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

Chapter 331
What is the use of building knowledge to Song Yixian?

At this time, the person tormenting him was Liang Jincheng.

Even if Hua Tuo is alive, he can't cure his current problems.

She was pressed on the bed, unable to move.

The woman's pajamas had been pulled aside, revealing her round shoulders.

The person who just came out of the bathroom exudes a burst of fragrance, which is tangy... and tantalizing.

Song Yixian stared at her with burning eyes, and became more and more serious.

"Little Orange..."

He called out softly, with a slightly nasal voice, as deep as a cello.

Liang Jincheng looked at Song Yixian who looked like this, and felt that he was a bit strange, and looked at her with strange eyes, and only wondered if his cold was still not healed.

Asked: "Xian'er, what's the matter with you? It feels..."

He frowned, as if unhappy.

Song Yixian was still brewing, brewing the fire in his heart.

Even though Liang Jincheng was imprisoned, she was still restless, twisting her waist to break free from him, "You make me uncomfortable like this, I think your illness is still not cured, let Zhuzhi help you take a look! "

Song Yixian didn't speak.

Liang Jincheng coquettishly said again: "What's wrong with you, why is it so strange!"

Song Yixian remained silent.

Liang Jincheng pursed her pink lips, rolled her eyes in their sockets, and said, "Why didn't you say a word?"

Song Yixian only looked at her, his eyes seemed to see through her.

Liang Jincheng was a little shocked by the light in her eyes, so that she was not afraid. She was worried that she had made him angry, and she wanted to imitate Song Yixian's way of coaxing herself, "Well, are you angry? I Did you do something wrong? Hmm... Is the medicine just now too bitter, making your mouth bitter? If you get angry after drinking it because the medicine is too bitter, I won’t drink it for you next time, but Don't talk to me like that..."

She said a lot, but she felt a little wronged. If Song Yixian got angry with herself because the medicine was too bitter, it would not be worth it.

I can't help but feel uncomfortable, and my eyes are also red.

The slightly parted lips and teeth, almost crying, made people feel even more beautiful.

"Little Orange?"

Song Yixian called him again.

Liang Jincheng immediately raised her head slightly, and said softly, "Huh?"

Song Yixianjun's face was covered with a gloomy look, his expression was cold, "Do you know who I am?"

Liang Jincheng was taken aback, feeling that the question was meaningless, so she opened her mouth and answered, "You are Xian..."

"full name!"

"Song Yixian?"

"Who am I to you?"

"Who are you to me? Husband..." Zhuzhi said this. When Liang Jincheng knew the meaning of the term "husband and wife", she rejoiced for a long time at the fact that Song Yixian was her husband.

"Then do you know what a husband and wife will do?" Song Yixian actually wanted to teach her something.

Liang Jincheng said softly, "Ah?", "What will you do? Do you want to do anything?"

Daily kisses and hugs are not enough, what else should we do?
"I have to do something later, you have to cooperate with me." Song Yixian finally made this decision after deliberating for a long time.

There are some things that can't be clapped with a slap, so we need to cooperate!
Liang Jincheng didn't understand, didn't understand.

Feeling so at a loss, so at a loss... What is Song Yixian doing?

Although he didn't know, because the man in front of him was Song Yixian, Liang Jincheng would never say "no".

What he says is what.

He can cooperate however he wants.

Then he insisted: "Okay."

After saying this, Song Yixian let go of her hand and said, "Kiss me."

Liang Jincheng was stunned for a moment, hesitating constantly, just paused, then hooked his hands around his neck, and asked him.

Liang Jincheng's kiss was very light.

Also be careful.

It is also that softness, softness, numbness and numbness that is Song Yixian's fatal weakness.

Said that she didn't understand anything, but she could grasp a man's mind better than anyone else.

That well-behaved and obedient appearance can especially arouse his possessive desire.

With a pure face, a figure with a golden ratio, and a mother who has already given birth to two children... she is so plump and beautiful.

It was just a little kiss from her, and Song Yixian stepped up his offensive.

And his hand was placed somewhere shy and hidden.

Liang Jincheng was startled, even if she didn't understand... she blushed.

"Xin, you...you..."

Her tongue tied suddenly.

Can't say enough.

The corner of Song Yixian's lips curled up, and he didn't even care about it.

He is a sick person, he needs to take another shower tonight, and he will definitely have a fever of forty degrees tomorrow.

The fever that was finally subsided cannot be burned back because of the same thing...

As for the end, Liang Jincheng knew what Song Yixian was talking about.

No wonder Song Yixian was so serious.

"Xiao Cheng, who am I? Xiao Cheng, see who I am!"

"Song Yixian..."

"Call my name!"

"Song Yixian!"

"It's not this one, it's another one..."

"Xian'er...Xian'er..."

"Orange, my little orange..."

The boring conversations are mixed with different love words, the room is full of scenery, and the clothes are all over the floor.

The woman's face is like a peach blossom, affectionate and charming, and the man's thin lips are slightly pressed even harder.

……

Should have been struggling all night.

Song Yixian himself couldn't figure out how many times he asked Liang Jincheng.

It was the person with a cold and fever who was alive and well the next day, but it made Liang Jincheng, who was in good health, fall ill.

Fortunately, it was a low-grade fever, my nose was blocked and my throat was hoarse, and I was weak all over.

When Zhu Zhi checked Liang Jincheng's body, he saw the marks on Liang Jincheng's neck and arms.

He couldn't help being surprised and speechless, and even sighed softly: "So fierce?"

Song Yixian was standing beside him, although the voice was low, but the room was so quiet, Song Yixian still heard it.

But the man didn't change his expression, while Liang Jincheng was blushing.

Zhuzhi prescribed some medicine, and now Liang Jincheng had to take what Song Yixian ate.

Song Yixian was worried that the two drugs would affect each other.

But Zhuzhi said it was fine, the direction of treatment was different, and he would not interfere.

Only then did Song Yixian feel relieved.

After Zhuzhi left, Song Jingjing came to Song Yixian and talked about Song Beilang's assistant.

Song Yixian didn't care, and just said: "Beilang is the acting president now, I'm still on vacation, let him make the decision, or you can beg him."

Song Jingjing was rejected, and Liang Jincheng, who was sick in bed, didn't bother her much, so she had to leave.

But Song Beilang's assistant, she really didn't want to do it.

After thinking in the room for a long time, he finally went to Huanqiu to find Song Beilang.

Song Beilang originally majored in financial business, and had worked in Global before, and was quite familiar with Global's business. After entering Global, everything went smoothly.

Fang Yuan was at the side to assist and did not encounter any problems.

Usually, an appointment is required to meet the president, but Song Jingjing's identity is unusual. Although the Huanqiu employees don't know her, she has Fang Yuan's contact information.

It was enough for Song Jingjing to skip the waiting time for the appointment and go directly to Song Beilang's office.

Song Beilang's office is next to Song Yixian's office, and Song Yixian never wronged Song Beilang, and the size of the office is the same as Song Yixian's office.

Private lounge and private bathroom are fully equipped.

While Song Beilang was processing the documents, Song Jingjing knocked on the door and entered the house...

The two looked at each other, and some electric sparks inexplicably appeared in the air.

Song Jingjing was wearing a white gauze skirt, with a light V-neck sweater on her upper body, and half of her small arms were exposed, revealing a section of white lotus root, reflecting her slender ankles under the white gauze skirt.

She still looks like a young girl.

Song Beilang couldn't help but imagine that if Song Jingjing entered Huanqiu and wore professional suits like the female employees of Huanqiu, would it be a different flavor.

"Brother...are you free? I have something to tell you." Song Jingjing pursed her pink lips, her voice was soft and melodious.

Song Beilang doted on her, until now, "Well, what's the matter?"

Song Jingjing clenched her palms tightly, and the palms were covered with fine sweat, "Brother, Sister Zhuzhi wants me to be your assistant, but you also know me, and I have never been good at studying. I don't understand anything, so I thought... can you tell Sister Zhuzhi not to let me be this assistant."

Song Beilang listened to her quietly, expressionless, and said in a cold voice: "Well, you can tell Zhuzhi that you don't want to do it, so you don't need to beg me."

"But, sister Zhuzhi... I can't bear to refuse her, can you explain it for me?"

Song Beilang raised his eyebrows, his lips raised unconsciously, and his eyes were full of sarcasm, "You can't bear to refuse Zhuzhi, so I have the heart to refuse my fiancée? Compared with my sister, I will listen to my fiancée more, I can't help you with this..."

Song Beilang spoke in a very cold tone.

Song Jingjing's heart went cold when she heard it, she actually felt a dull pain in her heart, the brother who doted on her now has a fiancee, isn't this exactly what she thought?
How could she be so uncomfortable at this moment!

Song Beilang watched the woman in front of him gradually turn pale, and her slender body trembled slightly. Although his heart ached, his words were a little bit more serious: "I just realized what Zhu Zhi said to me now." It's already too late, although you are my younger sister, I still hope that you will not ask me to deal with personal affairs in the future, otherwise Zhuzhi will be unhappy if he finds out."

Song Jingjing bit her lip, after hearing Song Beilang's words, she couldn't say what she wanted to ask later.

"Brother, I see, I will be your assistant well."

Song Jingjing held back the tears in her eyes, and said these words in a slow voice, biting her lips tightly when she turned around, not to let the sobbing sound come out.

This is her choice, and she should bear it.

And Song Beilang behind her never left his eyes until the stubborn little guy disappeared outside the door.

Song Beilang didn't know whether to be happy or bitter at this moment.

But looking forward to seeing Song Jingjing sitting in the office the next day is joyful.

(End of this chapter)