176 Interpolation of a happy little extra

Who would have thought that the president of the Song Group would stay in bed in the morning. In the morning, an alarm clock sounded. A man turned over with great dissatisfaction, stretched out his arm from the quilt, pressed the alarm clock, and hugged the soft body beside him. A man continued to sleep heartlessly.

Zhou Yishu rolled her eyes angrily. This was the N+1 time that someone shamelessly didn't let the alarm clock go down. He will childishly get his head under the pillow and cover his ears with a pillow. He will let her cry, but he won't get up. After getting up, he also lingered, watching that it was time to go to work, and the driver was also waiting downstairs, but he still didn't want to go out. One day, he actually asked, "Can I not go to work?"

A woman couldn't help looking up to the sky and roaring: "Oh, my God! I should sell this sentence to the newspaper. The stock market plummeted. Let's see what you do. After saying that, Zhou Yishu urged him funnyly, "Mr. Song, if you don't go to work, you can't make money. If you can't make money, you can't support me."

Song Chun muttered dissatisfiedly, "I occasionally work in the class and the Song family will not close down. There is only a secretary in the company, which makes people feel unspirited.

Zhou Yushu is even more funny: "Of course, only the secretary in the company often deals with you. Who else do you want to see?"

Song Chun glanced at her: "You!"

However, Zhou Yushu finally couldn't resist someone who was obsessed with him and promised to watch a movie with him in the evening.

When he came out of the cinema, there happened to be a supermarket next to him. Song Chun said that he was hungry and wanted to eat small wontons. He had no choice but to let him go in together.

Who knows, this guy doesn't look like he is hungry and wants to eat supper at all. Zhou Yishu said that he would buy a bag of frozen wontons and eat them at home.

However, Song Chun insisted on eating freshly wrapped food.

Zhou Yishu was really speechless. She watched Song Chun choose the ingredients alone.

Unexpectedly, he came close to Zhou Yishu and said with a bad smile, "Help me choose together. I make delicious food at night. It's not for you. Your physical strength is so poor that you should take more supplements and strengthen nutrition."

Three black lines immediately appeared above Zhou Yushu's head, and she couldn't wait to kill someone with her eyes.

Someone added more shamelessly, "Good wife, don't be angry, okay? At worst, I'll let you go up again at night..."

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After buying the ingredients, the big and small bags came out of the supermarket and happened to see an uncle selling sugar gourd at the door. Zhou Yishu stopped, pulled Song Chun's sleeves, smiled heartlessly, and said, "Honey, this seems to be delicious..."

Song Chun took her hand, pretended to put on a serious face, and said, "No, the roadside stall is not hygienic."

Zhou Yishu looked at him pitifully and sucked her nose, like a cute puppy. "I know, but I really want to eat... I don't eat hawthorn. I want yam beans, two skewers."

"Well, that's all right." Song Chun nodded, took out his wallet, opened it and looked at it. Then he closed it helplessly, "Wife, I don't have any cash with me. What should I do? I should be able to pay by card when I buy two strings of yam beans.

"..." Zhou Yushu glanced at him speechlessly. If she really took the card to buy sugar-coated haws from the uncle, she would definitely be scolded as a madman.

Zhou Yishu lowered her head in frustration and said, "Forget it, let's go home and eat small wontons." Next time she goes out, she must be self-reliable, bring her own money, and resolutely no longer believe the rhetoric of a beast.

1 "Baby, don't you want it?" Song Chun raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Don't you want to eat yam beans?"

"Shut up! Let's go!"

Along the way, Zhou Yishu sat in the car without saying a word. When she got home, she threw the ingredients into the kitchen and began to sit on the sofa in the living room and watch TV.

"Honey, are you still angry with me about the yam beans?"

"Who is your wife? Do you care whether I'm angry or not?" Zhou Yishu deliberately made a straight face, but she couldn't hide a little smile in her eyes.

"Baby, I'm hungry. I want to eat small wontons. What should I do?" Someone simply exerts his lazy time to the extreme.

"Soong Chun!" The tiger doesn't do it. You think I'm hellokitty. Zhou Yushu was finally angry.

Song Chun knew that once Zhou Yishu showed that she was angry, it means that she was no longer angry.

"You promised me to make small wontons for me." Song continued to say without knowing whether he was alive or not.

"It's up!" Zhou Yishu gave him a big white eye again, but the smile on her face couldn't help it. She had to pretend to continue to be angry, pushed Song Chun away and walked to the kitchen.

This time's quarrel ended with Song Chun's shameless begging for peace.

After eating small wontons, Song Chun accompanied Zhou Yishu to watch TV together. Zhou Yishu was held in Song Chun's arms. In fact, she was not used to it, but someone insisted on doing this, so she had to let him go.

His arm was tightly wrapped around her waist, which made her a little breathless. Zhou Yishu wanted to turn around and protest with the person behind her, but unexpectedly, when she turned around, her forehead just reached his neck, and the faint smell of tobacco poured into her nose. Zhou Yiyu couldn't help but think of pranks towards him. The throat knot is a mouthful.

The tip of his tongue gently scratched his skin, but he didn't realize that such an action was undoubtedly a hint for a man.

His head suddenly bent down and kissed her lips heavily. He tossed and turned, lingered. The warm big hand removed the skirt that was in her body. Before she was ready, he rushed in. Zhou Yishu took a breath of cold air with a "sud" in pain, frowned, and her nails sank into his arm. He tried to push him away.

"Yi Shu, I want you, don't refuse me..." Song Chunjun's handsome face was deeply buried in her hair, and his voice was low and hoarse.

How can she refuse? He knew that as long as he said it, she would not refuse.

Zhou Yishu closed her eyes, climbed her hands on his neck, fell to his ear, and whispered, "Song Chun, I love you..."

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If you fall in love with someone, don't ask why. Perhaps, for men, there are many times when their personal interests are always at the forefront. Anyway, as long as you believe that he has a heart that loves you, he will not hurt you. You will be happy together, which may be enough.