Chapter 349 Return to Yesterday 30
The wheels slid through the water-filled potholes, splashing water, but quickly returned to calm without a trace.
Finally we stopped in front of a farmhouse.
Everyone got off the bus and looked at the farm house with beautiful environment and style, with delight on their faces.
This place is not far from their school, but they have never heard of such a farm house.
Naturally, they had never heard of it, because this land belonged to the Song family and had been closed to the public a long time ago.
Song Huaian just asked the driver to take them to a nearby place to stay.
He was feeling a little unwell.
When he got here, although it was the Song family's property, it was actually unfamiliar to Song Huaian.
He only knew that this was the Song family's home and he had never lived here before.
So in the end it was Shao Jun, the driver and assistant, who took them in and assigned them rooms.
Then he brought the universal access card for all the entertainment facilities in the farm house to Song Huaian.
Song Huaian then handed the card to Chen Lang and asked him to take them out to play.
Unlike most of the surprised and uneasy students, Chen Lang knew and felt the wealth of Song Huaian's family.
I had been to Song Huaian’s place to look for him before.
At that time, Chen Lang almost burst into tears when he saw the swimming pool in Song Huaian's house, which was bigger than his own.
He finally made it through and didn't follow the wrong person.
After getting the card, Chen Lang coughed twice with a look of superiority on his face.
After attracting everyone's attention, he held up the card and clapped his hands twice: "Where do you want to go? Tell Brother Chen, and Brother Chen will satisfy you."
The people around him all rolled their eyes at him.
Then they didn't respond to him, but instead discussed with each other whether to go barbecue first or go swimming first.
After everyone had a lot of discussion, Chen Lang shouted and made the final decision: "Brother An, shall we go swimming later?"
Just wait for him to look back.
Song Huaian was still there.
Lingyao took Song Huaian to the second floor. Song Huaian was weak, so he naturally followed Lingyao.
After putting the person on the bed, Lingyao turned and went to the bathroom.
When she came out with a wet towel, the collar of Song Huaian's school uniform on the bed had loosened and was half torn.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, sliding down his cold and stern facial features which were abnormally red.
It would be strange if Lingyao didn't realize what was going on.
Obviously, Song Huaian also noticed that something was wrong with him.
He heard the sound of the door opening, and immediately shouted in a hoarse and trembling voice: "Don't come over."
However, the sound of footsteps was like drumbeats hitting Song Huaian's eardrums little by little, becoming heavier and heavier.
Lingyao knelt on one leg on the bed, and that cold face broke into Song Huaian's hazy vision.
Her eyes were cold, but they made the fire in his heart burn fiercely.
Song Huaian immediately turned his head away, clenched his fingers, and pinched the bed sheet tightly in his palms, with his face almost buried in the quilt.
Instead of feeling better, my body got even hotter.
Song Huaian felt as if he was in a furnace, with countless ants crawling into his bone marrow.
His neck suddenly felt cold. A pair of icy, jade-like fingers rested on his neck and quickly pulled his clothes off.
There was no hint of romance in that action, but it made Song Huaian's heart tremble.
What is she doing.
If it were anyone else, Song Huaian would still be somewhat confident in his self-control.
But he knew in his heart that this girl was different to him.
He just had an inexplicable feeling when he saw her.
She didn't look very old and they just met.
If he did anything to her because of the drug, he would never forgive himself.
That's why Song Huaian just told her to leave in a stern voice.
But he didn't expect that she not only didn't leave, but stayed and even took off his clothes.
The moment the clothes were taken off, Song Huaian's struggling eyes dimmed, his body turned over, clasped Lingyao's wrist with his fingers, and pulled her into his arms.
"Cousin, where have you been?" Gu Jiu and Zhang Ziyi found a corner and squatted there to call Lingyao.
Not long after the two came in, Lingyao sent them to observe the surrounding environment. When they came back after the observation, they could not find anyone.
It took several tries to get through, but the call finally got through, which made both of them feel relieved.
"Upstairs, go upstairs and see if there are any unusual people, um..."
In order to allow Zhang Ziyi to hear more clearly, a muffled groan came from the external speaker of the mobile phone.
Echoing in empty and remote corners.
Gu Jiu's fingers trembled as he held up the phone: "Cousin, what's that noise over there?"
I wonder if the captain will just kill the target of the mission.
Gu Jiu had completed several missions, some of which were thrilling and some were life-threatening, but this was the first time he had encountered a situation like this.
Zhang Ziyi was obviously the same. Even though he was a virgin and had never had sex with real guns and bullets, he had seen a lot of other things.
Just from that sound, it was obviously that thing.
Oh, the target of the mission looks so cold, and he is just a young man, but he can make such a sound, tsk tsk tsk….
Lingyao on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then raised her hand to cover the person's mouth.
With a voice as calm as water, he said, "You heard wrong," and hung up the phone.
As soon as the phone was hung up, Song Huaian, with his mouth covered, began to pull away Lingyao's fingers that were pressing on his lips.
After taking it away, he did not let go, and his lips kissed along her jade-like fingers.
As they kissed, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he took Lingyao's fingers and put them back to the position where he had placed them when the phone was connected.
The whole person couldn't help humming.
Lingyao held a cold, wet towel in her other hand and covered his neck and back to cool him down.
Two hours later, the effect of the medicine on Song Huaian's body wore off a little, and his vision and mind gradually became clear.
Looking at the mess on the floor and Lingyao's wrinkled clothes that were rubbed by him, his face became even redder than before.
His lips opened and closed several times, but no words came out.
But when Lingyao saw that he had calmed down a little, she pushed him away, got up and went to the bathroom to clean up.
She was sweating all over. If it wasn't for the God of Wealth's baby smelling so good, she would have done it.
When she came out, Song Huaian had already changed into a new set of clothes, a black shirt and black pants.
He was sitting on the sofa with a serious face, no one knew what he was thinking, his brows were solemn.
When he saw Lingyao coming out, the seriousness on his face froze for a moment, and he quickly looked away, not daring to look at her.
He just pushed the things on the table forward.
Lingyao lowered her eyes and saw the things on the table.
Several bank cards and car keys were placed on the book and pushed over.
He lowered his eyes and said, "These are all my personal assets. There are some things that are not here. I will give them to you tomorrow."
Lingyao resisted the urge to pounce directly on the small amounts of money.
"What do you mean?"
"It's all my fault today. I will take responsibility."
Song Huaian still didn't look up.
"You are responsible for nothing. Nothing happened."
She didn't really do anything just now, what is the God of Wealth doing?
Although Lingyao really wanted to accept it directly, she suppressed all her thoughts when she thought that she couldn't take it away after the game was over.
Song Huaian naturally knew what Lingyao meant.
He raised his eyes and looked at Lingyao: "No matter what, I should be responsible."
Even though they didn't do that, thinking of the confusion just now, the drug effects that Song Huaian had not yet completely dissipated were gradually coming back.
The situation just now was actually similar to that one.
"No need to take responsibility." Lingyao said generously.
How could she take responsibility now? The game would have to be over soon.
Oh, the baby is tired.
"Why? Do you have someone you like?"
When asked this, Song Huaian felt a surge of pain in his heart, which overwhelmed the surging heat in his body.
Apart from the fact that she had someone she liked, Song Huaian couldn't think of any reason why she would refuse.
"Of course."
Lingyao answered without hesitation, and it was like a sharp sword piercing Song Huaian's heart which had just been beating hotly.
"Who do you like? Gu Jiu? Or that Zhang Ziyi? You two are not relatives at all," Song Huaian paused.
He looked at Lingyao with his dark eyes, and said word by word with a twitch of his lips, "Since you have someone you like, why do you still want to be with me..."
Before he could finish his words, Lingyao said, "I like the God of Wealth."
He stopped talking and choked: "Oh, then why not be responsible."
Lingyao said calmly: "I don't care."
How could she care? She would fight for the baby God of Wealth without hesitation!
In the midst of wind and rain, this little pain is nothing!
Rich: "Oh. So he rushed to the bed, didn't he?"
Lingyao said sternly: "What does it have to do with you? Get out of here now."
Seeing that she really didn't seem to care, Song Huaian felt a hard feeling in his heart.
He looked at Lingyao again and again, gritted his teeth, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly.
"I care! This is also the first time I've done this with a girl... I have to take responsibility."
Song Huaian almost said all these words with his eyes closed.
It seemed as if he would not be able to utter a single word if he spoke any slower.
It would take Chen Lang a long time to find out that Song Huaian actually wanted the little girl to take responsibility.
Doesn't he usually look very arrogant?
The class beauty tried every possible way to get close to him and spend more time with him, but he avoided her like the plague.
Now, it’s only been one day since you met that little fairy, and you’re already clamoring for someone to take responsibility.
Of course, there was no way Chen Lang could know about this.
Lingyao thought that she would have to leave after completing the task, and was not ready to agree to him now, but it was not easy to refuse either.
The God of Wealth has taken out all his belongings, how can she refuse?
So she remained silent.
Song Huaian just thought her silence meant she agreed.
So when the drug in his body couldn't be suppressed and surged up, he raised his hand and grasped Lingyao's wrist, but that was all.
He rubbed his fingers over her cool skin, trying to dissipate some of the heat.
When the effect of the drug was at its worst, he held her wrist, raised his head, lifted his eyelids, and stared straight at Lingyao who was standing in front of him with his gorgeous dark eyes.
He held Lingyao's fingers and placed them on his face.
"Dear dear, can you touch me, like you did just now?"
Lingyao rubbed his cheek with her fingers, and an itch spread from her fingertips to her heart.
Lingyao also felt itchy in her heart.
She moved her fingers and traced down along his beautifully-shaped features.
As soon as his Adam's apple was touched, Song Huaian couldn't help but groan.