just kiss me

Chapter 132 She is a little clingy to me

"It's boring, but it's chewy." Song Miao returned her with a smile, eyebrows and eyes lightly raised.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Liu Yin rubbed her ears and walked to the restaurant alone, "I'm dirty, I'm dirty, you can do it."

Song Miao hooked her back and nestled into the sofa, and glanced at Yiwan and Cha from the corner of her eye.

"What are you bringing them here for?"

"Let's have a meal. It's very rare to be able to invite our eldest sister to a meal."

"Then I have to thank you."

Liu Yin shrugged, caught a glimpse of the person coming down the stairs, and lazily clicked his tongue twice, "Mr. Xing, you're really good."

Xing Shao put the wine red sweater on her arm on her shoulders, and waited for her to put it on before saying, "Vanco will be here soon."

The smile on Liu Yin's face disappeared in an instant, and he picked up his bag and was ready to leave.

Song Miao hurriedly stopped him, "Fleeing?"

When Liu Yin felt that he was being cowardly, he thought about it, dropped his bag, and said in a flirtatious tone, "What's the matter, I don't think I should give you some wedding gifts, go to the car and get them, Mr. Xing congratulates you."

Xing Shao's face turned cold instantly.

"Oh, I forgot, Miu Miao said she won't get married, I'm sorry."

Xing Shao's face was even more ugly.

Song Miao laughed out loud, "Is it appropriate for you two to flirt in front of me?"

"..."

Xing Shao patted her head and turned to entertain the others.

Country F's winter is cold, and the heating system in the house is not so good. Xing Shao ordered someone to make hot pot.

Although Song Miao's injury healed, but after soaking in the sea water for too long, his whole body aches when the slightest wind blows.

Xing Shao knew that she was stubborn, so he wouldn't cry and cry, so he had to let her eat happily.

During the dinner, Song Miao chatted with Iwan, and was shocked when he learned that Liu Yin divorced Robert again.

Tea gave Ivan some vegetables and said faintly: "Sissy said she is going back to China, and she will never come back again. She has no friends there. We came here to ask you, what do you mean? You should go back." Is it? She is quite dependent on you."

Song Miao nodded: "Of course, I will definitely go back. It is almost done here, and I will go back after a while."

Nodding for tea, he didn't speak any more, and quietly served Ivan some food.

When Vanco arrived, he hugged a blonde girl in his arms. Liu Yin glanced at the empty seat beside her, and lowered her eyes slightly.

When Ivan saw the woman in the man's arms, his eyes turned cold instantly, and he took Liu Yin's arm with his thin hand, "Let's go, the food is almost ready, it's time to go home and pack up, and I'm not allowed to go back to Jincheng again, the studio I have already arranged for you to stay in the capital, and I will visit you from time to time in the future."

Ivan's tone was cold, as if he was teaching his little sister a lesson.

Liu Yin hummed obediently and followed her.

Ivan was her life-saving straw when she was a child, without her, she would have been drowned in the lake at home long ago, and she would never object to her words.

Vanco looked at her determined back, and involuntarily clasped the waist of the woman in his arms.

Song Miao coughed lightly, "Long time no see, I heard from Shen Yan that he invited you back to China to choreograph?"

Vanco let go of the woman's waist, looked back and hummed, "I want to cooperate with you again, don't you want to go back to China too? So I'll ask you, sister Zhou Xian said, you've been hiding for too long this year, fans are all Waiting for your work."

"New Year's Eve is over." Song Miao was rinsing the dishes alone, looking at the chili in the man's bowl from the corner of his eye, a little dissatisfied, "Let's cooperate at the beginning of the new year, and I don't want fans to wait too long. On the first day of the first month, I will post Congrats video."

Vanco nodded, still thinking about Liu Yin, and his appetite was not very good.

Every time Xing Shao sees him, he can think of the picture of him dancing with Song Miao's arms around his waist before, and he blows him away without letting him eat two bites.

Her gaze turned to Vivian, who had won the Ximen Group, and now she was very discerning, so she found an excuse and took her man away.

After the restaurant was quiet, Song Miao ate by himself, glancing at his bowl of spicy dipping sauce from time to time.

Xing Shao naturally saw it, but he didn't get used to her and ate by himself.

"Hey, let's change?" Song Miao reached out and pushed his bowl to his hand, "I really want to eat yours."

Xing Shao lowered his eyes, glanced at the little feet kicked lightly on his trouser legs, his face was expressionless, "Do you still want to go upstairs to sleep?"

"It's getting dark anyway, so it's time to go to bed." Song Miao quickly took the bowl, picked up a slice of hot tender beef, wrapped it in dipping sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth contentedly.

Old man Lou said that she had to take good care of her body, otherwise it would be difficult to give birth in the future, but she thought that she would not be able to give birth to a child and then raise it.

After all, she couldn't bear this kind of lifetime responsibility.

Just be happy now.

"Okay, just take a bite." Xing Shao took back the bowl of dipping sauce and helped her rinse the dishes. "The bottom sauce is already quite spicy, so pay attention to your body."

Song Miao still stared straight at his bowl of dipping sauce, and didn't touch the dishes he picked up.

take care?

Could it be that old man Lou told him about his body?

That's right, old man Lou always contacted him before contacting her, and she did a lot of things with hindsight.

But the two of them are at most bed friends now, a 27-year-old woman doesn't experience sex, she feels incomplete.Since he never thought about getting married, he didn't need to make any preparations for having a baby.

So, she lost her temper, got up and prepared to make a bowl of comfort food by herself.

"A Miao." The man grabbed her white wrist, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa Lou said that your joints will hurt if you eat too much. Shall I cook something else for you?"

Song Miao glanced at the time on the wall, and patted his hands, "Malay garlic sesame oil head office, Old Man Lou only exaggerates the facts. He said last month that I can't play the piano with my hands, so I can't play little stars now."

"I'll get it." Xing Shao put the girl into a chair, got up and went to the kitchen.

Song Miao propped up her chin, and slowly stroked her index finger joint with her thumb.

I have to say, it still hurts.

Thin and dense pain, only to be able to feel more comfortable after being overheated.

Therefore, she is somewhat dependent on alcohol.

She didn't drink much in the past few years, only a glass of wine.

Xing Shao didn't care about her drinking, and knew that she wouldn't drink too much.

She is very restrained.

When the two were nestled in the quilt and watching a movie, Song Miao leaned on his shoulder blankly watching the beautiful and long love at first sight on the screen.

She stretched out her hand and pinched the soft flesh around the man's waist, and raised her watery eyes, less coquettish and more infatuated.

She just looked at him like that.

Quite a feeling of eating marrow and knowing taste.

Xing Shao picked her up on his chest and looked down at her, "Want?"

Song Miao hummed.

Xing Shao grabbed her waist with one hand and lifted her up, then lowered his head to kiss her.

In the dim and dark environment, a ray of moonlight was thrown into the sky, the girl's rosy cheeks were pink, and the tips of her cold white ears were burnt as bright red as roses.

The fine sweat on the forehead flowed down the hair into the pillow, the bridge of the man's nose pressed against her ear, and the hot air from his thin lips expressed his nostalgia.

……

New Year's 29.

capital Airport.

Xing Shao pushed the suitcase, and the girl sat on the suitcase and rested her chin on the back of his hand to sleep.

Feeling that the suitcase was no longer sliding, she opened her eyes and let out a breath of hot air.

"Have you delivered the gift for Grandpa Lou?"

She has only been to the capital last time, and she didn't stay for long. It is drier than Jincheng, her nose is a little tight, and she speaks in a low voice.

Xing Shao raised his hand to touch her forehead, "No more fuss at night, I have a fever."

Song Miao slid down from the suitcase and stuffed his hand into his, dissatisfied, "I said I don't want you to make me behave."

Xing Shao knew that she was squeamish recently, and he was also happy to see her like a girl, so he squeezed her hand and walked towards his car with a hmm.

"Okay, I'll make it up."

Xing Shao bought a house here, perhaps it was prepared a long time ago.

Duplex Apartment.

Upstairs there is a piano room dedicated to Song Miao and two bedrooms.

Song Miao stood at the door of two rooms with the doors open, his eyes flicked back and forth.

black.

pink.

He calmly pushed his suitcase into the black room, kicked the door, and changed his clothes.

When she went downstairs, Zhou Xian, a workaholic, was already waiting for her in the living room.

Mo Yan was talking to Xing Shao on the balcony. Seeing that the two looked as cold as ever, she took the black cardigan on the back of the sofa and walked into the balcony, put it down casually, and turned to go to the living room.

Xing Shao caught a glimpse of her movement from the corner of his eye, and his heart trembled slightly.

When he came out, Song Miao was discussing the words of the blessing video with Zhou Xianwo, and he sat beside her quietly playing with his mobile phone.

"My back hurts." Song Miao said softly without looking back.

Xing Shao's fingers paused slightly in reply to the email. He thought for a while, stretched out his arms and took a pillow and put it on her waist, "Lean on for a while."

Song Miao stopped turning over the itinerary, she didn't lean back, she stretched out her hand and beat it, and then said to Zhou Xian: "It would be great for me to reverse the role. In the drama "Long Night is Young", let's be the female general. Let someone else play the heroine." Well, if there are too many scenes, I will find it boring."

"Ah?" Zhou Xian was stunned for a moment, "This drama is Kuangshi's investment, why do others do it cheaply?"

"Anshu." Song Miao shook his WeChat chat interface, "She said yes, her manager will chat with you."

Zhou Xian: "..." Stubborn.

"The role of the female general needs to ride a horse, Diao Weiya, are you in good health?"

"It's okay, no one cares anyway, it's okay."

Sour tone.

Zhou Xian glanced at Xing Shao and gave him a wink.

Xing Shao naturally heard her words, he didn't understand why she was suddenly angry, and his brows were lightly folded.

Zhou Xian sighed, and shifted his gaze to the extra pillow.

Song Miao is such a carefree girl, the past is the past, she wants to have a good time with him, why can't she understand her thoughts.

Xing Shao followed her eyes and saw the pillow, and his heart began to beat.

Because let her rely on unhappy?

But it's comfortable to rely on the backache.

After Song Miao chatted with Zhou Xian about her recent work and was about to record a video, Xing Shao thought that he could not appear in her camera, so he leaned aside.

Song Miao turned her head to look at him.

Quite self-conscious.

Zhou Xian sighed, beckoned Mo Yan to come over and hold up his mobile phone, and he held up the manuscript for Song Miao.

20 second video.

You can see the tenderness between the girl's brows and eyes.

If Song Miao in the past was ruthless, spicy, casual, and free, then now she regains the gentleness born from the bottom of her heart.

She has a gentle and quiet temperament. After everything faded away with the sea, she couldn't face the matter of the man giving her his eyes cruelly.

Therefore, she is willing to choose him again.

but--

He has a feeling that I want to be a good wife.

Song Miao felt that if she cuckolded him one day, he wouldn't say anything.

……

After Zhou Xian and Mo Yan left, Song Miao slid on her mobile phone and said, "There is a new hot spring hotel in Yunshui Town, do you want to go?"

Neither of them had a family on New Year's Eve, and it was as warm as a hot spring in this deserted house.

"With whom?"

"Follow Shen Yan." Song Miao spat out deliberately, "He was beaten by his parents, saying that no one would spend New Year's Eve with him."

Xing Shao said, "Then I'll let Mo Yan prepare."

"No, let her go. She also wants to accompany her girlfriend on New Year's Eve. I will book it myself."

After booking three hot spring tickets, she went upstairs muttering about it.

"The swimsuits are on the east side of the canal. I'll go back and get them."

Xing Shao pursed his lips, "Did you take something to watch a movie?"

"You book it, don't watch romance movies."

Xing Shao hummed and began to choose films.

When Song Miao went downstairs wearing a long white down jacket, she was holding the same style in her arms.

"You wear this? Liu Yin gave it to me two days ago."

Xing Shao wasn't picky about what to wear, so he put it on after taking it, put on a hat for her and walked out with her.

Song Miao suddenly regretted and planned to start over with him.

No eyesight at all.

tired.

When changing shoes, Song Miao picked out a necklace from the jewelry box in the closet to wear.

Xing Shao wanted to help, but was afraid that she would refuse, so he stood quietly by her and stretched out his hand to look at her.

"Can't you help me?" Song Miao raised his hands a little tiredly, without any patience.

But that's it!She needs another one!
No eyesight at all.

Xing Shao hurriedly grabbed the necklace and put it on for her, then straightened the hat without saying a word.

Song Miao pursed her lips.

Turning around, he put his foot on the cabinet and folded his arms, "What do you mean?"

"What?" He took the wine red scarf for her and handed it to her.

"I won't wear it anymore." Song Miao walked out with his hands in his hands, his voice was cold, and he was still unhappy.

Along the way, Song Miao didn't have a smiling face. Today, the movie theater is full of young couples, and the two of them wearing masks will inevitably attract people's attention.

Song Miao and him walked one after the other, as if young couples were arguing.

Xing Shao really felt her unhappiness, and was pushed away by two young lovers just as he wanted to hold her.

Song Miao entered the theater first, and the man sat next to her when the movie started, holding a fat thermos in his hand.

He put the cup into her hand and said, "Flower tea."

Song Miao casually stuffed the cup into the cup holder, folded her arms and stared at the huge screen for a moment, ignoring him.

"Amyu..."

"Don't be noisy."

Xing Shao pursed his lips and folded his brows.

He didn't know what the movie was about. The only thing he knew was that the girl became even angrier after watching the movie.

Without waiting for him, he left the theater.

Unable to figure out why, he called Chang An.

The other end of the call scolded: "Master, call me on New Year's Eve, why, you got dumped by your girlfriend again?"

"No, she's a little clingy to me."

Chang An: "..." What a big mouthful of dog food.

"And she's angry now, for a day."

Chang An: "Why?"

After Xing Shao told him from the beginning to the end, Chang An laughed and said, "Do you think it's unreal? She's so clingy to you? Didn't she cling to you when she was in No. [-] Middle School? It's all gone before, She's looking forward, you're not living in the past, are you?"

Chang An felt that he was a little short-circuited when he met Song Miao, and persuaded: "You can't just watch her live in the past like you, can you not live?"

(End of this chapter)