sinovels Chapter 52 Arrested
Chapter 52 Arrested
After eating, Song Qingwen leaned lazily in Liang Sheng's arms, and the two snuggled up on the sofa to watch TV together.
Ever since fireworks and firecrackers were banned, there was always something missing during the Chinese New Year. When Song Qingwen was a child in his hometown, all the children in the village would gather together on this day, light firecrackers and throw them on the street, often frightening the adults. He was brought to his parents by the collar and was beaten hard.
It is rare for Song Wei not to beat him at this time, and he will also give Song Qingwen a box of firecrackers, so Song Qingwen was looking forward to this time, but then his mother died, and Song Wei married a stepmother and gave birth to a child , Song Qingwen never dared to go home again, after all, the considerate stepmother who can subdue Song Wei is certainly not a good stubble.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and burrowed into Liang Sheng's arms again in a depressed mood.
"Plum Blossom Nuo" was rebroadcast on the TV program, and the plot at this time was the scene where Song Qingwen and Wu Mingxiu were glued together at the banquet. Song Qingwen couldn't bear to look directly at him, looking at himself through the screen, feeling a little inexplicably ashamed.
He raised his head and saw Liang Sheng's chin and tight lips. He immediately sensed that Liang Sheng was not in a good mood, so he raised his hand and stroked his chin: "Oh, the stubble is so angry!"
Liang Sheng rolled his eyes at him, continued to look at the screen, and continued to make a bad face. Song Qingwen couldn't help but slander him. I'm afraid this guy has a tendency to masochistic!
Liang Sheng's cell phone rang, he picked it up and took a look, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at Song Qingwen: "I'm going out to answer a call."
Song Qingwen moved away from him, leaned on the backrest and watched his figure leave the hallway, then picked up the remote control and switched the TV to the gala, where a sketch of a comedy star was playing.
After a long time, Liang Sheng came back from the outside, feeling cold, wrapped Song Qingwen into his arms, stroked his soft hair and said sullenly: "I'm going to Haicheng tomorrow, and my mother told me to go back for a meal, you Come with me?"
Meet the parents?Song Qingwen waved his hand, it's too fast, it's better not to, he is not good at getting along with elders: "It's too fast, don't scare her. Go again when you have a chance."
"Well, then I'll report to her first, but you don't have to care too much about her opinion, she doesn't dare to embarrass you." Liang Sheng greedily sucked Song Qingwen's breath, not knowing what was going on, recently There was a faint milky fragrance on him, which smelled very good.
"Qingwen, why do you suddenly smell of milk? Did you drink too much milk?" Liang Sheng said in a low voice, teasing him deliberately.
Song Qingwen naturally knew his implication, got up from his arms, stepped on the carpet barefoot and returned to the bedroom without looking back, and locked the door by the way.
Someone chased after him unconvinced, knocked on the door and begged, "Let me in, I was wrong."
"..."
Liang Sheng went to the guest room sadly. He finally understood what it meant to say that misfortune came from the mouth. It was originally such a good day, a new year, a new atmosphere, and a joyful day. He planned to communicate with Qingwen. up.
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Early the next morning, Liang Sheng was sent away, leaving him alone. Song Qingwen usually didn’t have many friends. Luo Wen went abroad to heal his emotional injuries a few months ago. Wu Mingxiu has also disappeared recently. Wen Ya That kid is very strict in the management of the company and has always wanted him to be in line with international standards, so he has been running back and forth abroad to shoot movies.
I don't know when the snow stopped last night. The snow on the road in front of the villa was cleaned up. If it weren't for the thick white snow on the bare treetops of the pine trees outside the door, Song Qingwen might I have to suspect that the heavy snow last night was my fantasy.
He rubbed his hands, ready to unlock with his fingerprints, when suddenly his eyes went dark, and Song Qingwen's eyes were tightly strangled with a cloth.
He struggled in a panic, waving his hands back to try to break free, and muttered: "Don't blindfold me, I'm afraid of the dark."
It is natural to be afraid of the dark, but this is not credible, after all, he has not reached this level, otherwise sleeping would be a problem.
Struggling a few times didn't work, the opponent's energy was stronger than him, Song Qingwen was dragged and thrown into the car, and the person sitting inside tied his hands with a rope to make him unable to move, there was a driver in front, it depends on the situation There are at least three of them.
Song Qingwen naturally knew the truth of being outnumbered. Now that it was a waste of energy, he thought about it, stopped, and decided to use emotion to understand it. Most of these people think that they are an artist and want to ask for some money. People who seek money don't want to kill themselves.
"How much do you want? I'll give you all the wives I saved up."
He opened his mouth very piously, but no one paid attention to him, which was a little embarrassing!
"Big brothers? I have a lot of money, and I can buy a house in the city center!" Although I can only buy a small house with one bedroom and one living room without a toilet...
At this point, no one paid any attention to him, Song Qingwen was a little confused, could it be for money?That's coveting your own appearance!
As soon as this idea came out, the more Song Qingwen thought about it, the more reliable it became. Most likely, some fanatical fans couldn't bear their admiration for him, so they wanted to seize him to satisfy their selfish desires!Insane, bah.
"Don't mess around! I'd rather die than obey. I'm not a casual person. Even if you get my body, you won't get my heart."
This declaration was impassioned, and Song Qingwen said that he was crying, and the next moment, his mouth was glued with tape.
"Shut up, it's messed up." The man's voice was very low, and it was a very popular male voice. Song Qingwen thought about it carefully and confirmed that he didn't know them.
If it's not for money, it doesn't seem to be for sex, so it's interesting, is there hatred?On weekdays, it is undeniable that some opponents will be established because of resources, but it should not be to the point of catching yourself!