Song Kexia took a deep breath and pushed the lunch box to him, "Finish eating first."
Qin Muye glanced at her, picked up the spoon and ate the wontons slowly.
Song Kexia saw him looking at her while eating, as if he was not eating wontons at all, but herself.
Under his gaze, her face became hotter and hotter, and her body gradually became weaker.
What a loser.
Song Kexia pursed her lips and said, "Do you know a lot of people? Can you find someone to help me keep an eye on Song Zhengyu?"
Qin Muye was a little surprised by her request. "Why are you staring at him? Did he come to find you?"
Song Kexia shook her head slightly. "No, but I heard him let it slip at home that they make a lot of money in purchasing things. I want to see if I can catch him."
Of course, this was not what she heard with her own ears, but what she saw in her dream.
That was after she married Zhao Yinqiu.
He did this for several years before it was discovered.
At that time, Song Jianshe was still the chairman of the trade union. He and Zhao Yinqiu joined forces to put pressure on the matter and suppress it.
Now that Song Jianshe is in prison, without her as a link between the Song family and Zhao Yinqiu, she doesn't believe that Zhao Yinqiu will still help him.
Qin Muye agreed, "I'll have someone keep an eye on it."
Song Kexia smiled with her eyebrows curved, "Thank you."
Qin Muye lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, "You'll have a chance to thank me later."
Song Kexia choked, glared at him with a red face, and said nothing more.
Qin Muye reached out and lifted her onto his lap. Her green cheongsam was lifted up, revealing a fair complexion that was particularly alluring.
He lowered his head and kissed her neck. "When I saw you wearing this cheongsam, I wanted to take it off."
The voice was hoarse, as if rubbing against people's hearts.
Song Kexia bit her lip and hit him. Just as she was about to move, Qin Muye held her waist tightly and held her back.
The buttons of her cheongsam were undone by the man's hands deftly. Song Kexia avoided his kiss and said, "The door is not locked."
"No one who is not afraid of death will break in."
“No condoms.”
"There are... a lot..."
The cheongsam was lifted to the waist and the buttons had been unbuttoned, appearing to be both welcoming and rejecting.
Song Kexia had never tried this before, and her toes curled up.
This was too much excitement for her.
He said there were condoms, and they really were.
Song Kexia looked at the drawer full of condoms and didn't know how to describe her feelings.
He wanted her life.
Gently hooking his fingers, "Can you be gentle with me?"
"When have I ever not been gentle with you?"
…
It turns out that what men say in bed cannot be trusted.
Song Kexia felt as if her entire body was falling apart, sobbing and refusing to talk to anyone.
Qin Muye gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "It really is made of water. There is so much water everywhere."
Song Kexia was so angry that she pinched him, but his body was limp and he had no strength at all, the force was almost like tickling.
"thirsty."
Qin Muye poured her a glass of water and fed her to drink.
Song Kexia took a sip and her throat felt better. Then she noticed that there were many red marks on his arms and back, some of which were bleeding.
This is all her masterpiece.
Suddenly I felt guilty.
However, she soon realized that he had gone too far, which was why she treated him like this, and she immediately felt justified.
I picked up my watch and looked at it. It was already half past nine.
In other words, they fooled around in the room for two and a half hours.
"I have to go back quickly."
Qin Muye really didn't want to send her back.
They are getting married in a few days, and he would rather Song Kexia stay with him overnight.
However, he also knew that if he kept the person, his future mother-in-law would probably not have a good impression of him.
So no matter how reluctant he was, he had no choice but to send the person back.
"Are you feeling unwell? Can you still walk?"
Song Kexia pretended to be fine and said that she was fine, but when she put on her clothes and got out of bed, her waist and legs felt sore and she almost fell back. Fortunately, Qin Muye was quick to support her.
"Are you okay?"
Song Kexia collapsed in his arms, whining and accusing him, "It's all your fault."
"Yes, it's my fault. I feel uncomfortable somewhere."
"My back hurts."
The next moment, a big hand was placed on her waist. The hot palm reminded her of what happened just now. Song Kexia struggled to get up.
Qin Muye held her down and said, "Don't move."
As he said this, he gently massaged her.
The strength in his hands was just right, and the pain in his waist was relieved a lot.
Song Kexia closed her eyes comfortably and felt a little sleepy.
"Are you sleepy?"
Song Kexia dozed off sleepily and nodded, "Let's go back quickly."
"It's better to get married soon. If you get married later, you can sleep at this time."
"Will you take me back?"
"How dare I not send you off? Can you please get up?"
"I can."
She supported her waist and stood up, and Qin Muye helped her downstairs.
When walking downstairs, Song Kexia took a special look, but did not see Pang Jingxiang, and did not know if she had already gone back.
Zhao Heshun saw Qin Muye walking over with Song Kexia, and greeted her with a smile, "Sister-in-law, why don't you play for a while longer? Why are you going back so soon?"
Song Kexia smiled at him and said, "It's getting late. I should go back."
"Sister-in-law, take care."
Zhao Heshun watched them walk out. Qin Muye seemed to be afraid that people would squeeze Song Kexia, so he kept carefully protecting her in his arms.
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