Song Zhiyi always felt that after Tang Yuchen and Lu Xiwen went to the bathroom, the two of them were filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"By the way, Yuchen, when will you go back to Qicheng?"

Gu Liyan settled the bill at the front desk of the hotel and asked Tang Yuchen.

Tang Yuchen held a cigarette in one hand, met Song Zhiyi's equally puzzled gaze, and spoke calmly: "I will go back whenever Zhiyi goes back."

Gu Liyan said "tsk" in a boring way, and glanced at Lu Xiwen, who was standing there quietly beside him, with a bad face, with pity in his eyes.

Tang Yuchen didn't plan to give this opportunity to the little brother next to him.

Song Zhiyi was also fooled by Tang Yuchen's answer. She joked: "If I stay here for two or three months, will you stay here too?"

Tang Yuchen nodded: "Well, I will stay as long as you stay here."

Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Yuchen's answer without hesitation and rolled her eyes: "Then don't care about the students in your school? You don't care about their exams? You don't look at their experiments? You don't approve the papers?"

Tang Yuchen curled the corners of his mouth: "Well, don't care, don't even review it."

Song Zhiyi poked Tang Yuchen's waist and continued, "Then the female college students who went to class for you will be disappointed and crying."

"Follow them."

Good guy, can you tell her someone? Isn’t it that Professor Tang is dedicated to physics and is meticulous in class? Who is the person standing in front of her and doing a "strike" wearing Professor Tang's skin?

Gu Liyan, who was standing beside him, looked at the interaction between the two people, listened to what Tang Yuchen said, and turned his head to the other side with a speechless look on his face.

I don’t see it, really, is this the one Tang Yuchen who regarded emotions as dirt at the beginning?

Gu Liyan left first because there were social engagements in the evening.

Song Zhiyi and the other three stood in the lobby of the hotel with wide eyes. To be precise, Lu Xiwen and Tang Yuchen were staring at each other, and neither of them allowed anyone to speak, and they just stood there.

Song Zhiyi couldn't stand these two people standing here fuckingly, so he cleared his throat and said, "Let's go, go back to the hotel."

When Song Zhiyi returned to the hotel, he immediately sent a message to his favorite Princess Feifei.

Song Song Song Song: [Feifei~ What do you think of Gu Liyan?]

Princess Feifei:【???】

Song Zhiyi thought of the question Gu Liyan asked her when she was having dinner, and the woman's sixth sense told Song Zhiyi that the two must have had secrets from her, otherwise Gu Liyan would have suddenly asked her if Zhou Feifei had a boyfriend.

Song Song Song Song: [Do you like him?]

Princess Feifei:【Voice】

Song Zhiyi clicked on the voice sent by Zhou Feifei, and Zhou Feifei in the voice shouted hysterically:

"Song Zhiyi! Are you crazy? Do I think I will like this little face? Although he is rich, he has a good figure, uh, he looks good, but I, Zhou Feifei, swear to the sky and the earth, I, I, are definitely not such a shallow person!"

Song Zhiyi smiled silently, and half of the words praised him, and said that he was not such a superficial person.

Song Song Song Song: [Feifei, sooner or later you will die by the right and wrong words, and desire to indulge in love.]

Zhou Feifei, who was in a hurry to do her homework, blinked when she received the message. Why did this sound so familiar?

Princess Feifei: [I really tied up q]

Song Zhiyi was browsing on Weibo happily. Perhaps because the book "Catching National Idol" was about to enter the film and television conversation these days, her dear Li, the manuscript that she did not come to urge her.

But it’s a pity that Song Zhiyi was too happy.

She was about to send a message to Li Xian Li to express her condolences, but Li Xian Li called her.

Song Zhiyi was in a good mood: "Hey? Dear editor, what's the matter with me at this point in time?"

"Song Zhiyi, why are you interrupting again?" Death Li's tone was full of despair, "Didn't I tell you that you must not interrupt your updates in this book!"

Song Zhiyi held the phone and shrugged: "I'm coming out to find inspiration..."

"Yes, you go to Hailu Fort to look for inspiration, be happy and happy in Hailu Fort. I am trained by the editor in the company every day."

Song Zhiyi thought about the photos he took on the Hailu Fort on Weibo, and his tone was filled with pity: "Tsk, then you are miserable."

Under the threat of Death Li, Song Zhiyi vowed that he would start updating this week.

Of course, she just swears, and didn't swear, so she is still an unknown.

Who made her famous "Dove King"? She must be worthy of this title.

Song Zhiyi lay happily on the bed, the dark yellow light at the head of the bed shone on her white and tender face, and her whole body exuded an indescribable tenderness.

Song Zhiyi's door was knocked on, and she stood up and opened the door, poked her head out.

Tang Yuchen, outside the door, stood straight at the door, watching Song Zhiyi's door slowly open, revealing a cute head from inside, and curling the corners of his mouth.

Song Zhiyi met Tang Yuchen's eyes: "Professor Tang, are you okay?"

Tang Yuchen lost his usual indifference, and his tone had a hint of undetectable tenderness: "Go out for a walk?"

Song Zhiyi hesitated for a moment, but nodded: "Oh, then wait for me and I'll change my clothes."

When the door was opened again, Song Zhiyi changed into a more fleece sweatshirt.

Song Zhiyi glanced at Tang Yuchen: "Let's go."

Tang Yuchen and Song Zhiyi were walking aimlessly on the road, with very few vehicles passing by.

But the various snack bars next to the street are crowded.

The open-air barbecue stall next to the road exudes an attractive smell, which makes Song Zhiyi feel a little excited.

"It is better to eat less barbecue. This kind of thing will cause obesity and damage the gastrointestinal tract and digestive tract."

Song Zhiyi was licking her lips by the smell of barbecue not far away, but Tang Yuchen's lukewarm "Healthy Food Teaching" came from his ears.

Song Zhiyi rolled his eyes. This person really destroyed the atmosphere and attacked the number one.

Tang Yuchen continued: "If the food is not handled properly, it may be infected with parasites and increase the risk of cancer."

Song Zhiyi was so angry that he couldn't bear it: "Shut up."

Tang Yuchen glanced at Song Zhiyi, and when he was passing by the barbecue stall, he saw the barbecue rack and said coldly: "Look at it yourself, the racks are full of old dirt, which is unhealthy at first glance. Maybe it will have diarrhea if it tastes good."

Standing in front of the barbecue grill, the boss who was flipping the mutton skewers in Jiazishan glared at Tang Yuchen.

Song Zhiyi smiled at the boss awkwardly, then pulled Tang Yuchen's arm over and accelerated to walk forward. It was not until she reached a place where there were fewer people that she let go of the hand holding Tang Yuchen's sleeve.

Song Zhiyi complained: "Do you know what it means to eat without getting sick after eating?"

"It's just a fallacy, and it's extremely ridiculous."

“…”

She now regrets the decision she made more than ten minutes ago. If God is willing to give her a chance to do it again, she will definitely choose to sleep comfortably in the hotel instead of going out for a walk with this stinky man!

The two of them walked to the beach without realizing it. This time, Song Zhiyi did not plan to walk to the beach to see the night sea, but chose to park on the railings on the roadside, put their hands on the railings, and feel the sea breeze at night.

The sea breeze blew her hair down on her shoulders slightly, and Song Zhiyi narrowed her eyes comfortably.

"Song Zhiyi."

When Song Zhiyi heard Tang Yuchen calling his name, he turned around and leaned his back against the railing.

The pair of peach blossom eyes stared at her without any obscurity, and the ends of her eyes were slightly raised upwards.

"What I said to you yesterday was serious."

"Himmer," Song Zhiyi burped mercilessly and pretended to be stupid, "What are you saying? I forgot."

Tang Yuchen bent down slightly, letting himself look at Song Zhiyi's eyes, still staring at Song Zhiyi's eyes that were randomly glanced at because of guilt, and spoke in a low voice: "I said, I like you, and I am willing to chase you."

Song Zhiyi's face turned hot, but his tone still showed no concern: "Oh. Then you chase after him."

You chase, can you let me have a barbecue before you chase?

Tang Yuchen lowered his face and an indescribable mood in his tone: "I was very hesitant before, because I was not as good as you thought, or even so clean."

Song Zhiyi blinked: "What? Have you lost your virginity?"

"No," Tang Yuchen didn't react for a moment, and was stunned for a moment. Then he realized that what he said before was indeed unreminded of certain aspects, so he explained, "I mean my identity and the circle I came into contact with."

Song Zhiyi was embarrassed by the thoughts he shouldn't have thought of before: "Oh oh oh."

"I am a professor at Z University in school. I have another identity after leaving school." Tang Yuchen didn't see Song Zhiyi, but just said to himself, as if he was talking to Song Zhiyi and then to himself, "I hesitated at the beginning because I will return home and back to the company sooner or later. Maybe you don't know that the business circle is really messy and threatening, and I'm afraid it will involve you..."

"So you are so rich..."

Song Zhiyi finished this topic completely, and this passage turned into a sentence in her ears, "Actually I am the domineering president."

Tang Yuchen didn't know what to say for a moment, but for the first time he encountered a topic he couldn't take on.

After he talked so much, she only cared about the point of "it turns out he is very rich"?

Song Zhiyi felt that his focus seemed to be wrong and immediately spoke up for it: "I mean no wonder you are so rich as a university professor."

“…”

Well, it seems that something is wrong.

Tang Yuchen raised his eyes and looked at Song Zhiyi, and was angry and laughed: "Song Zhiyi, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?"

"I told you all this to make you really understand me," Tang Yuchen straightened up, "I have never been in love in the past 29 years, and I have never liked anyone before you, so--"

Song Zhiyi blinked at him: "So what?"

The cool sea breeze slightly blew the short hair on Tang Yuchen's forehead, and the already handsome face now had a more messy beauty.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the charming peach blossom eyes raised slightly, looking at Song Zhiyi, whose hair was blown by the sea breeze under the warm yellow street lights.

Song Zhiyi was a little uncomfortable when he was staring at him, so he turned around and faced the sea, narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the quiet sea at this moment.

After a long time, a man's sound as cold as a rock came to her ears.

"So, Song Zhiyi, can I chase you?"
Chapter completed!