The warm sea breeze gently blew across Song Zhiyi's cheeks, and the hair next to his cheeks was also slightly messy by the sea breeze.

Song Zhiyi stretched out his hand to clean up his hair that was blown by the sea breeze, turned his head to look at the sea view not far away.

This scene looks very beautiful, but in fact...

She was forced!

Song Zhiyi howled in his heart.

She really didn't dare to look at Tang Yuchen's expression and eyes. She felt that Tang Yuchen had an inherent sense of oppression, and she felt guilty about what she had just said, which undoubtedly made her even more scared.

Song Zhiyi firmly believed that even if she could not see Tang Yuchen's expression now, she could still feel that Tang Yuchen seemed...

Bah, I'm sure I'm angry.

Song Zhiyi heard a chuckle coming from above his head, and the chuckle was full of helplessness.

Tang Yuchen looked helplessly at Song Zhiyi who seemed to have made a mistake and said helplessly: "Why are you so nervous?"

"You..." Song Zhiyi lost her previous boldness and was a little cowardly, "Are you angry?"

Tang Yuchen reached out and rubbed Song Zhiyi's furry head in front of Lu Xiwen: "Which ear is angry when I hear me?"

Song Zhiyi slapped the hand above his head: "Who have you seen you get angry and said it?"

"Well, no." Tang Yuchen gently patted Song Zhiyi's head and said, "Let's go, it's time to have supper."

Song Zhiyi looked at the phone and it was already past five o'clock, and it was time to have supper.

Song Zhiyi stood up from the recliner with some regrets, looked at the sky dyed red by the sunset and the sea surface reflecting the sunset, and sighed with regret.

Hearing Song Zhiyi's sigh, Tang Yuchen frowned: "What are you sighing?"

"I just think I should have come early today," Song Zhiyi said regretfully, "I should have gotten up early to watch the sunrise if I had known it. It would be a pity."

Song Zhiyi likes the sea and also likes to watch the sea.

She also likes to stand by the sea and watch the sun rise slowly from the east at sunrise.

The sea at that time was completely different from now. No one was swimming inside, only the pleasant sound of waves slamming on the golden beach and the figures of fishermen going out to sea.

The beaches at that time were different from now on. There was no sound of children playing and joking. Only some residents living around were picking up some shells on the beach. Did they say a few dialects that belonged to them?

The sea at sunrise is beautiful.

It is like a girl still sleeping, quiet and sweet.

Tang Yuchen raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Do you think you will get up early today?"

Song Zhiyi retorted dissatisfiedly: "Why can't you?"

She, Song Zhiyi, except for updating the novel on time, she can't do other things as long as she wants to do.

"I don't know who was drunk yesterday when I was silent and drunk," Tang Yuchen put his hands in his pants pockets, walked slowly, and spoke slowly. "In the end, I was carried back to the hotel and slept like a pig on the road."

There was a scent of doting in his tone.

Song Zhiyi's face turned red when he heard the second half of the sentence.

After walking for a while yesterday, the alcohol that had not yet dissipated in her body began to attack again, making her feel weak all over and could only squat on the side of the road helplessly.

Song Zhiyi held Tang Yuchen's sleeve, who was walking beside him with both hands, blinked at him, and then said to Tang Yuchen in a coquettish voice:

"I can't walk anymore."

Tang Yuchen reached out to pick her up, but she refused to accept it.

In desperation, Tang Yuchen could only walk to Song Zhiyi and squatted down: "Come up, I'll carry you back."

Song Zhiyi did not make any noise and obediently lay on Tang Yuchen's back.

At the beginning, Song Zhiyi talked about various strange topics with Tang Yuchen, and Tang Yuchen would always answer her "wise" questions one by one.

Later, she couldn't hold on to her increasingly heavy eyelids, so she lay down on Tang Yuchen's back and fell asleep.

Song Zhiyi blushed and refused to admit it: "Who are you talking about? It's not me anyway."

She is not a pig, she is obviously the king of pigeons.

"Oh, it's not you," Tang Yuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, "It seems that I had a little ungrateful wolf on my back yesterday."

“…”

Song Zhiyi decided to shut up and didn't want to pay attention to this guy anymore.

What kind of mess are these? She felt that Tang Yuchen, who was standing in front of her, was like being transferred.

Where did Professor Tang, who used to be serious and indifferent, go?

Return him to her quickly!

The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder on the soft beach. Lu Xiwen, who was alone not far behind them, looked at the harmonious atmosphere of the two of them, and lowered his eyes and looked at the slippers that Song Zhiyi bought on his feet with a little disappointed look.

He had a feeling, a very bad feeling, and this feeling was the one he was most reluctant to believe and accept.

Tang Yuchen and Song Zhiyi walked up the tooth stairs. Under the shade of the trees beside them, Song Zhiyi took off the shoes from one foot. Her balance was not very good, so she stood there independently, and she couldn't help but shake left and right just by standing up, let alone she was about to bend down to wear shoes.

Tang Yuchen, who easily changed his shoes, looked at Song Zhiyi bent down halfway, and his whole body couldn't control himself as if he was falling on one side. She had to straighten up immediately and stare at her feet with some grief.

Tang Yuchen laughed silently, he was really a stupid girl.

"You are not allowed to laugh!" Song Zhiyi glared at Tang Yuchen.

He is amazing, he is noble, he laughs at her for being poor in balance!

Tang Yuchen smiled slightly: "Okay, okay, don't laugh."

But Tang, who was not smiling, couldn't hold back his smile after saying this, and the corners of his mouth were still raised high, but he didn't laugh out loud.

Song Zhiyi glared at him fiercely in anger, and continued to start her "hard shoe-changing journey".

In the end, Tang Yuchen leisurely leaned on the trunk of the tree, his legs overlapped, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked at Song Zhiyi who was struggling with struggle.

Song Zhiyi accidentally raised her head and looked at Tang Yuchen with a cigarette in her mouth and asked, "Do you know what you look like now?"

Tang Yuchen took off the cigarette from his mouth and asked, "What does it look like?"

After saying that, he handed the cigarette into his mouth again.

"Like a gangster in the alley." Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Yuchen's hands with distinct joints, "You are just a tattoo between you and the gangster."

Tang Yuchen reached out and held the cigarette in his hand, then approached Song Zhiyi.

"You, you, don't come over!" Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Yuchen with a "gangster" look and was a little nervous, "I, I'm very likely to fall now! If you make me fall, I will break up with you! The kind that will never be reconciled again!"

When Tang Yuchen heard this, he did not stop, but even deliberately raised his eyebrows like a joke.

Tang Yuchen stopped when he was only a small step away from Song Zhiyi, then slowly squatted down and held Song Zhiyi's thin ankle with his hand holding a cigarette.

Song Zhiyi's breathing stagnated and looked down at Tang Yuchen's hand holding his ankle.

The warm temperature on her palm attached to her ankles, and Song Zhiyi couldn't help but tremble all over. Her body temperature also rose rapidly with the temperature on Tang Yuchen's wrist.

Tang Yuchen calmly took the shoes from the side and gently put them on Song Zhiyi.

He raised his eyes slightly: "Other foot."

Song Zhiyi, who had no time to think, obediently stood the foot on the ground, and then shakingly stretched out the other foot.

Tang Yuchen put on his shoes for Song Zhiyi: "Actually, you can ask for my help, but you won't have been spending so long here."

"..." She is an independent young woman in the new era and will never easily seek help from anyone.

Tang Yuchen stood up slowly. When Song Zhiyi thought nothing was wrong, Tang Yuchen gently pushed Song Zhiyi backwards, which was still holding the unburned cigarette.

Song Zhiyi suddenly lost his balance and fell straight back, hitting the stone wall with no slight or heavy load.

"You do..." What...

Before Song Zhiyi could finish his words, he saw Tang Yuchen leaning against the wall and trapping her between the wall and him.

Just like last night on the street...

Tang Yuchen looked at Song Zhiyi's panic, raised his eyebrows, leaned into Song Zhiyi's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know what a gangster looks like?"

The warm breath gently stroked Song Zhiyi's ears, and Song Zhiyi's ears quickly turned red.

Song Zhiyi held his breath and shook his head.

The gangster in her impression...

It should be a colorful Shamatt hairstyle with tattoos all over the back of his hands, a sky eye on his forehead, and then wearing these tights and smoking cigarettes. From time to time, he takes out his phone to take a short video...

Tang Yuchen narrowed his eyes, took the hand holding the cigarette away from Song Zhiyi's cheek, slowly handed the cigarette into his mouth, took a deep breath, and then bent down immediately without waiting for Song Zhiyi to react.

Song Zhiyi subconsciously closed his eyes.

But it didn't come as she expected after a long time.

Song Zhiyi opened his eyes in confusion and looked at Tang Yuchen who was so close to him.

Tang Yuchen's eyes were filled with smiles, as if he was mocking her reaction just now.

Tang Yuchen slowly vomited smoke towards Song Zhiyi. Under the smoke, Tang Yuchen's pair of peach blossom eyes were particularly attractive.
To be continued...