"You were tired yesterday, tired today, and still tired tomorrow, Qin Lang, what do you mean? You've been busy for a month, will you be busy for a year or two, and you want me to stay a widow for a year or two? Song Anqi hooked the corners of her lips sarcastically, "In the end, being tired is just an excuse for you, you don't love me anymore, so you don't want to touch me, right?" ”

"Anqi, I said don't make trouble!" Qin Lang pressed his eyebrows impatiently, "My parents are asleep, you be quiet." ”

"I won't!"

Song Anqi didn't care about it, didn't say a word, and began to stand in front of Qin Lang and undress.

Under the red silk pajamas, Song Anqi was wearing hotter erotic clothes, this trick was taught to her by Zhou Jingfang, if Qin Lang didn't feel it like this......

Qin Lang glanced at Song Anqi coldly, knowing that he was not satisfied with her words tonight, and it would be rare to have quiet in the days to come.

As if it was just a routine, in addition to his own clothes, he scooped Song Anqi's body and pressed her under him.

is obviously doing the hottest and intimate thing between men and women, but there is no trace of passion in his eyes.

Song Anqi moaned emotionally, "Oh, Brother Qin Lang, it's really ...... It's so comfortable. ”

Brother Qin Lang?

These four words were like a deep-sea bomb, causing huge ripples, and he glared at Song Anqi with red eyes, "What do you call me?" ”

"Qin Lang, brother Qin Lang...... Don't, don't stop......" Song Anqi kept twisting her waist and sent herself forward, eagerly fitting him.

Listening to Song Anqi calling Brother Qin Lang under him, he had a momentary illusion, as if the woman under him had become another person.

"Brother Qin Lang, I want to ......" Song Anqi continued to tease in a soft tone, she hooked his neck and kissed the corner of his lips, Qin Lang closed his eyes, restrained the absurd thought in his mind.

Unwilling to look at Song Anqi's face again, he lifted her waist and flipped it sideways, making her kneel on the bed and ** hard.

*

Two days later.

As the champion of the new clothing competition, Song Tiantian officially signed a contract with Ni Dress.

In the past, the signing ceremony was just a designer and a neon dress manager sitting in the office to sign a contract, but this time, because it was Song Tiantian joining, unlike in the past, Tang Zifeng made the ceremony very grand.

The signing ceremony at the scene invited a number of media, not to mention, as well as many big-name designers and top models of the company, Tang Zifeng came in person and served as the host of the signing ceremony.

In the midst of the attention, Song Tiantian completed the ceremony very tiredly.

#宋倾倾签约霓裳#的话题迅速登上了热搜头条, famous designers, artists in the fashion circle, and models expressed their congratulations.

But Song Tingtian knew that the reason why all this happened was just for the sake of Tang Zifeng, the boss of the neon dress, otherwise who would be willing to ignore her, a fledgling rookie designer?

This circle is so realistic.

Song Tiantian didn't take these things to heart.

She was idle, and she also swiped Weibo.

"Huh?"

Song Tiantian was puzzled, because she saw that Tang Jingyun, a person who said that he never played Weibo, actually reprinted a news that she signed a contract with Nishang.

Song Tiantian was frightened, shook his hand, and gave a thumbs up.

By the time she realized that her hand had slipped and she wanted to cancel the like, it was too late.

Netizens quickly took screenshots of Song Tiantian's Weibo praising Tang Jingyun, and the discussion began.

After all, so many big names have reposted the news that she signed a contract with Nishang, and they didn't see Song Tingtian respond, but Tang Jingyun, an uncertified Weibo, immediately attracted Song Tingtian's response as soon as he forwarded it, which has to make people suspicious.