Rose with Snow [GL] [MTL]

Chapter 89

In the early morning of July 15, when the night was at its darkest, Song Yingshi returned to the Sitong mansion.

When getting off the bus, Huai Xu left first, and Song Yingshi said to the driver,

"Thank you for your hard work. If my mother asks, you can say that I look in good spirits. For the better, don't let her worry. Be careful on the road. "

Just now, Song Yingshi has sent a vx to Xu Conghan in the car, saying that he will go home tomorrow afternoon or evening.

The driver smiled and said: "Do not work hard, you miss just hard, day and night upside down ...... tomorrow I'll send lunch lady told Aunt May to prepare a lot of your favorite dishes?."

Xu Han's remarks when not carefully from Song Ying Refused, she got out of the car and put her bag on her shoulders, put one hand in the side pocket of her shirt skirt, and said casually:

"Okay. You can go back quickly, stay up all night with us."

Song Yingshi turned and walked towards the elevator as the car drove away go with.

Huaixu waited for her in the elevator, pressing the door button.

The elevator with the door closed is like a box with light on all sides, dazzling and dazzling, reflecting them so delicately that they have nowhere to hide their thoughts.

Neither of them spoke.

The elevator stopped, the sound of the luggage rollers followed their footsteps, and the lights in the room turned on. At four in the morning, the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was beautiful.

The elevator door was closed behind him, and in the house with no windows, the subtle airflow brought by the fresh air system bypassed the two of them.

Song Yingshi raised her hand and pressed the lower side of her neck, and heard Huaixu ask behind her,

"Are you tired?"

Of course, the emotions accumulated throughout the day were exhausted on the stage, and the extreme release brought fatigue to the spirit, but at the same time, the She fell into an unspeakable excitement.

From walking to the elevator with Huai Xu, her muscles began to tighten and heat, she fell into a pre-war state, and a little bit of fatigue was swept away. She doesn't want to sleep.

And she had hinted to Huai Xu when she came, to say that Huai Xu didn't notice...

Ignoring Huaixu on the side, Song Yingshi walked to the island and took out a light blue glass to collect water.

When the water was trickling down, Huai Xu walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and folded her arms to look out, her figure thinned into a flower in the dark night.

Song Yingshi looked at her more, and when she lowered her head again, she found that the water was too full, as if it was about to overflow.

She only took this cup and walked back to Huaixu with the water.

Huaixu raised her eyebrows lightly, and took it without asking why.

Satisfied, Song Ying swept past Huaixu like a light breeze and strode to the console.

After a short buzzing, the lamps that were not needed by the owner got off work collectively, and the room suddenly went dark.

In silence, Huaixu wrapped her hand around the glass tightly, and the warm water she had just put into her lips suddenly boiled and bubbled, making the tip of her tongue tingle.