Chapter 745: Putting the blame on someone else
Song Cun asked breathlessly, "Did you eat strawberries?"
Liang Zhouheng: "Strawberry juice. If you lose in a game, you have to drink three glasses as a penalty."
She paused, nudged him, looked up at him and asked, "What game?"
Liang Zhouheng's heart skipped a beat, and he replied a little late, "Roll the dice, have you ever played it?"
Song Cun lowered his eyes and shook his head.
"What's wrong?" Liang Zhouheng noticed that her expression was not right, and because of his guilty conscience, he subconsciously added, "Next time I will take you out to play together?"
Song Cun: "No, I'm not used to going to that kind of place."
Liang Zhouheng touched her hair, lowered his head and kissed her, then said calmly, "If you don't like it, I won't go there anymore."
Song Cun raised his eyelids, his throat slightly blocked, "I don't dislike it, you can go out and play..."
She paused, the next words a little difficult for her to say, but she still said, "I just don't like you playing those ambiguous games with other female friends. I heard that there are many small games in the bar that can quickly heat up the relationship between men and women, like Truth or Dare."
She pointed out that although Liang Zhouheng didn't really take any substantial action in the box, he still felt very uneasy at this moment.
To cover it up, he smiled nonchalantly, stared down at her and asked, "You've never been to a bar, but you seem to know a lot about it. Where did you hear all that? You even know about Truth or Dare. Have you ever played it?"
Song Cun's attention was easily diverted by him, and her face instantly turned red, "I didn't."
Liang Zhouheng pressed her calmly, "If you didn't, then you did. Who did you play with? When? At a class reunion? Before you started dating me, or...?"
"Before."
Song Cun immediately interrupted him and explained in a low voice, "It wasn't me who played it, it was someone else who played it."
"Other people were playing, and you were innocently dragged into it? Did a boy confess his feelings to you or hug you? Did he not kiss you?"
Liang Zhouheng was originally calm, and in his eyes, what they did was just a small quarrel. But as he asked more questions, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Song Cun: "No! Just adding contact information."
"Who did this? Are they still in contact?"
Liang Zhouheng was obviously just trying to shift the blame to divert her attention, but now he seemed to be serious.
Song Cun: "We haven't been in touch for a long time."
"So you've been in touch before?"
He kept asking questions, and Song Cun was a little annoyed by them. He simply stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to block his mouth with his lips. "It's all in the past. Nothing happened. Don't ask anymore."
Liang Zhouheng took advantage of the situation, picked her up from the ground, and strode into the bedroom.
Song Cun was still a little unhappy, "Don't do that yet, things haven't been explained clearly yet."
Liang Zhouheng had already put her on the bed. As he pressed down on her, he lifted her nightgown up from the bottom.
Song Cun's legs shrank, and he forced them apart. He said in a low, hoarse voice, "Why are you hiding? Take a shower early and wait for me to come back. If I don't come back tonight, will you cry?"
Song Cun's whole body was tense, with a bit of embarrassment on his face. He said stubbornly, "I won't."
"Really? The little guy has grown up?"
After saying that, Liang Zhouheng tilted his head and kissed her neck again and again. She shrank her neck to avoid it because of the itch, but her body was controlled by his hands and she had no way to avoid it. She could only slightly open her lips and breathe rapidly to relieve the tingling itch.
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