Chapter 4: A Kiss on the Balcony

After being stunned for a few seconds, she reacted, and slightly hooked the corners of her lips: "No." ”

He wears a simple black shirt and black trousers, his figure is long, and the simple style is worn on him as if it is tailor-made, which sets off his outstanding figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs and straight legs, which is more intriguing than the figure of a male model.

She was wearing a dark red dress, he was dressed in black clothes and black pants, the two of them stood together, whether it was temperament or dress, they were quite compatible, which attracted the attention of many people.

Shi Yuan smiled dotingly at her, then looked at the two people opposite, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Yi Xingchen: "These two are?" ”

Zhao Wenman was waiting to see how Yi Xingchen introduced her and He Yuan, but she didn't expect the corners of Yi Xingchen's lips to hook and say, "It's not important," she paused, and then turned to Professor Xu who was standing next to her, "This is my university professor, Professor Xu." ”

Shi Yuan bowed politely to her: "Professor Xu, hello, my name is Shi Yuan, I often hear Xingchen mention you, and I finally saw you today." ”

Professor Xu had just finished chatting with Xia Yuqing, and when he heard this, he looked up at Shi Yuan and smiled like a blooming flower: "What a handsome young man, Shi Yuan?" I'm familiar with your name, so aren't you also a student at NTU? ”

"Yes, Professor, I'm from the Department of Finance at NTU." Shi Yuan replied with a smile.

Zhao Wenman frowned slightly, she was very sure that she didn't know Shi Yuan.

She glanced at He Yuan, and it was obvious that she didn't know Shi Yuan when she looked at his expression.

She just opened her mouth to say something, when Shi Yuan suddenly spoke: "Professor Xu, can I borrow my girlfriend from you, I have something to say to her." ”

Professor Xu looked at Shi Yuan's action of hugging Yi Xingchen, and immediately reacted, and also joked: "Borrow you, borrow you, take it away, you don't have to pay me back." ”

Shi Yuan smiled politely at the old man, completely ignoring Zhao Minman and He Yuan as nothing, and walked away with Yi Xingchen's waist around him.

He carried her all the way to the balcony before he let go of his hand.

As he let go of his hand, the smile he had been on his face faded.

Yi Xingchen stood opposite him, looked up at him, hooked his lips and smiled: "Yuqing called you here?" ”

"Hmm."

He did not deny it.

"How much did she give you?" She was half-joking.

"Twenty thousand," he looked at her lightly with slightly lowered eyes, paused, and added, "She hasn't given it yet, do you want to pay it directly?" ”

Yi Xingchen laughed, she didn't talk nonsense, she directly picked up her mobile phone and transferred him a sum of money.

The mobile phone in his pocket shook, and Shi Yuan picked it up and saw that it was the account she transferred to him, but not 20,000, but 120,000.

"Didn't you say 200,000 a month? This is half the deposit. Yi Xingchen stared at him directly, his eyes ambiguous and playful.

Shi Yuan raised his eyebrows, didn't speak, just took a little hand and directly accepted her transfer.

Yi Xingchen hooked his lips and smiled, suddenly pulled him down by the collar, raised his head, and his rosy red lips blocked his thin lips.

Shi Yuan was slightly stunned and frowned imperceptibly.

It's just a whim, she didn't really want to do anything, just wanted to move her lips back, Shi Yuan suddenly raised his hand, his fingers fell on her wooden hairpin, he rubbed the magnolia flower on the hairpin, and was about to pull it out.

"Don't move......" Yi Xingchen hurriedly spoke, and before he finished speaking, the hairpin had already broken away from the bun.

Long black hair poured down like a waterfall, like fine silk, and fell on her fair and thin back, black and white.

Yi Xingchen was a little displeased, and just wanted to push him away, Shi Yuan's palm suddenly grabbed her slender neck, lowered his head, and blocked her lips.

He clasped her waist with one hand and rubbed her long soft hair with the other, and the two of them were intimate and ambiguous.