一区二区三区无码被窝影院

Dinner ended and Song Yi sent both his cousin and Lu Xun out until he could no longer see the Maserati. His eyes narrowed as Song Yi thought about Lu Xun\'s request to him as well as his conversation with his cousin.

Song Yi took out his phone and browsed through the information that he had received about that celebrity, Huo Yun Chen. He could not help but think of how lucky this man is for being an acquaintance to his cousin.

A long, heavy sigh escaped him as Song Yi thought of the task he was assigned to do. It seemed that he will be busy in the next coming days.

Song Yi was about to turn around and leave the restaurant when he heard his phone buzzing in his pocket.

Thinking that it was his wife, Song Yi quickly took out his phone to answer the call. However, his movement halted the moment he saw the name on the screen.

After letting the phone ring for a few seconds, Song Yi slid his finger on the screen to answer the phone call.. "Uncle."

"Song Yi, what is the meaning of the message you sent?" Song Chen asked the moment he heard his nephew\'s voice.

"It is exactly as I have reported." Song Yi could hear her uncle fuming angrily in the other line. "Uncle, you don\'t have to worry about Xing Xing."

"I let you look after Xing Xing," Song Chen reminded him.

"Isn\'t that was what I am doing?" Song Yi spoke. "Uncle, you know well that I don\'t agree with your approach. Since Xing Xing has made her decision to be with President Lu, we should respect her decision."

A few years ago, before he was married to his wife, the elders had tried to set him up with some other girl. Back then, he got into a big fight with them and finally convinced the elders not to interfere with his marriage.

It was a tough fight but he had succeeded.

No matter what, Song Yi definitely did not want his younger cousins to face the same thing as he did.

Therefore, when Song Yi first found out that his cousin was dating Lu Xun, he had already made up his mind that he would support her. This was also why he was concerned upon knowing that Song Xing Xing was almost caught by the reporters with that celebrity.

"That man is not suitable."

"Why not?"

"He\'s a little too old for Xing Xing, don\'t you think?"

Song Yi pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a little frustrated as the conversation with his youngest uncle continued.

"What does his age got to do with anything?" Song Yi said. "Uncle, the way I see it, Lu Xun really cared about Xing Xing. This time with this incident, he had done a great job protecting her well. His priority has always been Xing Xing. Uncle, don\'t you think that this is an important matter too? What\'s the matter is that Xing Xing is happy and that person cared very much about her."

Song Chen opened his mouth, wanting to refute. However, he could not find a word to say. He was unhappy but could not do anything about it.

"Uncle, you should give him a chance."

Meanwhile, both Song Xing Xing and Lu Xun were unaware of the conversation between Song Xing Xing\'s father and cousin.

After she had arrived at her apartment, Song Xing Xing went into her room to wash up and called her sister-in-law. The two of them had a long chat and Song Xing Xing had to explain to Han Yue Xiu about her relationship with Huo Yun Chen.

When the call ended, Song Xing Xing walked out of her room and found Lu Xun was fast asleep on the sofa. The television was turned on with an action movie played. On his chest, Mr. Fluffball was lying there with his eyes closed.

The corner of her lips twitched as she recalled how she would often feel that she had experienced sleep paralysis. It was only until recently that she finally knew that it was Mr. Fluffball who had often laid on her chest as she sleep.

Song Xing Xing took the remote and switched off the television. She glanced at her boyfriend and found that the man continued to sleep.

Initially, Song Xing Xing had wanted to wake Lu Xun up. However, as she recalled that the man had worked hard earlier to help solve Huo Yun Chen\'s matter earlier that day, Song Xing Xing decided to let him sleep.

Thinking that Lu Xun might be a little uncomfortable with Mr. Fluffball sleeping on his chest, Song Xing Xing quickly lifted the cat off his chest.

Mr. Fluffball opened one eye and meowed in dissatisfaction when he felt Song Xing Xing\'s touch. He had found a very comfortable position to sleep and was having a good dream. But suddenly, someone was disturbing him and his papa. Of course, Mr. Fluffball was not very happy.

However, because he was too sleepy, Mr. Fluffball could only close his eyes and sleep again when Song Xing Xing had put him on his bed.

Song Xing Xing returned to her room and brought out a blanket for him.

After covering his body with the blanket, Song Xing Xing helped him to remove his glasses.

A faint smile curled on her lips. Lu Xun must be very tired. He had even slept with his glasses on.

Once his glasses were off, Song Xing Xing decided to take this opportunity to study his face. It was a rare chance for her to look at his face properly. Of course, she should not be wasting this chance.

As time passed by, Song Xing Xing got braver and started to poke him everywhere on his face. No matter where she touched, Lu Xun continued to be in a deep sleep.

Her finger moved from his forehead to the tip of his nose. Then, it went down until she was touching his lips. After staring at his lips for a long time, Song Xing Xing leaned forward to kiss him on the lips.

Just as she was about to pull away, Lu Xun had stretched his hand and pulled her body closer to him.

Her eyes widened upon noticing their position. At this time, Song Xing Xing was halfway lying on top of him. Her head was pressed hard on his chest.

Song Xing Xing struggled to get off but Lu Xun had already wrapped an arm around her waist, preventing her from moving around. She looked at his face, wanting to check whether he was really asleep, and found that he was not bluffing.

After struggling for a while, Song Xing Xing finally decided to give up.

As she lay her head on his chest, Lu Xun stretched his hand and patted her head, as if coaxing her to sleep.

However, Song Xing Xing soon realized that there was something strange about his movement. The way he was caressing her head... wasn\'t it the same as petting Mr. Fluffball?

Did he think of her as Mr. Fluffball?