Then, Yan Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, his thin lips curled slightly, the curves at the corners of his lips were a little clear and light, and even a bit cunning. Even when he opened his mouth, he was a little bit faint and confusing, "Of course it's OK."

Since she identified the little squirrel, she has decided to hand herself over to him.

Hearing the affirmative reply from Yan Chen, Jiang Chi's phoenix eyes, which were naturally charming, became a little deeper again, like the extremely dark obsidian, with a thick ink in her pupils, so deep that she could absorb everything reflected in her eyes.

He looked at Yan Chen without any deviation, and there was only her figure in his eyes.

He pecked Yan Chen's lips lightly, and the next moment he picked Yan Chen up and walked towards the bed.

Yan Chen's hand instantly wrapped around Jiang Chi's neck, and his beautiful Danfeng eyes looked at him like this, with a soft smile in his eyes.

Jiang Chi gently placed Yan Chen's movements on the bed, and lay on the quilt covered with rose petals. The characters made of the demonic red petals were instantly disrupted, and they were spread beside Yan Chen.

Yan Chen's skin was very white, and the rose petals beside him were red. Two extreme colors were mixed together, giving people a visual feeling that they were extremely erotic.

The continuous and clear and outspoken Yan Chen seemed to be stained with charm at this moment.

Like a demonic charm.

Jiang Chi lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Chen. His slender and fair fingers gently pushed away the ink hair in front of Yan Chen's forehead, and the hot kiss fell down.

Such an ambiguous and charming atmosphere made the two people in the atmosphere so nervous that their fingernails seemed to instantly develop tens of millions of nerves. Even though Jiang Chi's lips just fell on Yan Chen's eyes, the tips of their hearts were still trembling sensitively.

Soon, the room was beautiful, and both of them were a little confused.

The rose petals fluttered and scattered all over the floor.

When the affection was so strong, a slender hand pulled open the bedside drawer and took out a condom from it.

When he was about to take it apart, Jiang Chi's slightly hoarse voice slowly rang, "Is it... safe period?"

"Yeah." Yan Chen's voice was light and soft, and it came out lightly through the quilt.

Jiang Chi paused his hand slightly and asked, "Can I not use it for the first time?"

The first skin blind date, he thought it was a true skin blind date.

"Yes." Yan Chen answered, but he couldn't hear any shyness.

The room is beautiful and the spring scenery is beautiful.

...

At this time, day and night.

Hua Shi was wearing a sky-blue dress, and sat quietly on the swing with his eyes down. He held a white camellia in his slender and jade-like hand. His glass eyes were always gentle as water.

He didn't say anything, just clutched the camellia branches tightly.

Leave speechless for a long time.

His sweetheart married someone else today.

Hua Shiwei closed her eyes and was silent for a long time before slowly opening it. She reached out and picked up the beautiful jade porcelain wine cup in front of her, and drank the strong wine inside.

One cup after another.

Rong Si was still sitting at the cashier, putting his phone in his hand and throwing it boredly. Then, he looked at Hua Shi lazily with his other hand on his forehead. There was a little bit of apology in his cold eyes, "Hua Shi, if you are so sad, you will grab her back!"

Hua Shi paused slightly with the hand holding the wine cup, but didn't say anything, and looked at Rong Si.

Rong Si continued: "Otherwise, let it go simply. There are so many good girls in the world, why bother hanging them on a tree?"

Drinking the burning wine in the wine cup, Hua Shi sighed softly, "The person in A Chen's heart is not me. As for letting go, it's because... I can't let go!"

How could you let go of your relationship after so many years?

Moreover, he didn't want to let go either.

In fact, he had thought more than once that if he had expressed his feelings earlier, or if he had not brought the wrong person in Chan that time, would it be different from now on...?

"So what if the person in my heart is not you? Isn't it enough to stay by your side?" Rong Si held his chin and said unconsciously, "If I like someone, I will keep her by my side no matter what I say."

"So, you have never loved someone." Hua Shi's voice was neither salty nor light.

Don’t talk about love, Rong Si is afraid that he has never even liked it.

"Then like you, you can't love it?" Rong Si glanced at Shi Dao.

Hua Shi didn't say anything, lowered her eyes, but the curve of the corners of her mouth was a little bitter.

Can't love be loved?

It is indeed love but not to be able to do so.

However, even so, he never regrets this relationship that ends in failure.

"Forget it, I won't mock you anymore. You should drink more quickly. You can sleep well when you get drunk. I'll save you my time sitting here with you." Seeing Hua Shi like this, Rong Si couldn't bear to say anything else, and just urged him.

Zhaohua Shi like this today, she must be drunk and relieve her worries and never return home without getting drunk.

However, Hua Shiguan came to drink wine and was so good that he would not make noise or make trouble when he was drunk, so he would go to bed obediently.

I don’t know how much Hua Shi drank. When he slapped on the table, there were a bunch of empty wine bottles in front of him, and they were all white jade porcelain bottles, which were particularly beautiful.

Rong Si spit out the straw that fell in his mouth, stood up while yawning, walked to the swing, and helped him go to the room where he was resting day and night.

As a man, he was not very good at taking care of others. He picked off his coat and shoes for Hua and stuffed him into the bed. He closed the lights as soon as the quilt was covered, and then he hid himself on the sofa in the room.

Hua Shi has always been so elegant and unique that she is like a fairy in the painting. She is probably so easy to rest for the first time.

**

The next day, early morning.

It was not as early as the morning, after all, it was already midnight outside, and it was around ten o'clock.

One of the two sleeping in embrace each other on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Jiang Chi glanced at Yan Chen, who was sleeping just right in his arms, curled his thin lips slightly, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were filled with soft warmth.

He got up gently, cleaned up the messy room, and then went to the bathroom to wash.

After washing up, I went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

When he returned to the room, the people on the bed were still huddled in the quilt and slept very heavily, not looking like they were about to wake up.

Jiang Chi took a book casually and sat next to Yan Chen, without making trouble for her, and let Yan Chen rest.

He flipped through it casually, occasionally turning his head to look at the quiet words he had crouched under the quilt like a kitten.

He had been tossing his brother for a long time last night, but he fell asleep almost at dawn.

He probably felt a little bit like the feeling of the ancient kings not going to court early.

If it were him, he would just want to stay with his brother Xiao every day.

Jiang Chi finished reading a book, but the people on the bed were still asleep. He frowned gently.

It was already twelve o'clock, and my brother hadn't eaten breakfast yet, which was not good for his stomach.

He reached out and rubbed Yan Chen's messy hair gently, Jiang Chi whispered in her ear: "Brother I was a kid."

Yan Chen frowned, but did not open his eyes. He reached out and grabbed the quilt and covered his head together.

"Brother I was young." Jiang Chi shouted again.

Yan Chen ignored him at all.

Jiang Chi bent a beautiful arc in the corner of his lips, and he shouted the title slowly, "Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao..."

Yan Chen twisted under the quilt for a few times, and he probably woke up. He interrupted Jiang Chi in anger, "Don't call me, your brother is dead when he was young."

His tone was a little annoyed.

Jiang Chi: “…”

He was stunned for a moment, and there was a little laugh between his eyebrows and eyes.

He naturally knew what his brother was upset about when he was young.

Last night...

He bullied his brother Xiao and cried.

Jiang Chi lay beside Yan Chen, stretched out his hand, hugged Yan Chen and the quilt together, and began to apologize warmly.

"I was wrong." Jiang Chi said softly.

That's right, not very sincere.

It means 'I was wrong, but I still make it next time'.

Yan sank, still huddled himself under the quilt and hummed softly.

It was still the kind of hum that Jiang Chi could hear on purpose.

Jiang Chi smiled, lifted the quilt with his other hand, and said in a doting and funny tone: "Isn't this boring?"

Yan Chen looked at Jiang Chi, and his phoenix eyes that were as clear as a spring had an indescribable sorrow at this moment.

She didn't want to move at all now, and she felt it was hard to lift a finger up.

My body was like being run over by a car, and it was so sad that it was sour and out of tune everywhere.
To be continued...