Flash Favored Marriage

Song Jincheng frowned, as if in meditation, and did not answer her.

Lu Jixiang stretched out his hand, pulled his sleeve and asked, "Hey, what do you think?"

Song Jincheng looked up at her and said, "maybe your brother wants to give you a surprise, so he wants to lie to you."

"Is that so?"

Lu Jixiang raised her eyebrows, but she still didn't understand.

"Sister Zhiya has always liked my brother. Now that they are together, it can be regarded as having a lover and getting married! I'm very happy for my brother, but why does he keep it from all of us? My mother always wanted my brother to find a girlfriend. It's a big joy. There's no need to hide it! "

Song Jincheng shook his head and walked forward, saying, "it's someone else's business. What do you want to do with so much?"

"He's my brother!" Lu Jixiang raised his cheek and said, "my brother has a girlfriend, and the object is Zhiya. This is a big deal! And it's a happy event! "

"Yes, whatever you say!"

Song Jincheng nodded and put everything in his hand on the back seat of the car.

Lu Jixiang himself opened the door and got into the co pilot's seat, still muttering: "I'd like to see, brother, when is he going to hide from us?"

Song Jincheng was helpless to her. He went straight into the cab and started the engine on the road.

Back home, Lu Jixiang is still thinking about it.

Song Jincheng was too lazy to talk to her. He took things to the kitchen and prepared to classify them one by one.

In the evening, the man took a bath and went out of the bathroom while wiping his hair.

To his surprise, Lu Jixiang was not on the bed!

"Little monkey?"

He called and stepped out of the bedroom.

In the living room, nobody!

There's no one in the kitchen!

Finally, he went to the guest room, turned the door handle, and was locked from inside.

He knocked on the door and said, "lucky, open the door!"

There was no sound in it.

Song Jincheng took a deep breath, looked up at the closed door, and continued: "if you don't open the door, I will come in?"

There was still no sound.

Song Jincheng turns to get the spare key.

The door was opened from the inside. Lu Jixiang in pajamas stood at the door, his white face full of determination: "I decided to share the bed with you!"

"I don't agree!"

The man looked back at her and refused decisively.

Lu Jixiang widened his eyes and said angrily, "it's my decision, no matter whether you agree or not."

Song Jincheng raised his chin slightly, and his voice was cold: "Lu Jixiang, I still said that, I! no Same! "What do you mean?"

Lu Jixiang decided to ignore him and close the door again.

Which ever thought, the man hands like the wind, raised a hand to support the door, and at the same time grabbed the girl's skirt, directly pulled her out of the guest room.

"Ah

Lu Jixiang called, she did not have time to make any response, the whole person has been carried on the shoulder by the man.

"Ah, you let me go!"

She struggled with all her limbs.

Unfortunately, no result!

The man carried the man back to his bedroom and threw him on the bed.

Lu Jixiang fell down on the soft bed and showed her teeth in pain.

"Song Jincheng, what's wrong with you?"

She yelled and stood up from the bed.

However, she just propped up her upper body, and a sudden gravity came from her back waist, which pushed her back to bed.

The man's big hand is on the girl's waist, his expression is a little cold, like a layer of frost.

"Lu Jixiang, no more mischief!"

"You let me go!" Lu Jixiang struggled with both hands and feet.

The man ignored, straight way: "no more honest, believe me to deal with you?"

"You come, you come"

Lu Jixiang turned his head while swearing.

However, when her eyes touched the man's deep and dark eyes, she suddenly stopped.

Song Jincheng's eyes are very deep at the moment, just like the bottomless pool. It's dark as if he can probe into your heart. It's inexplicable.

Reason is telling Lu Jixiang that he is really angry!

"You, what do you want..." her voice trembled, secretly want to move the body, but the man's big hand on her waist, and then she can't move a cent.

Song Jincheng did not move his eyes.

"Will you listen?"

Lu Jixiang nodded and dared not pluck the hair from the tiger's head again!

"Go to bed at once!" Song Jincheng let her go.

Lu Jixiang climbed up and quickly got into the bed.

Song Jincheng looked at her and suddenly said, "don't worry, I won't touch you again. I'll go to sleep. I'm not allowed to go to the guest room any more. Do you hear me?"

Lu Jixiang nodded her head and lay obediently in bed.

Song Jincheng bent over and touched the girl's head with his big hand. His voice was soft: "you'll have to sleep with me in the future. Don't say anything about bed sharing. Remember?"

Ah, why didn't she find out before that this man is so overbearing!

What's more, he's terrible when he's angry!

Lu Jixiang didn't make a sound and continued to nod.

Song Jincheng finally looked at her. After all, he didn't say anything. He turned back to the bathroom and continued to blow dry his hair.

Waiting for him to come out again, the girl was lying on her side in bed, sleeping soundly.

He turned off the light, opened the quilt and went to bed. He used to reach out to hold someone. But just when he met her, he felt the girl's body tremble.

"Not yet asleep?"

The man said a sentence, simply holding people in his arms.

Lu Jixiang opened his eyes slightly with his eyelashes trembling, and his voice was a little weak: "Professor Song, you promised not to do that kind of thing with me again!"

"Well!"

Song Jincheng hugged her and didn't move.

Lu Jixiang twisted, some uncomfortable way: "then you don't hold so tight, I can't breathe!"

"Good!"

The man agreed and released his arm slightly.

Lu Jixiang breathed a breath, and after a moment's silence in the dark, he suddenly said, "I'm sorry, Professor Song!"

She said, I'm sorry?

Song Jincheng was surprised.

"Why say I'm sorry?"

"Because of yesterday!" Lu Jixiang is very vague.

Song Jincheng frowned and said, "be more specific!"

Lu Jixiang hesitated for a moment, and finally stammered: "yesterday, er, I shouldn't have drunk yesterday. I know my wine is not very good, but I really didn't want to knock you down."