017 I'm not that kind of casual woman
The uncle gradually walked away. As he walked, he shook his head and said, "Oh, the young people nowadays are crazy and don't know how to restrain at all."
Song Chun didn't care so much. He dragged Zhou Yishu and strode forward. Zhou Yishu staggered behind him in high heels, and almost fell down accidentally.
"What are you doing? Walk slowly. I'm going to fall down." Zhou Yushu finally couldn't help shouting.
Song Chun turned around and stared at her without blinking.
Only then did Zhou Yishu realize that something was wrong. She looked down and said, "Oh, my God, she almost got a seam to get in. The clothes were pulled by someone. The neckline of the shirt was open, and the shoulders on one side were exposed, which was really floating.
Before she could tidy up her clothes, Song Chun had pushed her into the door.
This house should be the house that Song Chun often lives in. The decoration is much better than the previous small apartment. It has a simple European style, which Zhou Yiyu likes.
How's it going? This house is not bad. I told you a long time ago that I am a rare good man. Song Chun smiled at her flatteringly, but Zhou Yishu couldn't help staring at him.
Song Chun didn't care whether she answered or not. He pulled her into a room. Zhou Yishu was rubbing her disaster-stricken wrist and was about to attack, but he suddenly took out a box from the cabinet and opened it. It was full of photos. Instead, the person in the photo turned out to be Zhou Yushu herself. She works in the office, eats in the restaurant, and even rests in the tea room and sleeps on the table in the morning.
"Yi Shu, do you know that you are really beautiful? That kind of beauty comes from the bones, so I can't help taking a lot of photos." Song Chun's lips whispered in her ear.
"Song Chun, are you rich people who are full and have nothing to do all day long, and you have those perverted quirks? You have a fight with Edison Chen. He likes to take selfies, and you like to take candid photos!" Zhou Yishu grabbed a photo and threw it on his face.
"Zhou Yushu, what are you doing? I will do this, isn't it because I care about you?" Song Chun said angrily.
"Song Chun, if you tell me this, I'm not interested in listening. I'm leaving." Zhou Yushu turned her head and didn't look at him.
"Why do you always have such a bad temper when you treat me? Can't you be nice to me?" Song Chun pulled her body and asked.
"Song Chun, why are you so unreasonable? I don't want to talk to you. That's okay. I'm leaving." With that, she turned around and walked towards the gate.
"Yes, you don't want to talk to me, but you are willing to talk to those obscene men in the bar, laugh with them, and hold their hands. Only in front of me will you bump into a high appearance. Zhou Yishu, I have to admire your good means!" Song Chun shouted at her back.
"Yes, that's right. I just like other men. I like to socialize with different men. I like to be nice to them, okay." Both of them said angry words, but they both stimulated each other.
Song Chun strode over and grabbed Zhou Yishu's hand.
"Yes, I underestimate you. I only get a salary of 2,000 yuan a month, but I can afford a famous brand diamond bracelet. Zhou Yi, I have to admire your means of playing with men."
Before Song Chun's words fell, Zhou Yishu raised her hand and slapped him fiercely. However, when she put her hand down, she felt very uncomfortable.
Song Chun pushed the beaten facial muscle with the tip of his tongue. He should be so angry that the blue veins on his forehead burst out.
Before Zhou Yishu could think too much about it, Song Chun pushed her down on the floor. Zhou Yishu suddenly remembered the horrible night before the Chinese New Year and couldn't help fighting a cold war.
"Yi Shu, do you know that I really feel sorry for you? I have never taken a person so seriously. You have hurt me too deeply. Can't you really see and feel it? I really love you. It's because I love you that I respect your decision. I've been suppressing my desire for you, but I can't stand it anymore. I love you and I'm going crazy. Even if this is a kind of harm to you, I can't care so much. If you are really the first time. I will be responsible for you." His kiss fell overwhelmingly like this. Zhou Yishu should have resisted, but she didn't know why she didn't do it. Maybe she still liked him in her heart. She was intoxicated with his kiss and accepted his love in a trance. Finally, there was still a trace of sober mind telling her to earn. Zha, resist.
Her struggle made his kiss more domineering and aggressive. He sucked hard on her pink neck despite Zhou Yushu's shouts.
Zhou Yishu slapped him on the shoulder with her fist, "Song Chun, you bastard, let go of me! It's not the first time, and I don't need you to be responsible!"
Song Chun suddenly stopped and looked at her with gasp, "I don't care!"
Then, his kiss sealed her lips and swallowed all her screams into her stomach.
His hand firmly fixed her head, making Zhou Yushu unable to resist his attack.
His breath made her in a trance again. She had to admit that she fell in love with him and couldn't refuse him.
Song Chun's kiss slipped into her ear, and his warm hand reached into the bottom of her skirt.
"No, don't do that! Song Chun, I will hate you for the rest of my life!" She can't do this. How can she fall in love with a man casually? This afternoon, her father's words suddenly echoed in her ears. He wanted to arrange a good man for her. She did not have the freedom to choose her own life. Even if the man had never publicly admitted that he was her father, she had to be an obedient daughter.
Maybe that sentence touched Song Chun too much, and he finally stopped.
"Can't you still accept me?"
"We can't do this."
"I like you, and you also like me. What can't I do?"
"I'm not the kind of casual woman you know. It's a kind of harm to me that you do."
"If I can't help continuing like this, will you really hate me for the rest of my life?"
"Yes!"
Both of them suddenly calmed down and lay on the floor, talking calmly.
Song Chun finally left her, and he quickly walked out of the room. Zhou Yushu also got up from the ground, tidied up her messy clothes, and tied up her scattered hair again.