Vicious Female Partner Doesn’t Want To Do It Anymore

Song Zhi's burning heart was quenched by Dong Ling's words and tears.

Love is really something that makes people extremely absurd, it makes sense and makes people lose their bottom line.

She suddenly felt that it didn't matter whether Dongling lied to her or coaxed her.

"I was angry, but now it seems like I did something wrong. The strange thing is that when you cry, I really think it's my fault."

Song Zhi's fingers wiped Dongling's tears, her movements were gentle and intimate, and she was a little lonely.

"It's really easy for you to misunderstand me like this. You say that you are not with me, but you say such ambiguous and touching words. How can I let go of our not loving each other?"

"I don't want you to misunderstand," Dong Ling's eyes were sour, and she became more and more uneasy when she heard Song Zhi's words, "Let me tell you."

Dong Ling didn't want to cry, not even to confess, but in her hasty explanation, she said a lot of things she had never written before.

She was answering Song Zhi's question seriously. Song Zhi was a moving spring breeze and a special bow for her.

When she felt the temperature of Song Zhi's palm, Dong Ling's tears became more and more turbulent and uncontrollable. Even when Song Zhi asked her if she didn't like her that day, she never shed tears on her face, but now it seems that the accumulated grievances are merged. poured out.

Dong Ling's tone was low and depressed: "I don't want this, I really don't want this, I don't want to be the savior."

"That's not right."

Song Zhi looked at Dong Ling and said very simply.

Her fingers rubbed Dongling's cheeks, and the movement of wiping made Dongling's fair face reddish, and their breaths blended together, producing hot flashes and warm breath.

"Aside from your pre-determined situation, is it inevitable in the future, or is the unknown full of uncertainties?"

Song Zhi Dongling's mouth is too ambiguous. If it is said... if what Dongling said is true, she has never deceived her, and if that incredible sci-fi really comes true, then Dongling Endured far more than she thought.

The extreme emotional confusion at this moment actually made the rationality stand out. Song Zhi asked patiently, trying to find the answer.

Dong Ling looked at Song Zhi blankly, and said hesitantly, "It should be uncertain."

She took it for granted that after the real male protagonist woke up, her substitute would be forced to quit. 021 didn't seem to say so, because 021 didn't know what the situation would be, and it couldn't contact the headquarters.

Suppose 021 fell asleep... Of course she didn't want this to happen, but what if it was true?

Also, this book will have an ending, but the ending is not when the protagonist is getting old, the system will disengage at the end, then after 021 leaves, will Wen Han come back, since there is no need to do the main quest, So do they have a result like other people's love?

The more Dongling thought about it, the brighter her eyes became, and she didn't even stop her tears consciously. She wanted to express all this, it was about the system, she couldn't say anything, she used her eyes to convey her surging emotions.

"That is to say, there is failure, and the probability of failure is not complete?"

Song Zhi grasped the meaning of Dong Ling's words, and even her tone relaxed.

In the investment industry, every business is accompanied by risks, and the benefits and risks are always the same, and what she is best at is making big bets based on the present and the future. There are too many uncertain factors, and she has a hunch that she will succeed. She also takes the risk of failure.

If you fall in love, then even if you will be separated in the future, what is there to regret? Song Zhilai is not the one who gets the chance but doesn't catch it.

"Is it possible that other people's love will come to the end, Lingling, what are you worried about? If you worry about losing it, it will never work. If you think it is for me, I would rather delay until I decide with you now. Last minute, until the odds are zero."

"You think so too, don't you?"

Song Zhi's words were even a bit enticing, she looked at Dong Ling with affectionate eyebrows.

Dong Ling was still stunned by the brainstorm, and she was gently placed on the bed. She was still a little unsure about this change, and she heard Song Zhi's low voice inquiring.

"Lingling, you like me, right?"

"Um...uh..."

Dongling has always been frank with his heart, even if there will be no results, if he likes it, he likes it, and he does not want to deceive.

The softness forced Dong Ling's remaining words to be swallowed into his stomach, and the blended black hair was indistinguishable from each other between the white quilt.

Her mind is like a lost beast, being pulled by people in the complex jungle.

The familiar woman brings Manli amorous feelings and takes her over every trap.

Fragrant wind woven a fine net, and before she knew it, Dongling had nowhere to escape.

Her soul and body are all imprisoned, and the older sweetheart is good at plotting people's hearts. In the ultimate romantic charm, who can be distracted and consider other things.

She didn't seem to be here to do this at first, she was here to explain... what to explain?

Dong Ling grabbed Song Zhi's wrist. She had just cried, her eyes were red, as if she had been bullied badly.

"Not afraid."

Song Zhi patiently comforted the frightened little girl, rubbing Dongling's long hair as thick as seaweed.

She knew Dong Ling's body, and she didn't plan to be anxious in this place.

She has more questions to ask, but she is not in a hurry, everything is done slowly.

The little girl's heart is a bit stubborn and stubborn, and the wealthy flowers that she raises should be arrogant.

Her liking is warm and straightforward, which is heart-pounding. She didn't dismiss her selfish rationale for being a good person, but said those words that she knew would be regarded as absurd. She thought about how this would make her feel neither pity nor love.

Song Zhi didn't think that their relationship would be swayed by that unknown existence. It was their mutual behavior that determined the situation between them.

If Dongling hadn't come today, if she wouldn't forgive her, it wouldn't have happened.

It is painful to suppress emotions and use reason to sort out what Dongling once said, but those pains have now been comforted, not useless.

Dongling should have come very hastily today, and even dressing is casual and simple, so that his fingers stroked the folds of his clothes, and it was easy to peel off.

Song Zhi's kiss was very gentle, like a soft and warm spring breeze.

The hibiscus flowers that cherish the dew are unbearable and tremble.

Dongling's emotional ups and downs today were too great. The anger she felt when she heard the news in the morning, her anxiety on the road, her grievance and sadness when she was questioned, and the final twist, the intertwining of complex emotions made her suddenly stunned.

She seemed to be stuck on the soft sand, the illusory waves undulating in her ears, beating against the rocks. The shell picked up by humans is firmly grasped in the palm of the hand by humans, and it is still alive and opens with the breath.

Unreal and real, trance and fresh.

Dongling fell asleep unconsciously, and when he woke up again, the curtains in the room were drawn, and it was dark, so he couldn't tell the time.

Dongling sucked in her blocked nose, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, she sat up, and she was a little trancey.

She picked up the mobile phone beside the bed to check the time, and found that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Looking at the arrangement in the room, Dong Ling climbed up as if his **** was on fire, and saw his pupils shaking in the full-length mirror.

This this this this this!

No...how did things develop like this!

Didn't she come to explain Zhong Zhong's matter to Song Zhi? Of course, she knew that what she did was easy to think about so that Song Zhi would not misunderstand, but the plot was there, she would rather be misunderstood than let this I don't know if the faction's existence slipped out of her hands, and she would have a bad influence on Song Zhizao, and she was worried if she didn't put it in her hands.

She had expected the initial reaction. She didn't expect that she would lose control of her emotions. She thought she would be kicked out after she explained whether Song Zhi accepted or not, but in the end, whoever thought of it...

Fortunately, she was outside, at most... She didn't even look directly at Song Zhi's lips today.

Dong Ling took a shower, and put a cold towel on his red and swollen eyes, wondering what to do.

Even though he thought so, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

She couldn't help but look forward to it in her heart. Just like Song Zhi said, if there is a chance, you should not give up. When the time comes, let's talk about it when the time comes. These are not her decisions. ,all will be good!

But she's not straight, hehe, Dongling doesn't want to get up, it's really good.

After Dongling came out of the bathroom, Song Zhi had already returned. She put the food on the table and waved to Dongling.

"I remember that you should prefer to eat this, but fortunately bought it."

On the table are dim sum from a well-known local pastry shop. Dongling has always liked to eat these delicate foods.

"Is this spot still on sale? They seem to close at eight or nine."

"I'm lucky today, probably because you're here, so they just didn't sell out today."

Song Zhi saw the little girl's happy brows, and the corners of her lips rose.

In fact, it was already closed, but she couldn't bear the more she gave, so the master made it now.

"Zhi, why are you talking so sweetly?"

Dong Ling touched her cheek shyly, Song Zhixiang Wanyue, she was really not used to being so straightforward now.

"Isn't it normal to talk sweetly to your girlfriend, or do you want to cheat again?"

Song Zhi propped her chin to look at Dong Ling, her eyes narrowed slightly when she said the last sentence.

If Dong Ling still wanted to back off after she said it so bluntly, Song Zhi pressed her on the spot and packed her up.

Dongling's brain sounded an alarm, full of red and bold 'danger'!

Her cheeks were slightly puffed up to Song Zhi's eyes, and she finally said, "You haven't confessed to me yet."

Even if they were robbed and robbed, they would take an oath of domineering!

Song Zhi chuckled lightly, and immediately turned serious after looking at Dong Ling's resentful eyes.

This straightforward love, how could she not like it.

"It is now September 12, 2031, at ten twenty-five in the evening, Dongling, do I like you so that you can fall in love with me?"

"Of course!"

When love is at its climax, everything is wrapped in romance, and everything is immortal.