Madam's black history was picked up

Si Tianmu held An Yajie's arm tightly, nervous and angry.

Qian Bao was so angry that his face turned blue, his angry voice trembled, and he was bumped into him just a little bit.

Song Ci sat on the ground, looking at Qian Bao who was holding her with a dumbfounded expression.

Anyajie ignored Si Tianmu's anger, threw away Si Tianmu and strode to Song Ci.

"Song Ci, are you alright? Are you injured?" Anyajie squatted in front of Song Ci, looking left and right, very anxious.

Yang Dazhuang and Aya also chased up from behind.

Aya panted and squatted in front of Song Ci: "Song Ci, how could you run into the driveway? How dangerous it is."

Song Ci withdrew his gaze from Qian Bao's face and lowered his head: "I'm sorry for making everyone worry."

Si Tianmu saw that there were more and more people watching around, so he turned Qian Bao, who was livid, and said, "If you have anything to do, let's go back and talk about it, don't stick around here."
Qian Bao nodded, suppressing his anger and helped Song Ci up.

"Hiss." Song Ci endured the pain and stood up.

Qian Bao looked down and saw that the trousers on Song Ci's knees were all torn, and the skin on his knees was also torn, with a little blood coming out.

Without saying a word, he bent down to recite Song Ci, and walked back with a sullen face without saying a word.

Yang Dazhuang and Si Tianmu looked at each other, Yang Dazhuang shrugged, and they each pulled their girlfriends back.

Si Tianmu asked Anyajie next to him suspiciously: "What are you three doing in the kitchen? Why did you run out after one after the other? Who is messing with whom?"

Anyajie kept looking at Song Ci in front of her and didn't speak.

Si Tianmu was very curious: "Did you provoke Song Ci, or Aya provoked you?" Si Tianmu thought about the order in which the three of them ran out, and automatically made up his mind there.

Anyajie shook her head and did not speak.

Si Tianmu saw that An Yajie didn't want to say anything, and he didn't force it. He saw that Qian Bao was walking with Song Ci on his back, and he thought it was quite interesting.

So she turned her head to look at Anyajie: "Do you want me to carry you?"

"Huh?" Anyajie was thinking about something on her mind, she didn't hear what Si Tianmu said, she looked up at Si Tianmu blankly.

Si Tianmu said in a good-tempered manner again: "Do you want me to carry you?"

After An Yajie heard it clearly, she was angry and funny, and she gave Si Tianmu a white look: "A man with a lot of nerves."

"Hey." Si Tianmu was not happy when he heard it.

"Why did I become so nervous when I carried you on my back? Why don't you know what's good or bad?"

Anyajie rolled her eyes speechlessly: "I said, do you know how to watch the momentum? Didn't you see that Qian Bao is suppressing his anger right now?"

"He recited Song Ci because Song Ci was frightened, and her knee was scratched. You didn't see it. What's the matter if you want to recite me now? It's a show of affection, do you understand?"

"Qian Bao is already on the verge of getting angry. If you still show affection behind him and stimulate him, you won't be afraid that he will turn around and kick you."

Si Tianmu muttered softly: "You can also pretend to be scared, why are you acting so tough."

Anya gave him a white look and ignored him.

Yang Dazhuang and Aya walked at the end side by side, Yang Dazhuang said with a smile on his face, "Aya, why did you provoke them, making them run faster than the other?"

"What do you mean I messed with them? Why are you talking?" Aya glared at Yang Dazhuang angrily.

"Isn't it?" Yang Dazhuang was puzzled.

"Then why did you chase them out with such an anxious face?"

"Oh, it's so rare that you can still see my anxious face."

Aya is very contemptuous of the emotional intelligence of these men, especially Qian Bao. His girlfriend has been unhappy for two days, and he didn't notice it at all. .

Aya really convinced him, everyone said that men and women think very differently, but judging from Qian Bao's performance, the difference is not just a star, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

Yang Dazhuang was choked by Aya, he touched the tip of his nose unnaturally, and then looked curious again.

"Then what happened between you, aren't the three of you best friends?"

"It's not about the three of us, it's about you men."

Yang Dazhuang was confused: "What does this have to do with us? We've been chatting in the living room."

Aya shook her head and sighed: "You men, you will never understand what women are thinking."

"Then if you tell us, we will understand, how will I understand if you don't tell me?"

Aya closed her eyes and raised her forehead. She suddenly thought of a sentence said by an emotional expert, which really answered the woman's thoughts.

"I'm talking about hypocrisy, not aggrieved."

Qian Bao carried Song Ci back to the villa, carried her upstairs, and then slammed the door of the room.

Si Tianmu and the others stood downstairs, all looking up at the upstairs.

Si Tianchen looked at the people with different expressions, very curious: "What happened, what happened to Qian Bao and Song Ci?"

Si Tianmu sat down with a smile: "I guess Qian Bao must be teaching his wife a lesson."

Yang Dazhuang also came over and added: "And it's the kind that doesn't see blood."

"Hahaha……"

The three men laughed heartlessly, Anyajie and Aya could only look at the sky speechlessly.

in the room.

Qian Bao looked at Song Ci who was sitting on the bed without saying a word, he was so angry that he turned around several times, raised his hand and didn't know where to hit him, so he could only scratch his head vigorously.

He turned around again on the spot with his hips on his hips, tilted his head and looked at the silent Song Ci.

"What on earth do you want to do? Ah? You have been unhappy since you came out of the mountains, and you didn't say anything when you asked what happened to you, and now you ran to the street to play and hurt yourself."

"Sister, what are you going to do? Huh?"

Song Ci lowered his head and bit his lips tightly, as if he was engaged in some fierce ideological struggle.

Qian Bao was going crazy, he really wanted to hit someone now, but he didn't know who to hit.

"Sister, can you say something, can we stop playing silent?"

Song Ci took a deep breath and said, "Let's break up."

Qian Bao didn't react all of a sudden, bent over and stared at Song Ci in a daze for several seconds.

After a while, he asked uncertainly, "What did you say?"

Song Ci looked up at Qian Bao, and repeated: "Let's break up."

Qian Bao stared at Song Ci for a long while, his expression unclear: "Song Ci, do you know what you are talking about?"

Song Ci turned her head away from Qian Bao, she bit her lip: "I know exactly what I'm talking about."

Qian Bao straightened up and glanced at the window, then turned his head to look at Song Ci, his face was already icy cold.

"What do you think of our relationship as a game? The game is over when you get tired of it."

Song Ci resisted the urge to cry: "I have never regarded our relationship as a game, on the contrary, I cherish every day we are together."

"Then why are you talking about breaking up? It's fun?" Qian Bao was puzzled.

Song Ci pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, buried his head low: "Because...you deserve a better woman to accompany you."

"Hehe." Qian Bao laughed angrily when he heard such strange remarks.

"Song Ci, let me tell you what is going on in your head all day long. Why do I feel that sometimes your thinking is a little different from our normal people's?"

Song Ci ignored Qian Bao's teasing, she looked up at Qian Bao: "I am serious, and I made the decision after careful consideration."

"I'm serious too." Qian Bao held back his anger.

"Which normal woman would push her man onto other women, I have to say you are too big, or you are short-sighted."

"Or maybe you don't love me that much, and I'm dispensable to you."

"That's not true." Song Ci became anxious when she heard Qian Bao's words, she immediately jumped up from the bed and looked at Qian Bao.

"I love you even more than I love myself. If there is only one person alive in this world, then I hope that the one who survives must be you."

Qian Bao felt a little better when he heard this, and most of his anger subsided.

He eased his tone, and reached out to hold Song Ci's shoulders: "Since you love me so much, why do you still push me on other women, what a guy who doesn't mean it."

"No, Qian Bao." Song Ci looked at Qian Bao seriously.

"It is because I love you so much that I say this. If I don't love you so much, if I love myself more, then I will always be by your side, no matter what others say or laugh, as long as I can It's good to be by your side."

"But I can't do this, because I love you, as long as it's good for you, I'm willing to do whatever it takes me to do."

"To paraphrase Anya, as long as it is beneficial to you, I will do it even if I betray the whole world."

Qian Bao was so moved when he heard it, he held Song Ci tightly in his arms, and said softly, "Fool, love is not as complicated as you think."

"You just need to know that I like you and you like me too, as long as we both want to be together forever, that's enough."

Song Ci snuggled into Qian Bao's arms greedily: "Qian Bao, you are so outstanding, there should be an equally outstanding woman standing beside you, but I..."

"I'm not that smart, and I'm not that beautiful. Not only can I not help you, but I always hold you back."

"If you get laughed at because I'm not good enough, I'll hate myself to death."

Qian Bao rested his chin on the top of Song Ci's head, and his voice was unusually gentle: "Song Ci, I am not very good at expressing feelings."

"I always feel that liking someone doesn't have to be said out. I think it's better to express it with practical actions. But now I want to tell you that I love you no less than you love me, on the contrary it will only be more many."

"Remember when we were on the island? You burned your hand trying to make a fire to warm me up. From that moment on, you lived in my heart."

"At the beginning when I was with you, I was moved by you and stayed with you. At that time, I felt more moved than liked you, but after walking with you for a long time, I found that you have a kind of positive energy. "