Yu Tingchuan raised my hand and pinched her and kissed her. Song Qingcheng upturned her face and responded that the opening and closing of teeth was as intimate as dragonfly water. She tasted the fresh taste of toothpaste mixed with the faint smell of tobacco. This dead night was like a panacea for reassuring people.
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When Song Qingcheng woke up, the sun was shining all over the floor through the curtains.
Section 64
Slowly open your eyes. Song Qingcheng stared at the wardrobe opposite for a long time. Only then did he twist his head to see that there was a slightly sunken pillow next to him. It can be said that Yutingchuan did spend the night here last night.
Sleeping so fast, she didn’t know when he was leaving.
Song Qingcheng came out from the master bedroom and found that the balcony shirt and trousers were gone. She turned to look at the wall clock in the restaurant at ten o’clock in the afternoon.
Hand smoothed her messy long hair, and she went into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of boiling water.
Go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face after drinking.
Song Qingcheng was cooking dumplings in the kitchen when Shen Che called.
Now I’m still in the mood to eat. You can read the newspaper online. You’re making headlines again. Shen Che was more anxious than her. What’s the matter with you? Why didn’t you go to the Gejia wedding reception last night and let Yu Tingchuan stay overnight with your boudoir and let the paparazzi take photos?
Song Qingcheng was very peaceful. Yes, he did. He also went to the wedding reception yesterday.
After a quiet moment, Shen Che asked, So Yu Tingchuan really stayed with you all night?
It’s not very good The whole Song Dynasty turned back to the edge of the platform and looked out of the window at the faint sunshine. The more times I was exposed, the more he couldn’t get rid of me.
Shen Che whispered, What the hell do you think?
How else can I want to marry into a rich family and get on the peak of my life?
There are many ways to make a fortune. There is no need to force yourself like this.
Song Qingcheng listened to him for a long time before asking, Shen Che, do you look down on me like this? Before Shen Che answered her, she said, Well, I have something to do here.
Hung up the words Song Qingcheng leaned against the flow desk for a long time before she opened the mobile browser.
Indeed, as Shen Che said, once again, the city was full of troubles.
There are already photos of Yu Tingchuan and her basement in the Imperial City Garden last night, and the scene where she took Yu Tingchuan’s hand out of the Four Seasons Hotel. The news is similar to that once, except for singing bad songs, which is ironic. She is skilled in pestering Yu Tingchuan and can’t get out of the ladies all night.
Song Qingcheng didn’t rest assured that these news should be eaten, drunk and watched for a while, and then took a nap on the sofa.
I was awakened by Yutingchuan dialect at 4: 30 in the evening.
I heard her voice dim and Yu Tingchuan asked, Sleep?
Well, the whole Song Dynasty should take away the blanket and sit up. Some sleepy people slept.
Yu Tingchuan said, I have asked Xu Dong to pick you up in half an hour.
Song Qingcheng paused, What’s up?
I have a dinner party tonight.
Song city didn’t ask more questions, got up and went back to the room to change clothes, and left the apartment to take the stairs at five o’clock.
Xu Dong has been waiting for the door of the community.
Xu Dong, the Song Qingcheng car, started the engine to send her to a famous shop.
Manager Yu told me to take you to buy a suit first.
At about 6: 30 in the evening, Song Qingcheng was sent to a Japanese cuisine restaurant. Xu Dong accompanied her into the restaurant, but there was no one to go to the balcony. The waiter opened the balcony door. Song Qingcheng took off his shoes and stepped on the folding seats. Almost at a glance, he saw Yu Tingchuan sitting cross-legged.
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This chapter has been edited and rewritten for a long time. Let’s make do with it.
The ending part echoes the first chapter of the frame ~
☆, Chapter 13 Play false feelings.
Yu Tingchuan is talking to a middle-aged man sitting first, with an accompanying translator behind him.
The box is playing quiet and melodious folk songs.
Dressed in harmony, he asked Song Qingcheng if he wanted to take off his coat. Song Qingcheng knew that Yu Tingchuan was also a trousers shirt, so he took off his black long coat and handed it to the clerk.
In addition to five or six men, there are three ladies of different ages.