Chapter 118 Extra (I)

After graduation, Shen Zhi went to Huaze.

It is Mrs. Sheng's company. Shen Zhi once helped Mrs. Sheng solve a big order. Sheng Liman admires Shen Zhi very much.

"Your mother came to me, but I didn't see her." Sheng Liman sat on the sofa in Shen Zhi's office, drinking tea, and looked at Shen Zhi distressedly, "Baby, you are not the perpetrator, and you never need to feel guilty about her."

Sheng Liman put herself in his shoes and thought about it. She would never tolerate blaming her children for her own bad experiences.

She couldn't understand Feng Yao, and she didn't want to see Shen Zhi compromise.

She is a strong woman, capable and resourceful. Even if she is covered in mud, she will always pull herself out of the mud again and again.

Shen Zhi also knew this. He also knew that Feng Yao was not that kind of person. Feng Yao had no way of escaping from her suffering on her own.

"Don't worry," Shen Zhiwen said with a soothing smile, comforting Sheng Liman: "I gave her the money that the He family has raised me for all these years. Maybe she can hold on for a while. I won't care about the rest."

Feng Yao did not take Shen Zhi's money at first. After Shen Zhi graduated from university, Feng Yao approached Shen Zhi again and asked him if he could help He Haiming. At that time, Shen Zhi had already become the manager of Huaze.

Shen Zhi showed no sympathy and gave Feng Yao the card that she didn't want back then. Feng Yao didn't refuse this time and left with the bank card containing one million yuan that Shen Zhi had saved from various scholarships and part-time jobs.

"I will not waste my whole life on this kind of thing," Shen Zhi promised Sheng Liman, "I have Yang Yang, you, Xiao Rui, and my father. I am very content with our family."

The more Sheng Liman looked at Shen Zhi, the more she liked him. After Shen Zhi finally made her laugh, she complained, "I don't know what your father is busy with all day. He was the only one who showed up at your wedding with Yang Yang, and I still can't find him. Meeting him is like meeting the emperor."

Sheng Liman is a business genius and is very much in love with Song Chuanxing. When Song's father was young, he always loved to pursue art. When he got older, he was worried that Sheng Liman would dislike him, so he had to make some achievements in the business world to impress his wife.

Cheng Ji Sheng Liman really didn't see anything, and she couldn't see her husband either.

Shen Zhi got married two years after Song Hengyang graduated. Now, they have been married for half a year, but Sheng Liman has never seen Song's father again.

"Doesn't your father often give you gifts?" Shen Zhi comforted Li Man. Shen Zhi actually didn't know Song Chuanxing very well.

Song Hengyang arranged everything before taking Shen Zhi to meet his parents.

Although he knew that Song Hengyang's parents agreed, it was impossible for Shen Zhi not to be nervous.

Sheng Liman was okay. Shen Zhi had rarely seen Song Chuanxing. His deepest impression was that Song Chuanxing had long smooth hair and sang love songs to Sheng Liman with a guitar.

Shen Zhi was afraid of dealing with this kind of person because he didn't look quite normal. When they met formally, Song Chuanxing had a stern face like an elective tutor.

Shen Zhi became even more nervous.

Unexpectedly, after dinner, Song Chuanxing secretly pulled Shen Zhi away and asked him why Shen Zhi was so nice to Song Hengyang, what methods Song Hengyang used on him, and whether he could teach him.

It is true that Shen Zhi usually takes more initiative when they are together, but when someone suddenly asked him this question, Shen Zhi could only say vaguely that maybe Yang Yang is more dependent on him.

Shen Zhi watched the literary middle-aged man become visibly lost, and then embarked on the road of no return to the Chixiao shopping mall. He also told Shen Zhi that he would make Sheng Liman depend on him and admire him again.

Shen Zhi: ...

Oh, Song Hengyang's father is a middle-aged love-brained person.

Sheng Liman worked hard for her career when she was young. Now that Shen Zhi has taken over her business, she wants to have a good relationship with her husband, but her husband is gone.

I don't know why the literary middle-aged man is so stubborn even though they are an old couple.

"He just knows how to coax me," Sheng Liman sighed helplessly, but there was a faint smile between his words, "He has so many tricks. The older he gets, the more he does these things. When I was older, I looked at the love poems and CDs he sent me, and I blushed with shame."

"Fortunately, Yangyang doesn't do these things." Sheng Liman was really impressed by the big and small couple, and joked with Shen Zhi, "You are even more shameless than me, I don't know how embarrassed you will be."

Shen Zhi thought about it. Normally, the gifts Song Hengyang gave to Shen Zhi were not shameful enough, but they were given every day, sometimes even three times a day.

"Yangyang is also sending it off," Shen Zhi felt a little embarrassed. He also found it difficult to talk about this with his lover's mother.

Of course, he didn't dare to say that Song Chuanxing's focus on his career was also related to him.

Sheng Liman was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.

She knew that she was not the only one who suffered this pain, like father, like son!

Sheng Liman opened the music box that Song Chuanxing gave her yesterday without any preparation, and inside it was Song Chuanxing's loud singing: "Where are you, my dear? I miss you..."

Facing the secretary's shocked and stunned gaze, Sheng Liman almost couldn't breathe.

Shen Zhi's ears turned a little red and he smiled in agreement.

Song Hengyang had never given such an outrageous gift. He just gave Shen Zhi some flowers or small ornaments. He would put the flowers in a vase or personally take them away with him before leaving. He would not say anything nonsense.

Shen Zhi was very happy to receive the gift.

"Your father is still like a child," Sheng Liman shook his head, with a smile in his eyes. "But Yangyang is much better than him."

Sheng Liman thought of what Shen Zhi said again, and thought that it was not that great, as both father and son were of the same character.

"Yangyang is mature and stable." Sheng Liman paused and thought: "He pays more attention to that thing, the soul, the soul is in harmony, which is what you young people call Plato."

Sheng Liman was absolutely sure that her eldest son was the best and could not be like his unreliable father. Sheng Liman was firm in her belief.

The Song family can't afford to have two fools.

After Shen Zhi sent Sheng Liman, who had put the action of arresting her husband on the agenda, away, he did some more work and it was time to get off work.

Song Hengyang came to pick him up from get off work and bought a necklace for Shen Zhi.

The plain silver chain has no decorations. When it is tied around the neck, it just falls on the collarbone, giving it an inexplicable sense of taboo.

Shen Zhi looked in the mirror. He had a gentle and handsome appearance. His bright golden hair contrasted with the silver necklace. The cold metal wrapped around his warm and slender neck, which only aroused lust.

"It looks very good." Song Hengyang stood behind Shen Zhi, rubbing the silver chain on Shen Zhi's delicate white collarbone with his fingertips, leaving a few red marks.

Song Hengyang opened his own robot research and development company, focusing on research and design. Every time Shen Zhi went to Song Hengyang's company, he saw Song Hengyang wearing goggles and a white coat, talking indifferently about high-end technology that he could not understand.

Shen Zhi couldn't control the urge to kiss him.

Working men are very attractive, especially Song Hengyang, who has his aesthetic taste.

Shen Zhi took off the silver necklace and put it around Song Hengyang's neck under his puzzled gaze. "I like it very much, but I think it suits you better."

Shen Zhi went around Song Hengyang's neck, his soft fingertips occasionally touching the back of Song Hengyang's neck, and put the silver chain around his neck. His cold white skin matched the cold silver jewelry very well.

Shen Zhi looked up at Song Hengyang.

Song Hengyang was wearing a three-piece suit. The black vest outlined his increasingly fit figure over the years, showing off his inverted triangle figure to the fullest.

His black hair was pulled back, revealing his sharp eyebrows and eyes. His extremely handsome facial features were being carefully examined by Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi kissed the corner of Song Hengyang's mouth, and the body that suddenly approached was firmly caught by Song Hengyang and held in his arms.

"You've become more handsome recently," Shen Zhi always liked to compliment him. He liked to see Song Hengyang's ears turn slightly red and his eyes avoid looking at him as if he was embarrassed. It was particularly alluring.

He couldn't help but let Shen Zhi bully him.

Shen Zhi's slender white fingers slid down, nestled in Song Hengyang's arms, stroking his waist, kneading it gently, frowning and whispering: "Your waist is so thin, it feels thinner than mine."

Song Hengyang's breathing deepened as Shen Zhi touched him. He hugged Shen Zhi's thin waist, his clear eyes moistened, and he lowered his head to discuss with Shen Zhi in his ear: "Can we do this again when we get home?"

A smile flashed in Shen Zhi's eyes. Mother Sheng said that he was thin-skinned, but Song Hengyang was the thin-skinned one.

Song Hengyang was so embarrassed when he said a few words in the office.

Shen Zhi tilted his head and rubbed Song Hengyang's ear with his teeth, breathing softly, as if letting him go: "Then go back."

Song Hengyang's ears instantly turned red. He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Shen Zhi's words, and left the company holding hands with Shen Zhi.

Although they are both young, they are busy with work and only do it two or three times a week.

It was basically Shen Zhi who took the initiative, and sometimes Shen Zhi even wondered if Song Hengyang didn't want to.

But Song Hengyang is very annoying in bed.

It was very slow, one at a time. If you say that enjoying it 100% is perfect, when Shen Zhi and Song Hengyang were doing it they were basically at 80%, unable to go up or down.

Basically, it lasted from 11pm to 4 or 5am, and Shen Zhi was exhausted and cried.

When it was near the end, Song Hengyang would speed up, kissing Shen Zhi's lips, bringing the person who was crying so hard that his vision was blurred to the peak of passion, and then slowly releasing it.

Shen Zhi was always made angry by Song Hengyang.

He just wanted to finish it in two or three hours so that he could feel comfortable, but this kind of thing was not his business once they got to bed.

Therefore, every time Shen Zhi finished having sex with Song Hengyang, he always planned to ignore Song Hengyang for a few days. However, every time he saw Song Hengyang, he couldn't help it.

Just like today.

Shen Zhi sat astride Song Hengyang's legs. Song Hengyang supported Shen Zhi's back and tilted his head back to kiss and lick Shen Zhi's soft lips.

She kissed him delicately, lips and teeth, as if she was doing some large and delicate project.

The tip of the tongue licked Shen Zhi's sensitive palate. Shen Zhi whimpered uncomfortably and subconsciously twisted his waist to break free from Song Hengyang's control.

Song Hengyang held Shen Zhi's soft waist and slowly swept around Shen Zhi's mouth. He stared at the corners of Shen Zhi's eyes which were becoming increasingly redder before leaving Shen Zhi's red and swollen lips.

"If you bother me again today, you won't be able to go to bed from now on," Shen Zhi threatened, pulling the thin silver chain around Song Hengyang's neck.

Shen Zhi hooked the silver necklace and watched Song Hengyang's face appear in front of him uncontrollably. For the first time, he felt a strong desire to control himself.

Shen Zhi likes today's gift very much.

Song Hengyang silently kissed Shen Zhi's beautiful eyes and eyebrows, as if he wanted to prove himself with practical actions.

Shen Zhi thought Song Hengyang had come to his senses, so he let Song Hengyang unbutton his shirt and continued kissing him.

Red marks dotted across Shen Zhi's slender neck, and his collarbone had turned red from being sucked. Half an hour later, when Song Hengyang was still tracing his thin back with his lips and tongue, Shen Zhi's tears were falling.

"Song Hengyang!" Shen Zhi gritted his teeth, the fierce ending of his voice changed in tone amid Song Hengyang's torturous intimacy, and turned into a deeper charm.

Song Hengyang paused, interlocked his fingers with Shen Zhi, and said in a hoarse and dark voice: "Please don't make any sound."

Song Hengyang kissed Shen Zhi's lips, and the sound of water stains formed a melody of its own in the room where breathing was unusually obvious.

"Get out!" Shen Zhi yelled in a soft voice.

The next second, Shen Zhi's thin back was tensed into a graceful bow, and the arrow shot out of the bow with unstoppable force, breaking through the delicate flesh and piercing into Shen Zhi's body.

Shen Zhi raised his head, his breathing slowed down for a few beats, his eyes were red, "Song Hengyang, you f---"

"I didn't mean it." Song Hengyang's eyes were red, his breathing was suppressed to the point of trembling, and he lowered his eyes and apologized sincerely, "You always rush me."

Song Hengyang kissed the sweat on Shen Zhi's cheek, "You don't want me anymore too soon."

Shen Zhi's physical strength is not as good as Song Hengyang's. He just feels good after doing it and then goes to sleep. He doesn't care about Song Hengyang's brothers who are still standing there.

As expected, Shen Zhi was tortured by Song Hengyang until the dawn.

The two of them were lying skin to skin, bone to bone, kissing each other so sweetly that they seemed to have melted into one ball of water.

Shen Zhi opened his red and swollen eyelids, and lost his temper when he looked at Song Hengyang's angelic face. He opened his mouth and bit Song Hengyang's lips until the skin was broken.

Song Hengyang was awakened by the pain. He subconsciously wiped away the blood on his lips with his tongue. He looked at the angry Shen Zhi and leaned over to kiss him. "Why are you awake?"

Shen Zhi was so angry, but he still had the nerve to ask how I woke up and whether I woke up from the pain.

He was told to hurry up, but he went so slowly that he seemed to be dawdling. In the end, Shen Zhi hugged Song Hengyang's neck and called him husband the whole night.

Shen Zhi suppressed his anger, tried to smile sweetly, pulled the silver necklace around Song Hengyang's neck, and called out teasingly, "Yangyang, husband?"

Song Hengyang hugged Shen Zhi, his palms resting on his smooth back, his ears reddened, and he whispered, "What...what's wrong, wife?"

Shen Zhi smiled wryly and said, "From today on, we will sleep in separate rooms."

Song Hengyang: …