Chapter 123

At Jiangyuan Villa, Song Ling's car drove to the door, and when he turned around, he saw that the person in the co-pilot was already asleep.

After a day of running around, she was probably very tired.

Unbuckling the seat belt and getting out of the car, Song Ling went around to the other side of the car, gently opened the car door, leaned in, half wrapped around her body, touched the bottom of the seat belt with her right hand, pressed it gently, and the sound of a sound from the silent compartment With a click, the seat belt was unfastened.

When Shen Zhao heard the voice, she opened her eyes in a daze, and when she raised her eyes, she bumped into the enlarged profile face in front of her. She was in a trance for a while before she remembered where she was.

"Are you there?" she asked softly, her voice slightly hoarse.

Song Ling turned her face, rubbed her ears lightly against her cheek, and responded gently, "I'm home."

He stretched out his hand and carried the person out, touched her brow bone with his lips, kissed her softly, and said, "Let's go back to the room to sleep."

Her body suddenly vacated, Shen Zhao subconsciously wrapped her hands around her neck to prevent herself from falling off, feeling her warm lips, Shen Zhao lightly closed her eyes, then opened them again to look at her, her eyes were warm, Ask her: "Can you hold it?"

Song Ling took the person out, and pushed his elbow against the car door. He snorted and said, "I can hold it, you are too thin, so I need to make up for it."

Even though Shen Zhao was small in size, now he was thin, and the moment he picked it up, Song Ling only felt distressed.

"Are you hungry, and you didn't eat much for dinner?" Song Ling asked her as she hugged her and walked towards the door.

Shen Zhao shook her head, she didn't have the habit of eating at night, she leaned her head in her arms and said, "I'm not hungry."

When she walked to the door, Song Ling hugged her and said to her, "Hold tight."

Shen Zhao understood, hooked her neck with both hands, and hung her whole body weight on her body. Song Ling freed up his hand to fingerprint the door, entered the door, and reached out with his foot against the door.

"Put me down, I can go." Shen Zhao said softly, sticking to her chin.

Song Ling didn't let her go, walked up the stairs, and said, "It's okay, I want to hold you."

Hearing her words, Shen Zhao lightly pursed the corners of her lips, two small dimples appeared on her cheeks, she raised her face slightly to look at her profile, and said to her, "Song Ling, I won't leave again in the future. ."

Song Ling paused for a moment, and after a while, she understood what she meant by her words, that she was worried about gain and loss, and had lost once, so this time, she was afraid of letting go, afraid that she would leave her again. She can't wait to leave her for a moment, just hold her and hold her like this.

The nasal cavity was slightly sour, and Song Lingqiang couldn't help but not look at her, her voice was slightly hoarse, and she responded: "Really?"

Shen Zhao hummed and promised her, "Really."

Going upstairs and returning to the room, Song Ling pushed the door and hugged her into the room, put the person on the bed, leaned over to hug her, and knelt on one knee on her waist, her eyes full of pleading wounds, she held that face, He said sadly, "Azhao, I'm actually very afraid, very afraid of you leaving."

Shen Zhao stared at those eyes with unease, she had never seen Song Ling like this before, it seemed that she was really low in the dust, making people forget that he was also a person above the arrogant Nine Heavens. For a moment, it hurts.

Shen Zhao raised his hand and hooked her neck, pulled the person down, kissed her actively, leaned on her lips, and whispered softly: "I said no, it will never be."

Song Ling kissed her back, tears in her eyes slowly soaked the end of her eyes, she closed her eyes, at this moment, she didn't think about anything, just wanted to kiss her deeply and love her deeply.

As soon as the kiss was over, Song Ling suddenly remembered something. She pressed her forehead and said with a smile, "Take the medicine first."

Shen Zhao also forgot about this, she entangled her reluctantly, and said, "I don't have the pain anymore."

I was in the car just now, the heater was on for a while, and it was much better.

Song Ling didn't agree, she propped herself up to get up, "Then you have to take medicine, and your body must be taken care of, you know?"

Shen Zhao blinked, but helplessly sat up with her, hugged her arm, and replied, "Well, I know."

The water was boiled and the medicine was taken.

Holding the pajamas in his arms, Shen Zhao said hesitantly, "I want to take a bath."

Song Ling understood, raised his foot and followed, and said, "I'll be with you."

Shen Zhao hurriedly reached out to hold her body, and said, "No, I'll wash it myself."

Song Ling glanced down at her hand, followed it, saw her cheeks turning red, and teased, "Are you shy?"

"..." The question made Shen Zhao's face even redder, and he pursed his lips tightly without answering her.

"It's not that I haven't washed myself." Song Ling stretched out her hand and clasped her wrist, pulled the person into the bathroom, stretched out her foot to close the door, pushed the person against the door with her backhand, and pressed her wrist over her head. He lowered his body, squeezed one knee slightly between her legs, and his voice was seductive, seducing her step by step, "Wife, let's wash together, okay?"

... (with deletions)

The next day, the strong sunlight came in from the window, and the warmth seemed to shine into my heart.

Song Ling narrowed her eyes and lowered her head to catch a glimpse of the person in her arms. Last night, the two of them were tossing around in the bathroom until midnight. In the end, Ah Zhao was too tired, so she changed her clothes, bathed and put on clothes for her. The bed was lingering with affection, and he was in a daze until about three o'clock before resting.

I probably won't be able to get up this morning.

Reaching out and pulling the quilt for her, his fingers lightly tickled the hair on her forehead and put it in her ear. Thinking of last night, Song Ling pursed her lips and smirked alone.

She wanted to live happily for a long time like this.

She and her Ah Zhao will never be separated.

Gently brushing away the broken hair in front of her forehead, Song Ling bowed her head and kissed her forehead with a gentle gesture.

Raising his hand to touch the phone on the table, Song Ling opened it and checked the time, it was 9:30 in the morning.

There are several messages in the work group, all of which are documents waiting for her to process in time.

She sat up, her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of another mobile phone screen on the table lit up, she turned her head and looked over, there was a call coming in.

It's Ah Zhao's phone...

Song Ling tilted her head and looked at the sleeping person beside her. Fearing that something might happen, she picked up her phone, walked to the balcony barefoot, and closed the glass door before connecting: "Hello."

The voice sounded: "Hello, is this Ms. Shen Zhao?"

Song Ling was stunned for half a second, then replied, "Well, who are you?"

"Our side is from the Jiangcheng Industry and Commerce Bureau. The studio business license you applied for has been processed, and you can come and pick it up."

Song Ling was stunned, the studio business license? When did Ah Zhao apply for the business license?

Song Ling didn't ask any further questions, just answered softly and said, "Okay, I understand, thank you."

Hanging up the call, Song Ling stared at the phone screen of her phone. She knew Ah Zhao's phone password, and after a moment of hesitation, she finally unlocked the screen lock. There was a message in the notification bar, and she looked up at [Jiangcheng Industry and Commerce Bureau]. She clicked on the text message:

【Jiangcheng Industry and Commerce Bureau: Zhaoyi Translation Studio you applied for on November 17th...】

Translation studio... Song Ling was stunned for a moment at the name on the short message, then pursed his lips and smiled.

Ah Zhao actually started her own translation studio without telling her the truth.

After standing for a while, Song Ling returned to the room and suddenly found the person sitting up on the bed, looking left and right looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" Song Ling leaned against the balcony door and asked her with a smile.

Shen Zhao looked at it, she was about to wake up, her brows and eyes were stunned, and she had not returned to her senses. She blinked her eyes in a trance and saw the mobile phone in her hand. "

Song Ling walked over, handed the phone over, Shen Zhao took it, unlocked it and saw a short message on the screen, she looked up and asked her, "Did you answer my call?"

Song Ling snorted, sat beside the bed, and asked her: "Azhao, why didn't you tell me about your studio?"

Shen Zhao was stunned, knowing that Song Ling knew about her business license, she smiled, looked up at her, and said, "I don't want to rely on anyone, but only on myself, and I can have my own business."

Song Ling understands her, she has always had her own ambitions, and she also knows that she is excellent. If there was no such thing as that year, she would not have wasted her studies because of this. Jiangda University is a prestigious school, and the English department is a top-ranked major in China. She had excellent grades in school. It is no surprise that she will have another role in her future.

Song Ling felt guilty in her heart. She stretched out her hand to hold her, clenched it in her palm, and suddenly asked her, "Azhao, do you want to resume your studies?"

Shen Zhao was stunned, her fingers holding the phone suddenly paused, she raised her head and looked at Song Ling, her lips pursed hard, and finally she lowered her eyes and did not open her mouth.

Song Ling could see the struggle in her eyes, it was her pain and the regret in her life.

"Azhao, as long as you are willing, everything can be repeated, and I will be by your side." Song Ling held her hand tightly, lowered her eyes and said, "I understand that it is a regret in your life, Ah Zhao. Zhao, I don't want you to give up."

Shen Zhao's eyes slowly moistened, she suddenly thought of her father. When he was admitted to Jiangda University, his father didn't know how happy he was. He pinned all his hopes on her. He kept saying that she was his pride. .

But look at what she has done, she has failed her father's upbringing, and even more disappointed his expectations.

She is not a good daughter, her father should have a better and more promising daughter...

Tears fell on the back of his hands, dripping drop by drop, Song Lingxin grabbed her, raised her hand to embrace her, hugged her, her voice choked: "Azhao, I'm sorry."

Shen Zhao leaned on her shoulder, closed his eyes, and said slowly after a while, "Song Ling, can I do it all over again?"

There was crying and trembling in that voice, Song Ling supported her shoulders, looked at her from a distance, raised her hand to gently wipe her tears, nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, I will accompany you, no matter when, I'm all with you."

When Shen Zhao went through the withdrawal procedures, the school only reserved her student status for one year. After one year, she would be automatically removed from her student status, which meant that she could no longer go back to school to resume her studies.

If you want to re-enter Jiangda University, you must take the college entrance examination again.

All of a sudden back to the past, everything is as unreal as a dream.

It's like, back when she graduated from high school, she didn't know these people, and none of those things happened...

Song Ling wiped away her tears and asked her, "Do you want to sleep again, it was too late last night..."

Thinking of last night, Shen Zhao lightly smiled, she raised the back of her hand to wipe her tears, her eyelashes were still wet with crystal teardrops, and she smiled again: "I won't sleep, since I plan to start over, I will Let's start working hard."

She is a very action-oriented, in fact, a good person, she can shine at any time.

Song Ling smiled and cupped her face, then lightly pecked her lips, and muttered, "Okay, then don't make yourself too tired, you know?"

Shen Zhao hummed, nodded and said, "I know."