Chapter 401 Return to Yesterday
Song Huaian was holding two ice creams in his hands, staring at the familiar figure that flashed across the TV screen not far away.
I hadn't seen Xu Zhou for a long time, and the next time I heard from him was on a legal program.
Was that a traffic accident? That's simply manslaughter.
The car crashed straight into the passenger seat of the other car.
When the medical staff carried the person in the passenger seat out, even with the code blurred, the bloody scene could not be hidden.
It wasn't until someone beside him spoke that he was called back from his trance.
"Hello, can you give me a contact number?"
Song Huaian raised his eyes and refused before his gaze even reached the girl.
"Sorry, I have a girlfriend."
After saying that, he quickly walked towards a secluded place with the ice cream.
A trace of embarrassment appeared on the girl's pretty face, and she felt quite regretful as she watched the man walking away.
As expected, all handsome guys are taken.
In fact, most boys who come to such amusement parks are here to accompany their girlfriends, but she saw him standing there alone for a long time and no one else came.
So I came here to try it with the hope of getting lucky.
After all, this person is really eye-catching.
She is tall, with delicate features, and looks even better than the current popular stars.
After standing in the store for a while, many girls in the store glanced at him vaguely.
Not far away, Lingyao was queuing in front of an amusement ride.
The girl had an indifferent expression, and she wore a pair of sunglasses on her high nose bridge, covering most of her small face.
People in the queue were either playing with their phones or chatting with each other to kill time in the queue.
Only she did nothing but stood there quietly.
Song Huaian walked over with the ice cream in his hand.
Hand one to Lingyao.
"Don't eat."
She just said she didn't want to eat it. Why are you asking her to lick the ice cream in front of so many people? She's being so pretentious.
However, Song Huaian seemed to know Lingyao's inner thoughts.
He quickly took out a spoon and placed it on the ice cream.
Holding two ice creams in one hand and a spoon in the other, he scooped a mouthful of ice cream and handed it to Lingyao's mouth.
Without waiting for Lingyao to say anything, he said, "Please have a bite."
After Lingyao finished her bite, he scooped out a spoonful of another flavor of ice cream and handed it to her.
"beg…"
This time, Lingyao opened her lips without waiting for Song Huaian to finish his words.
He also raised his hand to cover Song Huaian's mouth.
Song Huaian's mouth was covered, but he had a smile on his face, and then he kissed Lingyao's palm unexpectedly.
The kiss made Lingyao almost slap him.
She said that the ice cream felt hot when she put it in her mouth, and it turned out that the baby God of Wealth was burning again.
"Hello, both of you. No more kissing. Please show us your receipts."
The ticket collector gave the two of them a standard smile.
Song Huaian looked a little unnatural, but Lingyao was relatively calm. The sunglasses on her face matched her already cold face, making her look extremely serious.
He handed the ticket over calmly.
After accompanying Song Huaian to experience queuing once, Lingyao would not indulge him in the following projects.
Used the ability of money.
Song Huaian naturally had no objection.
He initially wanted to queue up by himself because he wanted to experience this process with Lingyao. Now that he has experienced it, there is naturally no need to do so again.
He didn't dare either.
It was not until the evening that Song Huaian mentioned to Lingyao what he had seen on TV today.
Lingyao nodded calmly, as if she had known about it for a long time.
"My goodness, why do I feel like you know everything in this world?"
Song Huaian hugged her and ran his fingers through Lingyao's freshly washed black hair.
She is obviously much younger than him, but she knows more than him.
It seemed like there was nothing in this world that she couldn't do, and nothing that she didn't know.
Lingyao was holding a white ball in her arms and kneading it.
Bai Tuan gained a lot of weight due to the good food and drink, and the clothes that Song Huaian had bought for him before could no longer fit him.
The snow-white curly hair is soft.
Usually, Baituan is a cool and aloof cat who ignores everyone at home.
Now it stays in Lingyao's arms very well, and Lingyao still wants to flatten and round it. It even meows a few times as if to please grandma.
What can Bai Tuan do? He dares not move at all.
Lingyao was rubbing the cat and didn't care about Song Huaian holding her. She only stopped what she was doing when she heard Song Huaian's words.
Look at Song Huaian.
"I don't know what you're thinking."
She could see everyone's thoughts except his.
Those cold eyes were like a cold pond, calm and without ripples.
It was just a casual remark, stating a fact for her.
But it caused ripples in the hearts of those who listened.
"Do you want to know what I'm thinking?" Song Huaian asked involuntarily.
"Need not."
What Song Huaian didn't expect was that Lingyao flatly denied it.
Song Huaian blinked his long black eyelashes, and became even more puzzled: "Why don't you want to?"
"I don't need to know."
He was special, and she allowed him to be special.
Obviously her voice was still cold and her eyes were as empty as ever.
Song Huaian seemed to see his own shadow in her eyes.
His heart moved and he leaned over and kissed her.
"Well, you don't need to know because I'm going to tell you."
Lingyao did not stop Song Huaian from kissing her, and let him toss and turn on her lips.
Until Song Huaian licked the corner of her lips teasingly.
He chuckled and his voice became hoarse: "Well, dear, do you want to get to know me now?"
Two buttons of Song Huaian's black shirt were missing, revealing his well-defined figure vaguely.
A few strands of jet-black hair fell from his forehead.
His eyes and face were filled with lust, and he no longer looked like the wealthy and powerful upstart he usually was.
But the person he was oppressing remained calm, composed and indifferent.
But her eyes dropped to his lips which were glistening with moisture.
Song Huaian didn't want her to be so calm, thinking of previous experience.
He leaned over and put his thin lips against Lingyao's ear, causing a tickling sensation.
His voice is the sound of metal and stone hitting, unique to a mature man.
It makes one's ears numb.
The words he said were so frivolous that made people blush and their hearts beat fast.
"Good boy, touch me."
He got what he wanted, and then he gasped twice as expected.
There is no intention of restraining at all.
"Mm... I feel so comfortable, thank you dear... Mm..."
The cicadas outside the window chirped one after another, and so did the panting sounds inside the house.
——The plane ends——