Li Qingxuan kept struggling in his arms, "Dad, you let go of me, I want to be with Ma Ma."
Song Yan was still worried if the child became angry, so she followed her, but
After Li Qingyu carried Li Qingxuan into the room, he slammed the door and locked it. Song Yan couldn't follow in at all.
Well, he doesn't want to hit the child.
Hurriedly clapped the door with his hand, and hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade Li Qingyu, "Hey, Li Qingyu, Xiaoxuan is still small. You must not hit him. Open the door and let me in..."
She shouted outside the door for a long time before the door was opened. She quickly pushed Li Qingyu open and went in to see the steamed stuffed bun. The steamed stuffed bun sat on the bed angrily and stared at Li Qingyu, "I don't like my father anymore."
"If you don't like it anymore, I'm your father too!" Li Qingyu's expression was full of severity.
"Hum!" Li Qingxuan turned his head to one side, ate and didn't compromise with him at all.
Seeing this, song Yan hurriedly persuaded peace, "you two don't do this." With that, she pushed Li Qingyu out of the steamed stuffed bun room, "you are an adult. You want to let him."
"Children cannot indulge." Li Qingyu's attitude is very persistent. In fact, it's also because the smelly boy wants to rob a woman with him, otherwise he wouldn't be angry with him.
Song Yan smiled with a conciliatory attitude. "He'll give it to me. Go take a bath first and then have a rest."
Li Qingyu can only listen to song Yan's words and leave first. After she coaxes her son to sleep, come back to her.
When xiaobaozi saw song Yan walking into the room alone, he immediately smiled, "numb, I'm sleepy."
"Then go to bed." Song Yan walked over and hugged him to sleep in bed.
The steamed stuffed bun rubbed in her arms, with a small satisfied look on her face, "Ma Ma, your body is very fragrant."
"Baby also smells good." Song Yan also coaxed him, "go to bed quickly. I have to get up and go to school tomorrow."
"OK." The steamed stuffed bun obediently closed his eyes and soon fell asleep in Song Yan's arms.
Seeing that he was asleep, song Yan kissed him on the forehead, then carefully laid him down on the bed and covered the quilt for him. She was also ready to close her eyes and sleep.
At this time, the door of the room was opened. Li Qingyu came in, made a finger hook at Song Yan, and then left the room.
Song Yan thought he had something to say to herself, so she gently got out of bed and made sure that the steamed stuffed bun was not awakened by her, so she left the room at ease.
Back in her bedroom, she was suddenly firmly imprisoned between the back of the door and her arms, and the other party looked very dangerous.
"What are you doing?"
"What am I doing? Don't you know?" His performance has been so obvious. If she still doesn't understand, it can only show that she is deliberately pretending to be stupid, "stay with me tonight."
"No." Song Yan refused simply, "I have promised to sleep with Xiaoxuan."
"I won't!" Li Qingyu said overbearing and bowed his head to block her mouth.
She opened her eyes wide and struggled, but she couldn't push him away.
At this moment, the man's kiss has fallen to her neck socket, bringing her bursts of crisp feeling, and the power of resistance has gradually softened, "do you have to force me like this?"
"Duplicity goblin, I know you have a reaction." Li Qingyu whispered in her ear, with a deep and dumb voice and a charm, "in fact, you also like this feeling, don't you?"
Song Yan bit her lips tightly and said nothing.
When he was right, she really couldn't find anything to refute.
"You must not leave marks on my neck." She doesn't want to be seen and misunderstood, especially when her identity is still so sensitive.
"OK." Li Qingyu's action really didn't stop on her neck, but fell all the way down on the sensitive spot in front of her chest
Under his provocation, song Yan felt that her body didn't belong to her anymore.
Clothes are unknowingly scattered all over the floor, and the warm ambiguous breath in the room keeps aggravating
"The love woman of an Shaochuan said my figure was very bad." Song Yan complained to him.
"That's because she's jealous of your good figure." Li Qingyu coaxed her. In his opinion, song Yan's figure is really just right. Anyway, it's the type he likes. To be exact, he likes everything about song Yan.
"Poof..." after listening to his words, song Yan couldn't help laughing. It was the first time she heard someone praise her good figure. She was a little satisfied in her heart, "shouldn't I coax me to be happy?"
"Look at how crazy I am about you now. Do I seem to coax you?" He stared at her with burning eyes, looked at the traces on her body, which he worked hard to leave, then lowered his head to kiss her lips, and went down again
When she woke up the next day, song Yan felt sore all over. Last night, Li Qingyu tossed her over and over again until she couldn't stand begging for mercy behind her, and he didn't let her go.
When she was ready to go out to the magazine, Li Qingyu stopped her, "I'll take you there."
Song Yan looked at the steamed stuffed bun held by him and refused: "no, just send Xiaoxuan to kindergarten. I'll take the subway myself."
Seeing this, Li Qingyu didn't insist on sending her to work.
Song Yan stepped into the magazine again. When other colleagues saw her coming back, they couldn't help but show a surprised expression. However, she ignored these.
After a while, Chen Mei and Feng Nana also came to the magazine. As soon as they saw song Yan, Chen Mei called her, "Song Yan, come into my office."
After entering Chen Mei's office, people outside began to whisper.
"Chen Mei, that old witch, won't bother her again?"
"Eight is Chengdu. She has always been jealous of song Yan's beauty."
"No matter how jealous she is, she can't be beautiful. Look at her loose skin and a thick layer of powder, she can't save her."
……
"What can I do for you?" Song Yan asked coldly after entering Chen Mei's office.
Anyway, she has completely torn her face, and there is no need to be respectful to her.
"Put forward your conditions." Chen Mei said directly, "the conditions for you to take the blame for Nana."
"Didn't you say I'm not qualified to talk about conditions?" Song Yan naturally won't be so quick to promise to help her. Let's talk about it first.