This kind of understanding is even worse than strangers.

But why—?

"Where are you bullying my wife?"

Song Zhiyuan had not yet fully understood what Ji Zhun meant, nor did she figure it out. When she came to her senses, Zhou Qichuan had already put down his guitar and walked over, slapped Ji Zhun on the back of the head.

"Unforgivable!" Ji Zhun looked innocent and spread his hands, "You ask my sister-in-law, are I as bold as you?"

Zhou Qichuan cut him a glance, sat down on the other side of Song Zhiyuan, then stretched his long arm over, and kissed her forehead in front of everyone without any hesitation, and asked with a smile, "What did Lao Ji say to you? Well--"

"Yes, Lao Ji, what did you say to your second sister-in-law? Look at how your second sister-in-law is now, it is clearly scared by you!"

Xie Chi, who was sitting opposite him, also smiled and joked, "My second sister-in-law is so beautiful."

Song Zhiyuan finally came to her senses, looked at the four people opposite, tried her best to recover, and smiled with her lips, then brought the juice in front of her to Zhou Qichuan, saying, "It's very good to sing, moisten the throat."

Zhou Qichuan looked at the person who was so close to him and immediately raised his lips and smiled.

After taking the juice from Song Zhiyuan's hand, he looked for the lip marks left by her, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'll eat this." After he put down the cup, Song Zhiyuan took another chicken wing that had just been roasted for a while to Zhou Qichuan.

Zhou Qichuan took it with a smile, but put it down again, then took the chicken wings that Song Zhiyuan had eaten but didn't want to eat and said, "Don't waste it, I'll just eat this."

Song Zhiyuan, “…”

"I'll go to your uncle's Tuesday!" On the opposite side, Qin Shaoyu smashed a paper cup and cursed with a smile, "Can you treat us as an individual? Don't be so slutty?"

"Yes, second sister-in-law, you have to take good care of Second Young Master, otherwise Jia Jia and we will be unbalanced." Qin Shaoyu's girlfriend took Qin Shaoyu's arm and pouted and said coquettishly.

The woman called "Jia Jia" looked at Zhou Qichuan and used a lot of effort to hide her emotions.

Zhou Qichuan easily avoided the paper cup that Qin Shaoyu smashed, hugged Song Zhiyuan and raised his eyes to pick them up, held the chicken wings and gnawed happily, "You are going to be beasts and think about it all, what can I do?"

"Fuck!" Qin Shaoyu wailed, "Second sister-in-law, okay, hurry up and block Zhou Tuesday's mouth with something."

Song Zhiyuan smiled and poured another glass of juice and gave it to Zhou Qichuan.

Zhou Qichuan took it and took a sip with satisfaction, "It's still my wife who loves me."

After eating the barbecue and having fun, everyone went back to their rooms.

The high-end villas in Fengqi Villa are particularly good, that is, there is a hot spring pool in every room. Whether before going to bed or when you wake up in the morning, you can soak at any time if you want.

In Song Zhiyuan and the others' room, Zhou Qichuan had already ordered someone to put the hot spring in his hand.

As soon as the two entered the room, Zhou Qichuan hooked the door, pressed Song Zhiyuan onto the wall, and fell down like a passionate kiss.

When the breathing of both of them was completely chaotic and the fire was extremely strong, Zhou Qichuan suddenly stopped, pressed his forehead against Song Zhiyuan, and asked her in a low and mute manner, "Do you want to experience the feeling of being in the hot spring?"

Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but kiss him back, and responded softly, "Yeah", without refusing.

Zhou Qichuan heard her response, and a stream of boiling blood instantly rushed to the sky spirit cover.

The next second, he kissed her, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the hot spring pool on the balcony...

The feeling in the hot spring is really wonderful. The person seems to be floating in the clouds, rising and falling constantly.

It seemed like I didn't know how tired, one after another, and it was not until after one o'clock in the morning that Zhou Qichuan hugged the man and lay on the bed.

Song Zhiyuan was so tired that she didn't want to lift her eyelids, but her mind was extremely clear.

After three years in high school and four years in college, Zhou Qichuan kept sending her things in the name of Ji's family. Is it true?

She wanted to ask Zhou Qichuan why, why did he do this?

But Ji Zhun said that he could not tell Zhou Qichuan.

"What are you thinking? Well—"

Zhou Qichuan hugged (this chapter is not finished!)

The person who was sleeping with his back to him obviously felt that she was not asleep. He lowered his head and kissed her round shoulders, and asked her quietly.

"Zhou Qichuan~" She called him in a low voice.

"Yeah, I'm here."

Song Zhiyuan silently asked, "If my mother can't accept you, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Qichuan was silent for a moment and had no answer.

Because in his thoughts, this possibility will not exist.

"Actually, what my mother hopes most is that I can marry Ji Yanli." Song Zhiyuan said again without hearing his answer.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qichuan frowned and hugged Song Zhiyuan's arm tightened unconsciously, and asked, "Do you like Ji Yanli?"

Song Zhiyuan nodded slightly, "I like it, but it's just my sister's love for her brother. I only regard Ji Yanli as my brother."

As if she was afraid that Zhou Qichuan would think too much, she paused and said, "It's true now, and it's true in the future."

Sure enough, when he heard the words from her, Zhou Qichuan's tense muscles relaxed instantly. He kissed her ears again, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Wife, don't worry, I will definitely let my mother accept me."

In the morning, just six o'clock, Song Zhiyuan was picked up from the bed by Zhou Qichuan and carried it to the bathroom to wash.

Song Zhiyuan was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes, and she was lying on him without cooperating at all.

"Zhou Qichuan, what are you going to do so early? Are you murdering your own wife?" she muttered.

"Didn't you say you went hiking? The sun will come out later and it will be easy to tan."

Zhou Qichuan put Song Zhiyuan on the washstand, sat facing him, then hugged the person, went to get toothbrush and toothpaste, and hugged her with one hand, and sent the toothbrush to her mouth with the other hand, coaxing her gently, "Be good, open your mouth, brush your teeth."

Song Zhiyuan didn't open her eyes, shook her head, and her head fell on his shoulder again.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Qichuan smiled helplessly and stopped forcing her to brush her teeth. He twisted a towel and wiped her face, hugged the person and washed himself briefly, and then carried the person to change his clothes.

When changing clothes, Song Zhiyuan also slept with her eyes closed throughout the whole process. From the inside out, Zhou Qichuan helped her change it.

After changing his clothes, Zhou Qichuan hugged Song Zhiyuan out as if he was holding a child.

Song Zhiyuan lay in his arms, not affecting her sleep at all.

He Wu was waiting for them downstairs. When he saw Zhou Qichuan holding Song Zhiyuan downstairs, he quickly turned away his gaze.

These two people are simply too much. Are you not afraid of retribution when abused by dogs anytime and anywhere?

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Chapter completed!