Shen Rongrong was lying on a bed, with her upper body lowered and her waist raised. Chen Zhe was moving hard behind her: "Rongrong, I haven't seen you for several days. I miss you so much."
"Well..." Shen Rongrong's face had a faint blush, she gripped the sheets with both hands and gritted her teeth tightly.
From behind, Chen Zhe grasped the soft flesh of Shen Rongrong's buttocks tightly with both hands, let out a low cry, and moved faster and faster.
Just when the two of them were in the paradise world, the screen of the mobile phone on the bed flashed, and a series of pleasant ringtones rang.
Chen Zhe was startled and slowed down his movements: "What's wrong?"
The phone was in front of Shen Rongrong. She raised her head with difficulty and glanced at Chen Zhe's phone screen: "You have a phone number,"
"Damn, whoever is so disappointing, don't worry about him for now, let's do our thing." Chen Zhe was definitely not in a good mood when someone interrupted him. He rolled his eyes, hugged Shen Rongrong, and held his hands Put it on her chest and enter the state again.
Who knew that the phone would never end once it rang, and no one knew who was calling. It seemed that Chen Zhe had to answer the phone.
The two people's interest was greatly disturbed. Shen Rongrong took a few breaths and looked back at Chen Zhe: "Is there something urgent? Are you really not going to answer it?"
"Who cares? Now even if the world is destroyed, it is not as important as my Rongrong. Let's continue." Chen Zhe kissed Shen Rongrong on the lips from behind. The two of them closed their eyes at the same time, and their gasps became louder and louder. It's urgent.
Fortunately, the person who called saw that Chen Zhe didn't answer, so he gave up temporarily.
Chen Zhe gently pushed Shen Rongrong's waist, and Shen Rongrong slowly lay down on the bed on a pillow. Chen Zhe slowly lay on her back and continued to work.
A sour and numb feeling gradually rose in her waist. Shen Rongrong's body trembled slightly, and her skin turned a charming pink color. When both of them were about to climb to the most wonderful realm...
Chen Zhe's cell phone rang again. The problem was that Chen Zhe's copycat phone was too overbearing. The ringtone was so loud that it could be heard from across the street.
A fire was pressing in his heart, and the feeling of bliss was getting farther and farther away from Chen Zhe. He cursed: "Don't let me know who is calling. I will break all the men and crush all the women."
The two of them changed sides. Chen Zhe temporarily forgot about the ringtone, grasped the wonderful feeling of fading away, and once again devoted himself to "work".
The ringing was still ringing, and Shen Rongrong twisted her body a few times: "Chen Zhe, if it doesn't work, just pick it up. There may be something urgent."
"Help me see who's calling," Chen Zhe said as he moved.
Shen Rongrong gritted her teeth and raised her head, took the phone next to her and glanced at it: "...well...it seems...my name is Yang Lin. Is there something important?"
"Which onion is Yang Lin?" Chen Zhe thought while busy.
An idea flashed in his head. Isn't this the president of the student union of the Department of Archeology? She must have called me to be selected for the Jiangcheng University archaeological team.
Although Shen Rongrong in front of him was important now, this matter was related to Qin Xin's safety after all. Chen Zhe vigorously wavered a few times: "Give me the phone,"
Shen Rongrong handed over the phone. Chen Zhe stroked Shen Rongrong's chest with one hand and pressed the answer button with the other hand: "Hello,"
"Chen Zhe, I am Yang Lin from the Department of Archeology, School of History, Jiangcheng University." Yang Lin's voice was as cold as ever. Her voice was not as good as He Yan's. He Yan was born with no emotion, as if she was cold. The well water is cold, but Yang Lin is ice, deliberately rejecting people thousands of miles away.
Chen Zhe took a few quick breaths. He really didn't want to give up his current feeling: "Yeah,"
"I have news to tell you that your selection into the archaeological team of the School of History of Jiangcheng University has been approved by the college. We will set off at nine o'clock in the morning in three days. Please go to the School of History tomorrow to find me to collect your work permit and prepare daily necessities. "It's better to bring the necessary cash. By the way, it's better to bring your ID card to me now and I'll book the tickets."
A very official statement from Yang Lin.
"Oh," Chen Zhe agreed.
I don't know why, but an extremely strange thought emerged in my mind.
Next to him was Shen Rongrong, who was as gentle as water, and what came to his ears was the voice of Yang Lin, the most famous iceberg beauty of Jiangcheng University. This feeling made Chen Zhe extremely excited, and that wonderful feeling came over him again.
This is not because Chen Zhe has any thoughts about Yang Lin. In fact, the personality gap between Shen Rongrong and Yang Lin is too big. This huge sense of distortion is very interesting.
Chen Zhe moved vigorously a few times, and Shen Rongrong quickly pressed her mouth...
Yang Lin over there didn't know Chen Zhe's current state, and was still talking to Chen Zhe: "By the way, Chen Zhe, I don't know how you got that archaeological knowledge, but that vase... I have already given it to Zhenyan. Grandpa looked at it and said that your analysis makes sense. If it is possible... what is the snapping sound over there?"
"What, no,"
Chen Zhe's movements were very fast. He suddenly threw away the phone in his hand and hugged Shen Rongrong tightly. The two kissed each other fiercely while breathing heavily. A very charming hum came from his throat.
Although the phone was thrown on the bed, Yang Lin's voice could still be heard: "Chen Zhe, are you still listening? What is this sound? There is a girl next to you..."
The call was immediately cut off.
Shen Rongrong curled up in Chen Zhe's arms and looked at her tenderly: "Did she guess something?"
"I don't know, who cares about her? She picks the most unsuitable time to call and has a cold expression on her face. My Rongrong is the best." Chen Zhe hugged Shen Rongrong's body tightly: "These days I need to go to the northwest today. It won't be long, but it won't be too short either. Don't worry about me. Just keep an eye on Zhang Ruoling for me. This old man will do some shameless things at every turn."
"Is it about Qin Xin?" Shen Rongrong asked him.
Chen Zhe nodded and lightly tapped her lips: "I will miss you when you are not with me,"
"Me too..." Shen Rongrong turned over and snuggled gently into his arms: "The person who called just now was Yang Lin, right? She is the granddaughter of Professor Yang Zheng of the School of History, and she is an archaeologist. Genius, despite her young age, has made a lot of remarkable research results. I feel like you don’t like her very much... but it’s best to hold on to your temper, she’s not a bad person.”
"Khan, it's not like I've seen anyone hit each other, let alone she's a girl... Rongrong, are you worried that I'll take advantage of her?" Chen Zhe suddenly realized, and a smile appeared on his face: "I'm jealous. "
Shen Rongrong got up and covered her body, handed the clothes to Chen Zhe, and whispered: "Don't show it on your face if you don't like people, and learn to be more diplomatic. Although I like your character, but I’m afraid you’ll suffer a loss,”
She hastily put on a piece of clothing, gently helped Chen Zhe put it on, and pulled out the wrinkles in the clothes: "Okay,"
Chen Zhe kissed her gently on the cheek and went out.
It is now eight o'clock in the evening. Yang Lin is really a workaholic. She is still in school so late. After school, the students of Jiangcheng University are either picking up girls, going to bars, or making instant noodles. She is the only one spending time in the archeology department.
Although it is remote here, the transportation is relatively developed. There are buses not far away. Although the road is far, there are few cars. Especially at night, you can get to Jiangcheng University in 20 minutes.
Chen Zhe walked into the School of History and found the Department of Archeology. Sure enough, there was a light on in a room not far away.
He also knocked on the door politely. After a male voice said "come in" from inside, Chen Zhe opened the door and walked in.
The room is filled with a sea of information, all about archeology. In the corner of the room is a replica of the Four Spirit Array Xuanwu Formation. Yang Lin is sitting behind the table in a daze, holding a neutral weapon in her hand. Pen, tapping gently on the table...
"I'm here," Chen Zhe walked up to her and said softly. Yang Lin was obviously in trance and was startled. When she looked up, there was a trace of panic in her eyes. When she saw that Chen Zhe was coming, she regained her cold expression: "Have you brought your ID card?"
"Here," Chen Zhe handed over his ID card, and Yang Lin took it and put it on the table: "I need to enter some of your information now. Archaeological work needs to be extremely confidential. There can be no leaks from foreign spies or reporters. , hope you can understand,"
"I understand, just ask," Chen Zhe nodded.
Yang Lin nodded, and Kavin handed a cup next to her: "Yang Lin, when you are done with this, go back to the dormitory and sleep. Staying up late is not good for your health."
"I know what I know," Yang Lin looked at her ID card and asked Chen Zhe, "Age,"
"I'm going to be twenty soon, and my birthday is in a few days," Chen Zhe replied.
Yang Lin nodded and filled out the form on the paper: "Occupation of parents,"
…
In fact, Chen Zhe knew that this information was entered. I am afraid that Yang Lin became curious about his performance that day and wanted to take the opportunity to understand herself. Of course, he would not let Yang Lin take advantage of it. Most of it was made up.
When it comes to academic pursuits, Yang Lin outshines Chen Zhe in many areas, but when it comes to trickery, Yang Lin can't even catch up.
Of course, there was nothing unusual about Chen Zhe's information.
Calvin's eyes glanced at Chen Zhe a few times, with a look of disdain and provocation.
He feels whatever he wants, but in Chen Zhe's eyes, a kid like Kawen who won't grow up is not a threat at all. Anyway, he has no objection to Yang Lin this time. The only reason is to see the other half of Tianyan Daojun. The remnant soul, as well as pocketing the remaining things of Daojun Tianyan under the premise of safety, the most important thing is to rescue Qin Xin.
Kavin found that Chen Zhe was indifferent to his provocation, and was a little bored. He walked out of the office and made a phone call: "The student named Chen Zhe who I asked you to help me investigate has been found. What? This person is talking to theirs." The monitor fell in love, and he also has a pretty girlfriend, and he even met the principal’s granddaughter,”
Several keywords appeared in Kavin's mind: rich second generation, playing with women,