Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 115 But She Has Already Entered the Door
But it wasn't Song Yixian's hand.

It belonged to Liang Jincheng.

It's cold in late autumn night.

Thin blankets were not warm enough.

She is small, not enough to take advantage of the heat.

Leaning her hand on Song Yixian's quilt was a subconscious movement, she hadn't woken up yet.

I'm afraid that if she is awake, she won't stretch out her hand even if she gets sick from the cold.

Song Yixian didn't fall asleep all the time, and there was a stunner next to him. It was still a bit difficult to be Liu Xiahui who was still in her arms.

Just waiting for that little hand to come in, I couldn't restrain my restless heart no matter what.

He pulled her whole into his arms.

She slept soundly, because she was too tired during the day, she washed clothes and quilts, and went to find Song Yixian by car, but she didn't rest, and she didn't sleep well last night, she fell asleep as soon as she lay on the bed.

In her dream, it was still a world of ice and snow, but suddenly a big stove appeared in front of her, and the shivering person naturally hugged her tightly.

Feeling Liang Jincheng's active embrace, someone also became happy.

Kissed and kissed on that sweet little mouth, sweet as spring water.

She was thinly dressed, just right for him to mess around.

She was sleeping soundly, and the unexpected cooperation was to keep her legs close together so that he wouldn't be able to sneak in.

Forget it, let her have a good rest.

……

Waking up the next day, Liang Jincheng was shocked when she saw the magnified handsome face in front of her.

Looking down, the pajamas on his body were gone.

The two happened to be naked relative to each other.

Skin to skin.

One can imagine what Song Yixian did to himself last night.

Just when she was about to have an attack, the message on Weibo on her mobile phone prompted her to think about it.

The mobile phone is on the bedside table, let's take a look at the time first, it's only seven o'clock, so don't rush to report to Song Yixian's house.

Look at the message again: Luo Xuxu got drunk late at night, probably because of love.

Oddly enough, she opened it and went in to have a look.

The entertainment news included a picture of Luo Xuxu getting drunk late at night.

The queen-like character who has always been aloof, with the sad look in the corner of her eyes, made all the fans feel very distressed.

"Trapped by love" circulated on the Internet, and several photos also broke out.

Liang Jincheng looked at it carefully and guessed that the photo was taken by the paparazzi last night.

In the photo, Song Yixian hugged Liang Jincheng out of the clubhouse of "Flowers and Full Moons". She was well protected in his arms, and Song Yixian only showed a profile.

Then contact the previous news, such as pregnancy and miscarriage, and the scandal with Song Yixian, followed one after another.

Various entertainment companies are also speculating constantly.

It was even revealed that Song Yixian was actually a second-married person.

Liang Jincheng originally didn't like to read gossip, but she enjoyed reading about Luo Xuxu.

After all, he is a rival in love...

Liang Jincheng paused, is Luo Xuxu a rival in love?
Suddenly a long arm was placed on her shoulder, trapping her whole body, and the man's warm breath exhaled from the back of her neck.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Yixian asked, eyes still open.

Liang Jincheng wanted to hand the phone to Song Yixian, but stopped in midair.

For a narcissistic man like Song Yixian, if he sees such news, he will definitely praise himself, or ask her if she is jealous.

It's better for her to listen less to such unnutritious words, so as not to suffer from malnutrition.

Just like potato chips and fried chicken, high calories should be eaten sparingly.

Although she likes this bite, she still needs to eat less.

She worried that one day if she couldn't eat what she wanted, she would miss that taste too much.

Liang Jincheng put away the phone and threw it under the pillow.

"It's nothing, I'm going to get up and clean up."

Liang Jincheng was about to push Song Yixian away as she spoke.

Song Yixian didn't want to, so he surrounded her even tighter.

"It's still early, don't worry."

"You are not in a hurry, but I am in a hurry."

What she is about to face is Song Yixian's grandma, this is a very serious matter.

That is to meet the parents.

With Yan Qingqiu's previous example, she is afraid of the man's parents.

Song Yixian didn't care.

"There's nothing to clean up. The family has all the things. You can't use them even if you bring them there. Besides, it's not like you won't come back to live. After you bring them over, it won't be easy for you to come back?"

"I can come back and find Wei Ran to join in."

"You can find her to make love, so what should I do, I can't make money with her. Your roommate is good, but compared with you, I only like to sleep with you alone."

Song Yixian's arms moved down and pinched her sensitive parts, which made the person who was about to move stop moving all of a sudden, turning into soft sugar silk.

"You...you stay away from me, you said you wouldn't touch me yesterday, and you were still played by you in the middle of the night..." She still felt a little sore in her chest.

"I don't touch you, I just don't do those things, but there will definitely be a lot of kisses and hugs... Besides, you took the initiative last night."

She took the initiative with one hand, and he moved her whole body.

As the saying goes, "one hair moves the whole body"!
"Me? How is it possible..."

"You felt cold last night and rubbed into my arms."

Liang Jincheng's little face was red, it all depends on what he said, she pouted her mouth and refused to admit it, "You have no evidence."

She pulled the quilt, wanting to separate from him, and put her head under the quilt.

Stretched out a lotus root arm to explore the underwear on the bedside table, put it away last night, just forgot to take it away.

She was too sleepy afterwards, so she didn't pay attention to whether it was unsightly to put this thing in this place.

I took that thing and stuffed it under the quilt.

Song Yixian watched her fussing under the quilt, and then watched her get out of the quilt after getting dressed.

Like playing peek-a-boo with him.

very funny.

Seeing him smile, Liang Jincheng glared at him, then went out on her own, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Now that Lin Weiran hasn't woken up, she'd better take Song Yixian out of here before Lin Weiran wakes up.

Avoid embarrassment.

……

Liang Jincheng finished tidying up quickly, and when she got out of the bathroom, she happened to look at Song Yixian who was already dressed.

His hair is a bit messy, but he still looks lazy and luxurious.

Two buttons were unbuttoned at the collar, looking wild and unruly.

Liang Jincheng pushed him into the bathroom, "Hurry up, I'll go with you."

After Song Yixian finished packing, Liang Jincheng took her daily clothes and put them in a small box.

When going out, Song Yixian carried the not-heavy but not-light box in one hand, looking very relaxed.

Liang Jincheng looked at her back and felt that she could still be carried on those broad arms.

Song Yixian's strength is always so great.

It also adheres to the saying "Undressing has meat, dressing looks thin".

……

After going down the stairs, Liang Jincheng sat in the co-pilot.

Song Yixian drove the car himself.

After turning on the key and stepping on the accelerator, the angry red slipped out in a flash.

After driving for about 10 minutes, Liang Jincheng suddenly remembered something.

She looked suspiciously at Song Yixian who was beside her: "Didn't you say the tire was blown?"

Song Yixian said "hmm", "Maybe he's better on his own."

Liang Jincheng gave him a supercilious look.

……

When she arrived at the place, Song Yixian parked the car, then picked up her suitcase, and entered the palace-like resplendent villa.

Aunt Wu stepped forward, took the things, was surprised when she saw Song Yixian beside Liang Jincheng, and then said to Song Yixian: "The old lady knows about this, she is angry, she waited for you last night You're back, now you have to hurry over."

To Song Yixian, Aunt Wu is equivalent to a nanny, her words are not as respectful as Mother He's, and she is even more intimate.

Song Yixian patted Liang Jincheng's waist, motioned to leave, and then told Aunt Wu: "Then Xiaocheng will trouble Aunt Wu, I'll go and coax grandma first."

Song Yixian strode up the spiral staircase and went upstairs.

Liang Jincheng faced Aunt Wu, with mixed feelings in her heart, and called out respectfully, "Aunt Wu."

Last time Aunt Wu was quite pleasant to herself, but today she did frowned slightly.

Aunt Wu sighed lightly, and she couldn't say anything to blame, "I took you to your room, and the young master will trouble you during this time."

"No trouble, Aunt Wu is polite."

Liang Jincheng followed Aunt Wu into the room.

The orientation of the room was good, and the environment and facilities were naturally high-end, so that Liang Jincheng felt a sense of unhappiness.

Aunt Wu said: "The young master will be home in the afternoon, and he said he wants to eat the lotus root pork rib soup that you made by yourself, so you can go outside with Mama He to buy some ingredients and come back. After boiling it, you can drink it for the young master in the afternoon."

"Okay." Liang Jincheng listened to the order.

He's mother was waiting for her downstairs, and the two of them went to the nearby market in the driver's car together.

……

Song Yixian watched Liang Jincheng get into his driver's car, and frowned, "He just came here, so let him do coolies."

"Yo..." The old lady gave a strange voice, and looked at her grandson angrily, her eyes wished to follow the car outside, "Just asking her to go out to buy groceries is considered abuse of her, if I let her She sweeps the floor, why don't you make a fuss with me, an old woman?"

"That might be true." Song Yixian's temper was not much different from that of the old lady.

The same hard and stubborn, but also terribly smelly.

Speaking of which, Song Yingrui did the same.

That's easy to explain, genetic.

"If I had known that the doctor Ying Rui liked was the woman you mentioned, I would never have agreed to let her in."

"But she has already entered." Song Yixian's slender fingers slid on the antique blue and white porcelain plate, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, you just entered my house, but if you want to marry in, I won't allow it." The old lady stared at her grandson's back and said.

The ivory cane banged on the ground.

Song Yixian didn't take it seriously, "You don't allow it, it doesn't count."

"Hehe, your wings have grown and you dare to make your own decisions, don't you?"

"It's not a matter of daring or not, but I have already made a decision." Song Yixian turned around slowly, with his back straightened.

"Ok?"

"I've already obtained the marriage certificate with her, do you want to see the marriage certificate?"

(End of this chapter)