Cold President, Hug Me

The man is really too fierce, at this time, she felt her body, as if she had been run over by a car.

It's hard to get the extreme all over

She really dislikes this man. She has such a strong demand that she can't bear it now.

Looking at the cold little woman beside him, the man's heart was painful again.

But he didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the woman's body. In the end, he drew back.

He had no choice but to smile bitterly and shake his head. The man lowered his head and began to smoke his cigarette one by one

Smoke shrouded in the man's eyebrows of Sichuan words, began to become more and more profound up.

"Tomorrow night, I don't think I can come back..." Gu Yifei said.

Hearing the speech, song Mingyang immediately asked curiously, "how?"

"We're going to rehearse the dance in the evening..." Gu Yifei also said, "the anniversary of our school is coming soon. We will perform on stage at that time..."

"When is the anniversary?"

"Next Tuesday..." Gu Yifei said.

Song Mingyang immediately nodded, "what time do you want to rehearse in the evening?"

"Maybe it's eleven or twelve It could be more than ten After dancing, I will be very tired, so I won't come back. I plan to sleep directly in the dormitory... "

If you come back, it's estimated that when you lie together, the man will still want

In that case, I can't stand it.

What's more, she has no interest at all now, lying with song Mingyang.

In a word, this man, he is now, can avoid as far as possible.

When the man heard the words, he immediately said, "that time is OK. I'll pick you up at that time..."

Gu Yifei immediately frowned and turned over, clutching the quilt tightly, looked at Song Mingyang and asked, "no, how can you do that? Can't you give me some freedom? I have to be tied to you every day to make you happy? "

The little woman's impatience is in the eyes of the man, and the discomfort is in the heart, but on the surface, he still keeps his own calm, "no It's just that I'm very dependent on you now. If you're not here, I can't sleep So, you have to be in... "

"Do you know you're upset, song Mingyang?" Gu Yifei said.

With that, the woman immediately frowned and said, "well, since you have to do this, that's it. But I have a request. I'll be very tired tomorrow. If I come back, you can't touch me..."

Song Mingyang immediately snapped his fingers, "it's a deal. I promise I'll do what I say..."

"I hope you do what you say..." Gu Yifei cold response, and then turned his back to song Mingyang closed his eyes.

Close your eyes, in front of you, the picture of Chen yiou's death appears again.

Ear, also rang out again, the young man's shrill voice

This sound, this picture, torture Gu Yifei once again feel creepy.

The little woman forced herself to close her eyes and go to sleep.

After Gu Yifei fell asleep for a long time, song Mingyang did not sleep either.

Men have been sitting beside her smoking, one after another.

The whole room has been shrouded in smoke

Looking at the little woman around, the man's heart is like a knife

Although two people at this moment, lying together in a double bed, but between the two people, it is separated by a sea.

No matter how close their bodies are, their hearts are not together

Two hearts, still separated by a long distance.

"I miss you so much, Gu Yifei..." The man closed his eyes and talked to himself again.

After smoking the last cigarette, the man put out the cigarette end, turned off the light and lay down.

As soon as he lay down, the man quickly dawdled to Gu Yifei's side and held the little woman tightly in his arms from behind.

Even in her sleep, the little woman felt that someone had hugged her from behind, but she still moved her body subconsciously.

This subconscious rejection deeply hurt song Mingyang

He didn't do anything more, just hugged the little woman tightly and closed his eyes tightly.

No matter how much this little woman repels herself, song Mingyang himself can't repel this little woman.

That's what he is.

No matter in what circumstances, this little woman is the most intimate existence in her life.

"Gu Yifei, I love you..." The man gave the little woman a hard kiss on the back and said to himself.

The little woman had already fallen asleep and didn't give any response to song Mingyang.

The next morning, Gu Yifei didn't have breakfast and went out to spend money.

Song Mingyang didn't care about her either. He made his own breakfast and sat in the dining room eating aloneA person's breakfast is very simple. He just cooked a bag of the most common instant noodles according to Gu Yifei's method, with poached eggs, chopped green onion, and ham slices in it

No matter how he ate this bowl of instant noodles, he couldn't eat it because he ate it alone. Once, the two of them ate instant noodles together.

No matter what they eat, they are delicious.

A person, no matter what he eats, has no taste.

After entering the door, she was shocked by the mountain of luxury goods in the living room.

I didn't expect that there were so many luxuries in the living room overnight.

Seeing this picture, my aunt felt her scalp numb.

Looking around, it's all money

It seems that what my daughter told me yesterday is true again.

Gu Yifei went to Xintiandi yesterday. He hoed Song Mingyang more than 30 billion.

This is really a black sheep.

"I really don't understand. What does song Shao like?" The aunt said to herself, then immediately shook her head and went straight into the restaurant.

Seeing song Mingyang eating noodles, her aunt immediately smiles politely and asks, "Song Shao, what about the things in the living room? Is it still piled like that? It's not decent to have such a mess of things at home. Do you want me to tidy them up? "

Hearing the words, song Mingyang immediately raised his head and gave his aunt a light look. Then he lowered his head and continued to eat noodles, saying, "good You can do as you like... "

Auntie then nodded helplessly, sighed and said, "so many things, I really don't know when I have to clean up. Song Shao, how did Miss Gu buy so many things yesterday?"

"Well..." Song Mingyang just nodded.

Seeing that song Mingyang didn't mean to be angry at all, his aunt felt even more incredible.

If ordinary people spend so much money in two days, they will be furious every minute.