Beauty burst table

Chapter 124

"What, what..."

Xie Lingqiao was taken aback by Song Chao like this, blinked his ignorant eyes in a little panic, and blinked again.

Because of his dodging, the marks left on his lips became more eye-catching and suspicious.

Song Chao stared at his reaction, his mood sank even more, and he wanted to sink to the bottom.

"Your lips, who did it... some man, right?"

Song Chao's long, narrow eyes with slightly upturned eyes were already filled with thick ink, and when he asked this sentence, Song Chao's aura suddenly became colder.

Even though he was already restraining his emotions, his expression was still much scarier than usual.

Even though it was summer, the temperature in the small locker room seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.

Xie Lingqiao was pressed against the wall by him, his inexplicable shoulders trembled slightly, and he bit his lips, as if he understood something, but he became more and more at a loss, feeling that this Song Dynasty was very strange for a moment.

——Didn't Song Chao say that he would definitely cover him?

Moreover, Song Chao had never spoken to him in such a cold and frightening tone...

He thought they would be good friends forever.

And when good friends grow up, isn't it normal and natural for others to hold hands, hug, kiss, and even get married?So now, why did the Song Dynasty react so violently?

He was kissed by Mr. Sheng in the car, what does it have to do with Song Dynasty?

"...Don't worry about this." Xie Lingqiao pinched his fingertips, turned his head away, and spoke in a very light tone, perhaps because of the Song Dynasty's emotional fluctuations, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Seeing Xie Lingqiao's resistant reaction, Song Chao didn't know what he was imagining, his eyes turned red for a moment, his hand on the wall was clenched into a fist, and he said without hesitation: "Do you have someone you like? Right? Which bastard is kissing you?"

"..." Xie Lingqiao opened his eyes wide, feeling ridiculous... Mr. Sheng is not a beast, how could Song Chao say that?Xie Lingqiao gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and couldn't help saying:

"What does it have to do with you? You are just, my classmate..."

This sentence hit Song Chao successfully, and Song Chao's eyes quickly lit up. He raised his free hand to pinch Xie Lingqiao's delicate chin, and bit down on the marks left by others on the boy's lips——

"Well!!"

Lips pressed together, Song Chao's teeth bit on Xie Lingqiao's lips.

Xie Lingqiao's pupils constricted, as if he hadn't reacted yet, there was a moist mist in his eyes, and his small face was blank.

And Song Chao watched the boy's reaction, felt the sweetness on the other's lips, and the anger of realizing that the boy might have been marked by another man, and even wanting to defend other men suddenly dissipated a little.

Song Chao's eyes darkened, he knew the taste, and couldn't help but want to taste the taste of Xie Lingqiao's mouth more deeply...

But was pushed away by Xie Lingqiao. Xie Lingqiao, who had already reacted, took two steps back, looked at him in shock and helplessness, with water vapor in his eyes, panting unevenly, like a frightened little rabbit, and then moved towards the door. And go, ran out with chaotic steps, as if there was a terrible beast chasing after him.

Song Chao, who had regained his composure, stayed where he was. In the small and empty dressing room, regret flashed across his eyes, "Damn it."

It must have scared Jojo.

But he couldn't realize why he was so angry for a while, but when he saw the marks on Xie Lingqiao's lips, it was indeed a fire that ignited quickly.

But after thinking about it, he was always with Qiao Qiao during his school days recently, and he didn't see any suspicious people around Qiao Qiao...

Then, that man must be from outside the school.

After receiving a call from Qi's family, saying that the family dinner was temporarily canceled tonight and postponed to tomorrow night, Xie Lingqiao was walking towards the school gate with the flow of people after school.

The night self-study is over, and today's class is over.

Postponing dinner with the Qi family until tomorrow night... Xie Lingqiao, who was carrying a schoolbag, lowered his head, a little indifferent to thinking about the Qi family, because his mind could not help drifting to the name "Song Dynasty".

He and Song Chao were at the same table, but after returning from the first swimming lesson in the afternoon, he begged a girl in the class to change seats with him, temporarily changing seats - that girl was their class monitor, and happened to like Xie Lingqiao very much, yes Xie Lingqiao naturally responded to every request.

Therefore, Xie Lingqiao sat several rows away from Song Dynasty from afternoon to night, and it was the first time that the two people at the same table were separated so far.Xie Lingqiao just wanted everyone to calm down and sort out their thoughts.

However, at this moment, the sudden ringing of the bell interrupted his wandering thoughts, he hurriedly unzipped his schoolbag, took out his mobile phone——

However, on the screen that lit up, there were two familiar words that made people feel confused for no reason: Song Dynasty.

Xie Lingqiao frowned and hesitated for a while, whether to hang up or pick up...

It was also at this moment that a luxury car slowly stopped on the side of the road in front of him, the window was rolled down, and Sheng Huai's handsome and resolute face was revealed. In the night, the man searched for Xie Lingqiao's location and threw himself at Xie Lingqiao His eyes were focused but not slightly scorching hot.

Ah, Mr. Sheng came to pick him up and go home...

Xie Lingqiao didn't have time to worry about it anymore, so he immediately pressed the hang up button, picked up his schoolbag strap, and trotted towards Sheng Huai's car.

The fragrance of tea in Shuige is a leisurely time.

The window lattice is quiet in the faint moonlight. On the lotus pond are patches of lotus flowers that are just blooming. On the small table in the open air are pastries and tea made from local materials and lotus flowers in the pond. A woman in a cheongsam whose face cannot be seen clearly Play the zither behind a screen a little farther away, pluck the strings on the rotating shaft, and sing softly.

Xie Lingqiao and Sheng Huai were sitting at the small table beside the lotus pond drinking tea.

This is one of Shenghuai's many properties in the city.Compared with other places, this place looks more secluded, but it does not break away from modernization. The gardens in the house are designed by Sheng Huai himself, using many stones and water, winding paths lead to secluded places, and these stones and water are built in a different way Using modern technology, some small institutions can make people's lives very convenient.

It is Sheng Huai's private territory.Sheng Huai had never brought anyone else here, but today, he brought Xie Lingqiao.

Xie Lingqiao knows how to drink tea, but because she was raised by her mother who sold fish in the vegetable market since she was a child, she is a bit awkward when touching these tea sets.

Although he returned to a rich family like Qiao's, he still retained the smell of rainy weather, moss, and wisteria in the streets and alleys.

He lowered his head, held the teacup in his hand, and took a sip of tea. When Sheng Huai called his name, he raised his head and looked at him obediently. His eyes were clean and clear, like the sky after the rain.

"Qiao Qiao," Sheng Huai held Xie Lingqiao's right hand on the table with his left hand, wrapping his big hand around this slender hand. Sheng Huai stared at Xie Lingqiao's eyes full of concentration. The affection surged in the bottom of the eyes, and there was a rare and natural tenderness in the man's usually indifferent and calm eyes at this moment:

"Here, do you like it?"

Sheng Huai not only recorded Xie Lingqiao's preferences, but also put them into practice, such as the usual diet, large and small gifts, such as bringing Xie Lingqiao to the garden he personally designed today.

People cannot live without stones and water, and they cannot live without nature, and gardens are just a good bridge connecting modern people and nature.And Xie Lingqiao especially likes stones, water, grass, wood, and stars, these natural things, but few people know about them.

Xie Lingqiao's heart warmed up unconsciously, looked at Sheng Huai, nodded silently, then thought that just nodding would be too light, opened his mouth and replied, his voice was soft and soft, just like the first time we met: "I like it very much, thank you !"

It's beautiful and quiet here, and he really likes it.

Hearing this, the corners of Sheng Huai's lips curved into a smile unconsciously.But he is not a person who is used to revealing his emotions. If you don't look carefully, you can't see this arc.

The woman behind the screen is still playing the zither and singing ethereal ditties.

Xie Lingqiao listened attentively.

Maybe it's because a lot of things have happened recently, maybe it's because today's mood fluctuates a little bit, at this moment, there are flowers, moonlight, zither music, singing, refreshments, and Mr. Sheng Huai is with him, holding his hand...

I don't know which string in my heart is loose, Xie Lingqiao suddenly closed her eyes and said softly: "Actually, I have never really understood what I like..."

"I don't seem to have ever had warm joy, and the feeling of pain is not as violent as everyone's. For example, flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, I think I like these things, but I have never eagerly pursued them. For example, singing, I think I like to sing, but I hardly open my voice if it is not necessary; for example, controlling my own destiny, I thought I wanted to become very powerful and then control my destiny, but then this feeling quickly It's fading... I seem to be not deeply aware of the ordinary and unusual things I encountered in my life trajectory..."

He seemed to have opened up his chatter box, and he talked more, he continued, "I even suspect that I once hated someone deeply, so that it is difficult for me to feel strongly about people and things now... Having said so much, I don't know what I'm talking about, but Mr. Sheng, I... don't know if I'm narcissistic, I think you seem to like me a little bit, but I'm really sorry, maybe I can only respond to this kind of love very much one……"

The more he spoke, the lower and softer his voice became. By the last sentence, he had already lowered his head, not daring to look into Sheng Huai's eyes.

Many sounds around him seemed to have quieted down.

Xie Lingqiao was feeling a little uneasy, wondering if Sheng Huai didn't actually like him at all, it was just an embarrassment that he pretended to be affectionate.

At this time, he heard Sheng Huai's voice telling the girl playing the zither to go down first.After a rustle, the surrounding became quieter, and the woman should have left.

Xie Lingqiao bit his lips, and suddenly his waist lightened—the next moment, he felt himself being embraced by a big hand, and being hugged into the arms of the owner of the hand.

Sheng Huai hugged Xie Lingqiao, hugged the flustered and nervous boy in his arms, and patted him on the back lightly, as if comforting a young child. His voice was low and solemn, mixed with a hint of distress,

"It's okay. From now on, I will take good care of you."

Sheng Huai knew that this was a child who had suffered at a young age.

He is willing to wait for Xie Lingqiao to grow up before getting married, hide this boy and take good care of him for the rest of his life.

What does it matter if the feeling of liking is lighter?He likes this boy enough.

Of course he likes this boy, he likes it so much that he can't wait, he wants him to grow up overnight...

As for other men, don't even think about getting into this boy's heart.

Sheng Huai hugged Xie Lingqiao like a child, causing Xie Lingqiao to relax quickly, allowing himself to lie on the other's chest, feeling the warmth of the other's embrace between the moonlight and the night.

Mr. Sheng... how nice.

The boy thought so vaguely.But the name "Song Chao" jumped out of his mind unexpectedly, and he hurriedly closed his eyes again to let the name go out of his mind temporarily.

The next day, after school, Xie Lingqiao went to Qi's house as scheduled.

Because Sheng Huai didn't have time to pick up Xie Lingqiao every day, this time it was Qi's driver who drove to the school gate to pick up Xie Lingqiao.

When he arrived at Qi's house, Xie Lingqiao got out of the car and followed Mr. Housekeeper into the courtyard, and walked into this home that was not familiar to him.

At this time, far away, in a corridor, two people stood there, and they both cast strange eyes on Xie Lingqiao.

One is Fei Fei, the maid of the family, and the other is Deng Ping, the mistress of Xie Lingqiao's biological father and the mother of the hostess.