baffling.

Song Ming frowned and looked at the black screen of his cell phone. As soon as he looked up, he saw Song Yiran coming.

"What's wrong?"

"A Yan just called and I answered it. He hung up before he could say anything, and his tone sounded inexplicable."

Song Yiran blinked, thinking of the inexplicable cold war that had begun last night, the anger that had finally forgotten surged up again. She snorted coldly and vented her dissatisfaction with Li Shaoyan. Song Ming pursed his lips and guessed what was going on.

It turns out that friends will lose their calmness and quarrel with others, which is really difficult.

"Xiao Meng, Xiao Bao, are you full?"

Song Yiran said to the two little buns and jumped over the topic. A trace of cunning to watch the show flashed in Song Ming's eyes, and he also thought that he had never received a call from Li Shaoyan.

After dinner, Song Ming even took Song Yiran and a pair of cute babies to watch a movie. Although it was an animation and 3D, Song Ming thought it was pretty good. If he had the chance, he would take his wife and children to the cinema to watch a cartoon when he got married and had children in the future.

It was already nine:30 in the evening after leaving the cinema. Song Xiaomeng was held in Song Ming's arms and was drowsy.

The car was parked opposite the cinema. Song Ming handed Song Xiaomeng in his arms to Song Yiran, asking her to wait for her to not move, and then crossed the road to drive.

A black Maybach suddenly stopped beside Song Yiran, the car door was opened, and the gloomy Li Shaoyan came out of it and walked towards Song Yiran without saying a word.

"What are you doing?"

Song Yiran raised her eyebrows and looked at Li Shaoyan with an unhappy expression. She didn't forget how this man treated her last night.

Li Shaoyan stretched out his hand without saying a word and carried Song Xiaomeng, who was about to fall asleep, into his arms. He put the clothes on the child's chest together, and then looked up.

His expression was calm, and his deep and dark eyes were even deeper like a pool of dead water. It was dark and unsightly, and it was hard to see through. It was so calm, but it made people unable to help but feel cold all over his body. If anyone who was timid would be scared by Li Shaoyan's eyes like this.

"Xiao Ran."

At this moment, Song Ming's car also drove over.

He pushed the door down, and just shouted, he saw Li Shaoyan standing aside. Thinking of the phone call, Song Ming raised his eyebrows and walked over.

"Aryan."

Li Shaoyan frowned fiercely, and instantly thought of Song Ming's natural tone on the phone. He just called Song Yiran and Xiaoran casually. Why didn't he know when the relationship between these two people became so good?

"A Yan, are you here to pick Xiaoran and the others back?"

Song Ming seemed to have not seen Li Shaoyan’s discomfort and displeasure on his face. He still smiled calmly and felt that he deserved a beating no matter how he looked at it.

Before Li Shaoyan could speak, Song Ming continued, "Actually, there is no need for you to come. I will definitely send Xiaoran and the others back safely. I will ask you to go there again in the middle of the night."

Damn it. This is my daughter and children. Do I need a reason to pick them up?

Li Shaoyan roared in his heart, but he was cold and disapproving on the surface. His brows frowned slightly, and his sharp edge shone like stars in his black eyes.

"I'll just pick it up, my woman."

Li Shaoyan said calmly, then turned around and opened the car door, put Song Xiaomeng in his arms into the back seat. Song Xiaobao rolled his eyes and felt that the adults were so bored. He walked over quickly and climbed up the car and sat in a proper manner.

When Song Ming raised his eyebrows when he heard this, he always felt that Li Shaoyan was very hostile to him. Tsk tsk, looking at his cold eyes and attitude towards him, wasn't he... jealous?

I'll go!

Are you jealous?

Song Ming couldn't believe it. Putting aside Li Shaoyan's strong identity, which is so strong that both humans and gods are angry, even if he is an ordinary man, there is no need to be jealous. He is Song Yiran's eldest brother, and they are brothers and sisters. Isn't it normal for brothers and sisters to have a good relationship? So what is jealous about Li Shaoyan?

"Shaoyan, you..."

"Bang."

The answer to Song Ming was a loud sound of closing the door. It turned out that when he opened his mouth, Li Shaoyan had already grabbed Song Yiran and pushed her into the car, and then he ran to the cab as fast as possible.

After closing the door, Maybach galloped away like an arrow. He drew a curve in the darkness and then disappeared into the vast traffic.

Song Ming has completely become petrified and stiff. He has been brothers with Li Shaoyan for so many years, but he has never had the day he would be jealous of Li Shaoyan.

Well, this fact is really too fierce, he must digest it alone first.

The atmosphere in the car was not much better. Li Shaoyan's jaw was tight, his face was expressionless, and his whole body was constantly emitting low pressure. Song Yiran also pursed his thin lips tightly, turning his head out of the car window as if he was not concerned about his own affairs. Only two little radish heads were left in the back seat, looking at me and I looked at you, looking at each other.

"Brother, it feels weird. Did Mommy and Daddy have a quarrel?"

Song Xiaomeng approached Song Xiaobao, lowered her voice and said mysteriously.

Song Xiaobao raised his eyes and glanced at the two adults in front of him lazily, with boredom in his eyes.

"Nothing, don't worry about them."

"But the atmosphere is weird, Xiao Meng doesn't like it."

Song Xiaomeng pouted her mouth very aggrievedly, and there seemed to be splashes in her big eyes. The more pitiful it would be. Song Xiaobiao frowned, thinking that the two adults would really cause trouble for themselves.

"Don't worry, the two young adults will make up soon."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Song Xiaobao held his sister's hand seriously and promised that Song Xiaomeng was relieved by her brother. She was originally a child, so she didn't care anymore. She leaned obediently on the chair and began to feel drowsy again.

What are you doing? Are you colder than who?

Song Yiran sneered in her heart disdainfully. She disdained Li Shaoyan's childish behavior. Her patience is not bad, and she can withstand loneliness. Even if Li Shaoyan never intends to pay attention to her, she still has ways to make her life exciting and happy.

What's more, Li Shaoyan was inexplicably engaged in a cold war, and she was not wrong.

The more Song Yiran thought about it, the more he felt that he was just a reason, and his momentum was even more unreasonable.

Li Shaoyan's hand couldn't help but hold the steering wheel tightly, and his fingertips turned white due to the force. The look seemed to be a little more than it could not bear, and would suddenly jump out and teach Song Yiran a lesson to make her obedient.

The car speed increased unknowingly, and he arrived at the Li family's villa safely in half an hour.

Song Xiaomeng was already asleep, her little head tilted to the side.

Li Shaoyan saw through the rearview mirror, opened the door lightly, bent down and carried the person out and walked towards the living room. Song Yiran waited until Song Xiaobao got off before closing the car door, and the mother and son followed slowly behind.

"Xiaobao, go upstairs to take a shower and sleep."

Song Yiran patted his son's shoulder. Song Xiaobao curled his lips unhappily and walked quickly towards the stairs with his short legs. Li Shaoyan put the sleeping Song Xiaomeng on the bed, covered the quilt before turning around. It happened that Song Yiran went upstairs, and the two of them were hitting each other in the corridor.

The air conditioning on Li Shaoyan was still very cold, and Song Yiran seemed to turn a blind eye to him.

"Song Yiran."

Hearing the sound of Li Shaoyan gritting his teeth behind him, Song Yiran raised his eyebrows, and curled his lips while showing a sneer.

"What instructions does Mr. Li have?"

The ironic and alienated tone made Li Shaoyan's forehead rush straight, and his thin lips were pursed tightly. Suddenly, he strode forward, grabbed Song Yiran and carried the person on his shoulder. He kicked the door open, went in, and then closed the door and locked it.

"Li Shaoyan, what are you doing?"

Song Yiran felt that his head was full of blood, and he felt so uncomfortable.

As soon as she finished questioning, her back slammed heavily on the bed. Fortunately, the mattress was very soft, otherwise she would have to fall and injured her. Song Yiran became even more angry and looked up and wanted to speak, but the person above her head pressed down directly.

He clamped her hands with one hand, and his slender legs spread her domineeringly, suppressing her legs to prevent her from struggling and resisting. The powerful man as strong as a giant mountain made Song Yiran have nowhere to hide, and he could only widen his eyes angrily, with a deep look, and cold as if he was a knife.

"Li Shaoyan!"

"Damn, you are my woman."

Li Shaoyan stared at Song Yiran with a fierce look on his face, and swore in an arrogant and domineering tone. His eyes were dark, as if he had merged into a storm, and he would roar and destroy the world in the next second.

"Li Shaoyan, what nerves do you have!"

Song Yiran frowned in confusion and asked coldly, and the cold war was inexplicably cold, and now he was inexplicably angry. He was really a needle in the underworld of men's heart.

"Damn, I'm jealous! I can't stand you praising other men, even Song Ming can't do it!"

Li Shaoyan almost roared out of control, his breathing was a little unstable. Clusters of dark fires were jumping in the black eyes, like beasts, and he would swallow Song Yiran into his stomach in the next second.

Song Yiran was completely stunned now and looked at Li Shaoyan blankly.

"You said... are you jealous?"

"Yes! I'm just jealous, how are you?"

Song Yiran was speechless. Why didn't she realize that Li Shaoyan was jealous? This person who could make the dark world tremble with his fingers, this man who was absolutely confident and arrogant to him, was actually jealous! Or was she jealous of her brother?

Is this world a fantasy?

Song Yiran's stupid reaction made Li Shaoyan feel embarrassed and angry after confessing. The result of his anger was that he suddenly leaned over and bit Song Yiran's mouth with a hungry wolf's posture. The wild and cruel kiss was absolutely possessive, and his domineering tongue seemed to be exploring continuously in Song Yiran's mouth.

“Um…”

The breath was plundered, and the hot passion like magma almost melted Song Yiran.

She never knew that Li Shaoyan's possessiveness would be so strong, nor did she know that it would be so... shocking when a person treats you with all his enthusiasm.

It took a long time before Li Shaoyan let go of Song Yiran, but just when she thought she could take a breath, the fierce kiss continued to begin.

His mind began to become chaotic, and Song still felt like a puppet with a soul lost, being controlled by Li Shaoyan, burning himself with his enthusiasm, turning into ashes bit by bit.

All passion is natural, and the demands over and over again fully exert Li Shaoyan's anger and possessiveness. He wants the woman under him to remember that he is her man and a unique existence!

The result of the unrestrained plundering was that Song Yiran's bones seemed to be dismantled and reorganized, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

"Li Shaoyan, you beast!"

The only strength left was enough for Song Yiran to curse, and immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep to death after he said that.
Chapter completed!