Song Yan froze, his eyes darkened, he bent his fingers to hook the soft tongue, and pulled it out with a little force, the man immediately groaned uncomfortably, wanting to shrink back.

But how could Song Yan fulfill his wish, whoever started the fire would have to put it out.

He pulled off his tie, pinched the man's cheek, leaned over and kissed him.

In the narrow space, the aroma of gardenias and bellflowers are intertwined, and in the end it is hard to tell which belongs to which.

Wu Xi felt that he had a very beautiful dream. In the dream, there was his sister and Little Pea. The sister was standing on the sunny grass drying clothes, and Little Pea was as high as his knees, stumbling towards him.

Afraid that Little Pea would break, he hurried forward to catch her, but a pair of big hands hugged Little Pea before him.

Song Yan, who was wearing formal attire, was hugging Little Pea, and his smile was unprecedentedly gentle. He just looked at him affectionately, as if he was the person he loved the most in this life.

The dream is gone here, Wu Xi opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling in a daze, it really was a dream.

Little Pea was gone a long time ago, her sister also passed away two years ago, and Song Yan, he would never be able to face himself with such a gentle expression.

His brain gradually came to his senses, memories about yesterday surfaced, Wu Xi sat up in surprise, his waist felt sore, he paused, and slowly pulled the quilt away, under the quilt, he was completely naked, his exposed skin was covered in pink hickey

He remembered that he received a text message, and then the period suddenly came, and at the end of his consciousness disappearing, he seemed to hear Song Yan calling his name.

The heart skipped a beat, Wu Xi looked towards the door, there was a slight sound outside, could it be that Song Yan was outside?

With dry clothes on the chair, Wu Xi endured the pain in his body, got out of bed and changed into clothes.

The size of the clothes was just right, and the waist seemed to be tailor-made for him. A guess flashed in Wu Xi's mind, but it was completely rejected before it took shape.

He buttoned the last button and walked towards the door. When he pressed the doorknob, he deliberately slowed down, trying not to make a sound as he pressed the door lock, and slowly opened a gap.

As soon as the door opened, voices from outside poured in. Song Yan suppressed what he was saying, even if he couldn't hear the content clearly, Wu Xi could still feel the anger in his tone.

Wu Xi hesitated, his curiosity drove him closer, and he looked out of the door with one eye.

Song Yan was sitting on the sofa with his back to him, and a man was kneeling on the ground with his hands pressed behind him.

"Are you still unwilling to say who ordered you?" Song Yan said flatly, playing with the watch on his wrist.

The man straightened his neck and said stiffly: "I did everything myself! I just see you unhappy, and I don't want everyone to live under your oppression in the future!"

"Papa..." Song Yan suddenly clapped his hands twice, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "That's really good, Song Xin wrote the manuscript for you, right?"

The man's face was ugly, and he said: "Young Master Song is upright and kind, don't slander him for a despicable and shameless villain like you!"

Song Yan sneered, took out a gun and pointed it at the man's forehead, and said, "Then let's see if that upright and kind Young Master Song will come to rescue you now."

The author says:

Can I spoil Song Yan and know that Wu Xi is pregnant with his child??

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