Covenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

"Oh, really, isn't this a good thing? It's like trying prisoners." Su Zhan interrupted and glanced at Zong Jinghao. It's not easy to find someone with such good conditions as song en, which scared others away.

"Come and sit." Su Zhan is extremely enthusiastic.

Song en nodded politely and said, "thank you."

"No, no, maybe we'll become a family in the future. A family doesn't speak two words." Su Zhan touched Qin ya. Whispered, "go and pour the water."

"You pour it." Qin Ya sat motionless and glanced at him lightly.

Su Zhan smashed his mouth, "I'll go, I'll go."

Anyway, he is used to being treated like this by Qin ya.

If she is gentle to herself. He may not be used to it.

He went to pour two glasses of water, saw song en and Zong Yanxi still standing, put the water on the table, "why not sit?"

Then he seemed to realize what it was because of. He turned to see Zong Jinghao and smiled, "just promise. Aren't you and Songen neighbors. You can see your daughter every day in the future. Isn't it good? "

Zong Jinghao glanced at him coldly. Su Zhan shut up, sat back on the sofa and whispered, "I don't know good people."

He was so enthusiastic that he didn't want Zong Yanxi to miss Songen.

Being interrupted by Su Zhan, Zong Jinghao didn't feel so easy to say what he wanted to say. He waved his hand, "you all sit down."

"Dad." Zong Yanxi took the initiative to sit next to Zong Jinghao and took his arm. "Did you promise us?"

Lin Xinyan also looked at her husband.

Zong Jinghao patted his daughter on the back of her hand and indulged her heart, but she was old and wanted to start a family. She couldn't accompany her all her life. It was desolate to live alone all her life.

If you can find a lover and love her, it will also fulfill his wish.

"Is it acquiescence that you don't speak?"

Lin Xinyan, who hasn't spoken all the time, opened his mouth.

Zong Jinghao said yes.

"That's a good thing." Su Zhan said excitedly, as if his son was getting married.

In the evening, Zong Yanchen came out of Zhuang Zijin's room and went out with song en.

Because of his work, Zong Yanchen was not familiar with song en and only met twice.

After knowing about his sister and him, he didn't say anything.

"Call me out. Is there something to talk to me? " Song en asked.

Zong Yanchen said to find a place to sit down.

They came to the river.

At night, the river is blowing a slight breeze, the river is sparkling, and the river water stirred by the neon on both sides is colorful.

Zong Yanchen put his arms on the railing at will, his tall body bent slightly, looked at the river in the distance, and recalled the past, "when we were young, our feelings were still very good, but later when we grew up, I went to the army, and she also talked about love, which was no longer as intimate as when we were young."

"I haven't been much at home these years. A lot of things have happened at home. "

"Yes." Song enli is on his side. They are both soldiers, with equal height and physique. They are both valiant and valiant.

Even if you don't wear a uniform, you have more momentum than ordinary people.

"What do you like about Xiaorui?" Suddenly zongyanchen turned his head and looked at Song en and asked.

Song en's complexion is neither very white nor black. He is a little close to the complexion of domestic people. He is a very strong man with thick eyebrows, deep eyes, three-dimensional facial features. At the moment, his face is much softer because of the thought of Zong Yanxi.

"I don't know." If he really wanted to say that he liked Zong Yanxi, he really couldn't say it.

"Maybe it's just a feeling that you can't touch or see, but it makes you like it. There's no reason."

"Is that so?" Zong Yanchen picked his eyebrow.

"What? Haven't you ever been in love? Never liked a girl? " Song En is obviously incredible.

Zong Yanchen raised his eyelids. His eyes were sharp. "How do you feel that you despise me?"

"No, you haven't liked the opposite sex at your age. It must be abnormal..."

"You're not normal." Although Zong Yanchen was white and clean when he was a child, he was tender like a little milk dog. After becoming a soldier, his whole body exuded a powerful breath.

Even though he is not in the army at the moment, the integrity and backbone of soldiers are engraved in his bones.

"I heard your rank is not low. Do you want to compete with me? Let me see if you have the ability to protect my sister?"

The two looked at each other. It's not just a contest between two men, but also the army they represent.

This has risen to the quality and ability of the soldiers of the two countries.

Neither of them wants to lose.

At the same time.

Two tall men fought on the lawn by the river.

They are equally skilled.

In an hour. They lay sweating on the lawn.

Songen is much more uncomfortable.

He still has a wound on his back.

Even if he was stabbed to the wound by the leaf tip on the turf, he didn't make a sound and didn't even frown.

For a qualified soldier, this little injury is nothing.

"Be good to my sister in the future. Otherwise, I'll be rude to you. " Zong Yanchen looked at the sky.

Song en moved his lips, and the corners of his mouth were bruised by zongyanchen's fist.

He smiled. "I see."

Songen had dinner at the villa, but stayed in the hotel.

After all, he and Zong Yanxi haven't officially married yet. They just have a definite relationship. It's impossible to live together.

Separated from Zong Yanchen, he went back to the hotel.

Zong Yanxi is waiting for him to come back in the room.

As soon as he entered the door, song en saw her. Unexpectedly, she subconsciously blocked the wound on her face, "Why are you here?"

"The wound on your back hasn't healed completely. Where is the medicine? I'll send it to you." Zong Yanxi came over, took away his hand, saw the bruise on the corner of his mouth and frowned“ You -- how did you get it? "

She stretched out her hand to touch it, and was afraid of hurting him. She frowned, "did you fight with others?"

Song en came in, um.

"Are you still a child?" Zong Yanxi was angry and distressed. She wrapped ice in a towel to ice him.

"It's bruised by what." She asked as she put ice on him.

Song en replied, "fist."

Zong Yanxi. "..."

After the ice was covered and the medicine was applied to him, she found that there were some scabs on his back and broke away again. She was not angry, "do you know if you have hurt yourself? And fight like a child? "

Song en listened to her scolding and was not angry. Instead, he looked at her angry look. He lay on the bed, "I did it on purpose. Otherwise, how can I see that you love me."

"Who loves you?" Zong Yanxi's action of applying medicine to him was deliberately heavier, which hurt him. Song en hissed and turned over. With a hook in his strong arm, he hugged Zong Yanxi in his arms and kissed her lips.

He was not as gentle as usual and kissed deeply.

Zong Yanxi didn't move and let song en's moist and hot lips tightly oppress and entangle deeper.

Her body gradually softened, looked at the close face, smelled the faint sweat on him, mixed with the smell of potion, and felt his breathing.

Buzzing——

Sonn's cell phone vibrated.

Zong Yanxi thought back and pushed him, "well, your cell phone rang."