Remarry, No Way!

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Chapter 59 Song Tingyu, pick me up (2)

They don't need these things between them and don't need these words.

Song Tingyu’s eyes were awkward. Su Shi pushed him away when his strength was slightly relaxed. He sat up from the bed and reached for the clothes that had slipped off.

"We will end sooner or later, what is the point of saying this? Just keep the status quo." He said from the bed, turned his head and looked at him: "You wait for me."

Song Tingyu saw that she went to the sofa and took the bag there, took out a bottle-like thing from it, poured out a few pills, and put the boiled water that had been cooled on the side. The bowl swallowed.

He also left the bed, walked to her side, reached out and took the bottle she had placed on the coffee table, and glanced at it. The twilight was a little dull: "What is this?"

Su Shi reached out and took the bottle back, and put it on the coffee table. The voice was faint: "The doctor said it helps to get pregnant."

Song Tingyu condensed her tightly, her brows frowned, and the beautifully curved lips were groaning, seemingly holding back, but he did not have any movements.

Su Shi put the ponytail down, and then took off the coat and put it on the sofa. In the coat, she wore a half-high-necked white thin sweater as a big measure. Her movements did not hesitate, fast. The sweater was also taken off.

"Why don't you continue?" Song Ting met his chest with his hands and his voice was very cold.

Su Shi lowered her head to take off the last dress.

The close-fitting clothes are all black, her skin is very white, and her color is more white.

Su Shi is now full of only one thought: pregnant.

So she refused to be shy or had other emotions, she could not think about it.

She walked over to the man in front of him, even though she had a net height of one meter and seventy, but Song Tingyu was too tall, one meter eight eight, she stood in front of him, and had to look up and look up at him.

She had to pick up her toes to get his neck. She reached out and glared at him and spoke in his ear: "Song Tingyu, pick me up."

When she finished speaking, she felt that her body was hanging in the next second. Song Tingyu quickly picked her up from the ground and turned back. When she reacted again, she found himself being stuck at the cold wall. .

Her bare back leaned against the wall.

Despite the warmth in the house, it was warm as spring, but after all, it was deep winter, and her skin touched the wall like this. She still felt that the body could not help but shudder.

Song Tingyu felt her strange and held her back to the bed. He was not in a hurry to do anything. His long fingers followed her forehead and stroked his face down.

Her long eyelashes trembled a few times.

I don't know if it is cold or what.

When he finally lowered his head and wanted to catch her lips, she turned her head aside.

Obviously not willing to let him kiss her.

Song Ting encounters a scorpion like a flame burning in the moment, she does not let him kiss, he wants to kiss, so the thumb and index finger turned her small chin, the thin lips blocked her red accurately lip.

"..." Su Shi frowned, and his hands on his back slammed his fist tightly, but in the end he was unable to put it down.

Song Tingyu’s hand was pinched at her slender waist, her voice was low and dumb: “Su Shi, if it’s not because of Vichy, would you be willing to lie down under my body like this?”

The answer to him is Su Shi’s silence...

When Song Ting wakes up in the morning, his hands habitually stretch toward the side, but there is already empty, and even the residual body temperature of the bed is gone, so it is proved that Su Shi has already got up.

He opened his eyes and looked to the side, sure enough.

Time is not too late, but Su Shi is no longer there. I don't think about it. She got up early in the morning to cook breakfast and took the hospital to Song Weixi.

He also opened the quilt and got up and washed it. The restaurant was only Mrs. Song, and she was eating breakfast.

"Grandma, early." Song Tingyu stretched his hand and pinched his acid back neck.

Mrs. Song gave him a look: "I am willing to come back to sleep?"

Song Tingsi shrugged and didn't answer her question. She always felt that when she looked at him, her eyes were a little awkward. He didn't care, but if she looked at Su Shi, it would be that her face would be red like cooked shrimp.

"I went to the hospital." He also wanted to go to the hospital to see Song Weixi go to Song's work.

"Wait, have breakfast and go." Mrs. Song called him.

"Don't eat..." Song Tingyu had no particular habit of eating breakfast. He used to be used abroad. In the morning, it was a cup of coffee. It has been over for so many years.

"When you get up early in the morning, do you want to eat breakfast?"

Mrs. Song’s voice sounded behind her.

Song Tingyu stepped down and hesitated. He turned and walked to the restaurant again. He opened the chair and sat down. When he was stunned by the old lady of Shang Song, he coughed: "I think the morning. It is better to eat something."

"Of course." Mrs. Song responded, and went to the kitchen and said: "Hey, the court has come down, you have a bowl of porridge."

Song Ting met for a moment, he thought that Su Shi had already gone to the hospital, I did not expect her to be in the kitchen.

Soon Su Shi came out with a bowl of porridge, and the glutinous rice millet porridge.

In fact, Song Ting Yu did not like to eat breakfast, let alone porridge, the thick liquid in front of himself, is orange, he looked really no appetite.

But Mrs. Song did not eat even at the moment, stopped the action to look at him.

Even Su Shi was watching him.

He smiled and picked up the spoon to start drinking porridge. He drank the first bite. Mrs. Song immediately said: "It's delicious? The cooking is good, you haven't eaten her cooking yet. What?"

In fact, the taste is still good, you can see that Su Shi's cooking is really good, but Song Tingyu himself does not like to drink porridge, he will faintly say: "Alright."

Su Shi knew him very well. He went to the kitchen again. After a while, he brought a cup of milk and a white plate to the milk. The milk and the restaurant were placed in front of him: "You should be more accustomed to eating." This one."

In front of Song Tingyu is fried egg toast and bacon.

Song Tingyun didn't think she would prepare this for herself, so she looked at her awkwardly, but she didn't have much reaction. After letting go of his breakfast, she took a box to leave the restaurant: "Grandma, I will go to breakfast for Vichy first."