Chapter 63 You Eat Yours, I Eat Mine
Shanghuating is a boutique apartment complex in the center of Yuncheng City.
The building is 33 stories high, each apartment is 100 square meters, there are three elevators and four households, the community has complete facilities and beautiful greenery.
Twenty-eight floors.
Ding Dong, the elevator door opened and Song Cheng and Wan Jiao walked out of the elevator.
As I entered the house, a cool breeze hit me.
"Is the air conditioner off?"
Song Cheng was surprised and changed into disposable slippers and walked in.
"Smart home."
Wan Jiao walked forward and said lazily, "I turned on the air conditioner before I came back."
Living in a high-rise building of nearly 100 meters has its pros and cons.
The advantages are good views and good lighting, but the disadvantages are that it is hotter in the summer and colder in the winter.
It is the hottest summer now.
Therefore, you must turn on the air conditioner in advance before going home every day.
"As you please."
Wan Jiao swayed, pretending to be calm and maintaining her coolness as she left, saying, "I'll go wash up first."
Song Cheng agreed casually, walked around the woman's house, and asked about the situation of the house.
The house is rented, 100 square meters, with two bedrooms.
The living room, kitchen and bathroom are quite spacious, with good lighting on both sides and a balcony.
I looked in the refrigerator and saw water, cosmetics, vegetables and fruits.
Not many ingredients.
He casually took out some ingredients from the system's supply space and started cooking.
After the woman finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom wearing a thin silk corset pajamas, revealing a pair of smooth long legs, a delicious lunch with good looks, aroma and taste was already prepared and placed on the dining table.
"Braised pork, sweet and sour carp, mung bean, lily and lotus seed porridge?"
Wan Jiao looked at the prepared lunch in front of her and said in surprise, "I don't remember these ingredients being in the refrigerator."
Song Cheng walked out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "There happened to be some in the car, so I brought some up."
Looks very appetizing.
Wan Jiao's complexion is rosy. After washing up, she looks very hydrated and natural. Even without light makeup, she still looks very attractive.
"I didn't expect you could cook, but I wonder how it tastes."
She sat down leisurely at the dining table, picked up her chopsticks and tasted a piece of braised pork, and then her eyes lit up.
It is delicious, fat but not greasy, and tastes very fragrant, which will whet your appetite.
Can't help it.
She looked at the man sitting next to her again, her eyes shining with excitement.
He is handsome, has a good figure, is rich, has a mysterious identity, and is also a good cook.
What kind of divine man is this?
Why are you still eating? You have to eat quickly.
"I promised to give you a feast, how can I let you cook?"
Wan Jiao's heart was completely resolute. She immediately looked charming and stood up to leave, saying, "You eat first. I'll go prepare a feast for you."
Click, the bedroom door closed.
Song Cheng smiled and looked forward to it with interest. He got up and went to the bathroom. After taking a shower, he came out wearing only his shorts and sat down at the dining table.
At the same time.
The bedroom door opened again, and then the woman came out.
Song Cheng's eyes paused and he took a deep breath.
In sight.
The woman was wearing a black, thin, translucent, slim-fitting cheongsam. The cheongsam had no sleeves and was decorated with exquisite hollow lace patterns.
The cheongsam skirt wraps around the hips tightly, and the skirt is very short with a high slit on one side.
Under the cheongsam, a pair of long and beautiful legs are completely exposed to the air.
Her beautiful legs were wrapped in thin, transparent, shiny black stockings, and her silk feet were wearing a pair of brand new ten-centimeter thin-strap high heels.
With makeup on and her hair tied up, her beautiful face is fully revealed.
With delicate facial features, charming red lips, and cool eyes, she exudes the charm of a goddess.
The woman at this moment is extremely gorgeous, with extremely sexy and enchanting curves.
Coupled with her cool goddess temperament, the combination of such charming sexiness with coolness and arrogance is simply exciting.
"Is it beautiful?"
Wan Jiao felt the gaze of the man opposite her, and felt satisfied. She smiled sweetly and swayed her body as she turned around in place.
It turned out to be a backless cheongsam!
Song Cheng's heart became even hotter, and his eyes became extremely focused and bright.
“It’s very beautiful.”
He exhaled, drank a sip of water, and said with a smile: "Is this the feast that Senior Sister prepared for me?"
Wan Jiao turned around and asked with a smile, "Why, are you not satisfied?"
This cheongsam uniform was a sexy cheongsam that she specially bought online yesterday. The stockings and high heels were all brand new.
I bought these so that I could have the opportunity to seduce Song Cheng and keep this man captivated physically and mentally, but I didn't expect to use them so soon.
"satisfy."
Song Cheng took a deep breath and said, "Senior sister is thoughtful."
Hearing this.
Wan Jiao's silk legs were straight and taut, her figure was charming and her eyes were beautiful.
"If you are satisfied, why are you still sitting here?"
As he spoke, he took a step forward, leaned down, and approached. His eyes were full of emotion, and his breath was sweet as orchid. He said, "Hurry up and eat this feast of mine."
The woman's fragrance hits me in the face.
Her beautiful face and skin are still flawless and delicate even when you look closely.
The delicate makeup does not give people that inferior and rough feeling.
You're welcome.
Song Cheng pulled the woman's delicate body into his arms and hugged her tightly.
"No hurry, eat first."
"I have to eat your big meal slowly. Before that, you'd better eat something first."
Eat something so that you won’t feel exhausted and unhappy.
When she thought of the scary things she had eaten, Wan Jiao's body trembled, and she became weak involuntarily, and her breathing became rapid.
"Oh."
"That's just you."
The woman's tone was disdainful, contemptuous, provocative, and still cold and arrogant.
After she finished speaking, her delicate body moved away and slid under the table as if she had lost her strength.
"I don't feel like eating now."
Raising her head, the aloof goddess now had seductive eyes, biting her lips painted with crystal lipstick, and said with her red lips slightly opened: "You eat yours, and I eat mine."
That’s ok, it can barely make a living.
Song Cheng didn't hesitate and immediately showed off his eating utensils and fed them to the woman.
"Then we'll each eat our own food."
He smiled and said, "Take your time to eat, there's no rush."
He had cooked a whole table of food and couldn't let it go to waste, so he ate it slowly and leisurely.
The meal took half an hour.
After dinner.
Song Cheng was full and satisfied, feeling relaxed and comfortable.
Standing up, he glanced at the weak and delicate woman in high heels, picked her up immediately and sat her down on the sofa in the living room.
The balcony connecting to the living room is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows.
The single-sided glass window means that the outside cannot see inside, but the inside can see outside. However, just in case, he still used a small bee micro guard to interfere and shield, so as to prevent being seen by some high-end equipment.
"Song Cheng."
Wan Jiao calmed down, hugged him tightly, lowered her head and whispered softly, "Do you really like me?"
Song Cheng said softly, "Yeah, I really like it."
Wan Jiao moved her delicate body slightly away and looked into the eyes of the man in front of her. Her cheeks were rosy and attractive, and her eyes were blurred.
"Then why haven't you shown any performance in a year?"
Song Cheng was speechless.
"Because I'm not ready yet."
He thought about it and said seriously: "I haven't gotten over my last relationship yet."
He didn't lie about this.
Wan Jiao was stunned and chuckled, "I really want to know what kind of woman would be so willing to break up with you."
Song Cheng sighed: "In her eyes, I'm just an ordinary person."
Wan Jiao understood.
"So, you pretended to be an ordinary person, but in the end, you got screwed."
"However, with your ability, it should be easy to get her back. Why don't you go and get her back?"
Song Cheng did not comment.
"Men and women shouldn't mention a third woman."
He said calmly, "Especially now."
See this.
Wan Jiao stopped asking questions and turned to ask seriously: "Then what am I to you now?"
Song Cheng didn't hesitate and said seriously, "Girlfriend."
Wan Jiao's heart trembled, and her heart sweetened. She breathed quickly and said, "But, you already have Cao Yingying."
Song Cheng said nothing, but just hugged the woman's delicate body tightly.
"Senior, you still have a chance to regret it now."
His words were profound and to the point.
"So, I'm just your girlfriend, and you won't marry me"
Wan Jiao understood, of course, and lowered her head again and whispered, "Who are you going to marry? Your ex-girlfriend, Cao Yingying, or another woman?"
Song Cheng gently stroked the woman's back and gave the answer.
"I won't get married."
"But if you want a wedding, I can give you a wedding that belongs only to the two of us."
"I'm responsible for the rest of your life."
"All you have to do is enjoy life and do what you love. I'll take care of the rest."
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(End of this chapter)
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