After binding the rich woman system, I became a top white, rich and beautiful woman

Lin Yaoyao was clearly angry with Song Shijiu, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

He reached out and gently tucked her hair behind her ears. "Sister Yao, where do you want me to go when you're like this?"

Song Shijiu, who is as gentle as water.

Her eyes were filled with Song Shijiu.

Facing him like this, Lin Yaoyao really couldn't say anything unpleasant.

But when what a person thinks in his heart is no longer what he says, everything changes!

This kind of change will become something she herself hates.

"99, am I sick? I actually want to do it with Song Nineteen..."

Rich99: "Host, this is a normal physiological need. There's nothing wrong with it. If you want to, then do it! There's no need to suppress yourself."

"But I'm a woman. How can I be more proactive than a man and desire that kind of thing more?" Lin Yaoyao was asking Baofu99, but also herself.

Rich99: "Host, are you okay? You are a person first, and a woman second. Is it shameful for people to have physical needs? What's wrong with being more proactive than men? You have this system in hand, and all men in the world should be at your disposal. It's his honor that you're interested in Song Shijiu and want to have sex with him today, and he should be grateful."

"Alright, enjoy the fun. This system is leaving."

Baofu99 left as soon as he said he would, and no matter how Lin Yaoyao shouted, there was no movement at all!

Lin Yaoyao had no choice but to stand up from the sofa, suddenly moved closer to Song Shijiu, and raised her hand to hook his neck.

She didn't say anything, but her breathing became heavier. He was surprised and delighted, "Sister Yao, I understand!"

So, the reason why Sister Yao was angry was that she wanted it, but he didn't get her point.

Sister Yao was furious!!!

"Enlightened?" Lin Yaoyao's tone was still angry, but not as strong as before. "What did you realize?"

Song Shijiu didn't respond, but took the initiative to take off his clothes.

Lin Yaoyao's anger disappeared completely, and a look of joy appeared at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Seeing this, Song Shijiu heaved a sigh of relief and whispered beside Lin Yaoyao's earlobe with his two thin lips, "Sister Yao, next time you want it, just say you want it. I'm just an ordinary person and can't read your mind. I can't guess your thoughts accurately."

"But as long as you ask, I will definitely make you happy even if it means I have to shoot... all the bullets... and die."

Song Shijiu used bold words and Lin Yaoyao was successfully amused by him.

She asked him coquettishly, "Didn't you say you were talking about a new skill? I thought you watched some porn and learned something, but now it turns out you're talking about massage skills?"

Song Shijiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed after two seconds. "Sister Yao, so you were expecting me to use my new skill to 'love' you?"

Lin Yaoyao snorted, "No, don't be so self-indulgent."

"Really?" Song Shijiu asked.

Lin Yaoyao: "No, no, no, important things should be said three times."

"No? Oh, I really learned it, but what a pity, it seems I won't be able to use it today..."

"!!!" Lin Yaoyao bit his shoulder, "Song Shijiu, try teasing me again?"

Song Nineteen: "Okay, Sister Yao, I'll listen to you."

But... this 'funny' is not that 'funny'!!!

……

.........

Lin Yaoyao is too tired.

After everything calmed down, she fell asleep in Song Shijiu's arms.

Looking at her beautiful sleeping face, the man took out his mobile phone, took a close-up photo, and posted it to his circle of friends, which was visible only to him.

I have seen the most beautiful stars, how can I bear to let them go?

The accompanying picture is Lin Yaoyao’s sleeping face!

...

After Li Qingcheng's flight arrived at Haicheng International Airport, he looked around but couldn't find Lin Yaoyao.

She frowned, complaining in her heart that Lin Yaoyao had no sense of time. She reached for her phone and called Lin Yaoyao.

The phone rang for two seconds before being answered.

Li Qingcheng: "Lin Yaoyao, I got off the plane, where are you?"

There was silence on the other end of the receiver for two seconds, and then a magnetic, sexy male voice came: "She's asleep."

Li Qingcheng took the phone from her ear and carefully checked that it was indeed Lin Yaoyao's number. After confirming that she had dialed the right number, she took a deep breath and asked the man on the other end, "Who are you?"

Song Shijiu stood by the French window in the living room, holding Lin Yaoyao's phone in his hand. He listened to Li Qingcheng ask him "Who?" After a moment's thought, his Adam's apple rolled, and instead of answering, he asked, "Miss Li, which airport are you at? Do you need me to pick you up?"

Li Qingcheng: "..."

She remained silent, so Song Shijiu asked again, "Miss Li, do you need someone to pick you up?"

Lin Yaoyao fell asleep, and Li Qingcheng didn't know the man who answered the phone. How could she have the nerve to let him answer?

"No, just tell me the address and I'll take a taxi there myself."

Song Shijiu reported the address of the apartment.

Li Qingcheng replied with an "OK" and hung up the phone immediately.

...

It took Li Qingcheng fifty minutes to get from the airport to Song Shijiu's apartment.

This time when she called Lin Yaoyao again, it was she who answered the phone, but she spoke incoherently, obviously talking in her sleep.

Li Qingcheng frowned again and again, raised her voice, and asked angrily, "Lin Yaoyao, are you still sleeping? I'm already here, when are you planning to come downstairs?"

Lin Yaoyao was originally drowsy, but as she heard Li Qingcheng's questioning, she woke up instantly and sat up from the bed.

"What did you say?"

Li Qingcheng gritted her teeth: "I'm downstairs, when will you come down?"

Lin Yaoyao glanced at the screen of her mobile phone and saw the time: 1:30 in the morning.

"..." Lin Yaoyao was confused. "You've already arrived in Haicheng?"

Li Qingcheng was too lazy to respond. She threatened ruthlessly, "Lin Yaoyao, I won't see you for five minutes. My nephew will be very interested in your story with that man..."

The call was hung up.

Listening to the busy tone coming from the receiver, Lin Yaoyao was confused. It was not until she saw an received call from Li Qingcheng in the call log that she realized what had happened while she was asleep.

Song 19.

You are going to kill me.

Complaining in her heart, Lin Yaoyao quickly got out of bed, put on her clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

Song Shijiu was busy working on his laptop. When he saw her come out, he called her gently, "Sister Yao, are you awake?"

Lin Yaoyao walked to the entrance to put on her shoes and asked Song Shijiu, "Did you tell Li Qingcheng your home address?"

Song Shijiu said "hmm".

After putting on her shoes, Lin Yaoyao looked at the man sitting on the sofa holding a laptop, "Nineteen, she called me, why didn't you wake me up?"

"You are too tired. I want you to rest for a while."

It was a perfect reason, so perfect that Lin Yaoyao couldn't bear to say a word to Song Nineteen. But only she knew how much she disliked this feeling.

"I'm leaving." After saying these three words, Lin Yaoyao opened the door and left without looking back.

This time, she didn't bring his car keys.

Song Shijiu originally wanted to chase after her and give it to her, but he received a WeChat message from Lin Yaoyao.

She said: I don’t like others making decisions for me!

What it means is self-evident!

Song Nineteen's desire to catch up instantly vanished. He stared blankly at the entrance for a long time before he smiled bitterly and whispered softly, "I just feel sorry for you. What have I done wrong?"

...

There is a 24-hour coffee shop downstairs from Song Shijiu's apartment.

Lin Yaoyao pushed the door open and saw Li Qingcheng sitting by the window, putting on makeup.

Although Li Qingcheng is 35 years old, the Li family has good genes, she takes good care of herself, and she has never suffered any hardship, so she looks like she is only in her twenties.

If you don’t mention her age, who can tell that she is already in her thirties?

Dress up carefully to meet your first love.

It's really bloody.

Lin Yaoyao walked over and sat down opposite her. "Sorry, I overslept and didn't hear the phone ring."

"The man who answered the phone must be Song Shijiu. Lin Yaoyao, you can do it. If you come to Haicheng to do things for me, you must find time to have sex with him." Li Qingcheng was concentrating on putting on makeup. She didn't even look at Lin Yaoyao, and her tone of voice was surprisingly indifferent.

But every word she said made Lin Yaoyao feel ashamed.

There's nothing wrong with playing with men.

There's nothing wrong with having your feet on several boats.

But if someone finds out, it will be a big deal!

Especially since Li Qingcheng is the aunt of one of Lin Yaoyao's "ships".

"Don't be nervous. I won't tell Nanxun. But..." Li Qingcheng hesitated for a few seconds before moving from opposite Lin Yaoyao to sit next to her and continued to ask, "Are you really not afraid at all? Nanxun is very possessive. If your affair with Song Shijiu were to be exposed, he wouldn't be so..."

Before Li Qingcheng could finish her words, Lin Yaoyao interrupted her and said, "I know how to handle my own affairs. Please don't worry about me, Miss Li."

After she finished speaking, Lin Yaoyao took out her cell phone, opened the recording of her conversation with Mo Shanling's wife, and handed a Bluetooth headset to Li Qingcheng.

Only after Li Qingcheng took the headphones and put them on did Lin Yaoyao press the play button.

The conversation between the two was clear and audible. Li Qingcheng's expression changed several times. When the recording finished playing, she looked at Lin Yaoyao with confusion.

"He's married, he has kids, he..."

"A good horse never turns back." Li Qingcheng interrupted Lin Yaoyao. Although she was clearly disappointed and sad, she pretended to be 'carefree'. "I, Li Qingcheng, was born noble. How could I possibly want a second-hand item?"

After taking off the Bluetooth headset and throwing it to Lin Yaoyao, Li Qingcheng packed up his things and stood up, "I can't wait to see him."

...

In the taxi from the coffee shop to Mo Shanling Community, Li Qingcheng was nervous, excited and uneasy.

But she didn't show it at all. She stared at the scenery rapidly receding outside the car window and chatted with Lin Yaoyao in a few words.

"How long have you and Song Nineteen been together?"

"We're not together, we're just friends."

"Friends?" Li Qingcheng sneered, "What friends? Friends who can roll in the sheets and take a bath together?"

Li Qingcheng's words were too shocking.

The taxi drivers all looked at them in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Lin Yaoyao: “…”

It’s good to know it in your mind, why say it out loud?

It was quite embarrassing in the taxi.

She was too embarrassed to speak, but Li Qingcheng had no intention of letting her go, and asked her questions one after another.

"What about you and my oldest nephew? What kind of friends are you?"

"Is it possible to develop into friends who make love and take showers together?"

"Recently, the Situ family has been trying to give Yuanyuan to my eldest nephew. You..."

"........."

"Ms. Li." Lin Yaoyao couldn't bear to listen any longer, so she asked Li Qingcheng, "Is he your nephew?"

Li Qingcheng nodded, "He is 100% my nephew."

Lin Yaoyao said: "Hehe~"

Lin Yaoyao’s inner thoughts: To be honest, it’s really frustrating to be Li Qingcheng’s nephew.

After all...how could a proper aunt introduce a female sea king to her nephew?

What would happen if my parents found out about this?

...

Soon, the car arrived at the entrance of Mo Shanling's residential complex. Li Qingcheng asked to drive in, but the taxi driver refused. "The roads in this complex are too narrow. It's easy to get in, but difficult to get out. It takes a lot of time. Please, both of you, walk a few steps."

Of course Li Qingcheng was unwilling. She frowned tightly and the words "add money" were about to come out of her mouth.

Lin Yaoyao opened the car door in time and got out, stopping her with practical actions. She stood by the roadside and smiled at her, "Ms. Li, come down."

It takes about five or six minutes to walk from the entrance of the community to the building where Mo Shanling lives.

Along the way, the entire picture of the community, illuminated by the night lights, fell into Li Qingcheng's sight.

chaos.

broken.

old.

old……

Almost all bad words that can be used to describe a building can be used to describe this community.

As for the taxi driver saying it was narrow...it wasn't narrow at all. In Li Qingcheng's eyes, it was simply a narrow path. It felt small even for walking, let alone driving.

While mentally forgiving the taxi driver for his refusal, Li Qingcheng called Lin Yaoyao and asked her seriously, "How much is the housing price in this community?"

Lin Yaoyao looked at Li Qingcheng deeply and said, "Let's make peace."

Li Qingcheng was shocked and asked, "Such a shabby house? It's more expensive than Qingcheng?"

Lin Yaoyao nodded. "This is Haicheng. The housing prices are comparable to those in Longcheng. How can Qingcheng compare?"

Li Qingcheng didn't say anything else.

She followed Lin Yaoyao quietly, not knowing what she was thinking, and her expression became more and more solemn.

Finally arrived, the elevator was stopped, so we had to take the stairs.

Li Qingcheng's head started to hurt.

"Which floor does he live on?" she asked Lin Yaoyao.

Lin Yaoyao smiled slightly, "9th floor."

Li Qingcheng: "..."

Lin Yaoyao knew that Li Qingcheng couldn't stand the pain of climbing stairs in her seven-centimeter high heels, so she suggested, "I'll call and ask him to come down."

"No, thanks." Li Qingcheng refused quickly, as if she was afraid that if she was a second late, Lin Yaoyao would call her.

Then, she took off her high heels and held them in her hands, "Lin Yaoyao, you go ahead."

Although she didn't say anything, Lin Yaoyao knew that she just wanted to see with her own eyes what kind of life the man she once loved so deeply was living now.

Lin Yaoyao and Li Qingcheng climbed the nine floors for more than twenty minutes. It was almost three o'clock when they knocked on Mo Shanling's door.

Mo Shanling hasn't slept yet.

He suffers from insomnia!

Because of Li Qingcheng.

Hearing the knock on the door, he almost subconsciously got up from the sofa and walked towards the entrance.

Through the peephole on the door, he saw Li Qingcheng at a glance, although many years had passed, but the years had left no trace on her face.

She is still incredibly beautiful!

She has lost her youthfulness and gained many of the charms that only belong to mature women.

She was still the one who made his heart flutter at the first sight. But he...was no longer the same as before.

Mo Shanling held the door handle for a long time, but still didn't open the door.

He flinched.

He regretted it.

He said to himself over and over again, "Just let her remember me from that time, isn't that good?"

Outside.

Lin Yaoyao knocked on the door and saw no one opened it. She took out her phone and muttered, "I'll give him a call. He's probably asleep."

Li Qingcheng snatched Lin Yaoyao's phone away and stared at the peephole with burning eyes, "He's behind the door."

Lin Yaoyao was shocked.

Li Qingcheng continued, "I know you're watching, I know you can hear me, we haven't seen each other for so many years, are you sure you want to shut me out?"

The door was not open and there was no movement in the house.

Li Qingcheng pursed her lips, her eyes were a little red, but she didn't stop talking.

"If only I had wings!!" Li Qingcheng said this briefly with a tearful tone.

When Mo Shanling inside the door heard this, memories of his love affair with Li Qingcheng flooded his mind.

The handsome boy and the beautiful girl promised to spend their lives together, and love grew wildly between them.

Under the bright moonlight and starry night sky, the boy and girl said affectionately, "Qingcheng, don't you want a pair of wings the most? From now on, I will be your wings and help you fulfill all your wishes."

The girl jumped for joy when she heard that. "Really? Any wish can come true?"

The boy replied confidently, "Yes, all of them."

The girl blinked and asked again, "Then how should I let you know when I want you to fulfill my wish?"

The boy thought seriously for a while and suggested, "When you want me to fulfill your wish, just say 'I wish I had wings'. That way I'll know..."

Later, she made a wish to him.

It was the day they broke up.

She wore an expensive dress, like a proud white swan, and met him at a restaurant with a per capita cost of seven figures...