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Chapter 415, the car is moving

Although Song Yuxiang asked Ye Qiu to send her home on the grounds that she was drunk and could not drive, after she got on the bus, she not only did not feel drunk at all, but was in a very good state of mind. Qiu's eyes cut through water, her black eyes were so bright, and her little mouth was whispering.

"Ye Qiu, I have always wanted to ask you, who did you learn your kung fu from?"

"Old man."

"Who is the old man? Is he very powerful? When did you start learning kung fu? I heard that practicing martial arts is very tiring, right?"

"Master. Awesome. Four years old. Yes."

Song Yuxiang glared at Ye Qiu fiercely, and when he looked at him driving attentively, his mood improved for no reason, and said with a smile: "Ye Qiu, are you here in Suhang this time for the Guo family? How long will you stay? Will you be able to call your sister out for dinner tomorrow at noon? "

"There is something to do tomorrow at noon." Ye Qiu refused. The old man and Tie Niu are coming tomorrow, and he must go to the train station to greet him.

Song Yuxiang's face froze, and then he smiled and said, "It's okay. Tomorrow night is OK. It's okay tonight, right?"

"There is something to do in the evening," said Ye Qiu. Although the old man will arrive at noon tomorrow, he will accompany him to Xishan Sanatorium to visit Tang Buyi's condition in the afternoon. I don't know if he can undergo surgery at night.

Song Yuxiang's face was pale in an instant, he pursed his lips tightly, stared at Ye Qiu fiercely, and his little face looked as if he was about to cry.

"Ye Qiu, do you hate me very much?" Song Yuxiang said, biting his thin lips. He felt so wronged. He didn't know what was going on, and his eyes became moist.

Song Fuxiang is a willful but extremely strong girl. She usually doesn't want others to cry. In her eyes, she thinks that it is a manifestation of the weak.

Unexpectedly, my tears will flow down uncontrollably today.

Fables don't cry.

Don't cry.

Song Yuyan grabbed the thighs under his skirt tightly, and his fingernails dyed into royal blue pinched the flesh on his thighs and felt ache. He raised his face and wanted to pour back the tears that were about to burst out from his eyes.

"Song Fuyan, you must always hold your head up and be a human being. You must not be looked down upon by others." Song Fuyan said to himself fiercely in his heart.

Although Ye Qiu did not look at Song Fuxiang's expression, she could feel her sadness at this moment, or her emotions were out of control. She sighed softly and said, "No."

"No? Your expression makes me feel very annoying. If you don't want to be with me, just say it, I didn't pull you." Song Yuxiang's voice was almost crying.

Feeling tears were about to flow out again, Song Yuxiang shouted loudly: "You don't need to send me home. Stop the car. Park for me."

"You can't stop now." Ye Qiu looked at the traffic behind him and refused.

"I'm going to park. I don't want to see you again. Don't you hate me? I hate you now. Don't see you every minute or second." Song Yuxiang grabbed the steering wheel and wanted to hit the steering wheel aside. After Ye Qiu pushed it away, she stretched out her foot to step on the brakes.

Ga-----

The car paused suddenly and rushed forward at a faster speed.

It was because Ye Qiu pushed her legs away with her feet, and she accidentally stepped on the accelerator.

"Are you a woman crazy?" Ye Qiu was shocked and sweated. Fortunately, he had good driving skills, otherwise, their sudden parking on the main road would be rear-ended by the car behind him.

Ye Qiu was wary of Song Yuxiang making trouble again, while driving the car quickly. In a blink of an eye, he turned out of the main road and drove the car to the edge of the West Lake.

After stopping the car, Ye Qiu rubbed his arm that was scratched by Song Yuxiang and said with some distress: "I don't hate you. I just don't know what kind of identity we should face you."

Their relationship is complicated.

I said I was an ordinary friend, but I had a relationship.

It’s said it’s a lover relationship, but it doesn’t have the feeling of spiritual desires and fusion.

Stranger-----Isn't this nonsense?

"I don't know how to face it? Are you escaping? What are you escaping? We are women, we are all afraid, what are you afraid of?" Song Yuxiang shouted loudly.

"I'm not escaping. I just don't know how to deal with it. You---and your sister, how should we get along with each other? You should know that I have a girlfriend." Ye Qiu said to Song Fuxiang.

The West Lake in the night only reveals its face hazy, without colorful lines, and there is no decoration. Against the backdrop of the flickering lights by the lake, everything can only see a rough outline. Even the weeping willow branches hanging to the roof of the car are straight lines.

It was already late at night, and people rarely saw people in the lake tiles that were so popular during the day. The sound of car horns in the distance showed the tranquility and softness here.

I have to say that this is a good place to talk about love.

No wonder people say that the West Lake is not as good as the West Lake when you are rainy, and the West Lake is not as good as the West Lake when you are rainy.

At that time, there were flower boats on West Lake at night, and those women who were selling themselves but not doing their own skills were attracting guests on the boat. How could the experience our ancestors had found over thousands of years be wrong?

"Of course I know you have a girlfriend. I also know you have several girlfriends." Song Yuxiang said with a sneer.

Unexpectedly, my old lady was exposed. Ye Qiu was embarrassed and didn't speak.

After a while of silence, Song Yuxiang continued: "Do you feel wronged? Are you afraid that we will bother you? Ye Qiu, why are you so mean to be a fool of us?"

"Yes. I admit, I'm not a lady from a family, nor am I a good girl. I like pranks and I can scold people. But so what? Can you deny that I wasn't a virgin when I was sleeping with you?"

"I'm a woman. Even if I don't take that film seriously, I'll give it to someone for no reason for the first time. Wouldn't I be sad? Wouldn't I feel sorry? I don't feel at all?"

"The situation was very critical at that time-----"

Song Fuxiang interrupted Ye Qiu's explanation and said, "I know. The situation was very dangerous at that time. Maybe this is the best solution. Indeed, I admit that compared to losing that membrane, I am more afraid of death. I am unwilling to send my body into a large stove and burn it to ashes, and I am also afraid of the feeling of lying alone on the ground alone-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ye Qiu's hard heart seemed to be poked hard by some sharp weapon, and began to hurt. Song Yuxiang's anger suddenly knocked open Ye Qiu's fortress fortresses that were guarding him, making him feel ashamed.

It turns out that I still haven't started to understand women.

I always thought they were bad women, I always thought they were women who put interests first, and I always thought they were women who did not know how to be reserved----

Unexpectedly, this is all my self-righteousness.

The facts are exactly the opposite of these imaginations.

"I'm sorry. I didn't expect this to be like this." Ye Qiu said apologetically. Seeing Song Yuxiang sobbing silently, he began to feel heartbroken.

But just now, he kept thinking about sending this troublesome woman back so that he could go back to sleep.

"You don't need to say sorry to me. I don't want to hear this either. What's the use of saying this? Can you give me my hymen back? Can you think nothing has happened?"

“------”

Ye Qiu was sweating. Could it be that everyone in Suhang called her "little witch". Women of such a disaster level did not dare to provoke them? Now they deeply understand their difficulties.

I'm afraid I'll be awakened by her words in my dreams.

"Then what do you mean?" Ye Qiu asked carefully.

"What I mean is, you can't be nice to me? When you see me, you don't look at me sternly. When I ask you to send me home, you should show a very flattering expression. Take the initiative to find topics to me, ask me what I like to eat, and buy it for me----Are you used to being chased by women, so you don't know how to please women?"

"Aren't women just used to spoil? You are a man and always letting women give you, so you don't feel sorry for you?"

Ye Qiu was speechless when asked, and sweated all over. Tonight, the young girl completely subverted his view of love.

Originally, he had been living in a daze in his relationship, acting completely according to his own feelings. If he liked, he would be together. If he didn't like, he would stay away from him. However, he did not consider the feelings of the girls at all.

Thinking of the selfless dedication of the outstanding girls such as Lan Kexin and Ran Dongye, Ye Qiu's heart was so painful that he wanted to slap himself a few times.

"I understand." Ye Qiu said gratefully. "But I really have something to do tomorrow. This time I come to Suzhou and Hangzhou, there are many things to deal with. When I finish my work, can I invite you to dinner?"

"Well. Yes, that's what you should do. Hehe, okay, you can send me home now." Song Yuxiang said with satisfaction.

Ye Qiu nodded, started the car, and soon arrived at the door of the villa where the Song sisters lived alone.

"Ye Qiu, you didn't drive yourself, drive my car back." Song Yuxiang did not get out of the car, but said to Ye Qiu with a smile.

"No need. I'll just take a taxi back. Walk ahead for a while and there will be a taxi."

"It's okay. Why are you so polite? I got off the car and I'll leave it for you. It's time for you to deliver it to me when you have time." Song Yuxiang pushed open the car door and waved his hand and said.

"Okay." Ye Qiu agreed.

Suddenly, Song Yuxiang closed the open car door with a 'slam' again.

When Ye Qiu asked her what was going on, the girl suddenly rushed up, hugged Ye Qiu's neck and started kissing wildly.

A little lilac snake rushed in when Ye was stunned, then rushed forward and absorbed the juice from Ye Qiu's mouth with all his might.

The girl's tongue was soft and smooth, with a faint smell of lilac, mixed with the smell of red wine. Even though her movements were not superb, it still made Ye Qiu's body revival bit by bit.

As Ye Qiu said when he educated Tang Guo: Passion can be regained with the help of external forces under the embrace and friction of each other.

Ye Qiu felt that she was very passionate now.

"Ye Qiu. I like you. I like you a little." Song Yuxiang and Ye Qiu had a fierce French kiss, and when they were free to breathe, they said vaguely.

"Ye Qiu had just answered, and Song Yuxiang rushed forward even wildly...

"In the car - is it a bit inappropriate?" Ye Qiu looked at the surrounding environment and said with some concern.

Although this is a villa area with a unique building, and each villa is very far away. It is not necessarily that someone will come out to peek at it in the middle of the night.

But----Ye Qiu feels that he is a traditional man.

I drove to someone’s door and started doing it. How embarrassed I was to be seen?

"What are you afraid of? How can you be someone now? Besides, the car window is stuck, and you can't see anything from outside." Song Yuxiang said breathlessly, his pretty face flushed, and the water in his eyes was about to drip out. He went to untire Ye Qiu's belt with both hands. Unexpectedly, the tighter and tighter the girl was crying quickly. "What are you doing this broken belt? I don't care, you untire it yourself. I don't know if I have drunk too much wine, or because I'm too excited today----I want to have sex with you now."

Ye Qiu wanted to resist again, but unexpectedly, Song Fuxiang hit his fatal hole with one sentence.

"Besides, you haven't done it with my sister in the car?"

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Ye Qiu was speechless...

The car is shaking.

On the balcony on the two floors of the villa, a plump woman stood in the corner of the shadow, looked at the car at the door, and complained softly: "Why is this crazy girl in the car-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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