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Song Tingchen pushed open the door of the office with one hand and closed the door again.

He put down the woman on his shoulder. Qin Youle's hair was messy and he closed his mouth and looked at Song Tingchen.

"Song Tingchen, what are you doing..."

"Well..."

Before Qin Youle's words were finished, song Tingchen had overbearing kissed her lips. He aggressively pried Qin Youle's teeth with his tongue and tangled with Qin Youle's tongue.

Qin Youle looks at Song Tingchen with wide eyes. Song Tingchen closes his eyes tightly, and his eyelashes are still trembling slightly.

Her hands were tightly bound by song Tingchen. Qin Youle couldn't move at all. She could only let song Tingchen kiss her overbearing.

After a while, Qin Youle felt her lips numb, and song Tingchen reluctantly let her go.

The distance from Song Tingchen was only a hair. Looking at Song Tingchen's sexy lips, Qin Youle swallowed his saliva nervously.

Hearing Qin Youle's swallowing voice, song Tingchen smiled with satisfaction. He looked down at Qin Youle's eyes and whispered, "little girl, look at you talking again next time."

"I'm not talking nonsense." Qin Youle stepped back. She stared at Song Tingchen and said angrily, "didn't we agree not to disclose our relationship?"

"Oh? Yes? " Song Tingchen frowned. He touched his chin and looked at Qin Youle thoughtfully, "did I say that? Why don't I remember? "

"You..." Qin Youle's lips moved and finally didn't speak in the face of such a scoundrel.

Seeing Qin Youle's speechless appearance, song Tingchen spoiled and smiled. He went to Qin Youle and grabbed Qin Youle's cheek: "now, feed me."

"What? Feed you? " Qin Youle was so frightened that his chin was about to fall off.

Song Tingchen nodded indifferently. He went to the sofa next to the tea table and sat in a comfortable position: "in order to come to dinner with you, I hurried and almost ran the red light. I haven't eaten yet."

"I didn't ask you to come to dinner with me." Qin Youle replied discontentedly, "if you want to come over, you blame me. I don't carry this pot."

"What are you talking about?" Only Qin Youle whispered, and song Tingchen vaguely heard the content.

"I didn't say anything!" Afraid that song Tingchen would kiss her again, Qin Youle weakly dared not resist.

"Come here quickly. I'm hungry." Song Tingchen didn't care what Qin Youle said. He patted the position around him and said, "I'm hungry. Just sit here."

Qin Youle tightly pursed his lips, hesitated and refused: "I don't want it. You're not a three-year-old. You can eat by yourself. Why should I feed you?"

"This is fun." Song Tingchen said without shame.

"Fun?" Qin Youle couldn't help laughing, "song Tingchen, I can't accept your fallacy."

Seeing Qin Youle laughing, song Tingchen also wanted to laugh, but he held back and showed a cold expression: "Qin Youle, I repeat, come and feed me."

"No!" Qin Youle seriously refused again, "what, feed, it's too greasy."

Song Tingchen touched his chin and looked at Qin Youle with some danger.

Qin Youle's scalp was numb. She swallowed her saliva and said, "well, song Tingchen, I have something else to do. I'll go first."

Seeing Qin Youle fleeing, song Tingchen seemed very calm.

He fiddled with his manicured nails and said quietly, "Youle, if you don't agree to my request today, I don't know if everyone will know your identity as Mrs. song tomorrow."

Qin Youle's body was stunned, and her hand stopped in mid air.

"Hello? Song Tingchen, what do you mean? " Qin Youle angrily turns his head and looks at Song Tingchen.

"My meaning is already obvious." Song Tingchen didn't look up. He seemed to be playing with his nails wholeheartedly.

"Song Tingchen!" Seeing that song Tingchen was so calm, Qin Youle took a step forward. She looked at Song Tingchen's portrayed facial lines and was angry. This guy always threatened her with his marriage certificate!

"I know my name sounds good, and you like to call it, but don't call it so loud." Song Tingchen made a quiet gesture.

"Be quiet!" Qin Youle said angrily, "song Tingchen, have you promised me before? Our relationship will not be announced for the time being."

"I didn't say that." Song Tingchen narrowed his eyes and said, "I remember when you asked, I just said to see your performance, right?"

"You..."

"Didn't I say that?" Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle with an innocent look.

"Song Tingchen, OK, you're great!" Once again, song Tingchen was trapped. Qin Youle can only bear it silently. Who makes her weak.

"I can't talk about it." Song Tingchen opened the lunch box on the table. He touched his stomach and sighed, "Oh, I'm so hungry!"

Qin Youle was gnashing his teeth, but he had to come forward to serve the "son of song".

"It smells good." Looking at several dishes, song Tingchen really felt a little hungry.

Qin Youle sat motionless beside him.

"Do it? Why are you sitting here? " Seeing Qin Youle's unhappy appearance, song Tingchen felt very interesting. He hadn't teased Qin Youle so much for a long time.

"How to feed?" Looking at the dishes on the table, Qin Youle only felt that she could not start. She had never fed others, which was still a little difficult for her.

Song Tingchen frowned slightly. He pointed to the rice: "scoop the rice first, and then put some dishes on it. Understand?"

Qin Youle shook his head.

"Don't put it here!" Song Tingchen cleared his throat and whispered, "you took good care of me when my hand was broken. What now? Can you forget? "

Referring to song Tingchen's hand fracture, Qin Youle was even more angry. Last time, song Tingchen, who was black in the stomach, was trapped. This time, it seems that she was also eaten to death.

"Don't be in a daze. I'm really hungry." Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle expectantly and said with a smile, "the food you feed will be more fragrant. I'll feed you in the evening."

"Who wants you to feed!" Qin Youle replied angrily, "I'm not disabled!"

"Er..." song Tingchen's face turned green.

"Open your mouth!" Qin Youle rudely stuffed the rice into song Tingchen's mouth.

Song Tingchen only bit the rice. He pointed to the vegetables on the table and motioned Qin Youle to clip some for him quickly. However, Qin Youle didn't know what was going on. Clipping a dish could kill people.

"Qin Youle, did you do it on purpose?" After swallowing white rice, song Tingchen looked into Qin Youle's eyes and said, "can't you use chopsticks? Can a green vegetable be so slow? "

"Who asked you to rush me!" Looking at Song Tingchen's suffocation, Qin Youle's heart blossomed. She just wanted to let song Tingchen eat white rice on purpose.

"I don't rush you. Can I eat the food?"

"I let you eat it!" Qin Youle reluctantly responded that she deliberately widened her eyes when she spoke, "if you don't want me to feed, I won't feed."

Qin Youle said he was going to strike.

"OK, OK, but can you move faster?" Song Tingchen had to appease, "you know, at your speed just now, I eat white rice first and then green vegetables."

"Anyway, it's good to eat it. You can eat all the nutrients." Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen with his head askew and said indifferently, "now some people only eat white rice!"

Hearing Qin Youle's fallacy, song Tingchen asked excitedly, "when I drink coffee, I eat powder first, and then pour water into it!"

"Er..." unexpectedly, song Tingchen would give this example. Qin you cleared his throat and replied, "well, I'll just hurry up. Don't rush me."

After feeding for a while, song Tingchen pointed to the soup in the stew pot.

"Blow it, it's very hot!"

"Are you a child?" Qin Youle was so angry that he was about to explode.

Song Tingchen nodded seriously and explained, "no, it's really hot!"

Qin Youle's teeth itched with hate, but he had to blow the soup warm before sending it into song Tingchen's mouth.

Seeing that the task was about to end, Qin Youle suddenly had a plan. Since Song Tingchen had corrected her, she had to find a way to correct song Tingchen, otherwise her anger would be hard to calm.

"Oh, I'm really sorry!"

Qin Youle suddenly said excitedly. She drew several paper towels and quickly helped wipe them: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry I didn't take this chopstick well. I'm really sorry."

Looking at the stains on the white shirt, song Tingchen's eyebrows wrinkled together. He has a slight cleanliness habit and can't stand stains on his clothes.

But the perpetrator was Qin Youle. Naturally, he would not lose his temper. He just frowned and wiped hard.

"Youle, help me take off my clothes." Song Tingchen suddenly said.

"Ah?" Qin Youle's smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared. She looked at Song Tingchen's eyes and blinked a few times. Her eyes whispered, "no, it's still a public place. It's not good for you not to wear clothes."

In fact, song Tingchen saw the smile on the corner of Qin Youle's mouth and knew that Qin Youle had deliberately straightened him. Since Qin Youle is so naughty, he will play with her.

"My clothes are wet. Maybe they are dirty inside." Song Tingchen looked at his shirt with disgust.

"Then I'll go out and do it yourself." Qin Youle suddenly stood up. She was afraid that song Tingchen would take advantage of her again, because song Tingchen had done this countless times.

"Want to run?" Song Tingchen grabbed Qin Youle's wrist. He smiled and said, "Qin Youle, when he got into trouble, he didn't think about how to clean up the mess, but how to escape. It's very bad."

"I......" Qin Youle said for a moment, "I'm going out to fetch some water now. Don't you want to wipe your body? How can I do without water? "

"No!" Song Tingchen pulled hard, and Qin Youle immediately fell into his arms.

"Hello!" As soon as she entered her arms, Qin Youle's breathing and heart beat faster. She felt song Tingchen's heavy breathing. Qin Youle just wanted to escape. If she didn't run again, she would get angry.