Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

"It turns out that the harmonious coexistence during these days was all fake, like a mirage. Song Shichen has always hated her in his heart. Yes, she would hate him too if she were in his place.

"Sorry…"

At some point, Shen Wanyi's nose felt sore, his eyes turned red, and tears flashed in his eyes, silently flowing down his cheeks to his neck.

She moved her lips, wanting to say something, and thousands of words turned into one sentence: This apology was long overdue, and she owed him this.

The two of them were on the same bed, but there was a long distance between them, preventing them from getting close to each other. After a long time, she heard the man gritting his teeth, "Shen Wanyi, you are so cruel."

She knew his weakness, and finally took advantage of it to smash his true heart to the ground. She was ruthless and heartless. She did a great job in this regard, and no one could compare to her.

Although she was mentally prepared, her heart still ached when she heard his voice so clearly in her ears. Her usually gentle voice had become so cold.

Tears flowed like water from a floodgate and could not be stopped. She could not say a word except sorry. She was sorry to Song Shichen.

She bit her lips tightly, trying not to cry out, but her slender body couldn't help but tremble.

Over the years, she felt very guilty and often dreamed of that day. She would tell Song Shichen that she regretted it, but unfortunately there was no if.

The two of them fell into silence at the same time, and the bedroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

These days it was all just a show, the feelings were fake, the affection could be pretended, Song Shichen's acting skills were really good, he successfully deceived her.

"My mind told me that I should hate you forever, but later, after a long time, I realized that it wasn't hatred..."

His heart told him that he had no reason not to hate this heartless and ungrateful person, but even if he hated her, he didn't want her to live a miserable life.

Song Shichen thought, he must be crazy.

Only when you love someone deeply and hate him/her too much, will you never forget him/her.

Shen Wanyi was stunned, his expression dull, his head buzzing, he could hardly believe what he heard, the man's voice was still going on.

"At that time, I was thinking, what if you don't come back to Yuncheng in this life? I have decided to look for you."

"I knew the reason why you broke up before, but it doesn't matter now. The past is gone because I already have something more important to me."

"In the past or now, I treated you sincerely in this relationship. Now that we are starting over, we should forget the unpleasantness of the past and live a good life in the future..."

The more desperately people want something, the lower their bottom line will be.

Song Shichen closed his eyes slightly. He was always calm and rational in dealing with things, except for her. He had no principles in front of her.

He no longer cares about the past. Now, he just wants to cherish the present and live an ordinary and simple life with her. This is his biggest wish.

Song Shichen sighed, reached out and took the trembling figure into his arms. The two faced each other, their eyes meeting in the darkness.

Her eyes were filled with tears and hot tears were sliding down her cheeks, but she bit her lips tightly and her slightly trembling shoulders made people feel distressed.

"Don't cry." He wiped away the tears on Shen Wanyi's face with his fingertips. Shen Wanyi sobbed softly, and couldn't stop crying.

She had forgotten how long it had been since she had cried so wantonly. She had thought that she would never be tripped by any emotion again in her life, but that hard shell was broken one by one in front of Song Shichen. Shen Wanyi stopped Song Shichen's hand from wiping his tears, looked at him quietly, and repeated these three words in a choked voice, "I'm sorry..."

She had never owed anyone anything in her life except him.

"It's all in the past. I don't blame you. I want to thank you. Thank you for being willing to start over. Let's not quarrel anymore..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man grabbed the back of Shen Wanyi's head, blocking her lips that were about to say something. The sudden kiss caught Shen Wanyi off guard. Her mind went blank, she closed her eyes, obeyed, and slowly got involved.

The slightly cool thin lips bit the delicate lips, and the tingling and numb feeling was very wonderful. Gradually, they fell into a deeper exploration, with slightly drunken eyes, lips and teeth entangled, gentle and affectionate.

"May I?"

The warm breath sprayed on Shen Wanyi's neck, the man's dark eyes were filled with tenderness, and he asked carefully.

Shen Wanyi's reason had long since sunk into those lips, her heart beating madly in her body. She stretched out her hands to hook the man's slender neck, nodded slowly, and took the initiative to kiss him for the first time.

His fingers slid along the neck all the way to the back, outlining a series of burning tracks, causing an indescribable shudder, and desire surged like a tide, rolling towards the two of them madly.

My breathing gradually became heavier, and my passion grew quietly in the night, flowing freely in the bedroom, interweaving into a blurry picture.

With his clothes half removed, the man moved gently and buried his face in her neck, moving from lips to collarbone and gradually down.

An ambiguous atmosphere surged in the darkness, the breathing and heartbeats were infinitely amplified, bit by bit devouring the sanity of the two people.

A room of spring.

Shen Wanyi woke up at around six in the morning. After last night's party, she was too sleepy to open her eyes. She vaguely remembered Song Shichen carrying her to take a shower, but she had lost all her memories, as if she had blacked out from drinking.

She yawned, patted her groggy head, tilted her head to look at the man who was pressing against her, reached out and gently touched his eyelashes, her fingertips sliding over his chiseled face, outlining his delicate features.

I couldn't help but sigh, how could someone be so beautiful.

Recalling the pair of cold peach blossom eyes full of affection last night, Shen Wanyi's face felt a little hot, and he cursed himself for being useless and not being able to resist such temptation.

"Morning." The man opened his eyes faintly. He scratched Shen Wanyi's small nose and kissed her forehead, his lips tinged with a bit of pampering, "Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

"I can't sleep." Shen Wanyi answered, her ears turning red. She stood up and her eyes inadvertently caught the red scratches on Song Shichen's body, which were particularly obvious.

However, they were all her masterpieces, and now she couldn't look at them directly.

As the culprit, she quickly shifted her gaze and got up from the bed. As soon as she got off the bed, she couldn't help but gasp, as if her body was not her own.

Song Shichen quickly supported the shaky person, and carried her around the waist to wash up. He smiled, "You need to train more and increase your physical strength in the future."

"You wish..." Shen Wanyi glared at him fiercely.

(End of this chapter)