[Quick Travel] The villain is a coquettish

The lips were kissed hard, and the arms around his waist tightened so hard that he couldn't break free.

Wen Ling clutched Song Lu's clothes corner as if drowning, and let out a small panting sound.

Song Lu let go of Wen Ling, looked at the delicate blush at the end of the little guy's eyes, stretched out his finger and wiped it gently.

Wen Ling sniffed and was a little dazed, why did Song Lu suddenly get angry?

His words are not yet finished.

Song Lu stroked Wen Ling's lower lip, his eyes darkened.

Wen Ling's lips were a little red and swollen from the kiss, and there was a slight wound on it, which was bitten out by himself just out of control.

He was dazed and innocent at the moment, blinking his moist eyes and looking at himself helplessly.

Sitting back in the wheelchair, Song Lu just stared at Wen Ling, but Wen Ling hadn't noticed anything yet.

He took a pen and wrote word by word on the tablet: [The elder sister said just now that the two people who bullied me were Puxin men, and they deserved it. 】

The coldness between Song Lu's eyebrows and eyes faded a little, his fingers lightly tapped the armrest, and he admitted: "It really deserves it."

'tuk tuk tuk'

The door was knocked lightly, Song Lu raised his eyes, and said in a cold tone, "Come in."

The expression of the girl who opened the door was indescribable: "Mr. Song, Ms. Xiao is here again, and she is waiting for you in the reception room. Look?"

"Since you like to wait, let her wait there." Song Lu's expression didn't change, he didn't even look up.

It was Wen Ling who saw her and greeted her quietly.

There was a sly smile in the little girl's eyes, her eyes kept flicking around Wen Ling's mouth and Song Lu's body, then she waved her hand and gave him a thumbs up.

That's awesome!Office kisses! !

Song Lu had a panoramic view of the little movements of the two of them. He raised his eyes and casually glanced at the little girl at the door: "Are you familiar with my little mute?"

The little girl shook her body, her head shook like a rattle, and she denied it crazily: "No, I just gave him a few words of popular science because I thought he was too simple and feared that he would be deceived. I definitely didn't mean to break up the two of you!"

Song Lu didn't speak any more, the little girl was so blessed: "I suddenly remembered that I forgot to turn off the gas in the office, let's go first!"

A question mark slowly appeared on the top of Wen Ling's head.

Would she like to hear what she was saying! !

"Everyone is gone, still watching?" Song Lu's voice was a little cold, Wen Ling raised his head, and saw Song Lu was sitting at his desk staring at him without blinking.

Wen Ling walked up to Song Lu holding the tablet, and wrote: [I didn't look at her, don't be angry. 】

Song Lu gently lifted Wen Ling's chin with his fingertips, and there was a dark and obscure light in his eyes: "Wen Ling, put your attention on me."

Wen Ling nodded seriously, and wrote on the screen with his little hand: 【I will watch the young master wholeheartedly! 】

Sitting on the sofa, Wen Ling became sleepy not long after playing the game. He nestled on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up again, it was already dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Wen Ling rubbed his eyes, looking at the world of high-rise buildings outside, suddenly felt a kind of romance like the end of the world.

Covered with a light gray blanket, the unique sandalwood scent that belonged to Song Lu filled Wen Ling with a sense of security.

"Are you awake? Little lazy cat." Song Lu had a slight smile in his eyes, and the orange afterglow diffused into his pupils, completely exposing the fondness in his eyes.

The current Song Lu is not the young master with a cloudy and eccentric personality.

He just belongs to this world, belongs to his own Song Lu.

For some reason, Wen Ling suddenly wanted to hug him, and it turned out that he did.

Those slender white arms gently hugged his body, they were obviously thin and weak, but they made him obsessed to the point of sinking.

Song Lu's palm lightly stroked the back of his head: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Wen Ling shook his head, rested his little head on his shoulder, and then wrote on the tablet: [Are you off work? 】

"It's over, let's go back."

............

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Wen Ling smelled a strong scent of perfume.

Not pungent, very expensive fragrance.

Wen Ling was not used to the smell, and couldn't help but sneezed quietly.

Song Lu frowned, his eyes were already stained with a little hostility.

A woman not far away walked over in high heels wearing delicate dresses.

"Song Lu, how is your body?"

Song Lu sneered: "How is my body? Didn't my mother tell you clearly? The nerve endings in my legs are necrotic, and I won't stand up again. Don't waste time on me."

The girl's face froze when she heard the words: "How is it possible, I remember the doctor clearly said that there is a chance..."

"Xiao Lu, don't waste time on me. I'm not interested in commercial marriages, and I'm not interested in you either." Song Lu looked at Xiao Lu indifferently, his eyes were calm.

Xiao Lu pinched her fingertips, she looked at Song Lu's handsome face that could not pick out a single flaw, and a strong resentment flashed in her heart.

If such a person can stand up and become a husband who loves her, she should be the most glorious existence, right?

Song Lu was not interested in what Xiao Lu was thinking, he just patted Wen Ling's hand, and said softly as usual: "Let's go."

At this sound, Xiao Lu raised her head instantly.

She looked at Song Lu in disbelief.

"Who is this guy?"

Song Lu pulled his lips and retorted: "Miss Xiao actually still has the habit of inquiring about other people's privacy. Is it because there is no education at home?"

Xiao Lu's expression was a bit embarrassed, she stretched out her expensive nails and pointed at Wen Ling's face: "I've been waiting for you all afternoon, and you have never spoken to me so softly before, but now you treat him so well, how can you treat him so well?" What?!"

"Miss Xiao, if you go mad, go to the hospital for treatment. Don't fall ill with me. I never asked you to wait for me here. You did all of this voluntarily, didn't you? As for who I talk to and my attitude, that's fine. It's my own business, what status have you asked me for?"

Song Lu's patience was finally exhausted, and he did not hide his gloomy and irritable side, so he began to embarrass Xiao Lu in public.

"Qiyao is not your princess castle. If you want to be sought after here, I advise you to go home and inherit the throne. Is there anything else?"

Xiao Lu's eyes were very red. She watched Wen Ling look at her innocently, and dug her hands into her flesh: "Damn green tea man, what are you proud of?! I want you to look good sooner or later!"

Saying that, Xiao Lu walked away with her small backpack in her hand.

Wen Ling was scolded inexplicably, and he was a little confused.

Why are you scolding him all of a sudden?

He was just curious if there was any past between these two people.

Song Lu patted Wen Ling's head, the gloom in his eyes did not dissipate.

"She can't control her mouth, I will make her shut up."

............

Wen Ling was sent back to the villa by Song Lu. After the two had dinner together, Song Lu suddenly changed his clothes.

"Stay obediently in my bedroom. I'll go out for a while. If you're sleepy, go to bed by yourself. Don't wait for me." Song Lu explained carefully, and Wen Ling nodded obediently.

For some reason, he always felt a little uneasy.

Song Lu changed into an extremely casual attire, and he looked a little less gloomy and more aggressive, making him look more handsome.

The slim jeans can't hide those straight and slender legs even if she is sitting in a wheelchair.

After the steward pushed him into the car, he retreated.

No one knew where Song Lu was going. Both Mrs. Song and Mr. Song had gone abroad, and no one asked.

Wen Ling just sat in Song Lu's room, watching the lights of the car downstairs flashing and leaving the manor.

............

The neon lights were flashing and the music was blaring.

Song Lu shook the whiskey in his hand, the smile on his lips was a little loose.

Huo Qingyao knew him best at this moment, and Song Lu was in a bad mood right now.

When he is generally smiling, he is probably not happy.

"I said, how long are you going to pretend?"

Song Lu narrowed his eyes and said in a weary tone, "Why don't I pretend to be a harmless thing?"

Huo Qingyao couldn't help but click his tongue: "The eldest lady of the Xiao family has almost broken the door of your company these days, just to squat you, are you really not interested at all?"

As if hearing some funny joke, Song Lu's tone was extremely mocking: "Huo Qingyao, are you a dog licker? You're also tempted by someone like Xiao Lu."

Huo Qingyao shook the goosebumps on his body: "Come on, she's out of her mind. It's right to wish that the whole world would surround her and support her. I'm not lucky enough to bear it."

He and Song Lu grew up wearing a pair of pants. Since Xiao Lu saw Song Lu, she has been clinging to him all the time.

Drive away anyone around Song Lu who wants to get close to him, and pretend to be a girlfriend or even a fiancee.

The most common sentence Xiao Lu said was: "You see, our names have the same homophony, we are made for each other."

Huo Qingyao imitated Xiao Lu's tone, Song Lu directly kicked Huo Qingyao off the sofa.

"If it gets worse, I'll get out."

Huo Qingyao restrained his hippie smile, and suddenly looked at Song Lu with some amusement: "I heard about you and your little mute, why, really like it?"

When Wen Ling was mentioned, Song Lu's original relaxed expression suddenly changed, and his sharp gaze carried a warning: "Don't ask about him."

Huo Qingyao raised his eyebrows: "Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that he really cares. Tell him... If you tell him that you drank too much, what will he do?"

Song Lu didn't answer, but just drank the wine in the glass: "Your words remind me that it's time to go back."

Huo Qingyao stood up and looked at Song Lu, raised his hand to stop him: "I said, don't you wonder if he likes you? Do you want to try?"

Before Song Lu could say anything, Huo Qingyao smiled viciously: "It's too late if you don't agree, I just called your housekeeper, and that little dumb guy may be here soon."