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

Chapter 154 Actually Wants To Wait For Me To Come In?
The dense water vapor permeates the entire room.

The cold wind from outside the bathroom blew in, and Liang Jincheng shuddered instantly.

Realizing that the south does not have the heating of the north, Song Yixian opened the door.

The door closed gently, and with a click, Liang Jincheng suddenly covered her body.

"You..." The little face blushed like an apple, and her speech was slurred for a while, "You... came in, how did you get in?"

The Song family's villa covers a large area, including this bathroom, which is not small at all.

He reached out and tore off the buttons on his collar.

The hardcover collarbone was exposed.

He was tall and big, taller and bigger in front of Liang Jincheng who was curled up.

Liang Jincheng's current appearance was exactly the same as that little girl who stood in front of Song Jingjing a few years ago.

Soft, weak, and small, it made his eyes shine, and he was very moved.

When I saw her for the first time, the feeling of breathing suddenly accelerated, and in those years after I had no intersection with her, I would often think of it.

The kind of budding like a boy's first love.

Knowing that she and Song Jingjing were in the same school, Song Yixian went to visit her on purpose, of course under the banner of picking Song Jingjing home from school.

Just take a look from a distance.

Later, after seeing her go home holding hands with a little boy, Song Yixian never went to school again.

No matter how much Song Jingjing clamored for him to pick him up, he didn't go.

Inexplicable, and a little angry!
But why he was angry at that time, he simply went to explore.

Thinking about it now, could it be that the psychology is at work.

He has always had everything with his bare hands, and this is the first time he sees the person he likes falling in love with someone else.

The youth that transcended age and identity and belonged only to Liang Jincheng was taken away by a man named Shen Chen.

He is jealous.

Very deep jealousy.

Later, as I got older, the old lady always urged marriage...

He just thought that the little girl from back then should have grown up too, maybe... there is fate!
Unexpectedly, I met Fang Wuyou.

A girl who looks almost like her.

The old lady pretended to be sick to force the marriage, and the Song family was in turmoil at that time. The board of directors refused to accept him as the heir, and there were a lot of troubles, so he and Fang Wuyou agreed to get married.

Fang Wuyou is a very dignified and generous woman, and the two get along as respectful guests.

If he didn't touch her, Fang Wuyou thought that he had his own unspeakable secret.

Until the old lady gave birth again, Fang Wuyou begged him selfishly for the first time, and he agreed.

But she never expected that the surrogate mother would be Liang Jincheng.

I still remember that Song Yingrui was born abroad. Because of poor health, he put down his work to visit and learned the name of the surrogate mother.

So I searched for her for a month.

Finally found her in a bar.

When they found her, she was being bullied by a drunk and knocked out.

And when he entered the bar, he was too impatient, followed other people's advice, drank that kind of dirty wine, and was in urgent need of relief.

I didn't think much about it at the time, and the only person I thought of was naturally Liang Jincheng.

I hugged her and opened the room... When I was still a little conscious, I found that there was still blood under her body.

That's postpartum inflammation.

quite serious.

He was so distressed that he didn't touch her, and only used cold water to put out the fire.

But when he came out of the bathroom, he saw the disheveled and lovely girl on the bed...

He was afraid that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he left quickly and found a doctor in a private hospital to treat her.

But when he woke up, he learned that she was gone.

He stayed abroad for a long time, but he couldn't find her again.

This is what I missed again...

It was precisely because of this miss that he knew how much place this little girl occupied in his heart.

Speaking of it, I feel ridiculous.

An immature girl, let him fall in love at first sight, but he is always in a hurry about that kind of thing like a young boy.

In order to possess her, he had to do everything possible.

Liang Jincheng was still standing in front of him, looking at him with burning eyes.

There was fire burning in his eyes.

"I...I didn't lock the door, how did you come in." He didn't respond for a while, and she asked again, holding a towel in her hand to block it.

He still didn't respond.

"I, didn't I say I'll go to you, you...you don't need to..." There is no need to be so anxious.

Although this kind of naked fruit confrontation scene has been done many times, she still can't get used to it.

"When did you hear the words, when did you become good, if I hadn't blocked the door lock with toilet paper, wouldn't you have locked the door already?"

"But even if the door is locked, you will still come in through the window." Liang Jincheng didn't like him talking about herself, so she pouted back.

Song Yixian was not upset, raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Then the door of the bathroom is unlocked, and you just want to wait for me to come in?"

Liang Jincheng pursed her lips tightly, feeling as if she had been peeped into her little secret, and was instantly scorched by the steam in the bathroom.

She stopped talking.

Song Yixian simply approached her.

The shower behind her hadn't been turned off yet, and the water was pouring on her back. The bath towel she was holding was already wet and stuck to her body, outlining her slender curves.

Song Yixian stretched out his hand and picked up her sharp chin. The flesh that had been raised with great difficulty was consumed by the consumption of those few days, and now her chin looks extraordinarily thin.

The thumb of her thumb rubbed against her pink lips, and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of charm: "Are you waiting for me? Thinking of me coming in?"

Like a ghost, Liang Jincheng nodded, and said a word very shyly: "Yes."

Straightforward dialogue, the heartbeat is as fast as riding a roller coaster in an amusement park.

"It will really tempt me." Song Yixian approached her with his clothes and pants still on.

Not in a hurry to pull her bath towel, he lowered his head and covered her lips.Kissing little by little.

Gently and softly.

Up to now, her kissing skills have not been improved, but she still responds to him jerky.

The temperature on his lips was very high, as high as the desire in his heart.

Sticking to each other, so comfortable.

The breath became short of breath, and the shallow kiss turned into a deep kiss.

There are sticky silver threads of saliva in the lingering...

"Miss me?"

Deep in love, she lost her eyes, and answered in a flat voice: "I want to..."

"Then I'm yours tonight."

He is hers.

The shower above the head was always on, and the warm water fell to the ground, making large and small splashes.

The women are barefoot, the men are in slippers.

Chidi's little feet stepped on the pair of men's cotton slippers.

The water column flowed down from her body, it was warm and comfortable.

……

After finishing, Liang Jincheng lay down in the bathtub weakly.

Song Yixian folded the dry towel into a square shape and asked her to lean on it, while he squatted behind the bathtub.

Her hair was already completely wet, and she hadn't bothered to wash it all the time, so she simply ordered Song Yixian to do this important task.

Song Yixian readily agreed and washed her hair.

The silky hair passed between his fingers, and when he rubbed it lightly, many delicate bubbles appeared.

Her hair is chemical-free, pure black with a slight natural curl.

He loves it.

"I'll give you a massage."

"Okay... ah." This is the soft response after being satisfied.

It's like a little girl is acting like a spoiled child to him.

He likes this set very much.

Before the old lady always said that she had a headache, Song Yixian also learned how to make grandma happy, and now hugging Liang Jincheng.

Massaging her small head with big hands, Liang Jincheng felt that being served by Song Yixian like this, she felt like a queen.

The person who washed her hair was the dignified CEO of Global Gaming, a man who won't even blink when he makes tens of millions of contracts.

"I haven't washed anyone else's hair in my life, and you are the first."

If Song Yingrui doesn't count, Song Yixian helped someone take a bath for the first time because of Liang Jincheng.

Even though Liang Jincheng believed that Song Yixian was sincerely kind to her, she still knew that he had a wife before, so she blurted out jokingly: "I don't believe it, you must have washed her."

"she?"

"Ying Rui's mother."

Song Yixian's hands paused, and he said slowly: "She...the relationship between me and her is just a business marriage, without any feelings."

Liang Jincheng's heart skipped a beat, no emotion?

Even if there is no emotion, Ying Rui should be the product of the love between them.

She still felt that it was inappropriate for her to mention Yingrui's mother, and she didn't need to compare with a deceased woman, so she changed the subject, "Have you finished washing, I want to rest."

"Well, close your eyes and I'll wash it off for you." Song Yixian said, took down the shower and cleaned it up for her.

Then, without Liang Jincheng's effort, Song Yixian wrapped the person in a towel and put him on the bed.

Liang Jincheng endured Song Yixian's favor like this, her heart was sweet, but she was also worried.

She was afraid that she would really be inseparable from him.

Women are so strange, and the idea of ​​being prepared for danger in times of peace is also inexplicable.

What's more, there is also the dead wife who looks almost like her.

That was Ying Rui's mother, a role she could never replace.

After Song Yixian put her under the quilt, he turned and went into the bathroom.

There were only two bath towels in the bathroom, one was wet early in the morning, and the other was on Liang Jincheng's body.

There is no bathrobe here that suits Song Yixian's figure.

Then she saw Song Yixian re-entered the bathroom, took the towel she had put under her head before, wrung it dry, and dried her body in front of her.

Liang Jincheng watched that movement, her eyes were red, and she tried not to look at his position...

After all, it's too ugly.

She is also afraid of the eye of a needle.

After the man dried himself off, he got into bed.

Cover her with a quilt.

He stretched out his big hand and wrapped it in her arms.

Then slowly tore off the bath towel wrapped around her body.

He was so hot, being hugged was much better than when he was in the quilt just now.

So it was so tender.

The man held her chest and said, "You are still too thin."

Isn't this just playing around and saying that she has small breasts?

Liang Jincheng thought that Song Yixian would be different from other men, but in the end she would still like someone with a plumper figure, so she turned around and said, "You are not that old either!"

(End of this chapter)