The winter night has opened a dark and mysterious curtain early. The traffic flows slowly in the streets with the lights on. The teaching buildings of Tsinghua University have been hidden in the misty night. The campus is empty and silent, with only the bleak cold wind dancing!

Lin Qianchi parked his BMW

All the lights in the office in the teaching building were turned off. Song Ziyu swung her waist and walked towards the BMW X5. Her face, which was as cold as ice during the day, was now filled with a sweet smile.

"You brat, you finally didn't let me go!"

"What kind of dinner are you going to treat me to tonight?" Song Ziyu chuckled.

When Lin Qianchi was waiting just now, he was still thinking about this. The Ice and Snow Goddess, the influential figure in the Qing Dynasty, the newly emerging leader of the Daxia economic circle, and the beautiful professor Song Ziyu who once published the theory of second bottoming of the world economy and shocked the economic circle, are really impressive.

Elusive!

You said that on the campus of Qingdao University, she could rely on her beautiful appearance and frosty temperament to win herself the honor of the goddess of ice and snow, but at the Breasts and Body Shaping Club, she could boldly tease and tease her in front of her.

The coquettish, charming and charming Daji is simply a disaster for the country and the people. The contrast is so huge!

Could it be that we are so popular with women, and they are all stunning national treasure beauties? I felt a little smug and complacent at the moment.

Song Ziyu, who had been carefully dressed up, was noble, gorgeous, graceful and graceful. Lin Qianchi saw it in his eyes and felt warm in his heart.

"Young man, you've been up all night waiting for this day," Lin Qianchi said pretending to be grateful, his eyes clear and gentle.

He stayed up all night but told the truth. After sending Tang Yan home, Smart Xiaoqiang recovered. He fainted for most of the night and really didn't sleep all night.

A blush appeared on Song Ziyu's delicate face.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention!

Last night, under the temptation of a charming spring dream, I indulged in the refreshing pleasure and committed suicide while taking a bath. I was already ashamed and blamed myself, but when I heard Lin Qianchi's ridicule, I became even more shy and confused.

The man in the charming spring dream is youthful, energetic, handsome and unrestrained. He is right beside me at the moment, seemingly within reach, yet feels so far away!

Song Ziyu fell into deep thought for a moment.

A bouquet of bright red roses, surrounded by white lilies and embellished with soft green star grass, is also extremely enchanting and beautiful.

"I'll give it to you, even though it's not as beautiful as yours." Lin Qianchi said in an unusually gentle tone.

Song Ziyu looked at the enchanting and beautiful rose bouquet in front of her in surprise, her eyes gradually blurred and filled with mist.

Uncharacteristically, he did not tease Lin Qianchi.

"Thank you, I like it very much!" Song Ziyu said softly, with a shy face and a hint of joy.

Lin Qianchi looked at the shy and joyful Song Ziyu, whose shy demeanor was more like that of a young girl in first love. At that moment, the charm made his heart flutter.

The two of them were silent as the car drove into the Sky Seaview Garden Hotel.

Walking side by side into the exquisitely decorated restaurant, elegant and lyrical piano music has been echoing in the romantic restaurant.

Lin Qianchi took the fur coat that Song Ziyu took off, and the handsome man and beautiful woman sat down at the reserved dining table.

The restaurant is already full of guests, and even a few tables have been added to the small aisle.

The dining table is not big, with a bright red rose in the middle, and the candlelight swaying gently in the small candlestick.

The guests went to the sumptuous dining table to choose seafood delicacies, various seafood, meat, seasonal fruits and vegetables, exquisite pastries, various drinks, amber wine... a dazzling array.

The two of them went to the dining table side by side and helped themselves to some sashimi, oysters, and vegetable salads. Lin Qianchi took a bottle of unknown red wine and returned to the dining table.

Lin Qianchi poured a full bottle of red wine and said with a smile: "Thank you for your patronage. Here's a glass to you!"

"You brat, you want to get me drunk, do you have evil intentions?" Song Ziyu returned to her normal state and said with a teasing smile.

But he also raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Lin Qianchi chuckled and said, "You are taking advantage of me when I climb over you. Of course, if you would consider agreeing to come to Meibixinon as an independent director, I will sacrifice my innocence for once."

When dealing with Song Ziyu, who often makes fun of himself, he must fight fire with fire and ridicule him freely to remain undefeated. Lin Qianchi, who has experienced Song Ziyu's teasing, knows this.

"Giggle" I thought of the laughter, and the plump breasts of the purple dress were rippling.

"You brat, you are getting more and more courageous now, and you dare to tease me directly!"

"I'll give you a chance tonight. As long as I get you drunk, I'll give you a chance to climb. I'm afraid you have a lustful heart but no lustful courage!" Song Ziyu said half-truthfully.

Her peach blossom and almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised, and she gave her a meaningful wink.

With her bright and charming eyes, Lin Qianchi really couldn't control herself.

Fairies, fairies who bring disaster to the country and the people! The fragrance of mature women permeates the air, and it still has unlimited temptation for the slightly young and immature Lin Qianchi.

The piano and violin harmonize with each other, the elegant music sounds rippling, and the performance is dreamlike.

The two drank slowly, enjoyed the elegant performance, laughed and chatted lightly, and both of them were deeply drunk.

The finale of the program, live body painting, appeared in the spotlight.

The youthful, enchanting, beautiful and charming girl steps onto the spotlight stage, and the skilled art master splashes ink to depict the youthful beauty.

Under the flickering candlelight, Song Ziyu shines brightly and looks even more mysterious and charming.

"Does it look good?" Song Ziyu leaned over and whispered into Lin Qianchi's ear.

The cherry lips are full of alcohol, and the breath is like orchid, rich in fragrance.

Lin Qianchi glanced at the pure beauty with body paint from the corner of his eyes...

"I'm not as good-looking as you!" Lin Qianchi laughed.

"How can you know if you haven't seen me?" Song Ziyu leaned over again and teased Lin Qianchi ambiguously.

Lin Qianchi slowly felt the slightest bit of desire rising in his heart, his lips were dry and his tongue was dry, so he raised his glass and drank it all.

Busily changing the topic, "Have you considered serving as an independent director again?" Lin Qianchi asked softly with a heavy drunkenness.

"It depends on your performance tonight," Song Ziyu, who was already heavily drunk, teased boldly.

"Boy, I won't let you down." Lin Qianchi also made a pun and said with a smile.

The night was dark and the performance was about to end. Lin Qianchi helped the drunken Song Ziyu stagger out of the hotel.

The car drove to Song Ziyu's downstairs. Lin Qianchi got out of the car and supported the drunk Song Ziyu half-hug and half-hug.

Song Ziyu still murmured to herself: I am very happy, giggling.

Song Ziyu fumbled for the key in the delicate bag and looked at the door with drunken eyes, unable to insert it.

"I'll do it!" Lin Qianchi said unintentionally as the cold wind blew over him and made him drunk.

Song Ziyu giggled and became more presumptuous: "I'll let you fuck me!"

Pushing open the door, Song Ziyu snuggled into her arms, her pink cherry lips kissed Lin Qianchi's thin lips, and her sandalwood tongue sucked *Yun desperately...

Lin Qianchi's eyes were red, he lightly hooked his toes, and closed the door.

Stretching out his arms, he picked up her plump body and strode into the bedroom.

Mink velvet coat, purple long skirt, white shirt, black lace underwear...all fell on the soft carpet, colorful.

On the soft bed, two white bodies were intertwined, exuding a fiery luster and full of vitality...

The gentle big mouth kissed her until she was tender and tender... She cried out in pain accompanied by passionate moans.

Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle!
Chapter completed!