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Chapter 55(2/2)

He pulled Zhao Jindong's arm and walked very quickly, looking a little excited. Although Zhao Xinzhi and the others followed him, he was still very excited.

He needs to live such a colorful nightlife, especially with Zhao Jindong. He plans to show off his skills tonight and use a quick knife to cut the mess.

Fortunately, Zhao Baotao, Zhao Xinzhi should really like him. Once he falls in love with him, it is actually difficult to change his mind. Whether it is boiling a frog in warm water or cutting the mess with a quick knife, the pain is certain. Since this is the case, it is better to die early and reborn early.

He thought so and looked back at Zhao Xinyi in the autumn wind. This was all the evil he committed as an author.

Zhao Baotao patted his elder brother's shoulder, and he could see clearly that he was not feeling well himself, let alone Zhao Xinzhi.

I didn’t expect Song Chen and Zhao Jindong to get to this point. Not long ago, everyone felt that their marriage should not last for this year’s Spring Festival.

Meng Shi was very good at observing his expression and warmly greeted Zhao Xinzhi and the others to get into his car. After getting on the car, he kept talking nonsense and was very good at adjusting the atmosphere. Zhao Baotao was a playboy and could chat with him. Zhao Xinyi sat in the back and looked at Song Chen in another car not far away through the car window.

Song Chen let out a sigh, opened the window and breeze a little. After sitting down, Zhao Jindong asked, "Did you cry when you first watched the drama?"

Song Chen was a little embarrassed and said, "Don't you find it very touching?"

Zhao Jindong actually doesn't think so.

He is a cold-blooded person. In his life, he feels that after he is in junior high school, he rarely crys, let alone crying when watching movies and TV dramas or stage dramas. He clearly distinguishes himself. Compared to immersed in it, he tends to treat it as an art work when watching dramas. He is very rational and pays attention to appreciating performances, lines and stages. He can basically maintain an outsider's mentality throughout the whole process.

He is not very interested in such works of love and love.

Song Chen knew his expression immediately.

He is worthy of being the cold-blooded and ruthless male protagonist he created.

He can't do it. He is a bit pretentious and has rich emotions. Perhaps because of the author, he can make up for it. He may have been hard and lonely in his past, and it seems that there are many negative emotions in his heart, which can easily be triggered by tear glands. He also has the sense of fragile shame as a man, and will deliberately suppress it, which will lead to his emotions becoming more abnormal, so there is occasionally an impulse to release... He is also sexually the same.

But Zhao Jindong seemed to be particularly fond of his tricks. He was probably tortured by Song Chen, who was arrogant and fierce before. He ate Song Chen's fragile side. He began to have feelings for Song Chen in terms of emotions and even sexual desire, and all started from the fact that he had seen Song Chen's never-exposed side. Men who were strong at the bottom got up and had achieved success in their hardships for many years. What they needed at the beginning was the comfort and satisfaction brought by obedience and gentleness. They needed a stage of rest so that he could climb the mountains in the future.

The two of them did not sit together, but Zhao Jindong kept looking at Song Chen. Song Chen looked at him for a moment, then looked up at the driver driving in front of him. He was concerned about outsiders, but Zhao Jindong was obviously not afraid to do anything behind his driver. He raised his hand and rubbed the band-aid on Song Chen's neck with his thumb, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Song Chen's neck was sensitive and felt itchy, so he twisted his neck and reached out to brush away Zhao Jindong's finger: "I don't feel anything."

"It looks a bit scary." Zhao Jindong said.

The rain outside seemed to have suddenly become heavy, and it hit the car window with crackling sounds. Song Chen quickly closed the car window. After a while, there were blurred water marks on his head. Zhao Jindong suddenly took the opportunity to catch him. Song Chen was shocked and shrank his neck to look at Wang Jun in front. Wang Jun drove the car without moving his head. Zhao Jindong kissed his ear and covered his face with a big hand, which was very hot.

Song Chen turned his head and met Zhao Jindong's eyes. Zhao Jindong's eyes were pitch black and bright. He didn't say a word, but his eyes seemed to be able to speak. When intimate, Zhao Jindong seemed to have the habit of not speaking and would bury his head. But intimate behavior was strange to both of them. It was probably because of the habit of hatred and indifference accumulated over the past ten years. When intimate, there was a warm and strange feeling filled their hearts. Zhao Jindong covered his eyes with his hands and kissed his lips.

It was not the kind of passionate kiss, but it was very gentle, pecking, the warm and soft lips touching, and the breath of the other person was filled with the other's breath. Song Chen held his breath and rubbed his eyelashes against the ring on Zhao Jindong's ring finger.
Chapter completed!
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