two love (gl)

Chapter 119

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People are always like this. Before they know what is going on in front of them, they start to fantasize about eternity and worry about the unpredictable future.

Why not learn from the present.

Song Ze never only looked at the people in front of her, perhaps because the scenery in front of her was so beautiful that she couldn't let go of it, she just wanted to possess it.

Hugging the person next to her pillow from behind, she let out a very low sigh, as if it came from the depths of her soul.

Song Jie was always alert.

Before Song Ze, it was hard work for her to sleep with others, and not being able to sleep was one of them. Even if she fell asleep, she would wake up immediately when the people around her moved.The master once laughed at her because of this, saying that she has the talent of being a thief, and she is always on guard, even when she is sleeping.This problem has only been cured in recent years, and after meeting Song Ze, cuddling and sleeping in a ball for three to five days, it got better very quickly.

No, she was surrounded by people. According to the previous situation, she would have jumped up a long time ago, but now she was still in a daze, touching the hand around her waist, and putting it to kiss her.

The movements are natural and reveal intimacy, all of which show the intimate relationship between the two without words.

Song Ze was overjoyed for a moment, and hugged her back tightly, his tender and tender feelings surged in his heart, and he didn't feel infatuated.

"Do you have me in your heart?" Feeling Song Jie's heartbeat, Song Ze suddenly asked.

"If I didn't have you in my heart, how could all these things happen. Do you really think I'm idle?" In this business, risking your life, working hard, and not even earning a dime.Song Jie felt bad after thinking about it.

"It's hard to say. Maybe, uh." A word jumped into Song Ze's mind, and she blurted out, "Flower picker." Who told her about the flower picker?

"Ahem, you still know about flower pickers, you are so well-informed."

"You told me about the flower picker, I don't remember." Song imitated Zhuang Bao's tone, "Just say that the one who played tricks on you was a flower picker. His name was Song Jie, he was ranked eleventh, and his nickname was Abao. Hey, tenth Yiniang, you used to be a flower picker, right? You also said your name is Song Bao, and you are ranked eleventh." She turned Song Jie around, and the two faced each other.

I don't think there is anything, but the more I think about it, the more suspicious it becomes.It's just that usually the flower pickers are men, what kind of flower pickers are women.

Song Jie's scalp was numb, he bit her chin, and opened his mouth: "Yes, I am a flower picker. You despise this profession and think I'm too good-looking. It's a pity to let it go. After you pick me up, leave me." And go. I was deceived by you, my heart was broken, and I had nowhere to find you, so I had to ask the Bodhisattva for help. I will find you in heaven and earth, and pick you back."

Song Ze chuckled, "You know how to make it up." Seeing her look like an aggrieved abandoned woman, blinking at her, he amused her.

She's so silly, I don't know if she's really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, she's so good-looking and stupid that one can't help but want to kiss her.

No, not yet.

Squeezing her chin, Song Ze said, "Speak well."

"I have you in my heart, and it is because of you in my heart that we have experienced these things together. Song Ze, in this world, I like you the most. It's a pity that you are blind and can't see it, otherwise you would I can see that your name is engraved on my heart. Now, the blood is bloody, and it hurts."

When she said this, Song Ze's eyes were a little bit astringent, "Can you not say strange things? If you say it well, the taste will change."

Song Jie pouted dissatisfiedly, wiped his fingers, and pretended not to speak again.

Song Ze loved her so much that he finally went to gag her himself.Lips to lips, swallowing all words.

She had been thinking for a long time about telling her to shut up in this way.

This man seemed born to seduce her.Her reserve, her calmness, turns into eagerness and enthusiasm as soon as you meet her.

If there really is a bodhisattva, she is her trial, her kalpa.

She admits.

The little nun is not afraid of breaking the precept, so naturally she, Song, is not afraid either.

"Ma'am." In the warm pavilion, the atmosphere was just right, but I heard Zhenniang knocking on the door in a low voice outside the room.

If nothing happened, Zhenniang would definitely not be like this.Sticking to Song Jie's face, Song Ze felt a little bit reluctant. "What's the matter? Zhenniang, come in first."

After hearing Zhenniang's answer, she said to the people next to her: "Wait a while, I'll go invite my lady."

The person next to him urged: "Hurry up, my lord is waiting."

Song Ze and Song Jie heard Zhiqiu's voice, and they were both wondering what would happen to Yuqian so late.

Waiting for what? Waiting for someone? Waiting for money? Waiting for death?

When Song Jie first heard it, he thought Yu Gan was about to lose his braids.

Zhenniang opened and closed the door carefully, for fear that the outside could see anything inside.

"What's the matter, sir?" Song Ze sat down with his clothes on, not forgetting to tuck in the quilt for Song Jie.

Zhenniang saw the lady whose blush had not yet receded at a glance, while Song Shiyi was huddled under the quilt, unable to see clearly, but could only see clearly that she was wearing clothes this time. "Zhiqiu only thought that the gentleman was not feeling well, and wanted to invite his wife to come over. I said that the lady had fallen asleep, but Zhiqiu said that the gentleman was arguing and insisted that the lady go over before he would stop."

Song Jie, who was interrupted intimacy, was not happy, and deliberately touched Song Ze's thigh under the quilt. Song Ze's eyebrows moved, and he held her hand. "Is it out of shape or what?"

Zhenniang was also angry.This gentleman is very old and still loses his temper. He can't sleep most of the night, so he insists on disturbing others so that they can't sleep either. "Maybe I slept too much during the day."

"Drink too much swill during the day." Song Jie interjected. "It's so cold outside, don't pay attention to him, the more you talk to him, the more energetic you will be."

"Maybe he gets angry when he thinks about it in the middle of the night, and he wants to give me a divorce letter." In the past two days, when he was rarely distracted from his work, he didn't seem like a person who didn't know the importance, and Song Ze wanted to leave because of emotion and reason. a trip.

"Hey, you're really going."

Pressing Song Jie who was about to get up, Song Ze said softly: "I'll go and have a look, I'll be back in a while."

"Are you going to warm someone else's bed?"

"I'm cold-hearted and cold-faced, how can I get a warm bed. You just lie down and warm the bed for me." To warm the bed, heh, I'm afraid that Yu Gan's slops can't be eaten enough, and dung water is needed.

Zhenniang stood aside, pretending to be deaf and dumb, listening to the two chatting, sighing.Her wife can actually joke.If the lady spoke to the man in this tone, the man's bones would probably be gone.

"It's so late, it's inconvenient for lonely men and widows, and he still smells bad." Song Jie hugged Song Ze's thigh and refused to let go.It's not good when you hear it. What's the matter to recruit people to talk about in the middle of the night? Divorce your wife? Shit, let's go to bed.That bitch thought he was an official.

Song Ze said nicely, "I'll come as soon as I go, Zhenniang is here."

Zhenniang thought: Is he a dead person? Is Zhiqiu a dead person?

"But what if he drives Zhenniang away."

"He can't beat me."

"But in case he's put on guard."

"This other courtyard is my mother's place, listen to me."

There are so many "but just in case", the wife and the gentleman are serious couples, okay! Zhenniang couldn't listen anymore, but her wife still explained it to Song Shiyi in a good voice.Why can't she see that her wife is such a crooked person.

It's still the vixen who is very capable, and the whole family is fascinated by her.

"But what if..." Song Jie wanted to continue to play, but Song Ze covered his mouth.

"Come back soon, wait for me obediently."

Zhenniang couldn't help shivering, this...this is still her wife.

Song said that she would be back soon, but it was really soon, Song Jie got into the quilt and lay down, and she came back with the cold wind.

Yes, Song Ze and Zhenniang went out on the front foot, and Song Jie put on his clothes and shoes on the back foot and followed.She was [-] times worried about that bitch.And Song Ze's tone of voice to her just now was gentle and gentle, as if something good was about to happen, and now that bitch has ruined it.

It has to be said that Song Jie has always been very accurate in guessing about bitches.

Yu Ganguo really asked Song Ze to go to bed with him. When Song Ze heard this, his face immediately pulled down.