Lin Feiyan silently turned his head.

The car continued to speed through the winter night, and after turning into a road lined with tall trees, Lin Feiyan finally reacted, and they were walking back.

Not far ahead, there is the villa area.

"Song Zichen," she asked in amazement, "why are we coming back?" ”

"In this case, you still dare to go back to your apartment?" Song Zichen glanced at Lin Feiyan, "I forgot the pain before the scar healed." ”

“……”

Lin Feiyan's mind was full of ——???

Her apartment was not safe, so Song Zichen took her back to his villa?

Did he ask her opinion?

And most importantly, is his villa necessarily safe?

He's also an insecurity for her!

"Moved to speechless?" The corners of Song Zichen's lips raised a smile, "It's okay, don't say anything." If you're so moved that you want to make a promise, I really don't know what to do. ”

"......" Lin Feiyan gritted his teeth, "Song Zichen, you must not know how much you owe the beating." ”

Song Zichen replied in seconds: "You must not know how violent you are." ”

“……”

“……”

The two of them, who were half a pound or two, fell silent. The car sped through the silent darkness of the night, heading towards the villa area.

Ten minutes later, the car returned to the garage and stopped in its original location.

Song Zichen naturally pushed the car door down, but Lin Feiyan was a little hesitant.

When she returned here, she realized that she and Song Zichen were like this...... It seems a bit ambiguous.

To put it bluntly, they are just bosses and entertainers, superimposed on the relationship of ordinary friends.

According to Jiang Lili, Song Zichen himself has never lived here.

Is it appropriate for her to come and live like this?

Song Zichen waited for a while, but he didn't see Lin Feiyan get out of the car, so he went around and knocked on the door of the passenger seat.

Lin Feiyan pushed the car door open a crack, and looked at Song Zichen through the gap.

Song Zichen saw through her hesitation and frowned incomprehensibly, "What are you worried about?" Worried I'm going to take advantage of you? Lin Feiyan, you can stop in moderation, I haven't worried about you taking advantage of me! ”

Ambiguous......

What an ambiguous ghost!

Lin Feiyan slammed the car door, and Song Zichen jumped back in fright.

She was very satisfied with Song Zichen's reaction, switched to elegant mode and got into the car, holding the car door and smiling at Song Zichen, "Little Mr. Song, you have to be careful, remember to lock the door when you sleep tonight." If I can't control myself, I might actually break in! After speaking, she left Song Zichen and walked into the house as the master.

“……”

Song Zichen looked at Lin Feiyan's back, and almost couldn't react-

Did he just be teased by Lin Feiyan, a dead girl?

Depend on!

Song Zichen took a big step and chased Lin Feiyan into the house like an enemy.

The people from the planning company had already packed up their things and left, and the villa was back to its usual silence.

Lin Feiyan was dressed in a long black dress and stood in the center of the living room.

There is not a single aspect of this villa, from the exterior to the interior, that has not been designed by internationally renowned professionals. Every angle, every detail, exudes a unique artistic beauty.

Lin Feiyan was wearing a dress with a strong sense of design, standing there, and unexpectedly matched the villa.

It's as if she's the master here.

Song Zichen stopped and stood not far away looking at Lin Feiyan's back.

He suddenly wondered, what was she thinking at this moment?

Lin Feiyan turned his head, saw Song Zichen, and said with a straight face: "Song Zichen, thank you." ”

Song Zichen walked over, "Thank you for what?" ”

"When I came in, I realized: this place is like a safe house for me." Lin Feiyan said, "This safe house is provided by you." ”

She didn't say it, and at the same time, she also realized the meaning of Song Zichen.

Song Zichen is like a protective umbrella to her.

Without him, tonight, not only would it be difficult for her to escape, but she might also be in even greater danger.

Either way, she should say thank you to him.

"No thanks." Song Zichen paused and added, "You are an artist in our company. Something happened and it didn't have a good impact on our company. ”

"Are you ......" Lin Feiyan's eyes looked up and down on Song Zichen, "Stay here tonight?" ”

"I can go back to the city center," Song Zichen tugged at his tie, "but don't." I'm already tired. ”

"You live here." Lin Feiyan said seriously, "Don't worry, I don't have any intentions for you, and I won't go to your room in the middle of the night." ”

Song Zichen narrowed his eyes.

After a while, she put down her hand, smiled very suddenly, and said, "Lin Feiyan, it seems that you didn't realize that I was a man at all. ”

His strength, I don't know how many times that of Lin Feiyan.

Even if Lin Feiyan had intentions for him, as long as he didn't want to, she couldn't achieve her goal.

In the same way, if he wanted to do anything to Lin Feiyan, she would definitely not be able to escape.

Therefore, what Lin Feiyan should be worried about is herself.

Lin Feiyan sensed the danger emanating from Song Zichen's eyes, shook his head, and said, "I have already witnessed it with my own eyes just now, you don't have to prove it to me again!" ”

Song Zichen's "anti-tune|play" plan was just stifled, and he reluctantly pointed to a room upstairs, "You sleep in that room." ”

Lin Feiyan showed a rare embarrassed expression, "...... Can you lend me a set of clothes? ”

"Follow me upstairs."

Song Zichen took Lin Feiyan to the master bedroom on the second floor.

He doesn't live here, but he has clothes and daily necessities here, which are basically brand new.

He took a set of gray pajamas and handed them to Lin Feiyan, "It may be a little big, but this situation ......"

Lin Feiyan took the clothes, picked up Song Zichen's words, and said, "In this case, I won't pick it." ”

She walked out of the cloakroom, and outside was the master bedroom, and above the bedside hung the painting she had picked out for Song Zichen in the gallery.

She stopped, and before she could turn around, she felt someone bump into her from behind.

"Wow!"

Lin Feiyan lost her center of gravity all of a sudden, and she was about to fall-

Song Zichen reacted quickly, and suddenly grabbed Lin Feiyan's shoulders and helped her stand firm.

Lin Feiyan turned around and looked at Song Zichen depressedly, "Why are you ......?"

Song Zichen snatched the words: "Why did you stop?" Don't want to go? ”

Lin Feiyan didn't bother to argue with him, and pointed to the painting above the bedside, "This...... How did you hang up here? ”

Song Zichen said: "The one you painted, I hung it in the living room of the house in the center of the city, didn't I send you a photo?" ”

“……”

"Then again, how could that painting you draw be so coincidental that it could hang in my living room?" Song Zichen looked at Lin Feiyan, "Are you ......?" ”

That painting was specially painted by Lin Feiyan for Song Zichen.

She finally drew it well, and thought it would be given to Song

Zichen was so strange that he finally picked one for him in the gallery.

Later, when Song Zichen's big villa was completed, she invited a friend to have a party, and she naturally gave him the painting.

She didn't expect that he would hang the painting in the living room of the house in the center of the city and bring it to the gallery the painting she had bought.

Even so, she couldn't let Song Zichen know that she had painted the painting for him.

"It's just a coincidence." In order to enhance the credibility of his words, Lin Feiyan continued, "If you don't believe it, look at the painting I gave to Director Chen. The style is similar, and I'm very good at this type of painting. ”

Song Zichen frowned slowly, "You mean, the birthday gift you gave to my uncle is also a painting, and it is similar to the one you gave me?" ”

"yes." Lin Feiyan nodded, "What's wrong?" ”

"Why do you catch anyone and send paintings?" Song Zichen said angrily, "Are you a wholesaler of decorative paintings?" ”

"I ......"

Lin Feiyan is on fire——

She admits that her artistic attainments are not high, but—

The level of wholesale decorative paintings?

She had never been so insulted!

"Song Zichen, you're dead!"

Lin Feiyan put the clothes in his hand on Song Zichen's head and began to beat him hard.

"My paintings, how can I also be at the level of a professional painter, what do you mean by that?"

Song Zichen was stunned by the sudden darkness and beating, "Lin Feiyan, stop!" ”

"Didn't you say I was violent?" Lin Feiyan didn't pay attention to Song Zichen's words at all, "Once the violence starts, how can it be so easy to stop?" ”

Song Zichen ripped off the clothes on his head, "You will regret it." ”

Lin Feiyan looked fearless, "Then you make me regret it." ”

A sneer flashed at the corner of Song Zichen's lips, and in the next second, he picked up Lin Feiyan and threw her on the big bed in the middle of the bedroom.

Her gown slipped a little in the fight just now, and her beautifully shaped collarbones and straight shoulder lines were exposed.

What's even worse is the curve of her collarbone downward.

Those who don't like Lin Feiyan can criticize her character and style, but they can never attack her appearance and figure.

With an angel-like face and a devil-like figure, it is Lin Feiyan.

Even Song Zichen, who is "well-informed", suddenly has the urge to "find out" at this time.

He was a man — a 28-year-old man in his normal physical and mental state.

A woman with a good figure and good looks is pressed under him, and it is not normal for him to have no ideas.

However, the value of people lies in the fact that they can control themselves at critical moments.

A voice in the depths of his brain told Song Zichen that as long as he dared to make the next move against Lin Feiyan, he would definitely not survive tonight.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, Lin Feiyan's brain seemed to be hollowed out, leaving only a blank space.

Lin Feiyan was stunned, and she couldn't even feel the weight that Song Zichen had put on her.

All she could feel was her chaotic, wildly accelerating heartbeat.

There had never been a man so close to her, she could almost feel the frequency of his heartbeat.

His heartbeat seemed to be a little fast.

Does he have feelings for her, too?

Lin Feiyan slowly raised his hand and put it on the back of Song Zichen's head.

As long as she exerts a little force, she can press Song Zichen down, and they can move on to the next step - kissing.

After a hot kiss, after that......