All Chapters of Waist Soft Love Hard: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Hearing the sound, Song Ci glanced in the direction of the speech.A pretty girl looked at Song Wan sideways, with a malicious smile on her lips, followed by four or five little girls behind her.Yes, she is still a head girl.Song Ci sneered, and when the head girl saw him, his face suddenly became angry, "Why are you laughing?"Several people behind her tried to surround her in a show of intimidation, but Song Wan clicked her tongue impatiently."Fu Jing, if you have nothing to do, go out and find a class. Don't go crazy here all day long. Even if you and I tear our faces apart, Pi Linchen won't even look at you twice. Hurry and get as far away as you can."As Song Wan spoke, the disgust in her eyes was almost beyond words.Seeing this, Song Ci was slightly shocked.She has never seen her sister so angry.The little girl called Fu Jing was even more furious. She was about to push her with anger on her face, "You fucking

The man's sudden approach made Song Ci's heart slow down for a moment.She unconsciously clasped the seat cushion with her right hand and pretended to be calm, "If the wound recurs later, let someone else apply medicine to you."Hearing this, Zhou Lian shook his head with regret and stepped back a few inches.But the distance between the two is still not very wide, maintaining an ambiguous yet measured position."Then I didn't save people in vain?"Zhou Lian said, staring at Song Ci with a faint smile.He knew that Song Ci didn't like to owe favors, let alone owe him.As expected, Song Ci clicked his tongue angrily, then raised his head and looked into his eyes, "Tell me what you want."Song Ci's patience was quite good tonight.Not only because Zhou Lian saved Song Wan from danger, but also because of the disturbing signs he saw just now.She instinctively felt that Zhou Lian didn't want to mention it, but when she

In response to this, Song Ci was overwhelmed and changed the topic with a smile, "Let's talk about it after we meet. Send me the address later. See you later."After saying that, regardless of Gu Manman's reaction, she hung up the phone.After a long time after the busy tone sounded, Song Ci put the wet towel back in place and stared at himself in the mirror.The bright lights in the room shone on her fair and slightly pink skin, removing her daily makeup for commuting, making her look less serious and more innocent, but there was a faint purple tint in her eyes from staying up late.The waist is not full, the long legs are straight, and the figure is well-proportioned.Song Ci has never doubted his own charm, whether it was his face or figure.But for her like this, both relationships were undoubtedly failures.Thinking of this, Song Ci smiled to himself, turned around and walked to the bedroom.She sent a message to her assist

As soon as these words came out, the air became stagnant for a moment.Jiang Zhenzhen stared at Song Ci who suddenly fell silent with confidence, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.After waiting for a long time, Song Ci spoke leisurely."you're so boring."For a moment, Jiang Zhenzhen's face turned pale, but he still maintained the smile on his face, "I don't understand what Miss Song means.""What happened between you and Zhou Lian has nothing to do with me now."Song Ci crossed his arms, and because of his height, he easily looked at the frail woman in front of him who looked like a little white flower swaying in the wind, and spoke slightly mockingly.Before the divorce, Song Ci would have had a good chat with Jiang Zhenzhen, and might even have a falling out with Zhou Lian.But now she has nothing to do with Zhou Lian. Correspondingly, she doesn't care at all about Jiang Zhenzhen's thoughts and ideas.Listen

The next day.Song Ci slowly woke up from the familiar splitting headache again.Looking at the familiar furnishings around her, she thought Song Wan had sent her home. She felt relieved and got out of bed in a daze.As soon as she opened the door, she saw Mrs. Song staring at her angrily, and she looked away with guilt, "Mom, you got up very early.""Morning? It's almost twelve o'clock now!"Song's mother, who hated the iron, slapped Song Ci's groggy head with her hand. Seeing her dodge, her voice became even more dissatisfied, "No matter how important your work is, you can't put your body in it.""Mom has told you that the Song family will be in your hands from now on. There is no need to rush. Even if you sign a big order, you can't drink like this. Your stomach is not good to begin with..."Mother Song started chattering incessantly. Father Song couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he saw Song Ci lowering his head to li