Chapter 65 She is like a clam

Chapter 65 She is like a clam

Song Yanming looked down at her, "What?"

"Ok?"

Xu Yi turned his face away, "Actually, I should be more careful next time."

"Okay, I'll definitely pay attention. Are you feeling better?"

"much better."

Xu Yi took the initiative to shoulder this responsibility, and naturally he was interviewed by Jiang Qing.

After dinner, Jiang Qing, wearing glasses, stayed in the living room to chat late at night.

"Xu Yi, Mom thinks you have always been a very sensible child and you know what you want."

Child, she is so old now, but only Jiang Qing treats her as a child.

"Your grandma passed away a few years ago, and I promised her that I would take good care of you. Your parents passed away early, and your grandma is your only relative in the world. I promised to take you back to Jiangcheng, and from that moment on I felt responsible for you."

"You like Yan Ming, you act on your own... Never mind. Anyway, I want to tell you today that you should not take men too seriously. Women should also have their own thoughts. You should learn to restrain yourself in this kind of thing."

I don’t know how long he listened. Xu Yi was too embarrassed to say a word. He just listened with a red face and just nodded.

By the time Jiang Qing finished talking to her, Xu Yi's face was already red.

After closing the door, Song Yanming sat at the head of the bed and read a book.

The man was wearing a white shirt and black shorts. He seemed to be waiting for her on purpose. When he saw her come in, he immediately closed the book.

He patted the seat next to him and said, "Come here."

Xu Yi lay obediently beside him.

"What did you just call me in front of my mother?"

Xu Yi was stunned, "Brother..."

"Don't yell like that anymore."

"Why, aren't you also..."

"I am me."

"Then I am still myself, I will shout like this, brother, brother, ah!"

Xu Yi was pressed on the bed by him, and his movements were smooth and flowing.

Her pajamas were wrinkled by the sudden turning over. Xu Yi hung her head anxiously, "There are many people at home, don't do this."

"Let me see your injury."

"Song Yanming!"

The doctor said it would take three to five days to heal, and Song Yanming was getting impatient.

He easily grasped both of her arms with one hand, and Xu Yi was no match for him at all.

Her face turned red as she tried to break free, but the man's action made her completely unable to move. She could only bite her lip to keep from making any sound.

His breathing became faster, and he didn't even look at her wound, with a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

Xu Yi tightened her legs and tried to kick him away, but he sealed her lips.

Song Yanming is usually a nice person, and you would never have guessed he was that kind of person before.

Xu Yi bit her lip to prevent herself from making a sound. The man looked at his fingers, which were slightly reflected in the light.

Xu Yi turned his face to the side, kicked him off the bed, and pulled the quilt to wrap himself.

"Yan Ming, what's wrong?"

Jiang Qing came to the door and knocked.

"It's okay, it was just an accident."

Xu Yi was so scared that he almost hid in the closet. He was too embarrassed to see anyone.

Song Yanming stood up and lifted the quilt from his position, "Kick me?"

He pulled the quilt, Xu Yi wrapped it up desperately, he pulled it again, Xu Yi wrapped it up again...

Song Yanming had no choice but to wrap her up in a blanket and picked her up, "Play, huh? Play to your heart's content."

"You were the one who bullied others first."

"I'm just hurting you."

"Can I say no?"

"Are you not happy that I gave it to you?"

"Then you were unhappy when I gave you stinky tofu last time." Xu Yi retorted aggrievedly.

Song Yanming wrapped her so tightly that she couldn't move her hands and feet, like a dumpling.

"You were the one who bullied others first."

"come out."

"Not coming out."

"Who will sleep with me if you don't come out?"

He put her on the bed with the quilt and opened the quilt little by little. Xu Yi pulled the quilt with both hands, wrapped in it like a clam.

Song Yanming reached out, grabbed her ankles with his big hands, and pulled her out from under the quilt.

Xu Yi was wearing a long skirt and her face turned red with embarrassment.

His throat tightened and his heart began to pound, but he quickly relaxed and tried to cover her skirt, but Xu Yi kicked him again.

He was kicked so hard that he sat on the bay window.

"Stop it."

“Everyone is so ashamed.”

"Where have I not seen, where have I not kissed?"

Jiang Qing was taking care of the children in the living room. From time to time, she heard some noises coming from the couple's room and sighed deeply.

The younger ones are ignorant and the older ones don’t know how to give in to the younger ones. It’s really worrying.

The more shameless Xu Yi was, the more Song Yanming liked to tease her and liked to see her shy look.

The consequence of this was that the next day when Xu Yi opened his eyes, he found his neck full of strawberries.

His kiss was light, not leaving a deep mark, but still visible to the naked eye...

The next morning, Xu Yi specially wore a silk scarf and a white shirt and long skirt.

Song Yanming still doesn't allow her to wear short skirts, and tolerating long skirts is already his limit.

A white shirt dress paired with a silk scarf is as weird as it can be.

During breakfast, even Jiang Qing couldn't help but say that she should learn more about dressing. She was young, beautiful and had a good-looking face. If she didn't know how to dress, she would easily be outdone by others.

Song Yanming smiled without saying anything. Xu Yi stared at him in unison, wishing he could take him off his lap.

In the studio, Zhou Zhiyin was feeling depressed because she couldn't give away the white chocolates.

Not only that, she also felt Song Yanming's indifference towards her.

In the past, I could still chat with her about work or other things, but now she just talks about the things she has to say and simply doesn't reply if there's nothing else.

I asked him when he was free, whether he had eaten, how he was doing recently, but all I got was a blank answer.

Zhou Zhiyin tasted the sweetness of liking someone before she even started dating, but she was about to fall in love again as soon as she got a little taste of it.

Everyone in the studio is very motivated and the prospects are good at the moment.

Zhou Zhiyin looked at Xu Yi who was drawing through a glass and felt a little short of breath.

Lunch was prepared by the chef hired by Gu Beicheng. Thanks to Qin Moyu, they could enjoy such delicious meals every day.

Qin Moyu is picky about food and thin, and Gu Beicheng is worried that she won’t eat well.

He can choose not to interfere in the studio, but he must let his woman eat well no matter what. Eating well and having a good body are his own.

Xu Yi benefited from following Qin Moyu, but she was not polite. Among the few people, she ate the most... The others ate only chicken intestines.

Xu Yi was so full that he sat aside to digest the food, and he could even pick up a few strawberries and put them in his mouth.

"Isn't it hot to wear a scarf in this weather?"

Qin Moyu couldn't help but ask, "Is your neck still uncomfortable?"

"Yeah, my mom also asked me this morning, sister-in-law, why are you wearing a scarf?"

Xu Yi said awkwardly, "No reason, my neck is cold."

Seeing her confused look, Zhou Zhiyin wondered if she had done something shameful outside.

Qin Moyu told her that she had secretly met Han Fei. Could it be that she was still greedy while having her cake and eat it too?

Zhou Zhiyin walked over and said, "Xu Yi, if you feel uncomfortable, I can give you a massage. My massage is very comfortable."

"no need."

"You're welcome!" Zhou Zhiyin found an opportunity and reached out to pull the towel off her neck.

Song Yuqian: ! !

Qin Moyu frowned, "Zhiyin, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xu Yi."

Xu Yi lowered his head and wrapped the scarf back around his neck. "It's okay. I'll go draw first."

She found an excuse and slipped away in an instant. Zhou Zhiyin felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure in her heart.

Who knows which man left her behind. She dreams of marrying into a wealthy family every day. If it’s not Han Fei, there will be other men.