The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 541

The wind in the mountains carries the breath of green grass and soil, and breathing it into the chest can make people feel refreshed.

It's a pity that Song Ye at this moment can feel this sober smell. She only feels that the air around her is lit with clusters of flames. When Qin Zhan's mouth falls on his neck, there are everywhere in the air. It's all the faint smell of tobacco on him.

A reassuring and throbbing breath.

Inserting the slender fingertips into the man's stiff short hair was a little thorny. Song Ye once concluded from this short hair that this man may have such a cold and hard style from the inside to the outside, but at the moment she came into contact with His short, prickly hair also exuded a high fever.

It was so hot that she felt sweat dripping down her back.

But all the feelings from the senses are so beautiful that people can't bear to let go.

She is not real, she was a 30-year-old soul in her previous life, and she understands the physiological changes that will naturally occur when the emotions of men and women reach their peak, so when this strange feeling rises in her body, she is not surprised, but obediently Accepted it, and the sound leaked from between the lips and the teeth.

But this sound seemed to be a signal for the man to launch an attack. With a momentary lift of his big hand, he easily put Song Ye's whole body on the steel plate. Down, eagerly with longing.

Song Ye's face flushed and she opened her eyes and could only see the black sky. There were no stars or bright moon in the night sky tonight. It didn't look romantic at all.

She diffused her thoughts in a daze, thinking that this man really didn't do enough homework in advance.

Then, patter, a drop of water fell on Song Ye's face, and his hot mind fell into a short pause, and then patter, more cold water dripped on his face, Song Ye's misty eyes were real at the moment The restoration of clarity.

Even Qin Zhan, who was pressing on her, froze in an instant. His face was half black and half red, just like a palette. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. He covered Song Ye with his whole body, and re- He grabbed her lips, intending to use himself as a cover and continue the indescribable activity just now.

However, God seemed to be against him on purpose.

Kacha, a flash of lightning flashed in the black night sky, and then a torrential rain poured down under the black night.

Even if Qin Zhan didn't want to stop, he stared at the black steel plate beside Song Ye, and then quickly wrapped the girl in his arms and sent her to the passenger seat.

Song Ye looked at the non-stop pouring rain on the front windshield of the car, and then turned his head to look at Qin Zhan's black and red face. Of course, the redness may also be a physiological reaction that has not subsided.

But in this situation, she really couldn't help but want to collapse the persona, and with a puff, the girl's clear and melodious laughter suddenly resounded in the carriage.

Song Ye seldom laughed like this, and rarely when her emotions fluctuated too much. No matter how happy things were, she could control herself well, so that her emotions were not visible.

But today's scene was so unbearable. Although she was wet all over and felt a bit uncomfortable from the cold outside and the heat inside, it was rare to see Qin Zhan's face next to her.

The oolong made by her elder brother is enough to make her happy for a lifetime.

It seems that no matter how high your IQ is, there are times when there is a hundred secrets and one neglect, but Qin Zhan is very wronged. It's not that he doesn't understand romance, but he is too nervous and completely forgets to read the weather forecast.

The weather was not good, and the two of them were chilled all over, but Qin Zhan didn't dare to do any more nonsense, so he quickly turned on the heat and started the car to go down the mountain and send them home.

It's not too late at this time, everyone in Song Ye's family is still watching TV, chatting and gossiping more enthusiastically.

"Hey, I don't know if it will go well or not. Xiaoye will agree to marry Qin Zhan. She seems to be a lot cooler when she comes back this time." Yunhua stared at the comedy sketch with a frown, feeling sorry for Song Ye eating out Suffering, and losing the fact that she was going to get married as soon as she came back.

"Sister Yun, even if Song Ye is with Mr. Qin, he will go home often. Mr. Qin seems to love Song Ye very much." Tang Yixiao sat on the other side of the sofa and subconsciously checked the time. It was ten o'clock If you haven't come back yet, the more you don't go home, the greater the chance of a successful proposal.

Here, Yunhua was still thinking about whether to make a phone call and ask, when suddenly Bai Wenbo said while holding a book, "What you should care about now is not the marriage proposal, but whether the speed of your pregnancy will be controlled by Song Sister is facing forward."

Yunhua was stunned for three or four seconds, opened his mouth, and his jaw dropped to the ground. After realizing it, he rushed forward and grabbed the little wolf cub by the ear, and let out the roar of the Hedong lion in a spirited manner. "You brat, I told you not to go to Chuanzi's bar a long time ago, to see what kind of mess you have learned, and to face the wall at home and think about it."

She is only 13 years old, and everything in her mind has become avant-garde. Ever since Song Ye disappeared a year ago and Yunhua had no child, she raised Bai Wenbo as her own child, and the tutoring was quite strict.

It wasn't that Bai Wenbo couldn't beat her or hide from her, he just cared about her body and was afraid of accidentally hurting her, so he was humiliated and held her ears, feeling so depressed that he wanted to scratch the wall.

I don't blame him for being too high in IQ and matured too early. Besides, it's because Yunhua's own IQ is flawed that he can't see such a simple question.

Of course, as soon as these words were spoken, Yunhua would inevitably deal with them again.

The liveliness in the living room hadn't come to an end, but there was movement from the door, and when the two wet-wet people walked in, there was a brief silence in the scene.

"What's the matter, where did you get drenched like this?" Yunhua let go of his hand and went up to him, and quickly took a towel and Song Ye wiped his hair like an old woman, "Your wound is not healed yet, don't get infected gone."

While talking, she hurriedly helped Song Ye tidy up her long wet hair, but when she took a closer look, she saw two or three deep red marks on her neck, which were so obvious that it was difficult not to notice them.

Her gaze paused, and she immediately thought of Bai Wenbo's outspokenness just now, choking on the ground, and suddenly there was a kind of emotion and a little sadness left in my family who had grown up with a young girl, and the girl was not good enough.

"Sister Yun, what's wrong?" Song Ye looked at her sideways, not knowing how his neck had been gnawed.

Yun Hua couldn't help but take her by the hand and said, "Go and take a hot bath, or you can sleep with me tonight, let Major General Qin sleep alone, and we sisters can have a good talk."

In the end, she felt a sense of reluctance to marry her daughter.

Song Ye thought for a while, then nodded, turned around to greet Qin Zhan, and walked straight into Yunhua's room.

Qin Zhan's plan to share a room and continue unfinished business was ruthlessly broken again.

(End of this chapter)