Zhanyan, who was picked up by Choi Seung-hyun, subconsciously stretched out his arms around his neck because of this sudden sense of weightlessness, his small mouth snapped twice, and his body twisted slightly.

"Don't move, beware of misfire."

The low, lazy voice with a hint of magnetism was a little depressing, and the arms holding her tightened unconsciously.

Choi Seung-hyun, who strode away, didn't care what other people's expressions were, his eyes stayed on Zhanyan's little face with a slight frown and a little confusion, he didn't like other people's eyes to fall on her, and he didn't like the idea of others beating her.

Walking all the way to the parking lot and coming to the car, Choi Seung-hyun unconsciously shook the person in his arms, frowned and said, "Why is it so light?" ”

Cui Shengxuan's ink-like eyes fell on Zhanyan, looking at her drunk like a cat, leaning him, that kind of close person is simply lovely, God knows that she is conscious since that time, she has been on guard, but she can rarely let him take advantage.

Sometimes, he thinks about how good it would be if he could carry it in his pocket, and he could carry it himself, but others couldn't see it.

The drunk Zhanyan didn't know what she was doing at all, her mind was in chaos, she didn't know what she was doing at all, she was being held, she didn't know if she was familiar with the other party's breath or she knew who it was in her heart, anyway, she didn't resist at all, and she looked for a comfortable posture to rest in the other party's arms with a small face.

Originally, Choi Seung-hyun was supposed to send Zhan-yan back to her apartment, but after getting in the car, he somehow changed his mind, and when he came to his senses, the driver had already sent them to the door of his apartment.

Returning home with a beautiful woman, Choi Seung-hyun looked at his pet and didn't care about greeting her, so he hugged her straight to his room, and as soon as he put the person on the bed, he saw Zhanyan turn over and roll into the middle of the bed.

With slightly exposed fragrant shoulders and slender beautiful legs, Choi Seung-hyun felt dry mouth the more he looked at it, but he still resisted the temptation and turned around and went to the bathroom.

Wringing the towel out, Choi Seung-hyun looked at Zhan Yan lying on the bed with a red face, and saw her humming in her mouth on the bed like a pancake turning over and over, and knew that the wine was up. Sit on the edge of the bed, raise your hand and press her shoulder, and gently wipe her little face with a towel.

Zhan Yan felt a burst of coldness, and the moment she raised her hand, she touched a burst of cool skin, and the touch made her feel comfortable and reassured.

Holding the beauty in his arms, with her unique fragrance lingering in his nose, Choi Seung-hyun lowered his head slightly, and from the side, the two seemed to be cross-necked mandarin ducks, dyeing the entire cold room a little charming.

Choi Seung-hyun grabbed her dishonest little hands, stabilized her body, and carefully helped her wipe her little face. Fortunately, Zhanyan doesn't have the habit of putting on makeup on weekdays, otherwise the problem of removing makeup is enough for the two of them to toss.

"It's grinding."

I don't know if Choi Seung-hyun's voice attracted Zhanyan's attention, and in a daze, she opened her eyes as if she was unconscious, and her gaze was aimed at Choi Seung-hyun without focus. Zhan Yan Dai's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, a pair of soft and boneless little hands were tightly held in his palms, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her red mouth pouted slightly, as if she was unhappy and retorted: "It's not grinding." ”

Cui Shengxuan looked at such a childish face, and the pity in his heart was even greater, but he complained softly: "If you don't grind, why don't you accept me?" ”

His intentions are so obvious, but this little girl knows that she has been avoiding and refusing to accept it.

Her eyes were confused and struggling, as if there was a little beast lurking in her heart, as if she wanted to accept and refuse, more like a kind of self-restraint.

Choi Seung-hyun's intentions, how can she not know, how can she not understand, she just doesn't dare to accept it.

Love is indeed a matter of two people, but what about marriage?

A great man in their country said that all actions that are not aimed at marriage are hooligans, she has always been a berevel, and she does not think that she has such a big heart, and likes someone, just for the pleasure of the moment, not for the sake of staying together in the future.

"Why didn't you say it?"

"I ......"

She just didn't know what to say.

Cui Shengxuan looked at the aggrieved look on her little face, and finally relented, and kissed her lips the moment she lowered her head, the kiss like a storm poured out everything, but it was a pity that he kissed devotedly, but Zhanyan did not cooperate at all, and by the time he found out, she had already fallen asleep, so angry that Cui Shengxuan gritted his teeth, "This stupid girl, it's really time to sleep." ”

When Zhanyan woke up the next day, he found himself lying in Choi Seung-hyun's arms, the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, his head was blank, and he finally came back to his senses, seeing that the clothes on their bodies were still yesterday, he couldn't help but exhale a long breath.

"Wake up, are you hungry, does your headache hurt?" Choi Seung-hyun's caring voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ahh It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Zhanyan, who was taken aback, replied indiscriminately, and then the whole person shrank into a thin quilt.

Cui Shengxuan looked at the shy Zhanyan, withdrew the hand that originally wanted to pull her quilt and said, "I'll help you make a cup of honey water first, and you wash up first." ”

"Okay." Zhan Yan poked half of his head out of the quilt like a little turtle.

Seeing Choi Seung-hyun go out, Zhan Yan immediately jumped out of bed, ran into the bathroom with slippers, closed the door, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at the shy self inside, Zhan Yan actually felt at a loss.

She originally made up her mind to return to China after reading, but the more she resisted, the tighter he chased, and now the two of them are still sleeping in the same bed, although nothing has happened, but since childhood, people who can be so reassuring and close to Zhanyan have never been so close except for their families, even friends, and this person has repeatedly deviated.

Holding his face, his face was messy, and suddenly he heard a knock on the door, and immediately shouted: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll be fine right away." ”

By the time Zhan Yan came to the table with a flushed face, Choi Seung-hyun ordered that breakfast takeaway had already been placed on the table. If it was Kwon Zhilong and others with high enough emotional intelligence, they would definitely not say anything at this time, saving the other party from being too shy to do it, and they would blow up their hair directly, but if they were replaced by Choi Seung-hyun, the painting style would be different immediately.

People are pink bubbles slowly rising, he is much more affordable, and what he wants is how much benefit he has.

“？” After only taking a sip, the honey water was taken away, and Zhan Yan's watery eyes were full of doubts.

"Kiss me?" Choi Seung-hyun asked for it as a matter of course.

"What!?" Surprised, Zhan Yan didn't even believe what he heard.

"Hmm." He nodded earnestly.

Zhan Yan looked at him in surprise, with an incredible expression, he forcibly kissed her before, which was unexpected, but this time it was simply blatant.

I can't play happily anymore.

"Does it have to be like this?"

"Of course." He nodded again, the expression on his face so straight that it was impossible to refuse.

Zhan Yan couldn't cry or laugh, what is this, she just wants to eat a quiet breakfast and relieve the discomfort after being drunk. "Can't you be accommodating?"

"I can't."

The faint headache and the hunger from his stomach made Zhan Yan unconsciously clench his fists, and after a moment, he cautiously poked his head over, imprinted a kiss on his face, and quickly retracted.

got what he wanted, Choi Seung-hyun smirked, and then he was busy, just considerate.