"This is not the same kind of luck." Lan Feiyang curled his lips and smiled, "At least I haven't met the girl I like so far."
"Hey, didn't you say you like a girl like Yu Hanxin? Why don't you go after her?"
Lan Feiyang couldn't help but shake his head: "People look down on me."
The sour tone made Song Jiajia mistakenly think that he had really been rejected. She said apologetically: "I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter." Lan Feiyang shook his head and didn't say anything else the whole time.
Song Jiajia, who was quiet by nature, had no words to say.
Lan Feiyang took Song Jiajia to Room 8815, his residence at the Samsung Hotel. However, he did not say that this was his residence, and Song Jiajia thought this was the place where he arranged to meet Lan Feiyang.
"Feiyang, I've picked him up for you." Lan Feiyang shouted deliberately as soon as he opened the door.
Song Jiajia hurriedly walked into the room and saw an open laptop on the bed, but Lan Feiyang was nowhere to be seen. She couldn't help shouting: "Lan Feiyang."
"Hey, I'm in the bathroom. Cousin, thank you." Lan Feiyang's voice came from the bathroom as he entered.
"My brother, why are you so polite?" Lan Feiyang said as he quickly exchanged looks with Yang Lan who quietly opened the bathroom door.
"Then you can talk, and I won't interrupt you." Tingfeng continued after coming out, then opened the door and went out, and closed the door for them with his backhand.
Lan Feiyang quickly tore off his beard, washed away the yellow foundation and rough color on his face, and then used his consciousness to help, wrapping his right hand in a plaster bandage as fast as lightning, then opened the bathroom door and walked out. "Sorry, it's not quite right.
It’s convenient, so move slowly.”
"It's okay." Song Jiajia looked him up and down and shook her head with a smile.
Lan Feiyang used his left hand to pull Song Jiajia to sit down on the sofa near the window.
Song Jiajia saw that Lan Feiyang's right hand was covered with plaster and it was difficult to move around, so she asked softly: "Is it better?"
"Of course it's better." Lan Feiyang stroked her beautiful cheek with his left hand and nodded, "Don't worry, I'm strong and will get better faster than ordinary people."
"That's good." Song Jiajia couldn't help but lean on his left arm.
"What's your emergency?" Lan Feiyang asked.
"I, I don't know how to tell you." Song Jiajia hesitated to speak.
"Just say it directly." Lan Feiyang encouraged.
"I, I'm pregnant."
"What?!" Lan Feiyang was shocked. No? This one has just been dealt with and another one is coming?
However, this one is different. This is my own woman’s child!
"I'm sorry, I really don't know what to do." Song Jiajia's eyes suddenly turned red.
"It's okay." Lan Feiyang stretched out his left arm to hug her into his arms, "It's my fault that I caused you to suffer and be afraid."
"Then you don't care?" Song Jiajia raised her head and asked. She wanted to see his expression clearly.
"What do you care? You are my girlfriend, and he is our child. We can give him life, or we can choose to end his life. He came at the wrong time, a few years too early. Tell him to go back first, a few years too late.
Come again."
"Feiyang!" Seeing how tenderly he said it, Song Jiajia couldn't help but burst into tears and fell on his shoulder.
Lan Feiyang patted her back with his left hand as if to comfort her. After a while, Song Jiajia raised her head, held Lan Feiyang's face with her tender hands, then raised her head and slowly pressed her delicate red lips to his.
On the lips.
Lan Feiyang, who was filled with guilt, kissed her passionately without realizing it. He pried open her teeth and tasted her soft tongue with the tip of his tongue.
In the entanglement, Lan Feiyang's lower abdomen began to rhythm again. His lips began to slide down to Song Jiajia's suet-like neck.
She is his own woman, and now she is pregnant with her own child. Why do I still hesitate? Besides, she has always been willing to give it to him. Lan Feiyang thought about it and started to unbutton her coat.
Song Jiajia immediately understood what he wanted to do, and she cooperated with him to remove her coat.
Looking at her white and tender skin, Lan Feiyang became even more excited. He opened her lace bra and pressed her big white rabbit with his left hand, while his lips went to kiss the other one...
"Uh..." Song Jiajia, whose face was as red as a burning cloud, couldn't help closing her eyes and moaning. Is this what she has been looking forward to recently? It's so itchy, so offensive, so shy, but also sweet...
Although my right hand was in a plaster bandage, it was fine, so I subconsciously helped from time to time.
"Don't touch your injured hand." Song Jiajia couldn't help but remind her softly.
"It's okay, I have a sense of propriety." The last trace of burden was removed. Facing this flawless and beautiful body, Lan Feiyang could no longer control it, so he stood beside the bed and pushed forward proudly.
"Uh..." Song Jiajia couldn't help shouting again, and subconsciously hugged his waist tightly with her hands.
"Does it hurt?" Lan Feiyang asked unconsciously.
Song Jiajia frowned slightly and nodded: "A little bit."
But Lan Feiyang felt particularly comfortable. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her red lips: "Then I'll be gentle."
"No, just feel free to do it." Song Jiajia wanted to give him a good start. This was not the first time for him, so he didn't need to be so cowardly?
As a result, Lan Feiyang went from being cautious to running wildly...
When Pan Feiyang's body was soft enough to rest on her, Lan Feiyang couldn't help but kiss her again excitedly.
"How do you feel?" Song Jiajia, who was exhausted, couldn't help hugging him and asked.
"Very good." Lan Feiyang happily hugged her tender body.
"Is this your first time?" Song Jiajia asked subconsciously.
"..." Lan Feiyang didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"Forget it, I don't have the right to ask." Song Jiajia turned around sadly.
"No." Lan Feiyang pulled over her soft and delicate body, "You are qualified. Let me tell you the truth, the person who forced you to have me on the night of your birthday was me. Don't be surprised, I was raped by someone at that time
I was drugged with aphrodisiacs and hallucinogens. I couldn't control myself."
"Pa..." Song Jiajia couldn't help but turn over and sit up, and gave him an angry mouth, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier? Why? It's made me feel inferior and miserable for so long!"
"I said it." Lan Feiyang was slapped by her and she also hugged him. He covered the corners of his mouth and asked weakly, "Why didn't I say it?"
In fact, it was easy to avoid Song Jiajia's slap, but he was willing to receive her slap and did not use his skills to resist. He felt that he really deserved the slap.
"You said it so lightly, I thought you were trying to comfort me with a high profile!" Song Jiajia stared at him with wide eyes.
"But, the me who was drugged can't be considered the real me!" Lan Feiyang said with a grimace.
"Well, today is the real you? Are you going to deal with me in the future and not take me to heart?" Song Jiajia suddenly tenderly stroked the corners of his bright red mouth and asked.
I didn't expect it was really him! Then I have no regrets. Although I suffered a little hard that night, it was still worth it to get him.