"Miss you."

Song Yiran was just thinking about it, and analyzed the reasons for countless kinds of Gong Ju to do this in his little head. Li Shaoyan actually picked her up and let her sit on his legs, showing a half-encircled state. His chin was against her shoulders, and he slightly turned his head and fell a shallow kiss on Song Yiran's cheek.

"Stop messing around, am I talking about the serious matter now?"

Song Yiran pushed Li Shaoyan away and muttered in anger.

"Isn't it a matter of being close to you?"

Li Shaoyan raised his eyebrows, and the dark dark eyes flashed in his dark eyes. All the reflections of his pupils were his own appearance, and Song Yiran couldn't help but be stunned.

The smile in Li Shaoyan's eyes deepened, and he leaned over and kissed Song Yiran's lips lightly. He stuck out his tongue and licked it gently, as if he was tasting the taste. He was warm and soft, and Song Yiran felt that his heart was soft. He glared at Li Shaoyan with some coquettishness, but unexpectedly, this look was undoubtedly a catalyst for Li Shaoyan.

"Baby, I miss you very much."

Li Shaoyan repeated it again, and the next moment, he suddenly turned into a wolf and occupied Song Yiran's cherry lips without hesitation. He was domineering and powerful, and the kiss that was unstoppable was terrifying with terrifying enthusiasm.

"Uh...serious...ah, bastard!"

Song Yiran wanted to push the person away, but could not withstand Li Shaoyan's strength. He wanted to avoid the passionate kiss, but the back of his head was dragged and unable to escape. He could not make a sentence, but the words were not meaningful. He only widened his eyes, but could only see Li Shaoyan's closed eyes.

The deep love on his face was like a talisman, instantly dissolving all Song Yiran's actions.

She no longer struggled, and only thought in her heart before settled the score with Li Shaoyan. Her consciousness became hazy because of the hot kiss, and when Song Yiran woke up again, she had already been eaten up.

"Li Shaoyan, you bastard."

Song Yiran glared at Li Shaoyan with anger. God knew how uncomfortable she felt now. She clearly said she had forgiven her, but she was not taking the opportunity to take revenge now! Her waist was about to break.

"I want to sleep in a separate room with you!"

"Okay, okay, it's up to you."

After eating and drinking, Li Shaoyan naturally accommodates Song Yiran in everything. The purpose is to coax her own woman and let her vent her resentment, and then hug her and kiss her carefully to comfort her. This is a trick, at least Song Yiran can be smoothed by Li Shaoyan every time.

"I don't know what's going on outside, Xiao Meng is still with Gong Ming. Why is Gong Jue unwilling to inherit the Gong family? The Gong family's status is not low, especially in Europe. If it were me, I would definitely not be in such a good position without sitting."

"Perhaps, Gong Jue has something more worthwhile to pay than the Gong family."

Li Shaoyan answered indifferently. He didn't like his woman who was still discussing other men's problems in his arms. He was very upset and wanted to press the little woman in his arms under him and touch it from the inside out again.

The two of them were kind again, but they still didn't discuss Gong Jue's behavior.

It was not until the time was over that Li Shaoyan led Song Yiran back to the deck. After three rounds of drinking, the ladies who could pretend to be steady just now were a little relieved and teased the men around him. The ones who looked at each other even hid in the dim corner and made some intimate actions.

It's not surprising to all of this, so no one feels that there is anything wrong with the rules.

Li Shaoyan and Song Yiran deliberately stood in a remote corner without eye-catching position, and soon found Song Xiaomeng.

She was standing obediently, letting Gong Ming take a wet wipe and carefully wipe the butter accidentally stained with the corner of her lips. After wiping it clean, Gong Ming stretched out his hand and pinched Song Xiaomeng's nose, while Song Xiaomeng raised her head and showed a bright and happy smile.

Song Yiran looked at it silently, and his face suddenly filled with sorrow.

"Li Shaoyan, I think your daughter will be abducted by that kid Gong Ming sooner or later. What should you do? Will you object?"

Li Shaoyan's eyes turned cold, and the smile on the corners of his lips also became cold and solemn, and his thin lips slightly opened: "He dares. I will make his Gong family no longer exist."

Song Yiran, who was immersed in the sorrow of "girls are too big but not too big", rolled her eyes after hearing Li Shaoyan's words, please, will her daughter get married sooner or later? If she is reluctant to leave, she will still have to give it to other men. They can't stay with Song Xiaomeng for the rest of their lives.

"The banquet is almost over, it's already past nine o'clock."

I haven't seen Gong Jue for so long. Where did he hide? What's the purpose of having arranged so many things?

"Dad, mommy."

Song Xiaomeng was walked over by Gong Ming holding hands. When she saw her daddy and mommy, she couldn't even see her eyes. She walked over a few steps and hugged Li Shaoyan's neck and acted coquettishly.

"The banquet ends at about 10 o'clock, and uncles and aunts will wait here for a while. I'll go see the guests off and then come over."

"It's okay, you go and do it."

Song Yiran waved his hand indifferently and smiled at Gong Ming. Gong Ming nodded and told Xiaomeng not to eat sweets again, otherwise his teeth would break, and then he turned around and left gracefully.

"Dad, Daddy, how are your brother?"

Song Xiaomeng climbed onto Li Shaoyan's lap and sat down, and asked anxiously. She hadn't seen her brother for a long time, and she was thinking very much.

"Don't worry, my brother just has some small problems. Just take a break."

"Really?"

"Of course. After a few days, Daddy takes you and Mommy back, let's accompany my brother to let him heal soon, okay?"

"good!"

Song Xiaomeng immediately nodded obediently, her big shiny eyes were full of expectations. Li Shaoyan smiled and pinched the tip of her nose. As soon as he looked up, he saw Song Yiran's worried expression.

"Xiaobao is in Song Ming, he is fine."

Li Shaoyan told Song Yiran silently, and felt a little guilty in his heart. Because he was worried about Song Yiran, he handed Song Xiaobao to Song Ming at that time. Although he had called to ask before, he still felt guilty. He should have been with Song Xiaobao.

For a moment, no one of the three of them spoke, and in a flash, it was time to end the banquet.

"Mr. Li isn't leaving yet?"

Gong Jue, who came back from somewhere, stood in front of Li Shaoyan without hesitation, with a little ridiculous tone.

Li Shaoyan looked up, and even the curve of the corners of his lips did not change at all: "My woman and child are here, how could he leave?"

"Is that so? Then please, but I think I have the right to take Ranran away."

After Gong Jue finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Song Yiran with a smile, and said slowly: "Ranran, what do you think?"

Song Yiran pursed her lips, and the smile on her face gradually fell.

"I understand." After saying that, he turned around and looked at Li Shaoyan, with a little deeper look in his eyes: "Xiao Meng Gong Ming will take good care of him, don't worry, we will go back soon."

Song Xiaomeng seemed to realize something, and she climbed down from Li Shaoyan's arms in a very obedient manner, walked to Song Yiran and held her hand.

His eyes with hazy mist looked at Li Shaoyan, with grievances, worries and uneasiness in his eyes.

"Little Mengge, Daddy will come to pick you up and mommy in a few days."

Li Shaoyan squatted down in front of Song Xiaomeng, smiled and promised her. He stretched out his hand, hugged Song Xiaomeng quietly, kissed her forehead, and then stood up and left without looking back.

After Gong Ming finished sending off the last guest, he hurried over, leaving only Gong Jue Song Yiran and Song Xiaomeng.

"We'll go first."

Gong Jue said, stretched out his hand and pulled Song Yiran away directly. Gong Ming stepped forward on his face, squatted down and picked up Song Xiaomeng.

Song Xiaomeng's expression was a little depressed, and she stretched out her hand to wrap her neck tightly.

His face was buried in his arms, and a muffled voice came: "Xiao Meng doesn't like Brother Ming's uncle, Brother Ming's uncle does not allow his father and mother to be with him. Xiao Meng hates him."

When Gong Ming heard this, his chest seemed to be blocked, and it was so blocked.

He stretched out his hand and comforted Song Xiaomeng: "It doesn't matter. Xiaomeng will be with her father and mother in a few days. I believe Brother Ming, Brother Ming will not lie to you."

"kindness."

Song Xiaomeng nodded and buried her face deeper.

The light and shadow poured into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The weather was already a little cold when it was autumn. The night wind blew on the exposed arms, and a layer of goose bumps appeared without surprise. In the quiet night, everything seemed particularly cold.

On the long dining table, red candles sway. The exquisite tablecloth is embroidered with complex patterns, as if the buds in buds will bloom at the next moment. In the transparent crystal vase, the bright red roses are gorgeous and blooming quietly.

On the opposite side, two exquisite high-end steaks were placed on elegant plates. Silver knife and fork were placed on the side, and expensive red wine was awake in the ice bucket.

Gong Jue pulled open the chair and signaled Song Yiran to sit down.

Although Song still wanted to ask Gong Jue what he was going to do, she finally held back. She sat down calmly, with an elegant posture that was impeccable.

Gong Jue walked around the long table and sat opposite Song Yiran. He took the awakened red wine and tilted the goblet slowly injected it. He soon poured two glasses of wine, handed it to Song Yiran and took one cup in his hand. His slender fingers set off the exquisite goblet, which was particularly eye-catching.

He swayed the red wine in the cup casually, and Gong Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Yiran.

"I have always thought of having such a day to share dinner face to face with my beloved. The candlelight sways, the flowers are fragrant. The delicious and exquisite steak has a good taste of red wine. She sat opposite me, smiling at my every move..."

Like a memory, he kept saying it out of Gong Jue's mouth, and he described a warm and beautiful scene.

Obviously, the atmosphere at this time is not only strange and stagnant, but also has nothing to do with warmth and beauty.

Song Yiran looked at Gong Jue quietly, feeling more and more that he was unseen.

If Gong Jue made himself a substitute for Xier, why was he so focused when he looked at him? It was as if he was really staring at his beloved woman.

"You are beautiful tonight."

Gong Jue curled his lips and smiled slightly, and there was an inexplicable light flashing in his black eyes. It seemed to be full of affection, and it was deliberately concealed. From his expression, eyebrows and eyes, Song still couldn't see any inappropriateness.

In the end, she gave up, raised her glass and touched Gong Jue gently, and then savored her graceful and slender neck slightly.

"It tastes good, right? Try the steak, I made it myself."

After Gong Jue finished speaking, he lowered his head and took a knife and fork and gracefully cut the steak in front of him that looked like it made people's index fingers move.
Chapter completed!