Wen Zhiyan walked in and raised the mobile phone and charger in his palm.

With such a simple action, he also has a lazy charm when he does it.

Oh yes, she forgot her phone in the bathroom.

Wen Zhiyan bent over and plugged the charger into the bedside socket to charge her phone.

The mobile phone screen lit up for a few seconds, and there were a lot of new messages on it, most of which were sent by people who remarked "Fang Niannian".

The last one is:

[Please, is it okay to reply to my message, I just want to make sure that you are safe? 】

Both of them saw it, Wen Zhiyan looked at Ci's face below, and turned the phone upside down, "Don't worry about it, go to sleep." ”

Fang Ci was silent and lowered his eyelashes.

But Fang Niannian's face involuntarily appeared in his mind.

With a gentle smile, expectation, anxious to communicate with her but unable to make a sound, tears streaming down their faces.

Fang Ci closed his eyes, took the phone, unlocked it, and replied:

[Fang Ci: I'm fine]

Then quickly turn on Do Not Disturb status and lock the screen.

As soon as I put my phone back on the bedside table, I heard another vibration.

Coming from the trouser pocket of the Smell Feast.

took it out and saw that it was a phone call, and the remark was: [Song Yuze].

Wen Zhiyan refused to answer and turned off the phone.

In the past few days, Song Yuze has sent him many WeChat messages asking him to go out to play, but he has not replied.

I don't know if it was something outside the "Cloud Light" store that day, that kid seemed to really think he had a good relationship with him.

Fang Ci looked at him silently, "...... Why did Song Yuze call you? Aren't you unfamiliar? ”

Wen Zhiyan was careless, "I don't know." ”

The dim nightlight reflected his sharp-contoured and good-looking face.

There was a bit of a blank look on his face.

Fang Ci suddenly remembered that when they first met, on the side of the road, Song Yuze almost flattered him to talk, but he never answered, only said what he wanted to say.

As she wandered, Wen Zhiyan's gaze fell on the quilt, and he immediately turned away unnaturally, and at the same time bent over slightly, reached out and pulled her quilt up, all the way to her neck, covering the large white skin and looming outline under her collarbone, "...... Are you a little wary of me? Do you really think I'm a good person? ”

Fang Ci retracted his thoughts, stared at him for a few seconds, and then knelt up from the bed.

The thin quilt slipped off, and she stretched out her arms around his neck.

As she moved, her thick and smooth hair swayed slightly, all falling behind her thin shoulders.

Because of the height difference, Wen Zhiyan was pulled by her downward force and knelt on one knee on the bed.

Silk nightdresses are soft and warm.

He was silent for a few seconds, and his voice became dangerous, "...... Fang, Ci. ”

Fang Ci whispered very calmly, "What game did you mention earlier?" I want to play. ”

Chapter 8

Cross-necked swan.

Because of the height difference, Wen Zhiyan bowed slightly, and his hands had nowhere to put them.

Her warm breath was behind her ear, making his blood rush and his throat tight.

"What about your answer?" Fang Ci folded his arms and leaned closer to him, "What game?" How to play? ”

That being said, she could vaguely guess that-

The preface and afterwords when Wenzhiyan mentioned these words on the night of the rainstorm, the atmosphere at that time, and the meeting of the eyes of the two people......

That's only one meaning, it's adult play.

Completely unfamiliar with the softness, the nasal cavity was also filled with her light body fragrance, Wen Zhiyan finally couldn't bear it anymore, held her waist with one palm, and pressed it on the sheets.

However, Fang Ci is a hard stubble, and even so, his arm was not returned.

So the two of them fell to the bed together.

Wen Zhiyan propped his hands on her sides, condescending, staring at her with extremely deep eyes.

The nightlight is obviously dim, but it makes everything hidden.

The faint light reflected on her porcelain white face, clear eyes, long hair spread on the pillow, and the scattered hair twisted Wen Zhiyan's heart little by little.

His gaze was scorching, his chest was heaving, and he was still looking at him so straight that he didn't feel the danger at all.

Wen Zhiyan pressed down slowly, and when the tip of her nose was about to rub against her cheek, she finally withdrew her arm and protected it against her chest.

He chuckled, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

Fang Ci held his breath and listened to him say slowly, "When death comes, I'm starting to be afraid, it's too late." ”

A puff of hot air kept rushing back and forth in the space, as if even the air was hot.

Fang Ci couldn't help but pull the quilt over himself, trying his best to maintain the composure of his voice, "...... Is this the game you're going to play? ”

"Humiliate Song Yuze?" She continued, "Liberate myself? ”

Wen Zhiyan didn't answer, he stepped back a little, his gaze still resting on her face.

Her thin moist lips opened and closed, and she whispered, "I do." ”

He seemed to smile and asked knowingly, "What would you like?" ”

"I'd like to play with you."

"One game isn't enough."

His forehead pressed against the pillow on the side of her head, causing a slight depression.

"Did you say yes?" Fang Ci reached out and pushed his shoulder, wanting to see his expression to confirm his attitude.

"Don't move," Wen Zhiyan squeezed her hand, "let me slow down for a moment." ”

A thin layer of muscle on her broad shoulders exuded heat, and her hand was pressed against his back, palms against each other.

Fang Ci couldn't breathe well, and the feeling of being completely covered under him made her almost tremble.

As if sensing her subtle trembling, a vague dumb laugh shook out in his throat when he heard it, and he grinded in a low voice, "...... I just said that I would like to play with me, what are you shaking? ”

The mouth is bad, but he rubs it with his thumb and fingertips. Holding the back of her hand, a sense of appeasement.

It's just that this action can't comfort Fang Ci at all.

Skin Mo. The touch of rubbing only made her feel more strange.

The atmosphere was too abrasive, Fang Ci closed his eyes, and his heart was horizontal, "It's better to just tonight." ”

Wen Zhiyan froze for a few seconds, and then his voice became meaningful, "...... Fang Ci, what are you thinking? ”

This time it was Fang Ci's turn to be stunned.

She whispered uncertainly, "...... It's not about ...... That's what. ”

"What?"

Fang Ci noticed that his eyes seemed to be a little clearer, and he was a little annoyed in his heart, and pushed him away, "You! ”

Wen Zhiyan fell to the side and lay at the end of the bed in a large shape.

He seemed to be still laughing, and a slight laugh escaped from his nose.

Fang Ci crawled over to cover his mouth, but Wen Zhiyan grabbed her back and pressed it to herself.

She almost fell to his chest, her face pressed against his neck.

They were both silent for a moment, and then she heard him whisper, "...... Fang Ci, I thought you weren't a good girl," paused, his voice dyed with a smile, "...... I didn't know that you would be so ...... Impulse. ”

Fang Ci was silent.

Not only tonight, it seems that since she met him, her every choice she made seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, like a moth to a fire.

It was an impulse towards destruction.

-

At eight o'clock the next morning, the shadow of the Wenzhiyan was no longer visible in the large flat.

He sent her two WeChat messages:

"Have some breakfast, Lee You-hyun will send you"

"What time does class end in the evening?"

He is a junior this year, one year higher than her, and it stands to reason that the junior year course should not be so full, so he won't go to eight early.

Fang Cimo thought vaguely, Wen Zhiyan's daily life was like an iceberg hidden under the sea, and she didn't understand it at all.

Li Youxian came on time, appeared at the door politely, and said, "Wen Shao asked me to bring you breakfast, and I will send you to school after eating." ”

"Thank you."

Fang Ci took it and went to the open kitchen.

Breakfast was bagel and coffee bought from a nearby western breakfast shop.

Maybe I didn't know her taste preferences, so I bought several kinds of salty and sweet ones.

She carefully looked at the ticket and chose the rosemary rock salt flavor.

Fang Ci stood on the edge of the island, holding the edge with one hand, chewing slowly.

Raising her eyes and seeing Li Youxian standing not far away, clasping her hands in front of her, the appearance of the housekeeper, she said, "Do you want to eat some together?" ”