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"You should be more concerned about me." Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle with a smile and asked, "did you also say these words to Qiao Qianyou?"

"Song Tingchen!" Qin Youle can't laugh or cry. When is it? He even wants to eat Qiao Qianyou's vinegar.

"Finally smiled." Looking at the smile on Qin Youle's face, song Tingchen smiled together. He took Qin Youle's hand and whispered, "look, you're always unhappy these two days."

Looking at Song Tingchen's injured mouth and smiling eyes, Qin Youle only felt warm in his heart. Does song Tingchen say so much just to make her laugh?

For some reasons, the closing time today is late, it's almost ten o'clock.

"Goodbye!"

After saying goodbye to he Mo, Qin Youle stretched his muscles and bones, and almost everyone left.

"Get in the car." A black car stopped in front of Qin Youle, the window rolled down slowly, and song Tingchen's carved face came into Qin Youle's eyes.

Qin Youle looked at his watch and shook his head: "no, I'll take a taxi myself."

"Get in the car!" Song Tingchen said overbearing, "don't dally, get on the bus!"

After hesitating again and again, Qin Youle shook her head. She can't give song Tingchen any more hope. Recently, she and Qiao Qianyou will get married.

"Get in the car!" After song Tingchen got out of the car, he stuffed Qin Youle into the car without saying a word.

They didn't speak all the way.

"I'm sorry for Qianyou about today." Feeling some depression in the car, Qin Youle rolled down the window. She looked out of the window and whispered, "I'll say him."

"I don't accept it." Song Tingchen said calmly.

Qin Youle turns to look at Song Tingchen. It seems that song Tingchen has never accepted her apology.

"What's the relationship between Qiao Qianyou and you? Why do you say sorry for him?" Song Tingchen looked into Qin Youle's eyes and asked coldly, "don't tie you with him."

Qin Youle was stunned.

"Hey, hey, it's past the intersection. Where I live, I should turn right from the intersection just now!" Qin Youle patted her head in frustration. She was just talking to song Tingchen and forgot to show song Tingchen the way.

"Why not turn around?" Seeing another intersection, Qin Youle said excitedly, "look, now another intersection!"

"It's so noisy. I know how to get back to Cannes!" Song Tingchen said with disgust. As soon as he stepped on the gas, the car sped away.

"Back to Cannes?" Qin Youle asked sadly, "song Tingchen, I don't live in Kangcheng. Don't you send me back?"

"I didn't say I would take you back to your apartment. I just let you get in my car." Song Tingchen looked straight ahead and was completely unaffected by Qin Youle“ You...... "Qin Youle is so angry that he is cheating.

"Be quiet. I'm not feeling well today." Secretly glancing at Qin Youle's fooled expression, song Tingchen only felt that he wanted to laugh. He wanted to coax and cheat Qin Youle back. Who knows, Qin Youle has lost his soul for two days.

Qin Youle had to look at Song Tingchen in vain. If she was to blame, she could only blame her for being too simple. She even forgot that song Tingchen, a black man, was thinking of ways to pit her every day.

"Here we are." When he parked his car in the parking lot steadily, song Tingchen said happily.

Seeing that song Tingchen's treachery succeeded, Qin Youle wanted to come forward and punch him in the face.

"Qin Youle."

When Qin Youle untied his seat belt to get off, song Tingchen suddenly shouted in a low voice.

"Huh?" Qin Youle looked back puzzled.

"Hmm..." Qin Youle just met song Tingchen's soft lips as soon as he looked back.

Qin Youle's pupils are gradually enlarged, and song Tingchen's eyebrows, eyes and eyelashes are constantly enlarged in her eyes. Song Tingchen kissed her low and closed his eyes. He was very fascinated.

"Song Tingchen!" After pushing away song Tingchen, Qin Youle frowned and shouted, "song Tingchen, what are you doing?"

"Shh!" Song Tingchen gently put his right index finger on Qin Youle's lips. His other hand pressed Qin Youle's back and slowly bent down, "Shh, someone was secretly taking pictures outside."

Someone secretly photographed it? Qin Youle's heart is hanging. This is the first time she has been secretly photographed by others. She feels nervous and exciting.

"What am I going to do?" Qin Youle asked in a low voice. She had pressed her back very low, but she was still afraid of exposing herself. In particular, song Tingchen kissed her secretly just now. If this scene happens to be photographed, and if Qin Fu happens to know it again, her good days will come to an end.

"Come here and I'll tell you." Looking at Qin Youle's ruddy face, song Tingchen waved to Qin Youle to get closer, and he himself got closer.

Qin Youle, who had never dealt with such a thing, approached song Tingchen suspiciously, and she bent nervously for fear of being photographed.

"Come closer." Song Tingchen bent over and looked into Qin Youle's eyes and said seriously, "if you are too far away from me, I can't tell you well."

"Isn't it close enough?" Qin Youle asked suspiciously. She felt that if she were closer, her nose would collide with song Tingchen's.

"Yes." Song Tingchen's voice seemed to come from his nose, and his whisper seemed to have some heat.

"All right." Qin Youle moved forward reluctantly.

Because he was lying down, Qin Youle's face was more ruddy than usual. Every time he looked closely at Qin Youle's skin color, song Tingchen always remembered the description of skin as if it were curdling fat.

"What are you doing?" Song Tingchen reached out and pinched his chin. Qin Youle immediately said vigilantly, "song Tingchen, if you dare to take advantage of me again, I will..."

"Just what?" Song Tingchen asked deliberately with a sharp eyebrow.

"I'll give you," Qin Youle thought for a while. Finally, she seemed unable to threaten song Tingchen. In order not to be laughed at by song Tingchen, she said impatiently, "hurry up, hurry up, tell me what to do. Don't linger. There's no director's decision at all."

Song Tingchen looked into Qin Youle's eyes and said word by word, "the best way is to admit it."

"Ah?"

Song Tingchen suddenly picked up Qin Youle and he kissed him overbearing. This kiss doesn't look like a low turn just now. This kiss is very rampant. Song Tingchen uses his tongue to pry open Qin Youle's teeth and entangle with her soft tongue.

At the moment, Qin Youle, who was held in Song Tingchen's arms, has not yet responded. When did she fall into song Tingchen's arms and kiss song Tingchen?

Confused, Qin Youle only saw song Tingchen close her eyes, and she didn't remember anything else.

After a long time, song Tingchen reluctantly let Qin Youle go. If he could, he really wanted to stay in the car with Qin Youle like this. Just like now, his mouth still has a special taste belonging to Qin Youle.

"Not fun yet?" Seeing Qin Youle's stupidity, song Tingchen smiled, "silly child, get off."

"Song Tingchen, you!" When Qin Youle just wanted to say a few words, song Tingchen got out of the car.

Standing at the door of the elevator, song Tingchen still had a faint smile on his mouth. He touched his lips as if in aftertaste. Well, it felt wonderful.

"Song Tingchen, are you kidding me again?" Qin Youle walked to song Tingchen with a cold face and asked, "you lied to me again. There is no reporter at all, right?"

"Here comes the elevator." Song Tingchen reached out and took Qin Youle's shoulder and walked into the elevator. He said excitedly, "finally I'm home."

Go home? Hearing song Tingchen's words, Qin Youle was stunned. She could feel song Tingchen's desire for her. There was no so-called revenge, only love.

Song Tingchen put his hand on Qin Youle's shoulder and gently touched Qin Youle's earlobe. He whispered, "Qin Youle, I'm hurt, so I invite you to stay home for a few days and help me with medicine every day. It's not a pit for you?"

Qin Youle did not speak. She knew that song Tingchen kept her with him in disguise.

"Also," song Tingchen continued, "there are many well-known stars living in the community here. Where will there be any reporters secretly shooting. Let alone a reporter, even a fly can't fly in. "

"So..."

"So I'm using my specific actions to teach you a lesson!" Song Tingchen took the lead and said, "I tell you not to easily believe what others say. Don't look at the surface. In case you are always stupid, you don't know when others use you as a chess piece, and you think others are good to you. "

"Hello!" Qin Youle said discontentedly, "even if you give me a class, you can use other ways. What ghost way do you use!"

"Romantic way." Song Tingchen looked into Qin Youle's eyes and said, "but this way, I only use it for you."

Qin Youle snorted, "who is rare!"

Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle and smiled. He didn't speak. Soon, the smile disappeared on his face.

Although there were no reporters in the community, someone was secretly photographing him in the parking lot just now. Song Tingchen just saw a man dodging in the rearview mirror. As for who would secretly photograph him and Qin Youle, the answer is obvious.

In addition to this, song Tingchen is worried about what happened on the set today. Although he is familiar with the crew, it is inevitable that outsiders sometimes come in, such as sending materials, which is very chaotic. He is worried that the news of his fight with Qiao Qianyou will be spread today, and it will also affect Qin Youle at that time.

Qin Youle seems to have forgotten that song Tingchen's hand has been resting on her shoulder. In fact, she was also thinking about today's things. She was afraid that today's things would reach Qin's father's ears.

Most importantly, Qin Youle is worried that she can't postpone the licensing of her and Qiao Qianyou. After all, the biggest trouble between them is that Qiao's mother's problem has been solved, and she can't borrow an excuse to push again and again.

"Here we are." Song Tingchen swept away the haze on his face just now. He hugged Qin Youle and walked out of the elevator to his apartment. Qin Youle also hid her mind. They tacitly didn't say anything sad.

On the outside sky, a small moon hung high in the night sky alone, and there was no star in the whole night sky.