MAKE ME WET AND LOVE ME MORE

She wants to draw her hand, but at the thought of song Yan's poor trick, she doesn't directly push the other party's hand away, but slowly puts it down.

"Do I do those things? You should know best. Sister, aren't you afraid that one day things will come to light?"

Song September's voice is very small, only two people can hear it.

The corner of song Yan's mouth is hooked, exposed? How exposure, this person is somewhat whimsical, eyes gradually have fog.

"Sister, where did I do badly to make you so angry?"

Song Jiuyue was stunned. Some of them couldn't understand how the man cried. He still held her hand in his hand and forgot to put it down for a moment.

"Let go, sister, I beg you, let go."

song Yan's voice with a crying chamber, listening to make complaints about Song Jiuyue, just a few girls of the Tucao immediately surrounded the song September, a push, song September, an unstable, directly hit the passing people, some embarrassed.

Seeing this, I found that there were several red marks on Song Yan's white hand. It's not hard to imagine that she must have used a lot of strength secretly just now.

She was so disappointed that she couldn't hide her hatred for a moment!

Song Yan is surrounded by several people. She rubs her hands pitifully and looks at Song September with a trace of confusion and grievance.

"Sister, did I do something wrong? Even so, you shouldn't..."

What should not, she did not finish, but some people understand, in public, so under the black hand, the object is still his own sister, this woman is as vicious as the rumor.

Song September felt the sight of those cast, and suddenly felt a little funny. The sorrow in his heart magnified endlessly. Sister, this is her sister, thinking about how to frame her everywhere.

In such eyes, she was as tight as a clown, but it was useless to argue. No one wanted to believe her.

"Isn't this the vicious miss of the Song family?"

A man's voice rang out. The next second, song Jiuyue felt that his waist was held by the other party. He pushed away the person with shame and anger, and bit his teeth lightly.

"I went to the Song family's banquet last time. You have so many postures. How can you put them together at this time? Song September, you are a bus. Let's talk about it. How much is it last time?"

The man's voice is a little loud, and he has whispered around him. Looking at Song Jiuyue's eyes, he is even more disdainful.

"Don't do that. Maybe there's some misunderstanding. Sister, she's not like that. Please don't talk about it."

With tears in her eyes, song Yan rubs her wrists and stands on one side with her eyelashes moistened. She is as elegant as a pear flower, which makes people laugh. The two sisters have the same face, so why is the gap so big.

Song September is cold all over. When he sees his own mother standing not far away, he feels even more sad. They only like song Yan, the little daughter full of sweet words. So for her sake, they can push themselves into the abyss step by step.

It used to be the same. Every time she was pushed out by her father to answer for song Yan, her mother would wipe her tears and say, she is younger than you. She is your sister. Shouldn't you be a sister to protect her?

Yes, she is the elder sister. She came out more than ten seconds earlier than song Yan, so she deserved to bear all this.

Song September did not speak, after all, a person's mouth can not say so many people.

"Song September, what do you want to know? How much did you pay last time? But our brothers have agreed to come here once. Do you mind? "

As soon as the man's voice was finished, another man's eager voice rang out.

"If you want to play, just play. Don't take me with you. You're not afraid of me. What if she's sick? After all, you've played with so many men, and you don't feel dirty."