Chapter 410 What's good
Shi Yan raised her eyes and stared at him. What was good about this?
It's clearly hooliganism.
Inexplicably, Shi Yan didn't rush to push him away or avoid him today. She frowned and asked him, "Where is good?"
"Act like a spoiled child, roll around, whatever you want."
"Song Yuchen, do you have a tendency to self-abuse?"
Song Yuchen curled his lips slightly, his eyes blurred, "Only for you."
His eyes were soaked with alcohol, and the wet eyes were mixed with lust. The longer his gaze stayed on Shi Yan's face, the deeper and more lustful he felt.
There were so many that Song Yuchen could hardly hold them back.
His throat slid open, afraid of scaring Shi Yan, so he let go of her and said, "Go to bed early."
Shi Yan watched him sway slightly as he turned and walked into the room. Her heart seemed to be teased by something, "You, don't you want to sober up?"
"Just sleep."
"Let me make you a hangover soup."
How could Song Yuchen possibly refuse Shi Yan?
When Shi Yan came to the door again with the ingredients, she felt like she was selling herself.
She occupied Song Yuchen's kitchen, and the furniture and decoration in the house were designed by Shi Yan herself.
The room was no longer as cold as before, and there was a hint of homeliness in it.
Shi Yan stared at the fire in the stove and lowered her eyes.
What was Song Yuchen's life like before? He didn't seem to care much about life.
Don’t all those rich people on TV have some mental illness?
For example, stomach problems and weird special hobbies.
Song Yuchen seemed to have none of them.
His stomach problems started after his divorce.
From this point of view, Song Yuchen seems to be almost the same as a normal person?
"What are you thinking about? So engrossed?"
A big hand reached out and turned off the fire for Shi Yan, and Shi Yan then realized that the soup was ready.
Song Yuchen's breath disappeared instantly.
Shi Yan served the soup and brought it over. "Wait a moment, it's a little hot."
Song Yuchen leaned his head on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest, "Yeah."
He had a terrible headache and really couldn't take care of Shi Yan, but he was afraid of neglecting Shi Yan, so Song Yuchen opened his eyes with difficulty.
"Are you sleepy? Go back and rest."
"What's your current situation?"
"Well enough."
Shi Yan stood there hesitating for a long time, thinking and hesitating.
Song Yuchen slowly closed his eyes. He could smell the soup and the room was quiet.
There were only sporadic footsteps.
"You can take one of the keys to the door."
"The house is already renovated, what else do you want to do for me?"
The voice was so close that Song Yuchen couldn't help but open his eyes and stare at Shi Yan in front of him.
Shi Yan felt a little embarrassed when he stared at her.
She coughed and tentatively stretched out her hand, "Do you have a headache? Let me give you a massage."
"good."
Shi Yan moved gently. She said that her father often got drunk when she was a child, and that was how she got her headaches.
Song Yuchen had never heard Shi Yan talk about her family before, and he listened carefully.
Shi Yan stopped talking.
"Then he turned bad."
"Shi Yan."
"Um?"
Shi Yan stopped what she was doing, Song Yuchen took her hand and asked her to sit over.
For some unknown reason, Shi Yan Gui actually listened to him.
Or maybe she didn't want to push Song Yuchen away at all.
His body temperature was burning hot, and the two looked into each other's eyes, filled with affection.
Song Yuchen lifted Shi Yan's chin and stared greedily at her lips.
Shi Yan clenched her hands nervously.
"Song Yuchen."
Her voice became inexplicably hoarse.
The smell of alcohol passed back and forth between the two people's mouths, and Shi Yan almost couldn't breathe.
Song Yuchen kissed her more and more passionately, and both of them couldn't help themselves.
The hangover soup on the table gradually cooled down.
The two of them were in the bedroom. Song Yuchen lowered his head and leaned close to Shi Yan's ear, "Is it okay?"
His voice seemed to be casting a spell on Shi Yan.
Shi Yan silently put her arm around Song Yuchen's shoulders.
A night of passion.
The next morning, Shi Yan woke up first.
She dragged her tired body, carefully got out of bed, picked up her clothes and ran home.
Fortunately, her house is next door.
Song Yuchen was still as vigorous as ever, and Shi Yan couldn't resist him at all.
She went back to take a shower and felt like her body was falling apart.
Shi Yan packed up and prepared to go to work. She carefully opened the door and bent over to walk into the elevator.
"What's this new pose?"
Hearing Song Yuchen's voice, Shi Yan suddenly looked up at him, "You, how come you woke up so quickly?"
"Of course I'm awake since you're not here."
Song Yuchen walked over and naturally took Shi Yan's hand.
Shi Yan blinked and pulled back, "We are all adults, this kind of thing is normal."
After Shi Yan finished speaking, she didn't hear Song Yuchen's response.
Shi Yan looked up and happened to meet his gloomy gaze. Shi Yan felt inexplicably guilty, "Um, you won't ask me to take responsibility, will you?"
Song Yuchen almost gnashed his teeth and said, "I really didn't realize that my ex-wife was so open and open-minded."
Shi Yan pulled up a bitter smile.
Just at this moment, Wen Fang called to check if the two of them had eaten well.
Shi Yan and Song Yuchen were forced to sit at the same table to eat.
After a brief report, Song Yuchen ate in silence.
Shi Yan also didn't look up and left after eating.
Just like this morning, use it and run.
Song Yuchen snorted coldly. When Shi Yan heard his voice, she couldn't hold back her anger anymore.
"Song Yuchen, what are you talking about?"
Song Yuchen gave her a cold look and said, "I didn't say anything."
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