Chapter 14 Dogs know how to protect food, you are worse than dogs
Song Shishan's eyebrows were lowered, as if a storm was about to come, and he told the guard: "In the future, don't let women like this who can't dress well come to me."
The guard was about to make fun of the handsome man, but when he saw the handsome face, he finally saluted him with a military salute and said loudly: "Yes!"
Song Shishan waited for her to come to him, fearing that this woman would not move away even if he waited until he died.
Really unable to consume her anymore, he got up and walked towards her.
Passing by a vase from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties on the ground, I kicked it without thinking. The vase immediately shattered on the floor.
When I walked to Liang Yueying, I saw that her lips were stained with cream and there was a white tint hanging from the corner of her mouth. She felt that it was more tempting than cake.
Song Shishan raised his hand very informally, and dropped his rough palm, mercilessly running over her lips and wiping away the cream stains on the corners of her mouth.
The next moment, he grabbed the cake from her hand and ordered, "The Western pastries at the dinner are not delicious, so we have removed them. We will serve Huaiyang cuisine."
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, the guard immediately went down to take care of things.
Seeing that the cake was taken away from her, Liang Yueying immediately widened her eyes and said dissatisfied: "Why are you so domineering?"
If he doesn't think it tastes good, he will go find something else by himself and interfere with other people's tastes.
Angrily, Song Shishan stretched out his hand to grab the cake, but Song Shishan had already raised the cake.
Most of the men in the North were tall. Liang Yueying only hated that she could only reach the top of his head when she stretched out her hand. She even stood on tiptoe and couldn't grab what she wanted.
She had to fight him hard today, otherwise she would be bullied by him for the rest of her life when she married into the handsome man's house.
Immediately he stood up, knelt on his knees, and went to grab his own cake.
Feeling the softness on her chest, I couldn't help but feel another wave of excitement.
Liang Yueying didn't know all his dirty thoughts. When she saw that she was about to touch the tray, Song Shishan had already changed hands and stuffed the remaining half of her meal into her mouth.
Afraid that she would fall, he hugged her waist. Liang Yueying was so angry that her eyes were red, she reached out and patted the big palm holding her waist, and said:
"Can you please be reasonable? You're the one who says it's not delicious, and you're the one who eats it. And...and I've already eaten this cake, and it's stained with my saliva, and you still eat it!"
He was clearly trying to reason with this duplicitous King of Yama, but for no apparent reason, his face turned red.
Song Shishan saw that she finally had some reaction, and her face was no longer as cold as ice.
Even when he looks angry, he still feels a little cute.
Most of the haze in my heart was gone, and I sarcastically said: "Little thing, do you still know how to protect your food?"
Liang Yueying was very unconvinced by his teasing, and immediately pushed back, "All dogs know how to protect their food!"
The more Song Shishan looked at this little pepper, the more he liked it. Finally, a smile overflowed from his lips, and there was a hint of doting in his tone that he had not even noticed:
"Then someone snatches your man, why don't you know how to protect him?"
Seeing that she didn't talk to her, Song Shishan was not embarrassed.
Soon, he took out a pistol from his waist and forced it into her hand: "I'll give it to you."
This woman who dared to shoot in the theater deserves to be his woman.
Liang Yueying never expected that her female classmates would receive rings when they were proposed to, and that she was given a pistol when she was forcibly married.
Then I heard him say casually: "When I take you back to Jiangbei, I will teach you target practice. From now on, if you aim at other people's chests, they will miss. If you tell me, you will be laughed at and said that I, Song Shishan, trained a woman."
, is a straw bag."
Liang Yueying paused slightly, holding the gun with the remaining warmth of his body, and said in surprise:
"Were you there at the theater that day? Did you go to see Boss Zhang?"