Looking at Zhou Qichuan's brighter and brighter black eyes, Song Zhiyuan realized something was wrong and wanted to speak to calm him down.

But the next moment, his head pressed down and blocked her words back.

He kissed him very quickly, and his rhythm also changed from the gentleness and lingering just now to the domineering and strong, as if he wanted to crush the person in his arms into his bones and blood.

After a while, he reluctantly let go.

Song Zhiyuan leaned in his arms with unstable breath, with an emotional charm in her eyes, but she said coldly, "Have you made enough trouble?"

"No." Zhou Qichuan's eyes were slightly darker, and he was about to continue.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyuan quickly turned her head and avoided, asking, "Is someone else's girlfriend so easy to kiss?" Chinese website

Zhou Qichuan curled his lips with interest, and there was a deeper meaning in his black eyes, "Yuan Yuan used to like playing with this kind of excitement, so well, we will come secretly in the future."

"You!" Song Zhiyuan was shocked by his shamelessness.

He agreed to affair?

Seeing that the words "You are sick" were clearly written in her eyes, Zhou Qichuan licked his lips with unsatisfactory intentions, "Why, you don't like it?"

"Like—" a ghost!

Before Song Zhiyuan finished speaking, Zhou Qichuan grabbed the back of her head and lowered her head to block the two shimmering red lips.

"Um--" Song Zhiyuan was so soft that she didn't even have the strength to struggle. She stared at him like silky eyes.

This is undoubtedly a hint for Zhou Qichuan.

When she felt a hot palm moving up along her waist, Song Zhiyuan was angry and ashamed, so she opened her mouth and bit her hard.

Soon, the smell of rust-like blood continued to spread between the two people's lips and teeth.

But Zhou Qichuan just frowned slightly. Not only did he not want to stop, but his hands became increasingly dishonest.

Listening to the footsteps at the door, Song Zhiyuan pushed Zhou Qichuan's head away and gasped, "Do you still want to have a look?"

After saying that, she saw that Zhou Qichuan was about to continue, she panicked and lowered her voice and said, "There are people outside."

"Don't be afraid, no one will come in." Zhou Qichuan's voice was low and hoarse, with a different kind of bewitching.

Song Zhiyuan was so angry that she trembled. She reached out to put her hand on his chest and asked gritted her teeth, "Are you so hungry?"

"Is that right? You will know if you touch it." Zhou Qichuan smiled softly, holding her hand with his big palm and slowly down his abdominal muscles.

Glazing at him angrily, Song Zhiyuan blushed as if bleeding was about to drip.

Suddenly, Zhou Qichuan's cell phone that he put in his pocket rang.

It's Song Zhiyuan's mobile phone.

In the midst of the excitement, Zhou Qichuan had no time to pay attention to his cell phone and insisted on holding her hand.

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Mr. Zhou, is it convenient to get in?" He is a girl with a sweet voice.

Zhou Qichuan's forehead leaped with blue veins, and three words were squeezed out from the cracks of his teeth, "Inconvenient."

The outside was silent for a few seconds and said apologetically, "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, someone from the police station is looking for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qichuan suddenly thought of something and snorted coldly, "He followed closely."

Song Zhiyuan was stunned when she heard this.

who?

Seeing that she looked unaware, Zhou Qichuan felt a lot better inexplicably. He let go of his hands and gently rubbed her hair, "Go back first, I'll go find you after get off work in the evening."

Song Zhiyuan's focus was on asking her to go back. She didn't listen carefully at all. She pushed Zhou Qichuan away, opened the door and ran out.

As soon as I ran two steps, I heard the helpless voice of a man behind me, "Yuan Yuan, I forgot my phone."

Song Zhiyuan stopped and turned to look, and indeed saw that her cell phone was held in her hand by Zhou Qichuan.

His fingers are fair and slender, with clear joints, and are too beautiful.

Thinking of the wonderful taste that her hands had experienced, Song Zhiyuan's face turned redder and she walked a few steps to grab her phone.

Looking at her red face, Zhou Qichuan reminded, "Yuan Yuan, have you forgotten something?"

"What?" Song Zhiyuan was stunned.

Suddenly, she thought of something and quickly walked into the private room.

When her breath was unstable, the bag in her hand fell off and she was now lying quietly on the floor.

Song Zhiyuan picked up the bag, checked it, and turned around and wanted to leave.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhou Qichuan leaning against the side of the door frame, smiling particularly intriguingly, "Yuan Yuan, have you forgotten something?"

"No." Song Zhiyuan was very sure.

After the words came, she stepped out.

When she passed by Zhou Qichuan, she heard him say, "You forgot me."

——You have forgotten me.

His voice was low and hoarse and a little helpless, like a wounded little wolf cub, which was so pitiful.

Song Zhiyuan's heart trembled, and she restrained herself from turning back and left straight away.

Looking at her back, Zhou Qichuan smiled bitterly and curled his lips, licked the hard inner wall of his mouth with his tongue, and murmured, "A cruel woman."

Downstairs, Ji Yanli stood at the elevator entrance with a cold expression, next to him was a group of hotel staff who were very nervous.

When the elevator door opened, Ji Yanli's eyes instantly calmed down when she saw Song Zhiyuan.

"Brother." Song Zhiyuan curled her lips and walked towards him quickly.

Just now when He Xue said that, she guessed that Shi Yan couldn't get through her phone and contacted Ji Yanli.

If it was someone else, he would go upstairs with him.

He glanced up and down and confirmed that Song Zhiyuan was nothing unusual. Ji Yanli breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go, Xingluo is waiting for you."

"She is here too?" Song Zhiyuan was a little surprised.

Ji Yanli nodded and said in a gentle voice, "When Shi Yan called, we just finished our meal and walked out."

If he hadn't been having a meal in Chunman Garden, he wouldn't have come so quickly.

Thinking of the two of them going out to have dinner alone, Song Zhiyuan showed an aunt's smile, and felt that her friend's journey to obtain the scriptures had further improved.

Seeing her smile, Ji Yanli explained silently, "She was trying to come to see the loss. She was just close to her and came over for a meal."

Song Zhiyuan nodded, saying that she understood all of this.

Outside the Hummer, Xia Xingluo, who decided to go upstairs to help, was relieved when he saw the two people walking out.

Look at Song Zhiyuan, although he had made up his makeup, he was obviously much plump in his lips, and his aunt smiled, "Yuan Yuan, didn't he suffer a loss, right?"

Song Zhiyuan glared at her and gestured to her to calm down.

Her brother is still here, don’t pretend to be a lady?

Understanding what she meant, Xia Xingluo was not panicked at all. He looked like I knew it without saying anything, "Get on the bus quickly, my brother sent someone snacks from abroad, and there were chocolates you like."

"There is such a good thing?" Song Zhiyuan helped her into the car, a little surprised.

Although Xia Wenyan responded to all his requests to Xia Xingluo, he was always busy with work and did not take the initiative to care about her many times.

As for the things that little girls like, they rarely buy them.

Xia Xingluo muttered as he got on the car, "It may be that the Thousand-year-old iron tree is finally about to bloom, and it's time to fall in love."

"Is that so? This is a good thing." Song Zhiyuan suddenly became curious about what kind of girl the person who could make Xia Wenyan, who was single for thousands of years, would be.
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