Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 11 Do we know each other? (1)
The most eye-catching thing is the pair of small round landlord sunglasses on the bridge of his small nose.

When he occasionally raised his eyes to sneak a peek at the angry orgasm, his black grape-like eyeballs rolled around, as if he was thinking of some bad idea, and he vividly looked like the little traitor in the Anti-Japanese War movie.

"Climax Shushu, I'm sorry, so and so shouldn't let everyone know that Shushu looks like a mouse!"

The apology that sounded insincere was full of air, but it was a bit gloating.

Song Qiyan looked at the child's winking and full stomach, and couldn't help but deepen the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Even he himself didn't know why he was inexplicably happy and relieved his irritable mood.

"Strange, why don't I know which young master or young lady in the circle has such a big child?"

Liang Yichen looked at the children downstairs who were circling around the climax, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"I said, why does this child seem more and more familiar the more I look at it, I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Song Qiyan glanced at Liang Yichen's effort to dig his brain to remember, but he was not very interested in the familiarity of his mouth, and then glanced at the child downstairs who was chirping like a little sparrow.

"The child's hair is brown, Qiyan, do you think he is of mixed race?"

"You think too much."

Song Qiyan patted Liang Yichen's hand off his shoulder, and poured Liang Yichen a basin of cold water.

"Why am I thinking too much? Look at his facial features, which are more profound than those of ordinary children of the same age. Have you ever seen a Chinese couple who can give birth to such a child with brown hair and sharp facial features?"

Originally full of interest, because Liang Yichen's more enthusiastic gossip completely disappeared.

Song Qiyan ignored Liang Yichen's relentless questioning, withdrew his hand resting on the fence, and turned to leave.

"Will you get out of the way for me? Whose child is so uneducated, get out of here!"

He had just taken two steps when he heard a low growl suppressed and resentful suddenly.

Song Qiyan paused, turned around, lowered his quiet eyes and looked down through the fence.

In the bright and spacious lobby, Gao Gao looked impatient, and casually pushed the child who was in the way in front of him to the side.

Amidst the slight exclamations around, the child staggered unexpectedly and fell to the ground.

There was an empty sound in the empty lobby, echoing lingeringly.

There was a subtle "chirp chirp" sound from Gao Chao's legs, Gao Chao followed the sound, and found that there was an extra chick on the side of his polished leather shoes, and it was squatting on the heel of his shoe right now. Chicken shit.

A chill rose from his stomach, and he glanced at the guests watching the theater around him, losing all face during his orgasm.

The mood that was still not easy to be relieved suddenly became irritable again, glared angrily at the child lying on the ground, raised his foot and kicked the chicken fiercely, cursed viciously: "Little beast, call you No eyes!"

Song Qiyan looked down on the second floor, and the light in the corridor cast a sharp silhouette on his side face. He suddenly turned around and was about to walk to the stairs, but his chest was held down by a strong hand: "You don't care about this kind of trivial matter?" Do you care?"

Liang Yichen restrained his cynical smile just now, and blocked Song Qiyan's way with disapproval.

"Although I know that you can do nothing with your worth, but since you plan to go back to the Song family, it's best not to offend anyone in the city's celebrity circle..."

Song Qiyan looked at Liang Yichen, who was obstructing, and twitched the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile.

His answer was only one word: "Oh."

Obviously, he didn't expect Song Qiyan to listen to such persuasion, Liang Yichen was taken aback, unable to react for a while.

However, at the moment Liang Yichen was in a trance, Song Qiyan suddenly pushed him away, and then quickly walked towards the stairs.

The moment he and Liang Yichen passed by, the smile on Song Qiyan's mouth disappeared completely and without a trace.

From the second floor to the first floor, there is no obstruction along the way.

The oncoming people all gave way one by one, for fear of bumping into the muzzle of this man who seemed calm but exuded the cold aura of "If you mess with me, you will die".

In fact, even Song Qiyan himself couldn't understand his thoughts at the moment. He didn't understand why he suddenly became so angry that he wanted to take that man named Gao Mingchao to a corner and beat and kick him a lesson!
In the past 34 years of his life, why didn't he realize that he was actually a good person who would help each other when he saw injustice?
Song Qiyan raised his thin lips in a self-deprecating manner, surprised by his abnormality, but he still didn't stop walking.

Suddenly, a light scent of green tea brushed his nose.

Immediately afterwards, a goose-yellow figure quickly passed over his body, trotting forward.

It was as if a curse suddenly descended on him, and Song Qiyan's feet stopped slowly.

Until he couldn't move his pace anymore, when the slender yellow shadow began to run in his vision.

There is still a faint fragrance in the air, mixed with that woman's unique smell.

Song Qiyan stood where he was, smelling the fragrance that had only appeared in his life for one night, his heart and body unexpectedly started to move at the same time, and the hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists at some point.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, betraying his mood at the moment.

His heart and his body laughed at each other at this second: So you never forgot her?

Even if it was just for one night, she was like a virus fused into his blood, engraved into his bone marrow. It took him four years to get her out of his brain, but it became clearer and clearer.

It was so clear that he often couldn't sleep at night, when he closed his eyes, it was her clear eyes and shy kiss on that rainy night...

He despised himself inwardly.

It seemed that no matter how long it had passed, he couldn't resist this strange feeling, the influence that Jin Ziqi left on him.

Song Qiyan closed his eyes, but opened them immediately, among the people coming and going, he saw Jin Ziqi who stopped in front of the climax for the first time.

He didn't deliberately try to find or find.

But Jin Ziqi seems to have the power to pull him.

Make it impossible for him to ignore at any time, so that he can always find her in the first moment.

She was wearing a bright yellow tube top chiffon dress, the skirt was very long, winding on the ground like a pool of soft water, without any extra embellishments or flaws, it looked extremely noble.

She wore a diamond-encrusted necklace on her snow-white fragrant neck. Against the backdrop of the diamonds, her delicate collarbone sparkled with crystal-clear water against the bright light.

The smooth black hair was rolled up behind her head in a casual gesture, and a few strands fell playfully on the sideburns, adding a charming and lazy beauty, like a princess who just stepped down from the palace.

(End of this chapter)