Seeing Ji Tang standing in front of a corridor wall with a long black hair and long skirt, Song Yumo had already walked over with a few seconds later. There was a cover at the position where the two of them were standing. He stretched out his arms to hug her shoulders, and his voice was low: "Are you impatient?"

When the man's cold and familiar breath came over, Ji Tang curled up uncontrollably, and Song Yumo's palm had already slid along her shoulders to her waist and walked towards the elevator together.

I was a little absent-minded and chatted a few simple words.

The temperature was a little cool late at night, and there were fine raindrops floating.

As soon as she walked out of the company building, Song Yumo put her suit jacket on her shoulder. Such considerate behavior finally made Ji Tang focus on him and smile as if nothing had happened.

"I booked a couple's restaurant for dinner, which was in an open air location, but the weather was not good tonight..."

She gently pinched the man's suit fabric with her fingers and finished speaking: "It's better to cook it ourselves. I want to live with you the two-person world with you."

It is rare that Ji Tang would say the love words he could easily be so simple and sincere.

Song Yumo could hardly find a reason to refuse. He opened the car door with a very gentlemanly demeanor and asked her to get in the car first.

The driver followed the instructions and changed course. When passing by the fresh food supermarket halfway, he helped the boss get off the car and buy two bags of ingredients and daily necessities. Soon forty minutes later, Ji Tang took Song Yumo back to her house.

I haven't come here for a long time to check in, and it's dark all around me.

Ji Tang went in first and stretched out his finger to find the switch of the wall, but Song Yumo hugged him from behind and pressed him in front of the shoe cabinet.

Then he lowered his head, breathed warmly on his lips, and he followed him.

He had been kissing him for a long time on the way to pick him up during the morning, and now he came again when he met, and he was so strong that he forced her to open her mouth.

Ji Tang's heart suddenly hopped back. He never thought that he could be so close to Song Yumo as if he was an ordinary man and woman in love. He never thought that he had struggled and hesitated for half a month, and he avoided him without hesitation.

As a result, I found that I had been back to my hometown with Jiang Su, but I had not seen it for only a night. The thoughts that had finally been firm before collapsed in front of Song Yumo in an instant, and were completely disintegrated by longing.

I would like to say that the definition of the relationship with Song Yumo was very vague. At this moment, Ji Tang's thin white fingers tightly held his shirt, and he knew very well that he did not reject such intimacy and was kissed by him.

I kissed for more than ten minutes. Because of Ji Tang's cooperation and obedience, Song Yumo's rationality was not torn apart, and it still existed. Her thin lips touched her earlobe along the corner of her lips. The color in her eyes was so rich that it seemed to have been lit with ink. Her voice pressed down and asked, "Do you like me now?"

Ji Tang was so kissed that he was confused. He passed the words he heard in his mind, but he didn't remember them at all.

Song Yumo only said once, touching the butterfly bone on her back clearly through the fabric. The movement of her long fingers seemed to comfort her breathless mood. She smiled indifferently: "Some things will be done later, and cook first."

Speaking of cooking, Song Yumo is at best at the starting point.

The kitchen light was turned on, and Ji Tang didn't know which cartoon apron was taken out from the corner of the drawer. It was not hers, but Lu Ning bought it before, and he didn't even remove the label.

While she simply tied her black hair up and exposed her smooth forehead, she smiled and tied Song Yumo: "Wash the rice."

I'm afraid no one in the Song family dares to call Song Yumo to do things like this. Not to mention washing rice, it's impossible to pour a cup of tea.

Ji Tang's performance tonight seemed to treat him as an ordinary man and an ordinary husband.

She opened the fresh ingredients bought by the driver, and one of the shopping bags had six packs in it. After watching for two seconds, she took them out as if nothing had happened, walked out of the kitchen, and placed them on the bedside table in the master bedroom.

Song Yumo rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his sturdy forearm, and was really washing rice in front of the sink.

Ji Tang stood in front of the kitchen door and saw this scene. His sense of distance gradually brought him closer.

She did not show any strange emotions, walked over and touched the water with her fingertips, but she subconsciously took a breath because she was scratched by the glass.

Song Yumo looked sideways, noticed her injuries, and his brows frowned: "When did you get hurt?"

It was obviously when he was in the company. During the day, he had not noticed it yet.

Ji Tang said: "It was cut when I picked up the glass, and it only started to hurt now."

What she said was right, it hurt at the time, but he didn't have him.

The finger hurts, and he even tells who is standing beside him.

Ji Tang was immediately taken out of the kitchen by Song Yumo because he had not lived there for a long time and there was no first aid medical box at home.

Song Yumo refused to let her go to accompany her again, and her face looked bad. She touched her cheek with her long finger and said, "There is a pharmacy downstairs. I will come back within ten minutes when I go out. What do I want to eat? Wait for me to do it."

Ji Tang sat obediently on the sofa without moving, but when she saw Song Yumo picking up the key and wallet, her fingers hurt even more, as if pain was seeping out of the gap in the bones, making her face a little pale.

In such a quiet and alone space, Ji Tang received a call from Bai Li on his cell phone.

She walked to the spacious floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, pressed her fingertips to connect, and listened to the phone for a long time.

Bai Li conveyed the meaning very clearly. He had already communicated with Li Zhuozhuo's agent Jin Youhan, which was obviously unhappy. After all, the other party was clearly prepared. He asked Li Zhuozhuo to take the imitation route from the beginning, but now he brought Zhao Yinli to hype it up.

No matter what purpose it is, Ji Tang will be pulled into the water and make him feel fishy.

Bai Li hesitated for two seconds and said on the phone: "No one cares whether Li Zhuozhuo is Yinli's real daughter. This drama is just about who can perform better."

Because of Ji Tang's special identity, Bai Li knew very well that Jin Youhan had grasped this.

If she wants to come out to fight against Li Zhuozhuo, she has to admit that she is Zhao Yinli's biological daughter first. Then the Ji family is the first to disagree, and there is no explanation for the Song family.

Bai Li was silent for a long time and said, "Li Zhuozhuo is not worthy of letting both of us suffer. I will find some time to make Jin Youhan come out to discuss and let her have a condition."

Ji Tang looked at his reflection on the floor-to-ceiling window with dark eyes calmly and said, "I'm afraid it's not that easy."

If Jin Youhan wants benefits, just find them in private.

I also tried my best to praise Li Zhuozhuo. After spending a lot of effort to market it, I will give up easily?

Ji Tang sneered in her heart. If she had made concessions this time, she would probably give in the future.

Bai Li remained silent on the phone until he was about to hang up, and then asked her quietly: "Does Song Yumo know?"

Ji Tang didn't reply, and his fingertips began to feel a bone-to-bone pain.

What Jiang Su said couldn't help but appear in her mind: [Believe it or not, Song Yumo will never choose yours between you and the Song family.]

...The daughter-in-law whom Mrs. Song wants is so perfect that people can't find any shortcomings.

Song Yumo is also a filial son of the Song family. Even though he is a little naive, his mother-son relationship with Mrs. Song is very deep.

These two points made Ji Tang feel uncomfortable and rationally told her that it would be best if the three-year agreement expires, so don’t renew the contract with the Song family. Divorce with a huge amount of property she deserves is the best choice under the trade-offs of interests.

But when she realized she fell in love with this man a little, it seemed extremely difficult when she thought it was simple before.

Ji Tang couldn't cry, he could only laugh.

After talking to Bai Li, Ji Tang originally wanted to call back to Ji's house, but hesitated for two seconds and chose to give up.

There was a sound of the door opening at the entrance. Song Yumo came back from going downstairs to buy medicine. He put the key in the shoe cabinet, and there was a bouquet of ordinary pink roses outside the medicine bag in his hand.

The price is 9 yuan, not her favorite Juliet rose.

Ji Tang cooperated and kissed him on the jaw, blinking: "Thank you, husband."

Song Yumo's personality is not a man who can talk about love. He handed her the rose and said calmly: "I saw a little girl selling roses on the road, and I thought of you."

Ji Tang liked to listen, so he leaned over and kissed him with his red lips.

Song Yumo first resisted her temptation, opened the medicine bag in a reasonable and orderly manner, and applied medicine to her fingertips.

His movements were particularly gentle, and he was cautious in caring for something.

Ji Tang's pupil stared at the man in black and smiled: "Apart from me, have you ever treated other women the same?"

When Song Yumo heard the words, he raised his calm eyes and looked at her without a moment.

Ji Tang really wanted to know what she was to Song Yumo?

It was the wife arranged by the family for him, with a natural sense of responsibility.

- Or a woman who feels a little bit?

She was most afraid of such unclear temptations, so she didn't dare to ask. She pursed her lower lip and said seriously: "Tell you a secret. Before we got married, my brother specially found a very accurate marriage master to calculate, and he said you will be destined to have a second marriage."

“…”

Song Yumo had no expression on his face and had no desire to answer.

Ji Tang joked and snuggled into his arms, whispered: "I'm lying to you."

Song Yumo was very calm and gentle to avoid the wound on her hand, with a mediocre tone: "I have never treated other women like this, I have never kissed anyone other than you, had gone to bed, and even believed every word she said easily."

All of these were experienced in Ji Tang.

She suddenly felt a fever in her heart and looked at Song Yumo's eyes, vaguely feeling of affection from his eyes.

After a while, Song Yumo lowered his head and kissed her. Every word in the gap clearly showed his attitude. It could also be said that he deliberately seduced her to give her sincerity: "You can try to rely on me and hand over yourself to your lover who has been with you for three years--"

Ji Tang knows very well:
Chapter completed!