[Greed, initiative. The longing for a foreign place, rich like a cup of coffee, bitter and silky at the first taste, the more you get to the back, the more sweet it is left, and the aftertaste is endless - Zhong Zixi! 】

The man bowed his head.

The other wrapped around her neck, and she threw her head back desperately.

In the circle, it was her appearance in the affectionate eyes.

She bravely stretched out her hands, all the reserve and nobility did not want this moment.

Wrapping around his neck, lips touching.

The breath of each other is entangled, and the ambiguity is about to erupt.

She had the illusion that the man was not kissing her, but using her lips as inkstones.

It is not the shape of her lips that is outlined, but a long-planned landscape painting, where it falls, it is formed.

The scenery is intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated, the wind outside the window, and the charm of a room.

The cold air poured in, and the distant aperture smoked with each other.

The wild hormones are the most flirtatious, and Zhong Zixi is unconsciously intoxicated.

She seemed to hear the distant mountains and valleys, separated by the evening bell in the south screen. The fantasies that came, the Sanskrit sound in the ears, endlessly.

Every fall crashed into her heart.

Familiar senses, familiar tastes, familiar people and strange foreign places.

Some emotions can be ignited in an instant, as fast as a light, and then form a prairie fire.

She hugged the person in front of her hard, and murmured coquettishly, "Husband." ”

Greedy for each other, let their desires pour out for nine days.

He Yansheng slurred, "Hmm! Instead, he took direct action to evacuate this thought.

Zhong Zixi nestled in his arms, and the soft feeling followed a point, lightly devouring the place where the limbs were hundreds of remains.

The bones and bones are longing, lingering to the extreme.

This time she didn't want to run away, and taking the initiative and pandering were all encouraging the man's attack.

Crazy in such a city, I don't know whose active and passive are entangled with each other.

He Yansheng has always been a master of challenging emotions, and he is free to retract.

He lit Zhong Zixi's eyebrows and took a deep breath. The coarse breath mixed with the air hit Zhong Zixi's eyelids, and the itching was a little intoxicating.

"You abrasive goblin."

Zhong Zixi hooked his lips and smiled after hearing this, pulled down the man's tie and put it in his ear, and spit out softly.

"That's right, it's a little goblin, it's okay to be a goblin who is only you, Brother Yansheng!"

Hearing this, he pinched her soft waist heavily, and Zhong Zixi subconsciously snorted.

The man directly grabbed her thin waist, pulled the suitcase, and gently hooked the door with the instep of his foot and carried the woman to the bathroom.

The small ball on the bed arched into a small one, so he looked very well-behaved.

He Yansheng glanced at him with satisfaction and smiled proudly.

He just hugged her in the posture he had just held, and lifted her slightly and directly hugged her back onto the glass platform.

He Yansheng propped his hands on her sides, took her hand and looked around the overall environment, and gave a very pertinent evaluation.

"Nice room, nice environment, mirror...... Well! Not bad either. ”

When the words landed, he judged her for a long time,

Leisurely burst out of the point.

"Hmmm! Of course, you're the best. ”

Zhong Zixi dropped a sentence coquettishly.

"Get out."

Just now, in order to seduce someone, she untied a few collars on her body.

Moving back and forth, the collar has already fallen off a little, and the faintly visible scenery is seen horizontally as a peak on the side of the ridge, with different heights and heights.

Through a layer of windows.

Looking at the lights outside the window, there is a layer of autumn and winter warmth. The light was sometimes shallow and sometimes deep, like the aurora of the sunset, and the light and shadow that jumped out of it formed a chaotic world.

Half an hour ago.

She also sat here alone and had fun, enjoying the night alone.

At this moment, this man came, bringing a body of coldness and heat, and took her to understand the invitation to this night banquet.

Every second of touch, tell him physically.

What a joy it is to be in a foreign land, a beloved one, a soul and one.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night; This night is destined to be filled with laughter and invisible; This night is also destined to be a night of madness before the Hidden Storm!

Because.

Last night someone upheld the spirit of telling her not to be cowardly, but to be firm.

Zhong Zixi was energetic throughout the whole process, and it was rare for Zhong Zixi to beg him, but He Yansheng was indifferent throughout the whole process.

Let her pretend to be wronged, and she will not be moved.

As soon as the little girl's stubborn temper came up, how could she be so relieved. was stunned and held on, silent.

Later, He Yansheng was a little distracted and realized that he had done it too hard.

Distress crossed the corners of his eyes, and he coughed lightly.

With a rich voice, the man said in his ear.

"I'm sorry."

She was a little moved in her heart, the carnival is always an indulgence for two, what is there to be sorry for this kind of thing.

Zhong Zixi pouted, and arched coquettishly in his arms.

"Brother Yansheng, you want to hug you."

He Yansheng hugged her lightly with the action just now, coaxing her one by one, and his patience was excellent.

This time, Zhong Zixi is a complete understanding, what is called cocooning and self-restraint, wanting to cry without tears.

There was more than one room in the executive suite of the InterContinental International Hotel, and she originally intended to want He Yansheng to sleep in another room.

However, this man's words made her completely unable to find any reason to object.

"Why do you want your son to toss you tomorrow morning, when he gets up? When the time comes, I'll be here, and I promise not to let this stinky boy disturb your rest. ”

Zhong Zixi rolled her eyes helplessly, and she didn't know who tossed her just now!

A slander in his heart, He Yansheng teased him shamelessly.

"What, use people to face forward, not people to face backward?"

She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and she was too lazy to fight with someone, so she could only raise her hand and let the man decide for himself.

He Yansheng intimately tucked the corners of her clothes for her, and kissed her and her son on the faces with half propped up.

"Good night, rest well my angels!"

The feeling of heaven and hell for a moment, Zhong Zixi has experienced too much.

This time I didn't seem to feel anything.

She put down her phone on the bed in a heavy voice

After sitting for a while, I looked around and saw that there was no one in the room.

Then I turned on my phone and looked at the time, half past eight.

It is estimated that He Yansheng should take He Youchen to the restaurant downstairs for dinner.

Zhong Zixi suddenly didn't want to open Weibo, in today's Internet era, freedom of speech seems to be a place outside the law.

Zhong Zixi doesn't understand why so many people listen, say, spread, and find those unconfirmed remarks so interesting?

She didn't know what these things had to do with them?

Those heart-piercing words were like a sharp knife in her heart, which really made her breathless.

She chuckled softly, very lightly, very lightly.

Then he let himself lie back on the bed, and just lay empty, thinking about nothing.

She was suddenly lying on one side, her legs curled up, her body very tired, and she was very tired.

On the contrary, she didn't feel sleepy at all, Zhong Zixi stretched out her fingers and slowly covered the pillow adjacent to her.

In the next second, he buried his head in the pillow very hard, and sucked in the shallow fragrance hard.

Zhong Zixi's mind always echoed what Fang Qin had just said on the phone, and every word was magnified by infinite multiples.

Reminiscence, not even reminiscence.

"Hey, Zixi, tell me first, if Mr. He came last night?"

Zhong Zixi was originally tossed by He Yansheng all night last night, and it was almost three o'clock before two people went to sleep.

This will make Zhong Zixi's mind a little unclear, but the basic consciousness is still there.

He Yansheng came so late last night, not to mention that he came over, she only knew about it temporarily, how could Fang Qin know?

I have doubts in my heart, but I also have to answer questions.

"Hmmm! yes, but it was late when he arrived last night, how would you know? ”

Zhong Zixi clicked on the voiceover and changed directions.

The whole person shrunk in the quilt, talking in an urn.

"You scared me to death, so I said it must be your husband." Fang Qin gasped and said.

"Otherwise, Su Jiangqing and I can be cut to death by your husband when we turn around, and then we will have a name for not taking good care of ourselves, then it will end, tsk! Tut! Tut! "Think horror.

"But then again, there seems to be no one else who can make you so active, except for He Yansheng!"

Fang Qin sneered, knowing that this was an oolong, he was completely relieved.

Inevitably, there was another sense of impropriety, "It seems that last night's dry firewood hooked the fire, lively?" ”

In Zhong Zixi's irrepressible mind, one or two restrictive pictures appeared. His cheeks were red, and he said politely.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm still sleepy."

Fang Qin smiled frustratedly.

"I'd love to be fine, but it's really okay now. Remember what I told you last time, play a big ticket? ”

How could you not remember that Su Jiangqing and Fang Qin came to the store together that day.

At that time, she and He Yansheng had not reconciled.

How can they not remember the affection of no one beside them?

The outside world had some very malicious speculations about Fang Qin at the beginning, and He Yansheng helped him that day.

Many people chased after the wind and connected the two together.

afterward

Yang Fan and Sheng Chen, including Fang Qin himself, have made relevant explanations, but unfortunately there are still many people who refuse to believe it.

The world is like that sometimes, and what they want to believe is often what they want themselves to believe.

Ignoring a lot of the most essential things.

In this way, the outside world speculated that He Youchen was the son of Fang Qin and He Yansheng at first, and later she clarified it jokingly.

Gengbo said that it was just a friend's child.

It began to ease the gossip, and she existed in the places where Fang Qin took He Youchen out of the country several times in a row.

Many netizens speculated whether He Youchen was related to her, but there was no relevant evidence.

In addition, after He Yansheng reposted Weibo some time ago, and the private social platform Aite touched her, someone has already linked the two together.

At present, CP fans are rampant, and the topic of 'Purple and Red, Happy in Life' has been read as many as 45.8 million times during this time.

In the impression of Yuncheng people, He Yansheng is indifferent and affectionate.

How could such a man like a woman who is married and has children.

I have to say that the current fans have the potential to be Sherlock Holmes.

Slowly, in most people's hearts, Zhong Zixi must be unmarried and single.

The part that people hate the most is that the imaginary world they fantasize about is shattered and does not exist.

Then they will stubbornly believe that it is the person who directly caused the result and caused all the causes.

They begin to hate and resent everyone associated with them, regardless of the cause, regardless of the front and back.

(End of chapter)