Chapter 97 The car was going too fast, she couldn't keep up
She is indeed a star.
What a precise adjective!
Song Xi sighed, "I didn't expect that your sponsor is Xie Qingcheng."
She thought that anyone who could reach the position of Mingcan's financial sponsor must be a serious and steady business tycoon.
Xie Qingcheng's temperament is not like that of a capital tycoon.
Like a cynical rich young man.
It turns out that the young master also has such powerful resources.
Song Xi was a little curious: "Did you get that interview opportunity last time?"
Mingcan: “I got it.”
When she mentioned this, she gritted her teeth and said, "You bastard, you wasted all my time in bed. You tore up my four battle robes, replaced the sofa cushions, and threw away all the carpets."
Song Xi: Oh my god.
Sister, this is not a no-man's land.
"Be careful what you say and do!" she reminded quickly.
Mingcan didn't care at all. He turned around and asked, "What about you? Did you try the two battle robes I gave you last time? How were the results? How many times did the Big Bad Wolf eat them in one night?"
Song Xi's face turned pale when he heard this.
Mingcan not only shared his own affairs, but also asked about her affairs in return.
The car was going so fast that she couldn't keep up.
"Come on, you're already married, why are you shy? I won't tell anyone. I have so much experience, so I can help you analyze the state of your relationship with your spouse."
Hearing the words "analyzing the relationship between husband and wife", Song Xi was shaken.
She looked around, secretly raised her hand, and firmly extended three fingers.
Three times in total!
Isn’t it scary!
Mingcan: “…”
"Is he not capable?"
Song Xi: “?”
Mingcan propped up his chin, his delicate and beautiful face full of confusion: "As a man, at the age of being as fierce as a wolf and a tiger, facing the attack of his wife's battle robe, he didn't even stay up all night, nor did he have the record of seven wolves."
"Is it his problem or your charm?"
"Didn't you resort to any tricks?"
"Boring, only knows how to hum, doesn't know how to please, like a piece of wood?"
A series of questions made Song Xi's head buzz.
Huh? Huh? Huh?
He's already so fierce, and she still wants to cater to him?
Is that still possible?
Just spend the rest of your life in bed.
Are there any normal men who do this so many times?
Mingcan can’t be the only sponsor, right?
Mingcan told her very firmly: "Yes! Normal men have sex seven times! Otherwise, they are unqualified and have health problems!"
"It's so little now, what will you do in two years? Will you be a widow?"
"Sisters, take advantage of the present moment to discover and solve problems. If there is a disease, treat it. If there is a remedy, make up for it. Do you understand?"
Song Xi listened to these words and fell into deep thought.
Isn't this an exaggeration in novels?
When did it become a realistic standard?
She suspected that she had been fooled by Mingcan.
She used her unique method to shut Mingcan's mouth.
"Eat cherries?"
"eat."
"Where's the yogurt?"
"drink."
…
Three men took action and set up three tents respectively.
The distance is very far and they do not interfere with each other.
Mingcan left after the tent was set up. From a distance, Xie Qingcheng's casual and disrespectful arm was placed on her waist, as if squeezing it.
A man who is in a mess.
Song Xi silently looked away, dragged her moisture-proof mat, found a quiet and shady piece of grass, lay down and felt the nature.
Jing Zhuo found her in a bush, took off his windbreaker, covered her with it, and lay down with her.
The mat was very big, and the two people sat side by side, with leaves swaying above their heads and the smell of fresh grass at the tip of their noses.
"I thought a big director like you wouldn't come out to play." Song Xi spoke to him lazily.
“I didn’t really know how to do that before.”
Jing Zhuo narrowed his eyes and said, "But I see that girls all like to camp outdoors, eat and drink. The scenery here is beautiful, with mountains and water. I thought you would like it."
"You really understand me." Song Xi sighed.
Jing Zhuo curled his lips and raised his hand to rub her head.
He remembered the summer vacations during the years when Song Xi came to live in Beijing. Every summer, she and Zhang Hening would go to the mountains to escape the heat for a few days.
Zhang Hening’s circle of friends is full of their travel photos.
That’s the kind of scenery in those pictures.
But most of them are beautiful photos of Zhang Hening himself, with one or two group photos mixed in.
She rarely appears on camera, but Jing Zhuo still took pictures of her one by one, in corners, in the circle of friends, in Zhang Hening's graduation photos, and in the family group, compiling a whole album.
"Want to take a picture?" he asked.
Song Xi blinked and took out his phone: "Okay."
This time it was another selfie. The two of them were lying on the grass, facing the camera and making silly faces.
After taking several photos in a row, Song Xi became addicted to it and her occupational disease kicked in. She simply got up from the mat and started her artistic creation facing Jing Zhuo.
Green grass, green trees, handsome guys outdoors, so many photos!
If we don’t shoot, we will lose 100 million.
Not far away, Cen Jin leaned against the off-road vehicle, a cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes at the remaining two couples, and chuckled.
This pair is pure in love in front of others, but they act like fools behind others' backs.
Another couple does it in front of people and behind people.
He is left...
He makes noises in front of people and behind their backs.
This man is a headache.
He yelled into the tent at the top of his voice, "Chu Tang, come out and play after chatting with your little sister, and don't say bad things about me again."
A girl's arrogant voice was heard from the tent.
"snort!"
On the other side, Song Xi had a great time taking photos.
Jing Zhuo pulled her back, took out a bag of snacks and spread it on the mat, then handed her a bottle of lemon soda and a box of jelly.
Song Xi saw the packaging at first sight and was stunned.
"How do you know I like this?"
This brand and flavor are very unpopular and generally not known to many people.
"I've seen it in the camping photos on Zhang Hening's WeChat Moments." Jing Zhuo helped her open the package.
ah……
That was many years ago.
It has been at least five or six years since Song Xi started college and hasn't eaten this brand of jelly.
He suddenly remembered.
And this brand hasn’t closed down yet!?
Song Xi lowered her head and took a sip, her eyes shining. It was still the taste she remembered.
She took another sip of lemonade, refreshing!
It is also the taste of summer in my memory.
Noticing that Jing Zhuo was staring at her, Song Xi paused and handed the drink to him.
"Would you like a sip? It's a bit sour though, you might not like it very much."
"It's okay, just dilute it."
"What?"
Before she could come to her senses, the man grabbed the back of Song Xi's neck, pressed her into his arms, and his lips fell on her.
A faint sour taste lingered between their lips.
It was not until a very long time later that Jing Zhuo slowly let her go and licked his lips.
"Yes, it tastes just right."
Song Xi: “…”
How come you also learned to change colors from them?
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