The last thing Song Ximin regrets in her life is to make such a bet with his own group of bad friends. Not only did he lose the bet miserably, but he also had to fulfill his promise after the bet miserably: that is to pursue Lu Nianchen. Shu Jun was slow to beat him.

If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have drunk it if I was beaten to death that night, and naturally I wouldn't have agreed to the promise after losing the bet without being awake. .

"So, are you fulfilling the promise after losing the bet? Are you not really going to pursue Nian Chen?"

After stopping Song Ximin's explanation, Sui Xinlei suddenly realized and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. What Song Ximin didn't know was that when she called and said she wanted to pursue Lu Nianchen just now, Sui Xinlei was really shocked.

It’s not that I don’t agree with them being together, but I just think that the personality differences between the two people are too big: If Song Ximin is fire, then Lu Nianchen is Bing, and Ice and Fire are incompatible. It’s hard for Sui Xinlei to imagine that two people are together?

Moreover, Sui Xinlei knows Lu Nianchen, and Song Ximin is not the type Lu Nianchen likes.

Fortunately, what Song Ximin said is not true.

"Yes! It's so miserable!"

When she thought of the bet, Song Ximin was extremely sad and lay on the back of the sofa with her head hanging down. And when she thought of that night, she was so upset.

"Then you can't be serious, you don't have to fulfill your bet!"

Sui Xinlei smiled while placing the bowls and chopsticks.

"How can that work!"

Hearing Sui Xinlei's words, Song Ximin suddenly flicked and sat up from the sofa.

"I don't want to be laughed at by those bad friends. Since I have made a bet, I must fulfill it."

Those hateful bad friends knew that they had a bad impression of Lu Nianchen, so they unanimously believed that they could not catch up with Lu Nianchen. It was so annoying that her dignified eldest lady of the Song family should not be looked down upon by these bad friends, so She must chase after Lu Nianchen.

Song Ximin looked at Sui Xinlei extremely seriously, and this seriousness made Sui Xinlei very sure that this time, Song Ximin was really going to chase Lu Nianchen.

"Can……"

Sui Xinlei also wanted to dissuade Song Ximin, but was interrupted by Song Ximin:

"So, Sister Xinlei, if you want to help me this time, you can only help me!"

Song Ximin knew that Sui Xinlei and Lu Nianchen had a relationship. Not only were they from the same university, but they were also Song Ximin's seniors. Now they were the relationship between superiors and subordinates. So Sui Xinlei should know more or less about Lu Nianchen.

Although she doesn't have a good impression of Lu Nianchen, she even says she hates her, for her own face, this time, Song Ximin can only bite the bullet and go out. Even if she shows off her strength, she can't lose the Song family in front of those bad friends. The face of the young lady.

As the saying goes: Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. Getting information about Lu Nianchen from Sui Xinlei and understanding this man is already half the victory. In addition, his pretty good appearance, Song Ximin is quite confident. Chased Lu Nianchen within three months.

Song Ximin's request really made Sui Xinlei feel embarrassed and frowned. She didn't know how to answer.

"Ximin..."

"Sister Xinlei, please come on!"

Song Ximin looked pitiful, her hands folded, and made a gesture of worship.

"Sister Xinlei, please help me!" Xi Song was confused.

Just as Sui Xinlei was hesitating, Song Chenyang came back at this time. The moment he opened the door, he happened to see the two women in the room at this moment.

And it happened that Song Chenyang could hear the last sentence that Song Ximin said clearly.

"It's really rare. Our Miss Song also has time to ask for help,"

Song Chenyang was teasing while changing his shoes, and it seemed that he was in a good mood.

"I want to know what happened to stump our eldest lady of the Song family? Huh?"

After changing his shoes, Song Chenyang loosened the tie hanging between his neck while walking towards the sofa in the center of the living room, and asked Song Ximin quips.

"I want Sister Xinlei to help me chase Lu Nianchen."

He spoke quickly for a moment, and Song Ximin said that.

However, Song Ximin's answer made Song Chenyang's move to put the briefcase in his hand aside on the sofa. He was stunned for a moment, but his amber eyes couldn't help but turn and think about standing at the dining table.

Sui Xinlei, who was placing bowls and chopsticks.

While Song Chenyang looked at Sui Xinlei, Sui Xinlei also happened to look at him. The eyes of the two people met in the air, and Song Chenyang saw the embarrassment in her eyes, and Sui Xinlei also saw the unknown emotion in Song Chenyang's eyes.

Inexplicably, Sui Xinlei turned her head quickly and pretended to ignore her; while Song Chenyang also turned his gaze back and placed the briefcase in his hand on the sofa beside him with traces of traces.

The silent movements of the two people were not discovered by Song Ximin.

"Sister Xinlei, I'm so hungry. Can I have a meal now?"

Touching his stomach, Song Ximin said to Sui Xinlei, who had just come out of the kitchen and served two dishes of dishes.

Thinking that she hadn't had a day because of this upset bet, Song Ximin was really hungry now. And she also understood one thing: only by filling her stomach first can she have the strength to fight. 14938775

"Yeah, that's OK."

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The meal was finally over, but Sui Xinlei never felt that eating a meal was a torment for him?

While having dinner, Song Ximin's topic was always around "Lu Nianchen's preferences", asking if he was so embarrassed.

After a meal, she almost lowered her head and finished the meal in the bowl. When she looked up occasionally, she tried not to let her eyes contact Song Chenyang, who was sitting opposite her.

Song Ximin didn't know what he had to do with Lu Nianchen, but Song Chenyang knew it, and he knew it very well.

Just now, Song Chenyang had been eating silently at the dining table. Moreover, after eating, he went to the study and had never come out until now.

Inexplicably, Sui Xinlei felt a little strange, as if she had made a mistake and was a little depressed.

Song Chenyang did not come out in the study, and Song Ximin said that he had gone out on a date. The whole room suddenly became quiet, and only the sink on the glass counter in the kitchen made a "waving" sound of running water.

Sui Xinlei, her hands were covered with white foam, mechanically washing dishes one after another. However, her thoughts were a little distracted.

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"ah!"

Sui Xinlei instinctively let out a scream of exclamation after her waist was suddenly entangled.

"What are you thinking so trance? Huh?"

Song Chenyang hugged Sui Xinlei from behind, and his two strong and powerful arms hugged Sui Xinlei's waist tightly. His face was close to Sui Xinlei and rubbed ambiguously. His low voice sounded in the kitchen.

The back was against Song Chenyang's strong chest, and his low voice came from behind him, and his warm lips were on his cheeks.

The horror finally came to an end. Being held by Song Chenyang intimately made Sui Xinlei a little shy and her ears felt a little hot.

"You want to help Ximin chase Song Chenyang?"

Song Chenyang's lips swept across Sui Xinlei's cheek intentionally or unintentionally, and asked intentionally or unintentionally.

How did Sui Xinlei answer this, so she had to remain silent. However, Sui Xinlei's silence was understood by someone as another meaning, a meaning that made people jealous.

"In my arms, don't think of other men!"

Another man? What does Song Chenyang mean? Sui Xinlei was still wondering, but heard the man behind him sigh again.

I just heard that Song Ximin asked Sui Xinlei to help her chase Lu Nianchen. When Sui Xinlei said Lu Nianchen's preferences so easily, for no reason, Song Chenyang felt very uncomfortable in one part of his heart. It seemed, sour.

A gentle whisper was a man's domineering declaration in Sui Xinlei's eyes: What does it mean to not think of other men in his arms? Other men? Who? Lu Nianchen? She didn't.

However, at the same moment, a thought flashed through Sui Xinlei's mind, and then Sui Xinlei spoke:

"Are you jealous?"

Sui Xinlei just asked a question with an idea, but didn't want to hear an unexpected affirmation:

"Yes! I'm jealous."

This vinegar jar was knocked over just now on the dining table. 10gfz.

So, Song Chenyang pulled Sui Xinlei's body over and let her face him face to face:

"You are mine, you are not allowed to think of other men."

Once again, Song Chenyang domineeringly declared his sovereignty and ownership of Sui Xinlei.

His eyes were staring firmly at the little woman being held by him, for fear that he would miss all the expressions on her face by accident.

It was supposed to be happy, listening to Song Chenyang's declaration of love, but why does it sound so awkward? What does it mean to be his? He is not an item. Sui Xinlei pouted slightly without consent:

"I'm not..." Before the word "item" was said, someone's mouth was blocked. You couldn't say what you wanted to say, and you could only hear a "whip-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-wo

The smooth glass table in the kitchen reflects a picture of love: the woman's hands are wrapped around the man's neck, while the man's hands are wrapped around the woman's thin waist, and the two of them hugged and kissed each other.

Song Chenyang used his practical actions to prove that the little woman in his arms was his own. He used his domineering tenderness to make Sui Xinlei his own little by little; and Sui Xinlei also responded from the beginning to the beginning of resisting and gradually taking the initiative.

The white foam on the hands stained whose clothes, who was whose, and who was jealous, seemed to have become less important. What was important was that the two loving hearts walked together.
Chapter completed!