-How many, how many does it mean?
A complete reality was slowly pieced together in her mind: Somehow, she, Song Weichen, the harmless little cute girl who was already famous and had a master, actually slept with that cold-faced King of Hell, Mo Tingfeng... Wu Qing lives on the same bed, and their behavior is ambiguous and intimate.
Although she was lying with her clothes on, it was enough to make her want to die where she was.
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It’s over, it’s over, my whole life’s reputation and womanhood have been killed together. Song Weichen raised his hands to cover his face, resisting death and not wanting to accept this reality.
"When I woke up last night, I saw you fainted on the floor, so I carried you back to bed. Did you bump into something?"
Mo Tingfeng didn't want to take advantage of others' danger. He saw her fainting after waking up last night. He fell to the ground, and despite the heart-wrenching pain, he managed to carry her back to bed, and fell asleep again. Just now when Guyu knocked on the door, he also woke up, but he didn't know when he held her in his arms, even after taking the medicine. , he was also moved at this moment.
Song Weichen was wrapped in his arms, and his warm breath was against her ear. This feeling was really strange. She wanted to jump and run away quickly, but he held her tighter instead. He made a few mistakes, no matter if he made a mistake or he couldn't help it, after all, he didn't want to let her go.
"Wei Wei, I'm sorry, there may be something wrong with that sachet. I was confused last night...I, I will be responsible for you."
Her face froze, what kind of devil's speech was this, What's the responsibility? Who wants you to take responsibility... You said it's the problem with the sachet, so is it also the problem with the sachet that you hug me now and won't let go? You are a thousand-year-old sinister man and a ten thousand-year-old pervert! She complained in her heart.
Song Weichen was ashamed and annoyed. Things had developed like this inexplicably. She still didn't know how to face the big bird in Wangchuan... No, no, no, she must not let him know!
She tried hard to push him away, "It's just a kiss, you're not responsible."
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"It's just a kiss?"
The next second, he propped up his upper body, held her shoulders with his hands and covered them under his body, forcing her to look at him.
"Song Weichen, do you think I am so casual? Or are you so casual?"
Watt? It was obvious that he was scornful of her, but at this moment he looked like she had taken advantage of him. This gangster logic made Song Weichen speechless, but she didn't want to get entangled with him anymore, at least not in this posture...< br>
"Let me go. Whether I am a random person or not has nothing to do with you. In short, just pretend that this matter never happened. I will not tell your fox sister, nor will I tell Cang Yue." Hearing her When he mentioned Gu Cangyue, his heart froze and he let go of his grip on her. Did she really care about that person?
Smiling at himself, he got out of bed and stood with his back to her, his hands behind his back. His heart was sour but his mouth was unforgiving, "Since you are so casual, it seems ridiculous for me to force you to be responsible. . That’s all, pack up and go out to meet He Ran and Wu Jiu. After all, you are now Sang Pu.”
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He turned to look at her, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, "Song Weichen, let me remind you that you and I slept together last night, and everyone in the house must have known it by now. Whether you want it or not, It is an established fact that Sang Pu is Mo Tingfeng’s woman. Don’t think that none of this happened.”
Mo Tingfeng went out, leaving Song Weichen alone and messy. What were his last words. You mean, are you planning to kidnap public opinion? What would happen if this reached Gu Cangyue's ears... Song Weichen threw the pillow at the door angrily to vent his anger. He clearly did it on purpose! He just didn't want her to have an easy time, and he just couldn't bear to see others being nice to her.
Humph, in that case, she wouldn't let him have an easy time. "You forced me to go against you." Song Weichen gritted his teeth at the door, his bones clanking.
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Mo Tingfeng tidied up and came to the study room. Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing him come in, the two of them saluted together, and Ding Heran even had a gossipy look on his face, "Congratulations, sir!"
"Where does the joy come from?"
Him Her expression was indifferent, and her heart was still stuck in Song Weichen's resistance to her. The two of them had clearly stopped being in love, but she wanted to pretend that nothing had happened. How different was this from the free-spirited woman a thousand years ago! Sure enough, the mark of the past life is hard to erase. After all, it is so common for a woman who came out of a brothel to be kissed by a man.
Ding Heran originally wanted to say congratulations to Lord Si Chen on his happy marriage - it had been spread throughout the house last night that Lord Si Chen was getting intimate with a girl with a stunning appearance at the rouge shop. It is said that he also said " Afterwards, the two of them did not shy away from making disgusting remarks like "my people" and went back to Tingfeng Mansion hand in hand. This was a spectacle that had not been seen in Sichen Mansion for thousands of years, and it immediately spread the news.
Moreover, today he and Ye Wujiu arrived as promised. They waited and saw no sign of him. As a last resort, he asked Guyu, who was waiting in the back room of the mansion to serve Miss Sangpu when she got up in the morning, to come in and inquire. It turned out that he was staying at Wuqing. Home, it is true that the spring night is short and the sun rises high, Si Chen does not go to court early from now on.
Seeing that his expression was distant and cold at the moment, he did not seem to be immersed in love at all. Ding Heran quickly changed the topic, "Congratulations, sir, we have found clues about the things in the soul lamp!"