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After one round, Li Qingyu, who had been forbidden for many days, was not satisfied. He asked song Yan to rest for a while, and then he went on with the next round of attack

Throughout the night, song Yan didn't know how many times she was asked by him. She only knew that she was brought to the cloud by him, and then fell hard. She felt like a floating driftwood, constantly sinking and floating.

When she woke up the next day, song Yan felt that her body was not her own. She probably hadn't done such a thing with him for several days, so she didn't adapt to his strong request, so she felt sore all over her body.

Li Qingyu woke up behind song Yan and opened his eyes to see that she didn't have much spirit. He knew that he must have passed some of his demands on her last night. He couldn't help feeling that he couldn't pass. In fact, he didn't want to do that, but when he met her, he gave up all his reason and wouldn't consider so much when he started doing things.

"I hurt you last night?"

Hearing the speech, song Yan's face turned red. This question really made it difficult for her to answer him. He knew what kind of situation it was. Why did he deliberately ask her once? Wasn't he deliberately teasing her?

Li Qingyu found that song Yan's ears turned red and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked up. She looked in a good mood. "In order to compensate you, I'll make breakfast for you and Xiaoxuan."

"OK." Song Yan didn't refuse his kindness. If she asked him to make breakfast, she could have a rest.

Li Qingyu kissed her forehead, got up, dressed and washed, and then went out of the room to make breakfast.

Song Yan continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

Just as she had just closed her eyes, her cell phone rang. She took it over and saw that it was a strange number, so she turned it off and put it aside.

Wait until the automatic hang up, then the second round of the bell rang again, or the call from the strange number.

This time, song Yan chose to press the answer button.

"Are you miss song Yan? Our club will have a big story tonight."

It was a man who spoke, and a man song Yan didn't know. She didn't let anyone break the news to her.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I know you're an entertainment reporter, but I specially broke the news for you, so miss song, whether you want it or not depends on your decision. Our club is..."

After the man told her the address on the phone, he hung up the phone and didn't give song Yan a chance to speak at all.

You don't have to wait for song Dusheng to call her automatically. She doesn't need to know if she's busy.

She naturally wants to see what's going on, but at the same time, she has to take precautions to protect herself.

When she answered the phone, she was sleepless, so she just got up and washed, then went to the steamed stuffed bun's room to help him change his clothes, took him to the bathroom to wash, cleaned him up, and then took him to the table to sit down.

Li Qingyu's breakfast has not been fully prepared.

The steamed stuffed bun didn't wake up. He would sit at the table with bleary eyes. He looked like he was going to sleep again, but he still forced himself to cheer up, "Ma Ma, can I still come to you tonight?"

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"Yes, but mom has something to come back later tonight." Song Yan raised her hand and gently touched his head, with a spoiled face.

At the moment, Li Qingyu, who was coming out of the study with a prepared breakfast, heard what song Yan said and asked casually, "who are you going to secretly shoot tonight?"

"The person who broke the news didn't say who it was, but there will be strong news. I have to go and have a look and add some performance to the magazine." Song Yan said it reasonably.

Without saying anything, Li Qingyu put the poached eggs and sandwiches on the table, and then went to pour the milk.

When the steamed stuffed bun saw these breakfasts, the whole person suddenly became energetic. Song Yan first took a sandwich for him to eat, and gently told him, "baby, do you want to eat slowly?"

"Yes." While eating the steamed stuffed bun, he nodded. Every time he ate, he showed a look of snack goods, which made song Yan love him more. Having such a lovely and clever son is the happiest thing in life.

After breakfast, Li Qingyu sent the steamed stuffed bun to the kindergarten. Song Yan stayed in the apartment to clean up the house. Just after holding the house, she heard the doorbell ring. She went to open the door and saw Gu Yao.

"Brother, why are you here? You don't have to go to the hospital today?"

"I'm off today." Gu Yao walked into the room while talking.

After Song Yan closed the door, she followed him and poured him a glass of water.

"Brother, don't you need to accompany Linlin on your vacation today?"

"Don't worry about going to so many places with you today." Gu Yao went to the sofa and sat down with his legs crossed. "Now hurry to change your clothes."

"All right." Song Yan looked at Gu Yao somewhat puzzled. Seeing his calm face, she didn't know where he was going to take herself later.

Gu Yao took song Yan to a cemetery and stopped. After getting off the bus, song Yan knew that he brought herself to worship her parents. Every year when her parents died, she would come to worship them. But now it's clearly not their death day. How could he bring herself to worship them?

Gu Yao went to the rear of the car, opened the trunk, took out two bundles of white chrysanthemums from inside, handed one of them to song Yan, and said with a dignified look: "let's go."

He didn't say anything else. He knew that song Yan already knew what he brought her here for.

Brother and sister walked into the cemetery with flowers in their arms.

"Click......" not far away, there was a person who followed them silently all the way and kept taking photos.

When Gu Yao and song Yan came to their parents' tombstone and saw the Yellow photos on the tombstone, their hearts became particularly heavy. Although many years have passed, they just can't stand the fact that their parents have left.

Gu Yao pursed his lips slightly and didn't speak.

"Mom and Dad, we came to see you. Can you still recognize the man standing next to me?" Song Yan had a calm voice and a faint sob. She didn't say Gu Yao's identity. Although his appearance had completely changed, she believed that if her parents were still there, she would recognize him.

PS: there is only one shift today. I'm ashamed. I'll try to restore the previous update tomorrow. My physique is poor, so I can't keep up with my energy. Alas

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