President, please stop abusing me. My wife is the real daughter.

Chapter 254 Don't Make Trouble Here
Soon after walking to Zhan Jincheng's room, Song Chaoyu sensed the pent-up anger in Zhan Jincheng's heart, she struggled desperately, with one hand hanging on Zhan Jincheng's chest, Zhan Jincheng didn't want to let it go at all The meaning of Song Chaoyu.

Pushing open the door of the room, Zhan Jincheng threw Song Chaoyu on the bed. Song Chaoyu frowned and stared at Zhan Jincheng: "What do you want! Zhan Jincheng, be more sober." She knew, now Zhan Jincheng was completely lost in his anger.

Zhan Jincheng took off the coat that restrained him, and put it on on his stomach. He pushed Song Chaoyu who was sitting up on the bed, leaned over and stared into Song Chaoyu's eyes, and kissed eagerly before Song Chaoyu could speak. up.

"Zhaoyu, you only like me alone, okay? Don't bother with that Lu Zhao anymore." When he said this, Zhan Jincheng's tone was much gentler than before, Song Chaoyu turned his head and tried not to pay attention to Zhan Jin Cheng, her ears were already flushed red from Zhan Jin Cheng's kiss.

Song Zhaoyu struggled to break free from Zhan Jincheng, but Zhan Jincheng became more energetic, and kissed Song Zhaoyu's lips forcefully without saying anything.

"Don't...don't." Song Zhaoyu was about to push Zhan Jincheng's face away with his hands, but Zhan Jincheng held Song Zhaoyu's hand with one hand and fell down on the bed. Song Chaoyu could only welcome Zhan Jincheng The enthusiasm, followed by a face turned red.

"Okay, promise me that you only like me." Zhan Jincheng exhaled into Song Chaoyu's ear, with a pleading tone.

Song Chaoyu was about to open his mouth to answer Zhan Jincheng, but Zhan Jincheng entangled her again without giving her a chance to speak.

At this time, Song Chaoyu felt her whole body was softening, and she couldn't resist Zhan Jincheng.

"Let go... let me go first." Song Zhaoyu was still pushing Zhan Jincheng, Zhan Jincheng stared at Song Zhaoyu with blurred eyes and didn't intend to stop.

Song Zhaoyu gradually felt that his body was out of control. Seeing that Zhan Jincheng's lips were still on his own, Song Zhaoyu bit it down. This time, Zhan Jincheng covered his lips in pain, and then Song Chaoyu let go.

"Why? If I don't touch you, do you want that Lu Zhao to touch you?" Zhan Jincheng said aggrievedly.

After standing up, Zhan Jincheng realized that blood had sprung from his lips. He wiped it with his thumb, and his fingers were already stained red.

Song Zhaoyu suddenly felt that she was a bit vicious, she lowered her eyes, straightened her messy hair and stood up from the bed.

"Zhan Jincheng, you were not like this before, don't make trouble here." After cleaning up, Song Chaoyu glared fiercely at the man in front of him, Zhan Jincheng was completely different from before, she had never seen Zhan Jincheng before. in this way.

Zhan Jincheng could only smile coldly, he put his head in his hands, staring at Song Chaoyu with eyes full of indifference: "Could it be that you really like that Lu Zhao?" After he finished speaking, the two He hugged Song Chaoyu's arm.

Song Chaoyu shook his head, feeling a little helpless in his heart, and was still trying to explain to Zhan Jincheng: "I don't have any affection for Lu Zhao. He helped me before, and I just thank him." She cares about Zhan Jincheng Cheng would explain, but seeing Zhan Jincheng's attitude, she felt a little disappointed.

Zhan Jincheng finally let go of her, his eyes lost their expression, the jealousy in his heart had been overturned long ago, he insisted on asking, "But you still care about that Lu Zhao, don't you? You hugged him before However, holding hands with him, being with him, I have seen all of this, and I have no way to accept it." As he spoke, Zhan Jincheng's voice became more urgent.

Song Zhaoyu didn't want to explain any more, because she understood that no matter what he said to Zhan Jincheng now, he would not remember it.

She gave Zhan Jincheng a cold look, turned around and was about to go outside, Zhan Jincheng immediately grabbed Song Chaoyu's hand.

"Where are you going? You want to see that Lu Zhao, right?" There was a trace of reluctance in the indifference.

Song Chaoyu paused, broke away from his hand and walked out without looking back, Zhan Jincheng stood where he was, his heart felt like a deep cut by a knife.

Song Chaoyu's back looked extremely indifferent, and she also felt very powerless. She didn't expect Zhan Jincheng to care so much about Lu Zhao's existence.His imagination is too rich, and he always makes up things, and Song Chaoyu can't accept it in his heart.

Zhan Jincheng was the only one left in the villa, staring at the empty villa, Zhan Jincheng suddenly remembered that many years ago, Song Chaoyu also left here, and has not appeared for many years since then.

Coming out of Zhan Jincheng's villa, Song Chaoyu returned to Tang's house. She staggered into the villa, still thinking about Zhan Jincheng's expression just now.

Zhao Hongying was sitting in the hall, and Song Chaoyu noticed her at a glance.

Then Lu Zhao was still sitting next to her. Lu Zhao didn't leave and stayed at Tang's house all the time.

Song Zhaoyu found that the injury on Lu Zhao's face was more serious than that of Zhan Jincheng. At this time, Zhao Hongying was applying medicine to Lu Zhao, and Lu Zhao grinned in pain.

Seeing Song Chaoyu walk in, a smile appeared on Lu Zhao's face, and he immediately stood up from his seat.

"Who told you to fight with Zhan Jincheng? Do you know that Zhan Jincheng is the Sanda champion in our city? You are really acting on your own will." Zhao Hongying said while shaking her head.

"Aunt Zhao, I was wrong, I will never fight again." Although he was talking to Zhao Hongying, his gaze remained on Song Chaoyu.

Zhao Hongying also noticed Song Chaoyu, and seeing that Song Chaoyu was safe and sound, she ignored him and held Lu Zhao down.

"Quickly don't move. Auntie is very sorry that you were beaten like this in our house." After Zhao Hongying finished speaking, she lowered her eyes.

Song Chaoyu walked in front of the two of them, and found that Lu Zhao's eyes were swollen, and she suddenly felt a little embarrassed facing Lu Zhao.

"Are you okay? Does it still hurt?" Song Chaoyu asked, and moved to Lu Zhao's side with concern.

Lu Zhao pretended not to care, and waved his hands: "What is this little injury, it doesn't hurt at all." He smiled hard after speaking.

Zhao Hongying wiped the bleeding place on Lu Zhao's face with a cotton swab, and suddenly felt a burst of love in her heart. It seemed that Lu Zhao was immune to this minor injury.

Although Lu Zhao pretended not to care, he couldn't lie to himself about the pain, and he couldn't help frowning as soon as he applied the medicine.

Glancing at Song Chaoyu and then turning his gaze to Zhao Hongying, at this moment, he suddenly envied Song Chaoyu very much.

"Auntie, thank you." Lu Zhao suddenly said seriously.

Zhao Hongying glanced at Song Chaoyu, a little at a loss, and Song Chaoyu also began to be puzzled.

"Thank you, Xiao Lu, you are too polite. Auntie feels very sorry for you being injured like this in our house." Zhao Hongying put down the cotton swab in her hand and stared into Lu Zhao's eyes.

(End of this chapter)