160 Anger

"Can you do it yourself?" Song Chun came forward to hold the rickety Zhou Yishu.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yishu smiled delicately, "Or, do you mean, together?"

When Song Chun heard the words, he immediately let go of his hand, turned around and went to the living room to sit down. After a while, he couldn't help looking this way and watching Zhou Yishu stagger into the bathroom.

When Zhou Yishu came out of the bathroom, she saw Song Chun sitting on the sofa reading a magazine.

Without saying anything, she went to the dresser and sat down, slowly rubbing the lotion.

"Yi Shu, go to bed early. I'll go first." Song Chun didn't know when he stood behind.

"Ah?" Zhou Yushu turned around strangely and looked up at him. He was a little tired, so she stood up. "Why did you leave? It's unreasonable. You waited outside the room for so long before, and you waited in the room for so long just now. Did I understand it wrong?" After saying that, he immediately smiled and said, "Oh, I see, I want to be indulgent."

"Zhou Yushu, have you had enough!" Song Chun held her arm and stopped her constantly shaking. "You know, I'm not that kind of person at all!"

"What kind of person are you?"

"Yi Shu, what do you look like now! Even if you hate me and hate me, can't you at least cherish yourself?

"Mr. Song, you really praise me. I don't have any position to hate you. I'm just going out and indulge with Liu Jiejie. But it's hard for you to make such a fuss. You haven't seen it at all when I don't cherish myself. It's even better than tonight.

"Yi Shu, don't do this." Song Chun took Zhou Yishu into his arms and hugged her tightly. "You mean it, don't you? You deliberately want to describe yourself as a man who makes me feel uncomfortable, right? Don't do this. Can you stay with me? Maybe we can't be like before, but I still like you. I'm willing to give up the disgraceful business at hand for you. I don't mind that you have children with others. I will treat Xiaobao as my own child and what else do you want me to do, as long as you say, Yu Shu, what should I do? It can make you believe me."

"Mr. Song, this word is really vivid, and I really don't need you to do anything. You are still as self-righteous as before, saying that you are willing to give up your business and accept Xiaobao, but in fact, I never care about this. How to do your business is your business. It has nothing to do with me. Xiaobao is my own daughter. It has nothing to do with me whether others accept it or not. Or are you just trying to show your affectionate and generous personality charm, but I'm not a young girl anymore. How can I believe how much you love me because of this..."

"Yi Shu..." Song Chun interrupted her, "If a man says he is willing to accept Xiaobao, then there are only two situations. One is to love you very much, and the other is not loving you enough."

"It's really unfortunate. Just now, Lu Jingyan said the same thing to me. What do you mean is that Lu Jingyan doesn't love me enough, so he doesn't care that I have someone else's child? So what about you? Which one are you? Zhou Yushu raised her head from his arms and answered with a giggle.

"Yi Shu, why do you still doubt this now? Why do you still ask me such a question?"

His beautiful facial features suddenly became very big, getting closer and closer to him. His breath was familiar and warm. Zhou Yushu was in a trance for a moment, turned her head instinctively, and the kiss fell on her cheek.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. We will quarrel as soon as we say it. Or go back to the topic just now. You don't have to go. I'm an adult woman. I know what you mean. So, are you going to take a shower now, or what?

"Zhou Huishu! Do you have to provoke me with such words!"

"I didn't." Zhou Yishu blinked innocently, broke free from his arms, and went to the porch to turn off the lights inside and outside the room one by one.

Walking back to the living room, both of them were covered by the dark light emitted by the only remaining table lamp, and their faces were like ghosts.

Zhou Yishu approached Song Chun, gently rubbed his body, put her left hand around his neck, poked her head to his ear and whispered, "Isn't it that you want to compete with all the people around me? Then let me see how you compete with Lu Jingyan, Xiaobao's father, and those in the United States who used to The men who have developed me."

In the middle of her words, she was kissed hard by him.

He almost rudely took away all her breath and swallowed her few words.

Zhou Yishu saw the anger and danger in his eyes, with an irresistible determination. Such eyes were too strange, too dangerous and too hot, which made her unable to resist and refuse.

He pushed her and pushed her into the bathroom.

The bathroom was still filled with the heat that had not yet dissipated, and the smell of the rose shower gel she had just used, which filled her nose. Zhou Yushu felt that she would faint here the next second.

"Today, you dressed so charmingly and deliberately attracted the attention of so many men. I think you should give me a reasonable explanation." After a long time, Song Chun finally let go of her, looked at her slightly swollen red lips, and suppressed the tyrannical impulse in his heart.

His cold voice, like a basin of cold cold water, poured on her from head to toe. Zhou Yushu woke up from the ** just now in an instant. Suddenly, she felt like a wife caught and raped in bed by her husband, ashamed and ashamed.

Zhou Yishu took a step back and put her back against the cold wall. She thought that she was completely awake at this moment. What she did tonight must have angered the man in front of her. She took a deep breath, stabilized her chaotic mood, and tried to control her voice to make it sound less trembling.

"What does the relationship between us two have? I want to keep you for the night. If you want, you can stay. If you don't want, you can leave. Do you think I need to explain to you? What's more, things are not what you think at all..."

"What do I think? Would you like to talk about it, or do we have to do it?" Song Chun sneered. His face was hidden in the shadows and looked a little strange.

With his hands on both sides of her, Song Chun circled Zhou Yishu's body in front of his chest, stared at her for a moment, and refused to let go of any of her expressions and eyes.

"Soong Chun, it's very late. I'm tired and I don't want to quarrel with you. I think you need to calm down."

"Is that so? But I'm not tired at all. What should I do? I really want to find someone to quarrel with me now. The low and hoarse voice was magnetic, like the most intimate whisper between lovers. The warm breath hit her face and was slightly hot.

In fact, Zhou Yishu would rather Song Chun be angry with her and scold her furiously than now. Although there was a smile on her face, there was a cold ice in her eyes, which made her feel creepy.