9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

She moved to get out of the fireball. But, move, met what strange thing. Soft, hard, and temperature

Song Qingcheng thought he was still dreaming. She touched the strange thing with her hand. Then she found a good place to pinch it. Her strength was not small.

"Well..." The man is stuffy hum, the eyebrow tightens tightly.

Who can tell him what's going on?

Song Qingcheng's body suddenly froze, and his brain suddenly woke up. Open your eyes and see a face magnified in front of you

He was wringing his eyebrows at the moment, and his face was full of pain and annoyance. It was obvious that he had been pinched by her just now.

Song Qingcheng looked at him and his brain was blank for a long time.

Lu Qing suddenly came out at night and cured her. When I woke up, another man came out and took her to sleep

Who can tell her what's going on?

How can she feel like she's sleeping on the road, coming to anyone who wants to.

Ji Zhengting is sure that she has woken up and seems to be well. He put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes again.

Song Qingcheng glanced at him, only to see the part of his chin, to see him facing the ceiling, he quietly took his eyes back, without a trace from his side.

When she wanted to get up, she subconsciously lifted the quilt and looked at it. Only when she was sure that she was still wearing pajamas did she dare to lift the quilt. Suddenly, Lu Qing's words burst into her mind, and her action of getting out of bed stopped again.

He turned his head and looked at him again. The room was not very bright with the curtains drawn. I can see his tired face and quiet appearance.

In fact, compared with the bad man in the elevator yesterday, she would rather he was like that, at least, let me feel normal. However, he was so quiet that she felt uneasy.

At the bottom of my heart, I tried to open my mouth several times. When I really wanted to open my mouth, my throat got stuck again. Her throat was dry and astringent. She poured a glass of water from the head of the bed.

Drink water, moisten throat, feel more comfortable. Then he poured a glass of water and accosted him first, "do you want water?"

Er

How do you think they are like old wives now. Shouldn't she rush up and ask him why he's here? Why are you still holding yourself in your own bed?

When she thought, the cup in her hand had been taken by him. He took two drinks and put the cup directly on his own bedside table.

Song Qingcheng sat there, a little embarrassed. Tangled again and again, she did not rush to ask, stepped on slippers out.

I went to the bathroom and had a look at the weather outside. It was very gloomy and I knew it was very cold. It's almost three o'clock. Fortunately, today is Saturday. Otherwise, I'll be dead if I sleep till now.

She wants to go back to her room and call the child. I said that I would pick up my children on Saturday and weekend, but as a result, I woke up and the day passed. I hope the child doesn't wait for Mommy all the time.

She went to the door and saw that he was still lying there as before, motionless. I don't know what he's thinking? Are you worried about the old lady?

Or

Because of his own body.

She didn't know how to control her impulse.

But at this time, the man said, "come here!"

Two words, as always domineering, the kind of irreproachable.

Such him, just let song Qingcheng feel familiar. The footstep is the same as the ghost, really walked past.

She stood by the bed and looked at him like that.

"Come up!" Ji Zhengting also said.

Song Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, and finally went up. Anyway, no matter how intimate things have been done, now, she just wants to know his physical condition.

What's more, I misunderstood him last time and said so many ugly things in front of him yesterday. In this case, I am too extreme.

But also mad, so I didn't think so much.

Song Qingcheng went back to bed. The next moment, he was caught by the big hand. She let out a scream and bumped her head into the man's strong chest.

She just felt dizzy.

Ji Zhengting holds her on himself and looks at the little woman who is knocked unconscious. It's kind of cute.

In normal times, it's nothing to bump like this, but now she's a patient. Her brain was burned one day and she was very weak. When she was hit like this, her brain seemed to be scattered.

Ji Zhengting is not in a hurry to speak, long fingers playing with her hair, small action, can not say how warm.

Song Qingcheng slowly over God, from top to bottom looking at him, for a moment, forget two people now ambiguous to can't ambiguous posture. She just looked at him, wondering how to speak.

If you rush up and ask him about his health, does it seem that she cares too much?

Although she does care, she doesn't want him to know.

"I heard that The old lady is in hospital, isn't she After thinking for a long time and struggling for a long time, I finally asked, what I was struggling with her was totally different.Song Qingcheng, do you dare to be inferior?

Ji Zhengting gave a low "um.".

She knew that he was not curious at all. After all, Lu Qing was with her last night.

"That Are you better now? "

This sentence asked out, song Qingcheng looked down upon himself.

Why do you want to ask if you have nothing to do with half a cent?

He is willing to take care of himself. If he is not willing to take care of himself, he seems to ask a lot.

"Average." He faintly returned two words.

"What do you mean in general?" Is it really bad?

"The old lady always wanted to see that she had a great grandson..." Ji Zhengting's words, the point is up to now.

Song Qingcheng's eyes brushed a layer of gloom, lowered his eyelids and made no sound. Suddenly, I realized that I was lying on him

Most importantly, he has no bed.

Damn it!

No wonder I feel so hot?

It turned out to be lying on a stove, but also lying for so long, but also calm chat.

She lost to herself, too. Every time I meet him, I always make a fool of myself without warning.

She hastily want to come down from him, but don't want to be held down by the man's big hand, and issued a warning, "don't move!"

“…… You put me down Song Qingcheng didn't dare to move. Now that she is alone and in bed, if she dares to disobey him, she is not sure what he will do.

"Nothing to tell me?" Ji Zhengting didn't mean to let go. He guessed that little women all know that the old lady is ill, and they should realize that they have wronged him, right?

He was in the hospital that night. How could he accompany a woman to her birthday and have a romantic night

In the eyes of his children, he is the kind of man who is promiscuous?

Song Qingcheng was stunned.