Who’s The Boss?

Song Qingcheng closed his eyes subconsciously.

In the past few days, the seemingly alienated atmosphere between Yu Tingchuan and Yu Tingchuan is flat but dark, at this moment, the smoke disappears, it seems that everything becomes less important...

The back of her head was supported by Yu Tingchuan's left hand wearing a precious steel watch.

Unpredictable, what will happen next.

But the next second...

Loud dog barks came from the side of the road, awakening the man.

Song Qingcheng only felt a loose waist, and all his movements stopped in an instant. Opening his blurred eyes, Yu Tingchuan had slowly let go of her.

Outside the community, Yuelang has sparse stars, and only weak light is projected from the dense layers of branches and leaves.

Quietly, Yu Tingchuan opened the distance with her.

The sound of insects came from the grass on the side of the road.

Yu Tingchuan didn't say anything, didn't go to see her, took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, and smoked a cigarette and lit it.

The thin white smoke lingered between the two of them.

Song Qingcheng was left hanging on the side in this way. Her heartbeat hadn't calmed down yet, and she always felt that she should do something. However, in that silence, there was a little blank in her mind. Later, he leaned on the reflector of the Mercedes-Benz car and looked at the man who was smoking silently.

With the effort of a cigarette, Yu Tingchuan's face has been the same as usual.

He raised his chin to Song Qingcheng, pointed to the inside of the community, and said in a calm tone: "Go back."

The wallet matter seems to have been forgotten...

Song Qingcheng looked back at him. Something went back to the original point invisibly. When Yu Tingchuan looked up, she walked straight over.

Take the initiative to hold the man's hand.

Yu Tingchuan's palm is generous, which makes her heart palpitations dry.

She suddenly asked, "Shall we go upstairs and sit for a while?"

Yu Tingchuan stared at her with deep eyes: "Know what I'm talking about?"

"Well," Song Qingcheng did not escape: "I know." After a pause, he said, "There is no one else upstairs."