Looking at Zhou Qichuan's increasingly burning black eyes, Song Zhiyuan realized that something was wrong and wanted to speak to calm him down.

But the next moment, his head was pressed down, blocking back her unspoken words.

He kissed very urgently, and the rhythm changed from gentle and lingering just now to domineering and strong, as if he wanted to crush the person in his arms and rub it into his bones and blood.

Half a ring, he reluctantly let go.

Song Zhiyuan leaned unsteadily into his arms, with an emotional charm in his eyes, but said indifferently, "Have you made enough trouble?"

"Nope." Zhou Qichuan's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he was about to continue.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyuan hurriedly turned his head away and asked, "Someone else's girlfriend is so close?" Chinese Net

Zhou Qichuan hooked his lips with interest, and there was more meaning in his dark eyes, "The kite originally likes to play this kind of excitement, well, we will all steal it in the future."

"You!" Song Zhiyuan was shocked by his cheekiness.

He agreed to such a thing?

Seeing that the words "you are sick" were clearly written in her eyes, Zhou Qichuan licked his lips unsatisfactorily, "What, you don't like it?"

"Like—" Hell!

Before Song Zhiyuan's words fell, Zhou Qichuan grabbed the back of her head, lowered his head and directly blocked the two rippling red lips.

"Hmm-" Song Zhiyuan's whole body was so soft that he didn't even have the strength to struggle, and a pair of eyes glared at him like silk.

This is undoubtedly a hint for Zhou Qichuan.

When he felt a hot palm going up along his waist, Song Zhiyuan was angry and ashamed, and opened his mouth and bit it hard.

Soon, the rusty smell of blood spread between the lips and teeth of the two.

But Zhou Qichuan only frowned slightly, not only did he not mean to stop, but his hands became more and more dishonest.

Listening to the sound of footsteps at the door, Song Zhiyuan pushed Zhou Qichuan's head away and gasped, "Do you still want to make a face?"

When the words fell, seeing that Zhou Qichuan was going to continue, she panicked and lowered her voice, "There are people outside."

"Don't be afraid, no one will come in." Zhou Qichuan's voice was low and hoarse, with a different kind of bewitchment.

Song Zhiyuan trembled with anger, reached out to his chest, and asked through gritted teeth, "Are you so?"

"Isn't it, just touch it." Zhou Qichuan chuckled, took her hand along his abdominal muscles with his big palm, and slowly went down.

glaring at him angrily, Song Zhiyuan's face was red as if he was about to drip blood.

Suddenly, Zhou Qichuan's mobile phone that he casually put in his pocket rang.

It's Song Zhiyuan's mobile phone.

was on the rise, Zhou Qichuan didn't have time to pay attention to the mobile phone, and insisted on holding her hand.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock at the door.

"Mr. Zhou, is it convenient to go in?" It's a girl with a sweet voice.

Zhou Qichuan's forehead jumped with green tendons, and he squeezed out three words from between his teeth, "It's inconvenient."

There was silence outside for a few seconds, and he said apologetically, "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, someone from the police station is looking for you."

Hearing this, Zhou Qichuan suddenly thought of something, and snorted coldly, "He is following closely."

Song Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this.

Who?

Seeing that she didn't know, Zhou Qichuan's mood was inexplicably much better, he let go of his hand and gently rubbed the top of her hair, "Go back first, I'll go to you after work at night."

Song Zhiyuan's focus was all on letting her go back, she didn't listen carefully at all, pushed Zhou Qichuan away, opened the door and ran out.

As soon as he ran two steps, he heard a helpless voice from behind him, "Iris, I forgot my phone."

Song Zhiyuan stopped and turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw that her mobile phone was held by Zhou Qichuan in her hand.

His fingers are white and slender, his bones are distinct, and he is excessively good-looking.

Thinking of the wonderful taste that these hands had taken her to experience, Song Zhiyuan's face turned even redder, and she walked a few steps quickly and grabbed her phone.

Looking at her flushed little face, Zhou Qichuan reminded, "Iris, have you forgotten something?"

"What?" Song Zhiyuan was stunned.

Suddenly, she thought of something and quickly stepped into the box.

When her breath was unsteady just now, the bag in her hand fell off, and now she was lying quietly on the floor.

Song Zhiyuan picked up the bag, checked it, and turned around to leave.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhou Qichuan leaning on the side of the door frame, smiling very attractively, "Iris, have you forgotten something?"

"Nope." Song Zhiyuan is very sure.

As the words fell, she walked out.

When she passed by Zhou Qichuan, she heard him say, "You still forgot about me."

- You've forgotten me.

The voice was low and hoarse and a little helpless, like a wounded little wolf cub, which was called a pitiful.

Song Zhiyuan's heart trembled, restrained himself from looking back, and left directly.

Looking at her back, Zhou Qichuan smiled bitterly and hooked his lips, licked the inner wall of hard Bangbang's mouth with the tip of his tongue, and muttered, "Ruthless woman."

Downstairs, Ji Yanli stood at the elevator entrance with a cold expression, next to a group of nervous hotel staff.

The elevator door opened, and the moment he saw Song Zhiyuan, Ji Yanli's eyes instantly softened.

"Brother." Song Zhiyuan hooked his lips and walked towards him quickly.

When He Xue said it just now, she guessed that Shi Yan couldn't get through to her phone and contacted Ji Yanli.

If it was someone else, I would go upstairs with him.

His eyes swept up and down to make sure that Song Zhiyuan was not abnormal, Ji Yanli breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go, Xingluo is waiting for you."

"She's here too?" Song Zhiyuan was a little surprised.

Ji Yanli nodded and said softly, "When Shi Yan called, we just finished eating and went out."

If he hadn't happened to be eating in Chunmanyuan, he wouldn't have come so quickly.

Thinking that the two of them went out to eat alone, Song Zhiyuan showed a smile from his aunt, and felt that his friend's path of learning from the scriptures had taken another step.

Catching a glimpse of her smile, Ji Yanli explained silently, "She is clamoring to come to spend the spring breeze to see the loss, and she happens to be close, so she will come over for a meal by the way."

Song Zhiyuan nodded, indicating that she understood all this.

Outside the Humvee, Xia Xingluo, who decided to go upstairs to help, was immediately relieved when he saw the two people who came out.

Looking at Song Zhiyuan's makeup, her lips were obviously plumped a lot, and her aunt smiled, "Kite, you didn't suffer, did you?"

Song Zhiyuan glared at her, and his eyes signaled her to converge.

Her brother is still there, no longer pretending to be a lady?

Knowing what she meant, Xia Xingluo didn't panic at all, and said with a gesture that you don't need to say that I understand, "Get in the car, my brother sent snacks from abroad, and there are chocolates you like."

"And this kind of good thing?" Song Zhiyuan helped her into the car, a little surprised.

Although Xia Wenyan responds to Xia Xingluo's younger sister, she is usually busy with work and does not take the initiative to care about her much.

As for the things that little girls like, it is rare for him to buy them.

Xia Xingluo muttered as he got into the car, "It may be that the thousand-year-old iron tree is finally about to bloom, and it's time to fall in love."

"yes, that's a good thing." Song Zhiyuan suddenly became a little curious, what kind of girl would be the person who could make Xia Wenyan, who had been single for ten thousand years, move.

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