Song Qingcheng watched the silver Toyota car go away by the roadside, and the street was still full of color in the middle of the night, but it was no longer in the past. A long time ago, she bowed her head and brushed her hair by the wind, then turned around and walked 
slowly back.
There are cars coming and going at the door of the hotel.
Song Qingcheng didn’t walk the resplendent revolving door, but paced to the entrance to the basement not far away.
Occasionally, the horn in the open garage sounds far away or a car turns around and passes by.
From zone a to zone d …
Song Qingcheng’s pace is not fast. Finally, a corner in Zone D has found a black Jaguar in Yutingchuan’s car, which is like a sleeping beast with a commanding but low-key parking space.
I can vaguely see someone in the cab at some distance.
Slowly approaching through the half-lowered window is not bright. In the light, Song Qingcheng found that the man who closed his eyes by the seat showed a faint tiredness. It seemed that he was really asleep. His suit was thrown at random in the passenger seat, and a few pieces of paper were scattered with a file cover.
Her eyes then fell to Yu Tingchuan’s white shirt and unbuttoned two buttons. Both the neckline and the shoulders showed radian everywhere, but they were meticulous.
I can’t help but think of the first time I saw him in my old residence.
He came slowly from the floor, mature and steady, and the heavy momentum made Yujing give birth to a little retreat behind him.
I don’t know how long it has been since she raised her hand and tapped on the window.
Yu Tingchuan woke up quickly when he heard the noise, and when he opened his eyes, the traces of his double eyelids deepened, which made his eyes more profound. He lowered the window completely and looked sideways at the outside of the car.
Song Qingcheng shallowly rolled up his lips. Did you wait for a long time?
Voice did not fall, instrument panel, mobile phone vibration.
YuTingChuan picked up the words also face … um … D area … send it
Then he threw the phone back to its original place.
In less than a minute, the elevator door opened and a man rushed over.
The other party handed the file in his hand to Yutingchuan, respectfully said goodbye and went back to the building.
Yutingchuan lit a cigarette and looked down at the folder. His fingers quickly turned over a few pages and looked at it for a few seconds next to the whole Song Dynasty. Then he put his hand over his forehead and mouth and laughed at himself. I-
Some words have not been said after all.
Maybe I drank too much late.
She smiled faintly and tried to hide her affection at that moment, but making excuses seemed so lame.
At this time, Yutingchuan’s mobile phone rang again to break the embarrassing atmosphere.
It’s still business. His response speed is gentle, light and steady.
Song city no longer stay holding a shoulder bag goes to the door of the ladder.
I didn’t find a car approaching because I was in a hurry.
The sharp whistle sounded suddenly-
Song Qingcheng saw her mirror but didn’t respond. For a second, her slender arm was grabbed by a strong force, and the whole person was pulled back. When the car drove past her body, she passively rotated because of that force and hit the person behind her with a solid chest.
Even the waist was gently held by a man’s other big hand.
Section 37
☆ Chapter 6 Afraid of me?
The whole song dynasty was suddenly hugged around her waist and hit the belt. The metal buckle automatically hurt, and there was a moment of fright, even though she was quickly cleverly concealed by herself.
Yu Tingchuan looked at her and said, Don’t go home so late?
This question is somewhat irrelevant.
Song city hands still holding his shoulders waist is YuTingChuan haven’t back to the palm of your hand, her eyelids flickered like hesitated for a few seconds in the past four eyes touching her mouth raise chaos chuckle is going to go back.
But yutingchuan didn’t mean to let go.
The quiet night is also rendered, which makes people feel that they should not be at home.
Afraid of me? Yu Tingchuan suddenly spoke.
The man’s voice still sounds calm and calm, and he can’t guess his deep thoughts.
Song city to lift eyes staring at his eyes, where the desire is inexplicable, let this man give birth to a few minutes to resist the charm of abstinence.
No, she denied in a low voice, but the temperature of her cheeks increased.
Yu Tingchuan’s line of sight has always been fixed on her face. Seeing that she is mature and open, she will also be shy. He holds the waist hand of Song Qingcheng and loosens the strength. At the same time, she gently caresses the position of her waist. This behavior seems to be casual and with some charming hints.
Mature men are never attractive in appearance, especially these successful people.
Money gives them enough confidence to show off their style that is different from ordinary people, so no matter what they say or do, they look elegant and never make people move.
Song city took the opportunity to back off half a step and smiled faintly. It is not every night that you will miss the last bus.
After that, I intend to cross Yutingchuan to the basement exit.
Passing by, but being clamped down
Yu Tingchuan stretched out his hand and held her beautifully shaped wrist I’ll drive you
This is the second time that Yu Tingchuan took the initiative to pull her hand. At last, they rolled into the bed. Song Qingcheng was looked at his wrist with his deep eyes and felt that Yu Tingchuan’s thumb was rubbing his skin lightly, as if it were a tickling pointed feather.
She didn’t say that irrelevant will delay you from doing business
Yutingchuan didn’t answer the words and let go of her hand. Song Qingcheng looked at him in situ and opened the co-pilot door car
Song city hesitated a little, but finally went over.
In the car, Yu Tingchuan lit another cigarette and started the engine. He didn’t raise the window, but he asked Song Qingcheng symbolically, Can’t you turn on the air conditioner?
I’m afraid it’s nothing if she says she can’t after all the cigarettes have been lit.
This question is not so much asking for her advice as informing her.
The whole Song Dynasty turned its attention to the car dashboard, where there were half a pack of cigarettes and lighters, but in a short time Yutingchuan had smoked two cigarettes, and it was conceivable how heavy the private addiction was.