It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 592 This is my husband, Xiao Zheng (11)

"You go out too!"

Song Qing said this to Mo Qing.

Su Yu raised her eyebrows.

Mo Qing's face turned blue when he heard it, and his heart trembled, did Song Qingyi already know something?
However, at this time, it was his turn to think too much, so he had to stand up and walk out. When he passed Su Yu, he turned his head and took a deep look.

Su Yu and Mo Qing only looked at each other for a second, then turned their heads away.

Seeing that Mo Qing had also gone out, Su Yu also turned to leave.

However, the few people standing at the door stopped her in unison, and Su Yu's heart was full of alarm bells, what is the situation.

"Excuse me, sir, what does this mean?" No matter how unwilling Su Yu was, she could only turn her head to look at Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi didn't care what she said, just walked a few steps forward and ordered: "Close the door!"

In the next second, Su Yu felt that his body was pushed by someone, and he was about to fall forward due to inertia, but he was caught by someone.

At the same time as being caught, there was a slight "bang", and she turned her head suddenly to find that the door was closed.

Looking back, she became stiff, and the person who caught her was the expressionless Song Qingyi.

She came back for revenge, not to throw herself into her arms.

However, Song Qingyi's familiar aura that made her love and hate him made her so dazed that she didn't push him away.

And Song Qingyi squinted his eyes and looked down at her, with his hands still on her slender waist... so thin.

Seeing that Song Qingyi's expression didn't change at all, Su Yu became angry and angry for some reason, and pushed Song Qingyi violently.

In the end, Song Qingyi was really pushed away, and her eyes were full of disgust: "Seeing that the gentleman looks dignified, but I didn't expect that he didn't even have the minimum respect."

Then he turned and went to open the door.

But he heard a hoarse call from behind: "Yuyu..."

Su Yu's body paused, and his already calm expression suddenly became turbulent again.

With her back turned to Song Qingyi, without turning her head, she whispered in a voice that only she could hear: "Song Qingyi...do you deserve to be called that?"

Song Qingyi just stared at the figure whose back was facing him, and muttered: "Yuyu..."

She looks so similar to Yuyu, and her aura is so familiar, she is Yuyu, she is Yuyu!

Thinking about it, Song Qing strode over, ignoring her struggle, hugged her into his arms from behind, buried his head on her shoulder, and sucked in the familiar breath on her body.

"Fish, fish, my fish..."

One sound after another, indescribably tender and deep, like a touch of sunshine in a March sky, soft and warm.

But it couldn't warm Su Yu's heart.

She struggled to break Song Qingyi's hand: "Let me go!"

She thought of many possibilities, but she never thought of such a scene. She thought that Song Qingyi would recognize her, then show a surprised and puzzled expression, and then say: "Why aren't you dead yet?"

At that time, she can confidently say: "I'm sorry, sir, you misidentified the person."

But no matter what, she never expected this scene, Song Qingyi directly hugged her and did not let go.

She was obviously struggling, but after a long time, it didn't help. Instead, Song Qingyi hugged her tighter and tighter, making her a little out of breath.

She just wanted to stretch out her foot to kick, but thought that this was the most common action she used to do. Song Qingyi would doubt that she couldn't do it.

(End of this chapter)