Super Fortune Teller

After the three sons were settled, it was almost dark, and suddenly there was a pouring rain. It was really late to return to Linjiang City, and it was extremely unsafe to drive on the road in heavy rain.

"Well, how about staying here for one night tonight and going home early tomorrow morning?" Liu Cheng said, looking at Song Lianqiao's eyes.

Song Lianqiao heard the roar of thunder outside and knew that he would definitely not be able to go back tonight, so she sighed, "Well, it seems that I can only live here tonight."

At this time, Xu's mother came over and said apologetically: "Two benefactors, I'm really embarrassed that the house is small. Xiaoqiong will sleep with me tonight. You can squeeze in Xiaoqiong's house all night."

She didn't know that when she said this, her cheek was stained with two blushes.

When these words came out, Song Lianqiao was the first to object, and Xu Qiong immediately said: "No, Mom, how can lone men and widows sleep together?"

Xu's mother also looked embarrassed. There were three houses in the family. One lived in Xu's father, one was Xu Qiong's, and the other was a guest room. Now Xu's father needs to stay in peace, Xu's mother and Xu Qiong live in the guest room. The remaining one is slightly better. The house of Liu Cheng and Song Lianqiao were left.

"Well, let me squeeze in the car all night," Liu Cheng said, seeing the atmosphere a little embarrassing.

Xu Qiong objected again: "Brother Liu, how can people live in the car? Besides this night, living in the car will definitely catch a cold."

This statement also made sense, and everyone present was in trouble.

Liu Cheng glanced at Song Lianqiao subconsciously, and saw that she lowered her head and said, "It's okay, it's okay. How can a big man catch a cold casually? Let me live in the car."

"Okay," Song Lianqiao's face was hot, "tonight...tonight we will live in the same house, now there is no other way."

After speaking, she turned around and left, her face even more fierce.

Seeing that the matter was finally resolved satisfactorily, Xu's mother hurriedly cleaned up the house.

When Xu Qiong watched Liu Cheng follow Song Lianqiao into the room, a jealousy inexplicably rose in her heart, which could not dissipate for a long time.

"Uh, you can sleep on the bed tonight, I sleep on the ground!" Liu Cheng broke his embarrassment and hugged a quilt on the floor.

Song Lianqiao glanced at him, "You still have a conscience."

Liu Cheng shook his head, and sighed in his heart: "Oh, life is hard, come out to do good things, but you still end up sleeping on the ground."

After it was laid, Liu Cheng lay on it, and from the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of Song Lianqiao's coat removed, and he got into the quilt wearing a purple underwear. The purple **** underwear was lined with the white skin, an unspeakable temptation lingering. In his mind.

He faintly felt that the anger in his lower abdomen was eager to try.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, the lights were blind, and only the quiet and long breathing of the two could be heard in the room.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed past, causing Song Lianqiao to let out an exclamation.

"Ah, there is a ghost!"

Liu Cheng struggled to suppress his inner impulse. He was so sleepy that he was awakened by Song Lianqiao in an instant.

"I said Miss Song, can we have a little bit of common sense, ghosts have to sleep in the middle of the night," Liu Cheng said helplessly.

Song Lianqiao seemed to be a little angry, "Fuck you, don't be a ghost in the middle of the night, can you say something nice."

"Please, it's obvious that you didn't sleep in the middle of the night and shouted," Liu Cheng smiled bitterly in the dark night.

"Hmph, don't you know that every girl is afraid of thunder and lightning?" Song Lianqiao said with a little bit of squeamishness.

Liu Cheng knew that he could not reason with the woman, and said immediately: "It's alright, everything is my fault, then can we sleep well now."

"Hmph, go to sleep!" Song Lianqiao noticed the obvious ambiguity in his words, but subconsciously agreed.

There was loud thunder outside, and lightning reflected in the window. Song Lianqiao was completely insomnia, especially the figure of the man lying not far away from the electric light, which made it difficult for her to sleep.

This is the first time since she is sensible to live in the same room with a man other than her husband, and this man is full of masculinity that her husband does not possess.

There is even a feeling that all the men around her don't have. The figure of this man keeps flashing in her mind. I have to say that Liu Cheng has caused a lot of influence on her in the past few days.

From Tianma Xingkong to help her sell the house by special means, to relieve her need for burning eyebrows, to the hotel private room to teach the rich second generation not to be afraid of power, to today’s medical skills to treat the critically ill patients, and runaway in the afternoon The image of the social ruffian began to flash in her mind continuously.

"Hey, are you asleep?" Song Lianqiao asked in a low voice subconsciously.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, she said to herself: "The thunder is so loud outside, and you can sleep so soundly, what a pig!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Cheng's voice sounded faintly, "Hey, can you not speak ill of others in front of others."

"Uh, then I called you just now, why didn't you speak?" Song Lianqiao was annoyed and ashamed.

Liu Cheng opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, resting his arm on him, "Isn't that you don't know what to say?"

Suddenly, another thunderbolt flashed through the window.

Song Lianqiao's heart slammed, startled, and hurriedly said, "Hey, can you...get to sleep?"

The second half of her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but if Liu Cheng's hearing had not improved a lot since practicing "Shu Zang", I'm afraid she would not be able to hear it clearly.

"I'm sleeping?" Liu Cheng was startled, "I...you are not really afraid of lightning, right?"

"Are you going to sleep or not?" Song Lianqiao asked, holding back her shyness.

Liu Cheng took a deep breath, got up from the ground, and walked to the bed.

"I warn you, you can only sleep outside the quilt, you can't come in!" Song Lianqiao said, staring into his eyes through the night.

Liu Cheng nodded helplessly, "Don't worry, I don't like to eat strong melons!"

He took the quilt and lay next to Song Lianqiao. The latter hid inside. The bed was small, one-meter-wide. Although both restrained, they were still unavoidably close together.

Liu Cheng, who has been a virgin for more than 20 years, suddenly smelled the fragrance of the woman next to him, and he was still a young woman with a variety of styles. He only felt that the evil fire under his lower abdomen was rising again.

Just as the two listened to each other's breathing, another thunderbolt flashed through.

Song Lianqiao was so frightened that he stretched out his hand and grabbed it to the side. Suddenly he caught a hot object. Although he was behind the quilt, he still felt the hotness on it.

"Damn," Liu Cheng couldn't help but burst into a swear word, "You are... wanting to commit a crime."

Song Lianqiao, who had been through personnel for a long time, naturally understood what he had caught, shouted, hurriedly let go, turned around, and whispered: "I was just not careful. Don't think too much."

"I..." Liu Cheng's heart was racing.

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