She doesn't remember how long it has been since Zhao Yi shed tears last time.
It was very strange that Zhao Yi cried without even a sound, although her heart had already collapsed.
Perhaps it is the human body's spontaneous self-protection mechanism. When the bitterness and anger in the human heart pour out, the person will be dazed, breathing will be chaotic, like an idiot, and the lacrimal gland will continuously flow tears to a tap without a valve.
Song Xiaolan's collar was soon wet, his eyes entered his chest, and his heart was cold. He gently followed her spine, trying his best to warm her.
The night came in and was diluted by the light yellow light.
Song Xiaolan's usually cold face was gloomy at the moment. He couldn't empathize with him, but his heart was trembling with inexplicable pain.
Zhao Yi gritted her teeth, and leaned in his arms for a long time, until the pain and unwillingness in her heart completely annihilated her, and she fell into a coma.
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? Can Song Xiaolan get over the hurdle of being a benefactor in her heart? At the beginning, I couldn't get over it, but now that I know Zhao Yi's hardships, I can't get over it.
He is not physically and mentally troubled, but facing this multilateral and secret relationship, he is at a loss because of his youth. Unlike Zhao Yi, he has a cold heart, and he is not afraid of the pit of fire and the mountain of knives. At worst, he will shed a layer of skin.
Song Xiaolan is from Xiangyang, he wants to monopolize Zhao Yi in the sun.
Zhao Yi's weight gradually fell on Song Xiaolan's body, and she let out a thin breathing sound.
Song Xiaolan's clear eyes gradually regained light, and he gently picked up Zhao Yi and walked towards the bedroom.
Since Song Xiaolan moved in, Zhao Yi's bedroom has changed from a sexually frigid style to a home style, the gray sheets have turned into light blue, and fresh lilies have been planted on the desk.
Zhao Yi was very surprised, how could such a noble and cold person like such warm colors. After thinking about it, Song Xiaolan came from such a good family, probably because she is used to warmth. Unlike her, she has long liked everything deserted in the dark.
Song Xiaolan put Zhao Yi gently on the bed, carefully arranged her hair, turned on the fan, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.
When Zhao Yi slept alone, she didn't like to close the door of the room. She said she was afraid and asked Song Xiaolan to turn on the sound of the TV. She fell asleep listening to the sound.
Song Xiaolan felt very strange at first, but then she gradually understood her fear. She was actually afraid of being alone. As long as she heard the sound, she felt that someone was with her, so she could fall asleep at ease.
But how did she live when she didn't meet Song Xiaolan? Song Xiaolan didn't ask, so asking was just forcing her.
So Song Xiaolan didn't close the bedroom door, and didn't turn off the sound of the TV. He quickly finished washing, checked the doors and windows, then turned off the TV and went into the bedroom, gently got into bed, and lay down beside Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi leaned on him in a daze, reaching out to hug him. So hot, she wants too.
Song Xiaolan took the initiative to lean forward, and Zhao Yi burrowed into his arms until she pressed against his chest and heard her heartbeat, and Zhao Yi finally settled down.
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The summer wind is also scorching hot, but after being baptized by so many old trees in the old community, and then blowing into the bedroom through the window, it is not so hot.
Because the air conditioner is too dry, Zhao Yi doesn't like to turn on the air conditioner, and always uses a fan.
The summer wind and the wind blowing by the fan are soft together, and the whole bedroom becomes very cool.
But Song Xiaolan still couldn't fall asleep, a drum was beating in her heart.
In the end, he got up lightly and went to the study.
Song Xiaolan checked some news, and after searching for a long time, she finally found the news reports from that year.
Zhao Yi appeared on the news, and she was answering reporters' questions at the scene of the crime.
There were still bright red bloodstains on the scene of the crime, and Zhao Yi's eyes were filled with tears, but the eyes were full of hatred. Reporters are also afraid of her.
It took me a long time to find the news.
Brother Qi later helped Zhao Yi remove all these news. The reason was that she was a member of the industry, and it was not good to be known too much of "family scandal".
The drum in Song Xiaolan's heart stopped beating.
He had to admit that to a certain extent, Brother Qi was Zhao Yi's benefactor, but also his perpetrator. There is a deformed relationship between them. The so-called deformity is abnormal, but it cannot be separated.
Now, Song Xiaolan is also involved in this abnormal relationship.
Is Song Xiaolan afraid? Nature is not afraid. It's just that this road is much more difficult than he imagined.
Song Xiaolan leaned on the chair, raised her head, and thought of many methods, such as:
Take Zhao Yi to retire, but he is reluctant to let Zhao Yi's talent be buried;
Go to Brother Qi and ask him for someone,??This is self-casting;
? If the relationship between the two is made public, Zhao Yi will get angry and abandon him, he is afraid;
After thinking about it for a while, they were all messed up ideas, which made Song Xiaolan's heart even more confused. He cleared the computer's search history before turning off the computer.
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When she returned to the bedroom, Zhao Yi woke up and was sitting on the bed staring blankly at Song Xiaolan who had just entered the bedroom.
The faint light outside the window shone on Zhao Yi's face, making it a bit creepy. Song Xiaolan was startled, but he didn't turn on the light, because Zhao Yi couldn't fall asleep when the light was turned on.
Song Xiaolan walked up to Zhao Yi, lay down lightly, then pulled her into her arms and confined her.
"sleep."
Very straightforward and domineering.
Zhao Yi asked: "What did you do? I thought you were angry and left." Although she was able to hide her fear, she still trembled slightly.
When Zhao Yi woke up, she found that Song Xiaolan was not there, and the bedroom door was open. She was very scared. She just told him about her bitterness and resentment. Is he going to leave her? Too cruel.
She didn't dare to get out of bed to find Song Xiaolan, she was afraid of facing such a result. So keep staring at the bedroom door and wait
As soon as Song Xiaolan appeared, Zhao Yi wanted to cry, scold him, kick him, but couldn't say anything. People in the dark, what qualifications do they have to demand from others?
Song Xiaolan felt pain in her heart when she heard her trembling tone. He took a deep breath, suppressed all his emotions in his heart, and became domineering: "You woman is taking care of more and more, I'm just going to the bathroom."
He said that Zhao Yi believed it, and teased him: "Your kidney is not good?"
Song Xiaolan: "?"
Zhao Yi became disgusted: "Hey, I'm young, what should I do, I'm almost thirty years old like a tiger."
Song Xiaolan smiled and hugged her even tighter.
"Then what should I do?"
Zhao Yi pretended to be sorry: "Hey, forget it, I'm not that addicted."
In the darkness, Song Xiaolan frowned slightly, pressed Zhao Yi under her body, and asked in a low voice: "Really?" He still didn't forget to tease her sensitive place.
Zhao Yi cried a lot. Although the bitterness and resentment hadn't completely dissipated, but after just a short while of loss and recovery, she calmed down a lot, and she didn't avoid it, and returned to Song Xiaolan coquettishly.
"Aren't you the clearest?"
As long as her voice is so low and charming twice, it's like being soaked in poison, which can make people addicted.
Song Xiaolan didn't want to go back to her, she just wanted to complete this affair with her and monopolize her whole person.
There are always so many barriers between men and women, but they can always be resolved through a love affair.
The two are hiding their own thoughts, entangled with each other, trying to deceive themselves or prove to each other through physical pleasure that they have completely owned each other. And those barriers will be temporarily put aside, and perhaps through the pleasure of the body, they will be forgotten and disappeared. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com