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

Chapter 338 I Must Make You Happy

Song Beilang's words stimulated Song's exquisite brain nerves.

When there was nothing on the surface of the body, I felt a slight shudder.

Then, there were overwhelming kisses, falling on her body.

The man crawled on his knees, muttering loudly in his mouth.

Song Jingjing didn't hear what he was saying at first.

In the end, after the pain, the girl regained consciousness a lot, and only then did she hear Song Beilang calling her name.

His voice is deep and mellow, it sounds like a piano singing.

And Song Jingjing bit her lips tightly, not letting herself make any sound.

She is afraid of being found out.

After all, Zhuzhi is outside the house.

Song Beilang saw Song Jingjing enduring hard, panting heavily, "Don't worry, I locked the door...she can't come in."

If Zhuzhi can't get in, he won't find Song Jingjing's existence.

But let Zhuzhi know that Song Beilang and other women are doing this kind of thing...how can he feel good.

Song Jingjing still closed her lips tightly, with mixed feelings in her heart.

It is exciting to be born with this kind of love.

Inspired her attachment to Song Beilang, many years ago... Song Beilang was shining like a light in her heart.

"Brother..." She called out affectionately, which made the man move.

Seeing the tears on her face, it was pity and pain.

"Exquisite..." After he replied, it was even more violent...

The bed was shaking, as if the sky had collapsed, the waves were rushing, and a flat boat was galloping in the boundless ocean without direction.

……

Zhuzhi had been waiting in the room, and when he was about to leave, he heard movement in the lounge.

Lisa was by Zhuzhi's side. After hearing the movement in the lounge, Lisa's face changed.

The movement is not small, just listening to it can make people think about it.

Lisa had seen Song Jingjing's distressed appearance before, so she guessed that there must be something in it.

Logically speaking, Lisa has never seen Song Beilang walk out of the office, and Song Beilang should still be in the office... A horrified guess came out of Lisa's mind.

Could it be that the people in the lounge would be Song Jingjing and Song Beilang.

Lisa covered her mouth lightly, and was taken aback by this thought, Song Jingjing and Song Beilang... how could it be possible!

Zhuzhi didn't know what Lisa was thinking, but his heart was weighed down by a heavy stone, and he couldn't breathe.

"Lisa, I don't think we can eat dinner, so don't tell Third Young Master about my visit, thank you."

Zhuzhi's voice was choked with sobs, and tears glistened in his eyes.

After finishing speaking, Zhuzhi left with a pale face.

Lisa came back to her senses and sent Zhuzhi out.

……

When Song Jingjing was young, she watched bad movies with her sisters of the same age.

When I watched it at that time, I only felt novelty, and didn't feel anything...

It was only after a few more intimate contacts with Song Beilang that he realized the essential changes in his body.

That's something that is shy and indescribable.

In addition to pain, there are countless other feelings.

Song Jingjing didn't know how long she lasted like that...

All I know is that he left all those things in her body.

But this is the first time, and she has no awareness of contraception, and she is not worried about getting pregnant at all.

Song Beilang stopped moving, and when he was lying on her shoulders, he was still panting heavily.

The fragrance from the man's body stimulated Song's delicate nose.

After resting for a moment, the man hugged Song Jingjing in his arms and went to the bathroom.

There is a bathtub in the bathroom.

The girl was so tortured that she lost her strength.

Song Beilang spared no effort to help her clean, seeing that the traces left on her body were all his masterpieces, he felt inexplicably satisfied.

She belonged to him completely, which made him happy, but he didn't know if it was worrying.

Song Jingjing squinted slightly, leaning against Song Beilang's arms, as cute as a cat.

"Brother, I feel bad."

At times like this, Song Jingjing also wanted to act like a baby.

Song Beilang asked dotingly: "I'm sorry, I hurt you..."

Song Beilang washed her there with clean water, and a little blood flowed out with the water.

It was faintly red, and Song Beilang pursed his lips slightly.

Song Jingjing was tired and didn't want to talk.

After Song Beilang cleaned her up, he carried her back to the bed.

In the early morning of the next day, Xu Shi had just dawned.

Song Jingjing suddenly felt a burst of heat in his body, and when his consciousness became clear, he saw the man pressing on top of him.

The pain from last night was still there, but it was experienced again this morning.

The person who just woke up is not aware of the surrounding environment, only feels uncomfortable, and the throat is dry...

There were bursts of whistling, much bolder than yesterday.

When Song Jingjing woke up again, it was already bright outside, and Song Beilang was no longer by his side.

Song Jingjing got up, her waist was sore.

The pain underneath was even more obvious.

His throat was dry and hoarse, and he couldn't make a sound.

He took the water glass by the bed and poured it down, only to feel a lot more comfortable.

Song Jingjing got out of bed with her waist supported, her clothes were scattered on the ground, showing the madness of last night.

Song Jingjing blushed, and couldn't help thinking of the heart-pounding scene.

None of the traces on her body were telling her the truth of last night.

The closet was wide open, and a new professional suit hung inside.

Song Jingjing changed into her clothes, went to the bathroom to wash her face, looked at herself in the mirror, she didn't recognize herself.

Transforming from a girl to a woman, physical changes lead to psychological changes.

In the future, I'm afraid there will be bitterness that I can't taste.

……

There was no one in the office, and Song Beilang was not there.

Song Jingjing just had time to leave.

He walked out silently with his head down, closed the door silently, and when he was about to return to his seat, he saw Lisa staring at him.

Song Jingjing was taken aback for a moment, then immediately regained his composure, returned to his seat, cleaned up the table, turned on the computer, and used these small actions to cover up his ugly appearance.

And these taught Lisa to see it in her eyes.

Last night, Lisa didn't leave, and Song Beilang came out of the office at the time of the global morning meeting, and it was ninety o'clock, and Song Jingjing came out of it.

This is to let Lisa confirm her thoughts more.

Sure enough, there is a ghost between Song Beilang and Song Jingjing.

Thinking of Miss Zhuzhi whom she met yesterday, Lisa could only sigh softly.

……

After get off work in the afternoon, Song Beilang, who never went home, returned home with Song Jingjing.

Without a driver, Song Beilang drove the car himself.

Song Jingjing sat in the passenger seat.

The car drove away for 10 minutes and encountered a traffic jam.

The car was submerged for a moment, and there was no sound.

After a while, Song Beilang asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Song Jingjing's cheeks flushed, and her heart was beating, knowing what Song Beilang's words meant.

Song Jingjing pursed her lips, but said nothing.

Song Beilang said again: "It will hurt at first, but it won't happen in the future. I promise to be lighter next time."

When Song Beilang said such fruitless words, the temperature of Song Jingjing's body suddenly rose, as if he had a fever.

Song Beilang saw that her face was red and her ears were red, and she looked very cute, so he couldn't help but want to tease her, "You have to accompany me at night."

Song Jingjing was startled, and stared at him, "That's at home."

Song Beilang laughed lightly, "I thought you had yelled out your voice, so you didn't speak."

Song Jingjing knew that she had reacted too violently just now, so she lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Song Beilang said: "I'm not a person with six kidneys, even if I go to you at night, I won't do anything to you, so don't be nervous."

Song Jingjing took a light breath and looked out the window.

If she doesn't go home, she can still enjoy the beauty brought to her by her brother.

But when she got home, she had to face Zhu Zhi and her family... How could her conscience be at ease.

Song Beilang looked at the anxiety and worry in her eyes, and said with relief: "What are you afraid of? I will take care of it. In the end, you just need to say that you were forced."

Song Jingjing couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and tears fell out of her eyes.

It just spilled, and she immediately wiped it off with her fingers, not wanting the people beside her to see every drop.

But Song Beilang saw it all, and it made him feel distressed.

During rush hour, there are many cars and traffic lights on the road.

The car stopped and went all the way, and I don't know when it will end.

The atmosphere in the car was somewhat depressing, and Song Beilang's heroic face was also clouded by Song Jingjing's silent crying.

"I suddenly remembered that there was a party tonight, so I couldn't go back."

It is said that it was a social gathering that suddenly occurred to me, but it is actually optional.

Song Beilang just didn't want Song Jingjing to go home and face the embarrassment she might face, so he brought it up.

Song Jingjing said without thinking: "Then you go, I will take a taxi home by myself."

After saying that, she unbuckled her seat belt, and Song Jingjing was about to get out of the car.

But the door was locked.

Song Beilang looked at her, "Tonight is a banquet, and I need a female companion."

Song Jingjing knew that Song Beilang wanted her to accompany him to the banquet as his girlfriend, but she didn't want to go, "I don't want to go."

Song Jingjing refused.

Song Beilang said: "You rejected me like this, but I will make me unhappy."

Song Jingjing didn't know why her heart was burning, and she growled at Song Beilang, "I don't care if you're happy or not. If I'm unhappy, I can talk to someone."

Song Beilang's face darkened, and after staring at her for a full minute, the red light ahead turned green, and it was him who stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and drove in another direction.

There is no traffic jam in this direction, and it is not leading to any banquet, but it is the bar that Song Beilang often comes to when he is young—unforgettable tonight.

"What are you doing?" Song Jingjing asked loudly.

Song Beilang stared ahead, concentrated on driving, and said: "Since you are unhappy, you should tell me. If you are unhappy, I will only be even more unhappy. Then... I must make you happy."

"Coax me?" Song Jingjing frowned, and leaned back on the seat, "I don't want you to coax."

Song Beilang smiled lightly, his handsome face was extraordinarily gentle, "It's my freedom to coax you or not, you have no right to interfere!"

(End of this chapter)