feibai asked anxiously, "What are you doing?"

"Open the door." Song Qian said as it should: "It's raining so heavily outside, Shen Yuan may need you urgently, go down and have a look."

Song Qian slipped away after finishing speaking, Liang Feibai gritted his teeth and threw the phone out forcefully.

Song Qian didn't expect that Shen Yuan would call at this time. The timing of his call was so good that Song Qian rushed downstairs to open the door for Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan's whole body was drenched by the torrential rain. Standing at the door, he raised his brows slightly when he saw Song Qian opened the door.

"Shen Yuan!" Song Qian called him, with a slightly surprised tone.

Shen Yuan: "..."

"Ah, why are you drenched all over, come in quickly." Song Qian stretched out her hand to hold Shen Yuan, she exerted some force, Shen Yuan looked down at Song Qian's hand holding him, and squeezed it Lips came in following Song Qian's strength.

"Why are you here?" Shen Yuan asked.

Song Qian was about to speak, but Liang Feibai had already come down the stairs. He had a stinking face as if someone owed him 100 million. He gritted his teeth and looked at Shen Yuan and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Shen Yuan looked at Liang Feibai, then at Song Qian, and instantly understood what was going on.

"Didn't bother you?" Shen Yuan asked with a half-smile.

Song Qian originally wanted to explain, but Liang Feibai said before him, "If you know it, get lost."

(End of this chapter)