If I want it now, will you give birth to me?

  It's all over, facing such a man, she is no match for him, sooner or later she will surrender.

  Such a man actively pursued her, tempting her, she couldn't escape anywhere, so she tried to be bold once and follow her heart.

  His broad chest was so belonging, solid and safe.

  "Please... don't hurt me, don't make me regret today's decision."

  Chi Cheng still held her tightly, slightly lowering his head, gazing directly into her eyes.

  His eyes were filled with intense passion, yet when looking at her, he felt so pure and clean, without a hint of evasion, his eyes full of sincerity.

  "I'm not just any woman." She also looked back at him seriously.

  Zi Cheng's heart skipped a beat as he understood her meaning.

  She is not a casual woman, and because of this, it's also not a decision she made casually.

  He knew she didn't make such a decision lightly, and now that she was in his arms, physically wrapped around him, it wasn't something she did casually.

  She can do so, also represents her determination and trust in him, and shows that she is serious about this feeling, no longer guarding against him.

  He looked at her seriously, his eyes clear and solemn, his gaze piercing.

  He didn't say anything, but Song Yu knew he understood her meaning.

  Chi's arms tightened, his lips pressed firmly against hers, his tongue probed insistently to part her teeth, savoring the softness of her lips and the sweetness within her mouth.

  A firm and powerful kiss left her breathless, involuntarily clinging to his neck like a vine entwining a sturdy tree trunk.

  "Wait..." She pushed him away with a disordered breath.

  Zi Cheng was somewhat dissatisfied with being stopped by her at this time, his thick black eyebrows gathering towards the center.

  "Precautions..." Song Yu's face turned red as she muttered softly.

  Qī Chéng's soft hum brushed against her ear, his lips grazing the base of her ear as he spoke, his warm breath spilling into her ear along with his words, "Having a child is just right, what if I don't want one?"

  "I'm serious." Song Yu didn't let him move, insisting, "If it really comes to that, if you want me to, I'll naturally have a child for you. But I don't want you to feel tied down because of an unplanned pregnancy."

  After all, they haven't been together for long, and now discussing this issue seems a bit shameless, making her seem impatient.

  So when she spoke, she felt her two ears burning.

  Despite this, she still lifted her head and gazed at him seriously.

  Zi Cheng's mind now only has Song Yu's sentence "You want it, I'll naturally give birth to it."

  Because of this sentence, he almost surrendered, fortunately, he endured it and maintained his male self-esteem.

  "Do you want me to give it to you?" His low, husky voice was hoarse, his eyes gleaming brightly, scorching Song Yu's face until it almost hurt.

  Her face turned red, and she didn't know how she had said that sentence either. Perhaps it was this unintentional outburst that came from the heart.

  She likes him more than she thinks, and cares about him more than herself.

  A low, husky laugh escaped his throat, and she wondered if he wasn't laughing at her thick skin.

  "Will you give it to me if I want it now?" He asked again, his hoarse voice filled with joyful laughter, his lips brushing against her eyelids and temples.

  Song Yu didn't say a word and simply buried his face into his collar.

  Zi Cheng didn't pressure her again, and today's harvest was even greater than he had imagined.

  However, he is indeed in no hurry to have children, not that he doesn't want to have them with her, but rather he doesn't want the child to be born so early and occupy the time of both of them.

  He kissed her mouth corner, he somewhat reluctantly withdrew, stretched out his long arm to the bedside, opened the drawer of the bedside cabinet, and found a box of condoms prepared by the hotel.

  Song Yu looked at his movements, although he had helped him with his hands before, but had never really looked at it. Now looking at it, it was a bit scary, a bit ugly, yet unforgettable the feeling of being filled by it.

  My body feels empty and cold now, I miss that full feeling from earlier.

  Until he returned, Song Yu obediently threw herself back into his arms.

  ……

  ……

  He lay beside her, holding her tightly and refusing to let go, although it was already over, he couldn't bear to leave, still lingering inside her, his palm freely sliding on her smooth back, still with an unfinished expression.

  Song Yu had no strength left, his body was soft and weak, his face was rosy, his eyebrows and eyes were full of spring, the charm that came from within made him unable to look away.

  Zi Chengzhi feared that he would tire her, but still felt unsatisfied, and kissed her forehead, the corners of her eyes, and the corners of her lips, his actions unknowingly filled with tenderness and treasured affection.

  Song Yu didn't dare look at him, thinking about the intimacy between them just now and their closeness at this moment, she felt it was all unbelievable, such a bold thing, how did she manage to do it.

  It wasn't until now that she felt it was unbelievable and somewhat unreal.

  Back then when she was still a student at Jirixia Academy, he was already the principal of Jirixia Academy.

  But they now...

  Song Yu thought about it and his face turned red, feeling a bit absurd, he buried his face in his chest.

  "Are you hungry?" Zi Cheng's voice was still hoarse, but this time it was due to being full.

  Now that he mentioned it, she was a little hungry after all. She looked out of the window and didn't know when the sky had darkened.

  Thinking of this in Hong Kong, those tempting street snacks that often appear in Hong Kong dramas are a must-try.

  "I want to eat curry fish balls, beef offal, wonton noodles, rice noodle rolls, and egg waffles." Song Yu ordered a few dishes that often appear in Hong Kong dramas.

  Qī Chéngzhī raised an eyebrow, seemingly smiling yet not quite, somewhat like he was teasing her for being childish.

  He silently slipped out of her body, Song Yu felt a slight itch and emptiness, slightly furrowed his brow, suppressing the discontented hum that was about to escape, watching him get up to make a phone call.

  Without him holding her, Song Yu felt cold and uncomfortable all over, even wrapping herself tightly in the quilt didn't make her feel any better.

  Chi Cheng didn't wear clothes either, and his tight and good-looking back was exposed to her just like that.

  He is tall, with a height of 188cm, her height of 165cm only reaches his chest.

  Taking advantage of his back being turned and unable to see her, she also gathered courage to size up his back.

  Standard inverted triangle figure, the shoulder blades on the back also exercised a small wing-like muscle, narrow waist, firm and plump buttocks, a pair of long legs that are rare in men.

  She couldn't help but think of the muscles on his lower abdomen that she saw outside the restaurant room, which were firm and beautiful in shape, typical of being fat when undressed and thin when dressed.

  When he's dressed up, his figure is tall and lean, like a model. Probably nobody knows what he looks like under those clothes, this drunk good-looking guy.

  She looked at him like this, and unknowingly smiled with satisfaction, carrying a possessive desire that even she herself was unaware of.

  This figure that tempted men into crime is now hers.

  When Song Yu was a little dazed, Qi Cheng had already finished calling room service and turned around to walk back, suddenly exposing his front.

  Her gaze inadvertently collided with his solid lower abdomen, Song Yu's face turned red, and she hastily buried her face into the pillow.

  Qī Chéng's deep and mysterious black eyes flashed with a playful smile, as he lay back down beside her, only this time she had her back to him.

  He brushed her long hair away from the back of her neck towards the pillow, and his slightly rough fingertips inadvertently touched the delicate skin behind her ear and neck, causing Song Yu to tremble lightly.

  One hand brushed her hair, the other slipped under the quilt, fingertips lightly sliding on her delicate back, obviously trembling badly, but she just wouldn't lift her head.

  His scorching hot hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her into his arms, tightening his hold. His warm, dry lips looked firm but felt soft as a feather on her skin, gently nibbling at the nape of her neck.

  "Want to try again?" His already low and husky voice was even more deliberately seductive this time.

  A kiss, inch by inch, from the nape of the neck to the shoulder.

  Song Yu was taken aback, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, from the crown of his head to his toes, feeling the terrifying vitality of his rebirth and his own dampness.

  She didn't know that for a man who hadn't had sex in thirty-four years, suddenly having it was really uncontrollable.

  His hands were also restless, slowly moving downwards. She didn't turn around, so he simply leaned in close to her, at this moment he was like a piece of sticky caramel, stuck together inseparably.

  Song Yu couldn't help but hum a sound, and was filled again by him.

  ……

  ……

  Finally, Song Yu was carried into the bathtub by Qi Chengzhi. As soon as she sat down, Qi Chengzhi also stepped in with one long leg, and the water in the bathtub overflowed due to his entry.

  The sweat on her body was easy to deal with, but the stickiness between her legs and the bloodstains were something she couldn't clean in front of him. Not just that private place, even washing her body made her feel uneasy when he was around.

  Chi Cheng didn't put any bath gel in the water, so everything was visible underwater. Song Yu dared not look around randomly and curled up her legs, staring only at her own knees.

  Although they had been so intimate before, now that they were mutually naked like this, she still felt uneasy and needed time to get used to it.

  She poked at Qi Cheng's calf with her toes, her ears burning as she lowered her head, not daring to look at him. "Can you go out first? I'll be done washing up soon."

  She moved, and the water surface rippled with a faint wave, through the ripples of the water pattern, looking at her shiny toes placed on the bottom of the water, as if they were about to melt in the rippling water.

  He never understood why ancient novels like "Water Margin" would describe women's feet as beautiful, but now he finds Song Yu's feet attractive.

  Qī Chéngzhī suddenly grabbed her foot that had just poked his calf and pulled her into his arms.

  Song Yu was startled and slid past the bottom of the bathtub with his buttocks stuck to it, his feet still being held in his palm.

  "Are you trying to drive me away or seduce me?" He slightly tilted his head, his lips brushing against her earlobe, his voice low and husky as he whispered, his fingers pinched the arch of her foot, then pulled her arms around his waist.

  Song Yu's face was burning, and she felt him pressing against her slightly, her mind numb and unsure of how to respond. The doorbell rang like a lifesaver, and the intercom in the bathroom crackled with the voice of the room service staff outside, "Room service."

  Zi Cheng lowered his head to look at her silly and cute appearance, and then he kissed her lips forcefully before standing up with a splash of water from the bathtub. He took a towel from the rack and wrapped it around his waist, then walked out and opened the door.

  Taking advantage of this time, Song Yu quickly cleaned himself up, put on his bathrobe, and tightened the collar of the bathrobe a bit too tightly, also tying the waistband very tightly.

  The bathrobe was a uniform size, just right for Qi Cheng to wear, but on her it was too big and long, almost dragging on the ground. The sleeves also covered her hands, and the waist tie made her already slender waist look even smaller, like a child wearing an adult's clothes.

  When she went out, the waiter had already left, and the table was filled with street food, including some that she hadn't ordered, such as skewers and a braised meat platter.

  Yun Tun Mian is a well-known old restaurant in Central, using the rare bamboo noodles. The hotel is located in Causeway Bay, it seems that the hotel also went to great lengths to satisfy Qi Chengzhi's requirements.

  Although it was a street snack, Qi Chengzhi sat across from her and still managed to eat with elegance.

  When he had eaten halfway through, Song Yu received a call from home.

  As soon as I picked up, I heard Yu Qianying's voice: "Where are you? Why didn't you come back after going out this afternoon? When will you be back?"

  Song Yu glanced at the time, it was already 9 o'clock. She looked up to see the man opposite her, who had just raised his head and was watching her make a phone call. It was clear that she wouldn't be going back tonight.

  Under Ziqi's gaze, she blushed slightly and forced herself to lie to Yu Qianying: "Today after visiting relatives for the New Year, Zhao and his wife invited us to dinner and karaoke, it wouldn't be good to refuse. It hasn't ended yet and might go on till very late, you and dad can sleep first, no need to wait for me. I'm afraid of disturbing you if I return too late, so I'll head back to my rental place to stay the night and return home tomorrow."

  Song Yu's face suddenly turned bright red, and she stared at Qi Cheng for a moment before saying something to Yu Qianying on the other side, but didn't seem too focused.

  Chi Cheng's hand was on the opposite side of the table, his toes pushed open her bathrobe and slid up along her legs, finally stopping between her thighs.

  Because she didn't bring any spare clothes with her, she had just washed the ones in the closet and was hanging them up to dry in the bathroom. At this moment, she wasn't wearing anything inside.

  His feet were restless, constantly stirring under the table, teasing her and making her legs weak.

  "Well, then don't drink, a young girl like you, it's easy to get taken advantage of if you drink too much." Hearing that the boss and his wife were inviting her, Yu Qianying knew she couldn't refuse them, so she just gave some instructions.

  "Hmm." Song Yu's mind was unable to focus, and he responded vaguely. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, pushed his chair back, stood up, and almost fell over due to weak legs. He steadied himself by holding onto the chair, then slowly walked to the window and looked out at the prosperous yet somewhat oppressive night scene. He felt that although Hong Kong was prosperous, it was still too noisy, and the densely packed buildings left people with little space to breathe.

  Yu Qianying again instructed two sentences over the phone, only to hear Song Yu constantly saying "uh-huh", and when she finally hung up the phone, Song Yu found that her bowl of wonton noodles was gone, with two empty bowls in front of Qi Chengzhi.

  She hadn't even asked him how he ate her noodles, when Qi Chengzhi threw down his chopsticks and tossed over in a cool tone, "I'm your boss and the madam, huh?"

  "...just because of this, he ate her face?"

  Never seen such a petty man, Song Yu silently took that bowl of curry fish balls to eat.

  "Let's go back a bit earlier tomorrow." Song Yu held the bamboo skewer with a yellowish-orange fish ball on it, and seeing Qi Cheng looking at her without saying a word, she explained, "I'm afraid my mom will come to our place to look for me, but find that I'm not home, and worry again."

  "After going back, come live with me." Qi Chengzhi subconsciously reached for a cigarette, his fingertips had already touched the cigarette case, paused for a moment, and then withdrew his hand, resisting the urge to smoke.

  I didn't eat meat before, so I just endured it.

  Now he savors every bite and if he were to go back to his old monastic life, he wouldn't be able to bear it, not even for one night.

  Song Yu stopped in her tracks, all along, she had been passive, unknowingly being led by the nose, he hadn't even given her a chance to stop and think carefully.

  Song Yu felt that moving in with him so quickly was a bit too fast.

  She didn't want it to seem like there was no turning back so soon.

  "My lease hasn't expired yet, it's a waste if I don't live here." Song Yu lowered his head and bit into the fish roe, focusing on eating, not daring to look into his eyes, this man's gaze was too sharp, as if he could see through people with just one glance.

  Although she didn't lie, it was just an excuse after all.

  For a moment, Song Yu didn't hear Qi Chengzhi's response and her heart skipped a beat.

  Being with a man who is vastly different from oneself in terms of age and experience is the only drawback, as one is always at a disadvantage and not on equal footing.

  After a while, he finally heard Qi Chengzhi's low voice: "How much longer until the deadline?"

  "It's been three months." Song Yu raised his head, carefully observing his reaction.

  He just nodded slightly and didn't say anything else.

  After a while, Qi Chengzhi's mobile phone rang, and he went to the balcony to answer the phone and lit a cigarette.

  Song Yu also finished eating and went to the bathroom to wash up.

  Deng Qi Cheng had finished his phone call and returned, but Song Yu still hadn't come out, and he didn't know what she was busy doing inside for so long.

  He had a cigarette in his mouth and didn't hurry to extinguish it. When he passed through the living room, he caught a glimpse of Song Yu's phone flashing on the coffee table.

  He picked it up and took a look, it was a WeChat message, Qi Chengzhi narrowed his eyes because the sender was Jian Yi.

  He walked towards the bedroom with a cigarette in his mouth and phone in hand, checked the blacklist, and Jian Yi's number was still quietly lying inside.

  Actually, the blacklist of the address book and WeChat friends will not affect each other. Jian Yi has rarely been on WeChat all along, so Song Yu forgot about WeChat and only blacklisted Jian Yi's phone number, but Jian Yi is still a friend on WeChat.

  It was because Jian Yi's number was blocked that he couldn't get a new card every time, and today he suddenly thought of WeChat, so he logged in to try it out, and unexpectedly found that he was still friends with Song Yu.

  Zi Cheng saw Jian Yi's message: "Happy Spring Festival."

  Zi Chengzi let out a "tsk" and took Song Yu's phone from under the bed, walked to the window, opened the camera on the phone, aimed at the floor-to-ceiling window, and found that his reflection was also captured in the glass.

  He furrowed his brow, puffed on his cigarette and adjusted the angle slightly, then pulled the curtains halfway across. He hid behind them, stretching out his arm holding the phone outside the curtain. Just at that moment, the sky burst into a kaleidoscope of fireworks. He immediately took a shot of the fireworks along with the distant night view through the floor-to-ceiling window.

  After opening the photo to take a look, I was very satisfied to see that the reflection through the floor-to-ceiling window also captured the messy big bed behind me, as well as the scattered clothes of men and women faintly visible on the ground.

  A scene that sparks imagination at first glance, making Qi Chengzhi involuntarily praise his own photography skills in his heart.

  Then, she posted this photo on her WeChat Moments with a caption: "As long as there's the right time and the right person, my mood can be as vibrant as fireworks."

  At the bottom of the photo, it is specifically attached with a geographical location: Hong Kong.

  This photo had just been sent out for a short while when an unfamiliar number called in.

  Qī Chéngzhī coldly smiled and decisively rejected the call, skillfully adding the number to his blacklist.

  Because of this phone call, Qi Chengzhi also confirmed that Jian Yi had seen the message he sent earlier, and went back to WeChat to block Jian Yi's account as well.

  Put the phone back on the bedside table and extinguished the cigarette.

  When Song Yu came back, he saw Qi Chengzhi sitting on the bed, looking particularly good.

  It's strange, and I just found out that her phone, which was originally supposed to be on the tea table outside, is now quietly lying on the bedside table. No wonder she couldn't find it when she came out earlier, but she clearly remembered putting it on the tea table outside.

  Walking to the bedside, Song Yu's heart skipped a few beats.

  During the day, she was dazed and taken to bed by him, but now she's wide awake, with Qi Chengzhi right beside her, sleeping intimately together, her heart beats faster.

  However, she didn't pretend to be calm, but just tensed up for a moment, then also slipped under the quilt, sat on the bed, and sat side by side with him. Her movements were light and careful, and she couldn't help but feel tense, her heart beating faster and faster.

  Both hands grasped the quilt draped over the railing, and a faint scent of tobacco wafted from both the quilt and Qi Zheng's body.

  Chi Cheng didn't turn his head to look at her, but quietly grasped her hand under the quilt.

  Slightly rough and dry palms warm and firm, covering her hands steadily.

  Song Yu also gently grasped his hand, her heart racing as she moved closer to him, the other hand encircling his arm, and lightly rested her head on his shoulder.

  Qī Chéng's lips slightly tilted, and a warm kiss landed on her eye corner.

  Song Yu grasped her arm and hand, his breathing quickening, Qi Chengzhi's deep black eyes suddenly deepened, and with a sudden flip, he pressed her into his arms, his hands directly opening her bathrobe and probing inside, his lips forcefully pressing against hers.

  His lips and tongue teased her lips and teeth, then stuck to her tongue, entwining and sucking her sweetness.

  As her lips parted slightly, her cheeks were already flushed with emotion, and the full lips that had been kissed by him also parted slightly.

  Qī Chéngzhī looked at her like that, his heart delighted, and affectionately kissed the corner of her lips, his voice husky as he teased: "Addicted?"

  Song Yu wrapped his arms around his elbows, grabbed the solid muscles on his shoulders from behind, and buried his face, which had been teased to a deep red, into his shoulder, biting hard.

  What she said was addicted, she just didn't pretend to be with him at this time, even if it was half pushed and half just, it would eventually satisfy his will.

  Doesn't she even care whose thing is pressing against her now, burning and hurting?!

  "Hey, are you going to bite me to death? Wait a bit and I'll let you have a good bite, don't rush!" Hearing Qi Chengzhi's so uncharacteristic laughter, it was hard to associate him with the serious and introverted man he normally was in front of outsiders.

  At this time, Song Yu was no longer inexperienced, and after experiencing it, he immediately understood the connotation of his words.

  Her scalp was numb and exploding, feeling like her whole body was on fire.

  Ironically, his words moved her deeply, and she suddenly became sensitive, not needing any further help to accept him immediately.

  Zi Chengzhi also felt it, and the originally still playful eyes suddenly turned dark, with emotions pouring out so intensely.

  Song Yu suddenly lost his voice, unknowingly holding his breath, and tensely staring at his handsome face.

  At this moment, he was like a terrifying beast staring at its prey, ready to pounce. Song Yu felt that his entire being was about to be sucked in by his gaze.

  Her lips trembled involuntarily, the sturdy long arm wrapped around her waist suddenly tightened, almost pulling her entire body off the bed and pressing her tightly against his chest.

  His kiss was followed by a fierce descent, as if he didn't know how to satiate himself, using force to twist her lips and tongue. He didn't even have the patience to undress her bathrobe, his other hand simply pulling the collar of the robe apart, then violently forcing himself inside.

  Song Yu's fingernails involuntarily dug into his shoulder, holding him tightly, his sudden and violent movements rendering her completely helpless.

  The open bathrobe slipped down from her shoulders, his rough palms, still rising in temperature, rubbed against her smooth back. Looking at her charming appearance, he was so moved that he couldn't help but kiss her lips, the corners of her eyes, eyelids, cheeks, and mouth corners, inch by inch, from her neck to her shoulders.

  Song Yu's hands trembled slightly as he held his face, and for the third time, she couldn't bear to look him straight in the eye.

  At this moment, looking at his emotional face so close, his originally handsome face was covered with a layer of wildness due to the bath, and his scorching breath spilled all over her face.

  She gently pressed her lips against his long and thick eyelashes, looking into his deep eyes, which were usually calm and cold, but now contained such intense emotions that she couldn't help herself and went ahead to kiss his eyes.

  When her face fell back, her cheeks flew up like rosiness.

  His arms suddenly tightened around her, a low hum of tender laughter overflowed from the nape of her neck, accompanied by a fierce scolding, and seven words were also thrown out forcefully, "A woman with a deceitful heart!"

  Song Yu lightly swallowed and curled up her toes as well.

  ……

  ……

  The next day, they took the earliest flight back to B City. Originally, Qi Chengzhi had planned to play in Hong Kong for a day and return at night, but Song Yu's request last night disrupted his plan, so the man's face was not very good.

  Song Yu was quite happy, last night he didn't answer her, she thought he would ignore her from then on, but as a result, early this morning he woke her up and said: "Aren't you going back early?" Then he went into the bathroom.

  As soon as they sat down on the plane, Qi Chengzhi asked a flight attendant for a blanket to put over Song Yu.

  "I don't want to sleep yet," said Song Yu, trying to put away the quilt, but it was firmly fixed on his shoulders by his hands. "Just wear it, get up early in the morning and save some trouble when you're sleepy again."

  Song Yu no longer refused and thought that since he had already put on his quilt, he might as well brew some sleepiness.

  As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt something was off. There were faint rustling sounds from below, and it seemed like a hand had reached out. At first, the movement wasn't big, and it wasn't very obvious. But when the zipper on her skirt started to slowly open, Song Yu suddenly opened her eyes and turned her head to look over.

  This is first class, and there are only two seats in this row, so it's impossible for anyone else to be sitting next to her except Qi Chengzhi.

  The man then put his hand into the quilt, but on the surface he was still sitting upright, with an unchanged expression, a dignified and composed appearance.

  As if unaware of her astonished stare, his large hand brushed aside the zipper and black tights, and then reached in.

  Song Yu Meng took a deep breath, no wonder he insisted on her covering herself with the quilt, it wasn't to let her sleep at all, but rather he had this thought in mind.

  "Be careful!" Song Yu warned in a low voice, but the next second, this warning turned into a gentle swallow.

  Qī Chéng's face didn't change color, and he simply pulled the quilt over him as well. The two of them shared a blanket, and then Qī Chéng reached for Sōng Yǔ's hand and stretched it towards his own pants zipper.

  "Sir, would you like another blanket?" The flight attendant walked over, perhaps seeing the two of them sharing one blanket was a bit pitiful, and asked.

  Song Yu's face was flushed with embarrassment, although the flight attendant seemed not to notice anything, but she felt guilty.

  Qī Chéng's eyes were calm, but no one could have guessed that under the blanket, he had already pulled Song Yu's hand into his pants, still pretending to be proper on the surface. "No need."

  ……

  ……

  He often stood in front of the victory, saw Qi Chengzhi pulling Song Yu's hand out, Qi Chengzhi looked refreshed and energetic, Song Yu was blushing with a red face, from time to time secretly glancing at Qi Chengzhi.

  Qi Chengzhi's car has been repaired. It wasn't seriously damaged in the first place, and since it was Qi Chengzhi's car, the 4S shop would definitely give priority to fixing it.

  In the car, Song Yu received a call from Ruan Dan Chen.

  Song Yu hadn't spoken yet, when Ruan Dan Chen excitedly asked: "You and Qi Chengzhi went to Hong Kong? You two are really fast! Those clothes all over the floor, you're really too extravagant!"

  Song Yu blinked, Ruan Dan Chen was clever, but it wasn't to the point where she knew even when she went to Hong Kong, being said by Ruan Dan Chen in a daze, blinking, asked unclearly: "What are you saying?"

  "Still, still!" Ruan Dan Chen's voice rose a bit, "You yourself took the photos, but when you posted them, why didn't you check? The floor-to-ceiling window behind you clearly shows your bed and clothes, what kind of good deed is that?! It's obvious at a glance!"

  "What photo, where?" Song Yu's suspicious gaze had already turned to Qi Chengzhi beside him.

  Her phone had a loud leak, and Qi Chengzhi could hear Ruan Dan's words clearly. He glanced at Song Yu sideways and looked out the window.

  "WeChat, did you get drunk and post that last night?" Song Yu seemed to be genuinely unaware, so Ruan Dan Chen said.

  "Never mind, I'll go take a look first." Song Yu said, hanging up the phone and logging onto WeChat, where she saw the photo she had posted last night, along with the sour words she had written to accompany it.

  Just in time, she was washing up in the bathroom.

  She opened the photo, and after Ruan Dan Chen said it, she saw at a glance the image of the messy big bed reflected on the floor-to-ceiling window, as well as the clothes that Qi Chengzhi had casually thrown on the ground.

  The thick winter clothes were discarded on the ground and formed a heap, which was particularly eye-catching.

  Looking at the scene, you naturally understand the connotation, two grown men and women, it's impossible to take off their clothes on a bed without doing anything.

  At that time, it was obvious who posted this photo.

  Song Yu looked at Qi Chengzhi, and couldn't believe that such a sour word came from this deep man.

  "... Qi Cheng still gazed out of the window, silent and deep in thought."

  Song Yu didn't ask what was going on in the end, her thoughts, although she couldn't guess them all, but somehow she could guess a little, so she didn't go to clarify and ruin the atmosphere, silently putting away her phone.

  Then her gaze fell on the tall man beside her, from his neatly cut short hair at the back of his neck to his white and delicate big hands above his knees.

  Thinking of the silly things he did, she couldn't help but smile, and slowly moved closer to him. Her pale, soft hands were trembling with nervousness, like a thief, quietly and slowly passing through his arm, her soft hand squeezed into the palm of his hand and the gap between his knees, her fingertips secretly touching through his fingers, intertwining their ten fingers together.

  His large hands made hers look especially small, and the five fingers that poked out from between his were only exposed at the fingertips, like five immature little friends.

  Chi Cheng didn't withdraw his gaze from outside the window, but he also tightened his grip on her hand without saying a word.

  Song Yu smiled and leaned on his shoulder.

  Maybe it's because you two have a substantial intimate relationship, and the distance between each other has disappeared, as if from body to soul, everything has merged together.

  Maybe it's also because he was her first man, women are always particular about such things.

  So now she has a strange sense of dependence and intimacy with him.

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  Today's 10,000-word update was rejected yesterday, I refreshed the background nervously all day, originally thinking that what I wrote was subtle enough not to be returned. As a result, it was rejected in the middle of the night, yesterday's revised manuscript had a hint in the title, don't resubscribe if you've already subscribed~~ If there are repeated subscriptions, you can try to find customer service and see if you can get your money back, sorry for the inconvenience caused to everyone~~

  Finally, vote for the dark-bellied Cheng Shao Yue's monthly ticket~~