The sound of breathing gradually becomes clearer.

Braked the car before more impulses surged through his body.

His moist lips were slightly open, his eyelashes were drooping, he was staring deeply into her face, and his voice was hoarse....... What kind of perfume do you use? ”

Chapter 22

Wen Zhiyan sent Fang Ci back to the hotel.

The two of them walked to the door of the room one after the other, Fang Ci was about to close the door directly, but he raised his hand against it, "...... Don't admit it after kissing? Don't let the door in? ”

It's not that she doesn't want to spend more time with him, it's just that the atmosphere between the two is too ......

If he stays tonight, I'm afraid it won't end well.

As I was hesitating, I faintly heard laughter in the elevator room getting closer.

It's like the teammates of the race team have returned from the barbecue stand.

Before she had time to think about it more, she pulled Wen Zhiyan in and closed the door.

The sound insulation is too poor, and through the door panel, you can clearly hear the laughter outside.

Wen Zhiyan chuckled, "...... The response was pretty fast. ”

"Steal. Love steals experience, right? ”

Fang Ci glanced at him and was about to ask him to leave, when his mobile phone rang.

It's Song Yuze.

She picked it up, and Song Yuze on the other side seemed to have drunk too much, and his voice was very high and excited, "Fang Ci, come down." ”

A command that has no beginning or end.

Fang Ci was silent, and changed to a well-behaved tone, "...... Where are you? ”

"Near your hotel," Song Yuze let out a deep snort, as if trying to wake up, "I've come to see you." ”

When he came to Shanghai, he went to a bar and got bored in the middle of the night, when he remembered what he was doing and found a hotel.

Wen Zhiyan grabbed Fang Ci's waist at this time and scooped her into his arms.

She raised her eyes to look at him, pushed his chest with the palm of her hand, and said softly, "I'm sorry Song Yuze, I've already fallen asleep, and I'm going to gather early tomorrow for a training camp," after a pause, "Moreover, this hotel has a smell, you can find a five-star nearby to stay." ”

"Really?" Song Yuze probably had no intention of staying in this cramped small hotel for her," ...... Okay, I'll come back to you tomorrow. ”

Hung up the call smoothly, Fang Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Zhiyan seemed to think it was funny, "When did you learn acting class?" ”

"If I act obediently, I will be better." Fang Ci smiled slightly, "Just had a meal with Xiao Ling, my mother would even give me a good face, I am not a child anymore, of course I will weigh the pros and cons." ”

Wen Zhiyan's eyes sank a little, as if he was suppressing a lot of inexplicable emotions.

Finally, he raised his hand and stroked her hair, saying, "...... Your identity. Send me the information. ”

"Do what?"

"I'll give you a gift." The fingertips fell under the eyes and rubbed gently, "so that you don't have to act obedient anymore." ”

Fang Ci remembered what he said, "I made him afraid of you......

What gift will make Song Yuze afraid of her?

The back was once again clasped by the palm of the palm and pressed into his arms.

She heard him say above his head, "Hold me a little longer, I'll have to go." ”

That night, Wen Zhiyan did not stay in Shanghai for long, but went directly back to Beijing and went to Li Youxian's residence.

-

At the end of the training camp, Fang Ci and Song Yuze returned to Beijing together.

Although she still didn't say much, Song Yuze inexplicably felt that the relationship between the two seemed to be heating up.

She's no longer cold, she's almost responsive.

The two even made an appointment with Xiao Ling for a party.

This time I had afternoon tea at Xishan Manor.

Xiao Ling also deliberately carried the bag that Fang Ci gave her last time, and her attitude was courteous, "Ah Ci, when is your birthday?" ”

"February 14th."

"Wow, it happened to be Valentine's Day, such a significant day, Song Yuze, you have to prepare early."

Song Yuze thought for a while and snorted lazily, "Go out and have some fireworks and drone shows." ”

Fang Ci held the coffee cup in both hands, and looked into the distance without saying a word.

There are no high-rise buildings around, and the sky is clear as far as the eye can see.

Following the topic, Song Yuze and Xiao Ling chatted about the places they had been to before, such as a ski resort in Norway where you can see the aurora, and a snow-capped mountain in the north of Canada where you can soak in hot springs.

There are many beautiful scenery in the world, it is worth checking in.

Fang Ci had no waves in his heart.

She is not free, and no amount of beauty means anything to her.

The screen of the mobile phone at hand lights up at this time.

"Fang Niannian: Ah Ci, it's cold, why don't you go home? Shall I send you the scarf?"

Fang Ci reacted for a second, realizing that she was talking about the scarf she had knitted herself.

At that time, she casually threw it on the carpet.

Fang Niannian later went back to her bedroom and picked up the scarf?

The heart seemed to be filled with water, and it sank heavily.

"Fang Ci: No need, you can use it yourself."

Less than a second after the message was successfully sent, Fang Niannian's reply came:

"Fang Niannian: Ah Ci, do you have time this Saturday? Mom and Dad are going to go abroad and won't be back until next Tuesday."

"Fang Niannian: Mom and Dad will leave on Friday afternoon, can you come and pick me up on Friday night?"

It stands to reason that if Qu Yingqiu and Fang Hong go abroad for three days, there will be plenty of time for her to escape and have a good time, and there is no need to rush to ask Fang Ci to pick her up on Friday night.

Fang Ci faintly felt that something was wrong, and thought for a moment,

"Okay, I'll get Uncle Fang out of the way on Friday afternoon."

"Fang Niannian: Okay, I'll wait for you (love you.gif)"

Fang Ci looked at the "love you" emoji in a daze.

Fang Niannian doesn't have any friends without leaving home every day, and the few people who have contacts in WeChat are all netizens who met in online classes.

These popular emojis are probably sent to netizens.

When the fingertips touch the wetness, they are fine droplets of water oozing from the walls of the cup.

The wetness seemed to swim down the fingerprints, into the bloodstream, and spread to the heart.

-

The sophomore year of law was very intensive, and Fang Ci was dizzy in class every day, and after class, she had to go to the library with Yu Xiangwen.

The two of them learned the closing time every day, and then went back to the dormitory together.

In the past few days, I have not encountered any banquets at school.

He studied strategic management at the School of Management, and in his third year this year, the School of Management and the School of Law are relatively far away, so it is normal that they cannot meet.

There is not much contact on WeChat.

However, Li Youxian came a few times, gave her a few bags, and by the way, gave her some Internet celebrity dessert coffee that is extremely difficult to buy.

Naturally, food is shared by everyone in the 405 dormitory.

On this night, Li Youxian had just been here again, and when he returned to the dormitory, Fang Ci put the snacks on the long table.

Yu Xiangwen looked at it and wowed, "Your driver Li is here to deliver things again?" ”

"Would you like to eat something?"

Yu Xiangwen had already climbed down from the top bunk, "I'll go wash my hands." ”

Lu Yan had a mysterious expression, leaned into her ear and whispered, "No, Wen Shao is chasing you?" ”

Fang Ci glanced at her and said nothing.

"Don't do that, I won't say it." Lu Yan bumped her arm, "Can you take it out and borrow it for me for a while?" I want to take a picture. ”

"Do you want to borrow a bag again?"

Yu Xiangwen had just come out after washing her hands, and when she saw Lu Xiang's stunned appearance, she knew what she was thinking.

"It's your business."

Fang Ci turned his head to look.

All the bags were unopened and neatly stacked in the upper compartment of the wardrobe.

"If I don't tear it down, I'll give it back to him."

Desserts and coffee are all small money, and they are regarded as normal exchanges between friends, and she can accept them with peace of mind.

But she and Wen Zhiyan are not in a serious relationship, and the bag is a bit out of bounds.

Lu Yan was shocked, "You won't be able to, right?" ”

Fang Ci didn't speak again, took out his mobile phone and prepared to send a message to Wen Zhiyan.

When I opened the dialog box, his message popped up first: