contract marriage, marry one get one free

Chapter 137 Don't talk about work, let's talk about something else

"I don't want anything." Song Qingge's voice was as low as a mosquito's, but very clear, "I don't want any transactions or interests to be mixed in our marriage. I just want to live a simple life with you."

Marriage with a son was already embarrassing for her, and the huge amount of money he allocated to the Song Corporation made her feel even more burdened: "I only want a pure marriage because of love, not measured by money, money, It would strike me as an insult to our relationship."

"The Song Corporation has been facing many difficulties recently, but you have helped us a lot. How the Song Corporation will continue to operate, and whether it can overcome this difficulty, still needs my aunt and I to continue to work hard..." In Song Qingge's words, more and more Sentimental, "I don't want you to agree to some excessive demands because of me. I am a person, not an item, and I don't need anyone to measure it with money. Fengcheng, do you know? This money is not an emergency for me. It's embarrassing."

The big boss felt ashamed, "Qingge... I have no other intentions..." At that time, Song Yaru took the initiative to propose the dowry, and he just gave it along with the flow. He didn't think too much about it, but he never thought that it would bring her a psychological burden.

"I know you treat me well," she frowned slightly, "but I can ask you, can you tell me about this kind of thing in advance?" She said helplessly, "I think, every time something happens, , I was the last to know, and I heard it from other people, last time you went on a blind date, this time you borrowed money..." These things, after accumulating, will more or less become her burden.

"Qingge!" The Big Boss sighed slightly, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"I'm very afraid." In fact, his concealment will make her sad and put her under pressure. "I'm afraid that because of these, there will be misunderstandings between us..." The blind date, if it wasn't for Gu Yongchun's words, probably It's not so easy to clear up the misunderstanding, "I don't want to quarrel with you because of this." In fact, she also knows that the big boss is not wrong in terms of money, he just wants to solve Song's dilemma out of good intentions, Just don't hide it from her.

"It won't be like this in the future." Seeing her in a bad mood, the big boss felt even more uncomfortable.Some things were deliberately kept from her, just not wanting to add to her troubles, just not wanting to cause misunderstandings, but she never thought that after she knew about it, she would react so violently, it seemed that he really didn't think carefully.

"Fengcheng," she handed him the IOU again.

The big boss frowned, "Qingge, I can't accept this, because I have agreed with my aunt that it is used as a betrothal gift. If I say it, it is a gift given out. There is no reason to take it back, let alone the elders?" He Soothe her, "Don't worry, if there is anything in the future, I will discuss it with you first, okay?"

He insisted on refusing to accept it, and Song Qingge didn't force it anymore, but said, "If my aunt asks you to borrow money or cooperate or something... I hope you can refuse."

"why?"

"Song's difficulties, we should overcome them by ourselves, instead of relying on others blindly." Song Yaru is her aunt, Qingge doesn't want to criticize her character or behavior style in front of the big boss, but she can vaguely Guess, after this time, my aunt probably won't give up, and will look for him in other names, not money, but a contract.

"I'm not someone else." The big boss held her fingertips and protested in a low voice. "I am your husband."

Song Qingge lowered her eyebrows slightly, "I know, I don't think of you as someone else." Now what maintains them is each other's feelings and the child in their womb, but apart from these, they don't spend much time together, and neither is each other. I understand very well, but a running-in period is still needed.

The big boss tried to say: "Actually, if there is a suitable project, we can really consider cooperating." Aiwujiwu, he wanted to pull the Song family out of the predicament.If you give money, it can only temporarily alleviate the Song family's crisis, but it can't really help it fundamentally.

"I don't want to talk about work just after meeting you." Song Qingge knew that they represented different companies, had different aspirations, and would consider each other's interests. If that was the case, it would be very different from the relationship between husband and wife.

"If we don't talk about work," the big BOSS embraced her, trying to ease her mood: "Then let's talk about something else?" He looked at her and asked, "For example, I've been away for a week, do you want to talk about it?" I?"

She nodded shyly, her eyes were gentle, she leaned her head on his shoulder, how could she not miss him?Every day without him seems to pass slowly.

"Where's Xiao Gu, are you well-behaved?" His eyes fell on her flat belly.

She blushed slightly, "It's okay." She still had morning sickness, but it was much better than before.

"The wedding dress has arrived," the big boss looked down at her, "I have a meeting in the morning, and I will pick you up to try on the wedding dress in the afternoon?"

"Ah."

The big boss looked down at her, and the scene in her slightly open neckline made his throat tighten, "I'll stay with you tonight." His hand, dishonestly, stretched in.

Song Qingge's face was reddish, she was teased by him so that her breath was unsteady, she raised her head slightly, "I'm fine, I don't need you to accompany me," her breathing was a little rough, but she couldn't refuse, so she said, "I'll go to your place tomorrow afternoon... "Song Yaru is at home, she has a thin skin, and she is too embarrassed to stay with him.

The big BOSS teased her, but he teased himself so much that he lowered his head and kissed her lips, his dexterous tongue stuck into her lips and entangled him, unable to put it down.

They haven't done it for a while, and gradually they couldn't hold it anymore, their breathing became more and more urgent, and his hands were raking over her body...

There was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Qin said, "Miss, the porridge is ready."

Song Qingge was slightly startled, afraid that Mrs. Qin would come in, she put her hands on his chest and wanted to push him away, but the big boss didn't intend to let her go, instead buried her face in her body.

"Miss?" Mrs. Qin was still outside.

Well!His movement made Qingge gasp, the provocation spread all over his body, his body trembled slightly, and he wanted to push, but his hands had no strength.

"Miss, did I bring it for you, or did you go down to eat?" Mrs. Qin was still outside.

Not only could she not push him away, but she also wanted more, holding his head tightly... Reason kept her awake, and she held her breath slightly for fear that Mrs. Qin would suddenly push the door open, "I...I Go down and eat."

The sound of Mrs. Qin's footsteps gradually moved away, Song Qingge's tense mood relaxed slightly, and the two of them fell on the bed in disheveled clothes, their limbs entangled.

……

Qingge went downstairs first.

"Miss, didn't your fever subside?" Mrs. Qin looked at her, "Why is your face still so red?"

Well!Song Qingge covered her face with her hands, afraid that she would notice something strange, "Is there any? It's not burning."

"It's fine if you don't burn it, this porridge is already cold," Aunt Qin picked up the porridge bowl on the dining table, "Miss, wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen to fill another bowl."

Song Qingge's face was slightly hot, and she let out a slight breath.

While she was eating porridge, she saw the big BOSS coming down the stairs. He was wearing a decent black suit, tall and straight, and the charm of a mature man was perfectly reflected in him.

When she saw him approaching, she found that he was refreshed and seemed to be in a particularly good spirit. Thinking of what happened in the bedroom just now, her face blushed slightly again.

The big boss leaned over, he took the spoon from her hand naturally, and took a sip.Song Qingge's head is full of black lines, she has used this spoon before, and there is still her saliva on it...

"The porridge is good." He teased in her ear, "However, it tastes a little worse than yours." His voice was deep and hoarse, very sexy. Seeing Mrs. Qin still by his side, Song Qingge instantly became popular face.

Mrs. Qin only heard the words "congee is good", "Mr. Gu, let me serve you a bowl of porridge."

"No need." The big boss said to Mrs. Qin, "I'm leaving soon."

He had just taken a shower, and he had the scent of body wash in the bathroom of her room, Song Qingge's face turned even redder.

The big boss put his hand on her shoulder casually, "I still have a party tonight, so let's go."

"Yeah." Song Qingge got up, took a tissue and wiped her lips, "I'll see you off."

The big boss put his hands on her shoulders and asked her to sit down, "You are exhausted too, go to sleep after eating the porridge." He tossed her hard just now, although he didn't go in, but later let her His whole body was so weak that he fell onto the bed like a puddle of water.

Well!Song Qingge's head was full of black lines, thinking that Mrs. Qin was still there, she looked at him shyly and slightly.

Seeing her shy look, the big boss raised his lips slightly.

Watching the Bentley Continental open the door, Song Qingge pursed her lips.

"Miss, Mr. Gu is so kind to you," said Aunt Qin. She completely forgot about the big boss breaking into Song Qingge's room at night a few months ago. At that time, she still glared at him like a baby, " You had a fever in the afternoon, when he wiped your body for you, he was careful and considerate..."

Well!Song Qingge blushed, "..."
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After half a month, Xu Wan finally replied to Song Qingge's message [Congratulations, you are now legally in business!Ha ha ha ha!With the business license, do you feel that it is much smoother? 】

Well!Song Qingge frowned, this outspoken girlfriend [Smelly Xiaowan!fuck off! 】

Xu Wan quickly replied: [Hey!Pay attention to prenatal education!Be careful not to teach my son badly! 】

Song Qingge smiled and sent her the time of marriage.

After a while, Xu Wan replied [Is the best man handsome? 】

Qingge [Fortunately, they are all elites, and you know one of them. 】

Xu Wan asked [Who? 】

Song Qingge [Wu Jing. 】

[Oh, Wu Dazhuang, how many best men are there. 】

Song Qingge said, 【There is also Gao Zirui, a good friend of Fengcheng, he has a different style from Wu Jing, he is sunny and handsome. 】

Xu Wan sent a smirk expression [what to do, I want to have both best men in my bag. 】

Song Qingge also joked [take it, take it, as long as you have the ability. 】

Xu Wan【Who is the other bridesmaid? 】

(End of this chapter)