The moonlight was hazy, and passers-by on the way did not notice the slightly awkward atmosphere between the two.

Tang Yuchen reached out and grabbed Song Zhiyi's wrist: "Zhiyi, can you listen to me and say it completely?"

The only answered him was Song Zhiyi's cold voice: "I don't want to listen."

Song Zhiyi yawned and rubbed his eyes: "I'm going back to the hotel to sleep, goodbye."

Song Zhiyi stepped out and was about to leave, but he felt a strong force on his wrist pulling him back.

Song Zhiyi didn't react and almost fell down. When she came to her senses, she was already pressed on the trunk by Tang Yuchen.

Song Zhiyi looked up at Tang Yuchen in panic, his eyes full of fear and fear: "You, what are you doing?"

Song Zhiyi's hands were pressed tightly by Tang Yuchen. She wanted to break free, but the power of men and women was already very different, and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she broke free.

Song Zhiyi raised his head and stared at Tang Yuchen with his eyes: "Let go of me!"

Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Yuchen just staring at her face, but was still unmoved, frowned and cursed angrily.

"You bastard!"

"Are you sick?"

"You let go of me! Let go of me, bastard!"

"Let me go quickly!"

"you......"

Before Song Zhiyi could say anything, she was drowned between her lips and teeth.

Tang Yuchen's kiss came without any warning, his breaths intertwined, and his lips were close.

Song Zhiyi widened her eyes and couldn't believe what happened at this moment. She held her breath and had no time to react. She could clearly feel the warmth on her lips and the faint pain.

The man's kissing skills were disorganized, but he was as fierce as a beast looking for food. He bit Song Zhiyi's lips hard and did not let go.

Song Zhiyi only felt that she had difficulty breathing, but her hands were controlled by Tang Yuchen. She could only stare at her eyes tightly, trying to protest with her eyes.

The long kiss had no end like a storm.

Song Zhiyi could see the man's bottomless gaze melting in the middle of the night, as mysterious as a bottomless pit. The moment Song Zhiyi looked at him, Song Zhiyi felt his heart tremble slightly.

The man slowly became gentle from his fierce and disorganized kiss before.

After a long time, Tang Yuchen let go of Song Zhiyi's lips. His deep eyes stared at her bright red and swollen lips for a while, as if he was admiring his carefully created masterpiece.

After a long time, Tang Yuchen let go of Song Zhiyi's hands, and silently took a step back.

Only then did Song Zhiyi come to his senses from the intense kiss just now and breathe in fresh air.

She turned her wrists that were sore and painfully clamped by the bastard in front of her, opened her mouth to ask for a complaint, but felt the familiar aura approaching again.

Song Zhiyi's body stiffened slightly and subconsciously retreated.

But behind her was a tree trunk, and she had no way out.

Tang Yuchen trapped her between herself and the thick tree trunk, and reached out to gently stroke Song Zhiyi's small face.

The cold fingertips made Song Zhiyi tremble all over. The place he brought to made Song Zhiyi quickly turn red.

Tang Yuchen slowly bent down and looked at Song Zhiyi in a straight face, staring at Song Zhiyi's watery eyes.

He only heard him chuckling, took his hand away from Song Zhiyi's face, and then placed his hand on Song Zhiyi's lips and gently described: "Sorry, the bastard didn't control it just now."

Song Zhiyi's face once became popular as he spoke.

What does it mean to not control it just now? Why are you still saying it so righteously!

Are you mistaken? Is it that cold and precious Professor Tang I knew before now?

How can you be like a gangster...

"Do you want to do it once?" Tang Yuchen shamelessly leaned over to Song Zhiyi's ear and blew a light breath, his voice a little low and dumb, "I'll be gentle this time."

The man's warm breath gently stroked Song Zhiyi's ears, and soon her ears were stained with a scarlet color.

Song Zhiyi shrank his head, doubting what he had just heard.

How could he say such imaginative words!

Why is this person so shameless? Why do you think about doing it again!

dream!

Tang Yuchen looked at the girl in front of him. Her face had already turned red ass and she no longer continued to tease her.

"Zhiyi," Tang Yuchen took a deep breath, and held Song Zhiyi in his arms with both hands, "Actually... I didn't reject you that day."

Song Zhiyi was stunned and raised her head in disbelief to look at Tang Yuchen's face, but Tang Yuchen hugged her so tightly. She raised her head and accidentally brushed her lips against Tang Yuchen's Adam's knot.

.

She felt that she was holding her man and pausing, and the Adam's apple, which was so close to her, rolled up and down.

Song Zhiyi calmed down and cleared his throat to calm himself down: "But I asked you so many times and you didn't answer me positively. Isn't it a rejection?"

Tang Yuchen's low voice sounded: "My fault."

That night in Hejun, Song Zhiyi fell asleep on the table after making a fuss.

In desperation, Tang Yuchen could only carry Song Zhiyi back to the hotel.

Tang Yuchen was carrying Song Zhiyi on his back. The breath exhaled by the girl was accompanied by the fragrance of sweet peach blossom wine. Tang Yuchen inadvertently bent the corners of his lips.

The moon hangs high in the dark, and there are fewer people on the streets.

Tang Yuchen turned his head and looked at Song Zhiyi who was sleeping soundly on his shoulders, and felt soft: "I like you too."

But Song Zhiyi slept too well and didn't hear this sentence at all.

Listening to Tang Yuchen's narration, Song Zhiyi complained with some grievance: "How could I know that I was asleep at that time?"

Tang Yuchen smiled faintly, touched Song Zhiyi's hair gently, and echoed: "Well, so blame me."

Before Song Zhiyi could answer, Tang Yuchen asked: "So can you forgive me?"

In fact, Song Zhiyi had already forgiven him in his heart after hearing Tang Yuchen explain to her, but she still pretended to think for a while, so she said in a difficult tone: "Then I will not remember the villain's mistakes, so I can forgive you for your best.

.”

Tang Yuchen let go of Song Zhiyi's hand, bent down to look at Song Zhiyi, licked his lips, as if asking for her opinion: "Then should we kiss again?"

?

"What are you doing!" Song Zhiyi subconsciously covered her mouth and retreated vigilantly. Her mouth was now hurt by this guy's chewing before, "I, I tell you, I, I only forgive you, but I didn't say that the two of us were both.

Together.”

"That's it-" Tang Yuchen held his chin and thought, as if he was recalling something, "But I didn't know which drunk me asked me how much I would cost in one night."

Song Zhiyi blinked, looking righteous: "It must not be me."

How could it be her? She is the pure little flower of the motherland.

Even if she was given ten courage, she wouldn't dare say such things.

"Well, it's not you." Tang Yuchen smiled, and his peach blossom eyes smiled more fascinating than usual.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Why did she feel that the person who said this was really her own...

Tang Yuchen put away his sloppy look in front of him and asked Song Zhiyi seriously: "Then, can you tell me how to be with me?"

Song Zhiyi looked away from his eyes and refused to look at his eyes, so as not to bewitched by him without being controlled.

"You, you, you, if you want to be with me, then," Song Zhiyi pretended to be calm, "You have to chase me!"

As soon as she said that, Song Zhiyi felt a little regretful. What if Tang Yuchen disagreed with chasing her, then wouldn't she have killed this love?

But unexpectedly, Tang Yuchen directly agreed: "Okay. I'll chase you."

Song Zhiyi blinked, Ahler, how could he agree so simply?

......

After Tang Yuchen sent Song Zhiyi back to the hotel where she stayed, he also opened a room in the hotel and moved in.

He had a lot of things at school recently, so he pushed away the request of those people to invite him to visit the art exhibition in Hailu Fort. But in the afternoon he received a call from Gu Liyan saying that he had seen Song Zhiyi and Lu Xiwen at the art exhibition in Hailu Fort.

At that time, Tang Yuchen felt a panic in his heart.

He could not imagine the romantic scenes of Song Zhiyi and Lu Xiwen watching the art exhibition together. He could not imagine that his heart would thrill without warning whenever he thought about it.

Without thinking too much, he immediately put down his work, bought the nearest high-speed rail ticket to Hailu Fort.

He didn't know if he had the chance to meet Song Zhiyi, but he still thought he would take a gamble.

When Gu Liyan learned that Tang Yuchen was coming, she pulled him to the newly opened quiet bar together.

Tang Yuchen never expected to meet Song Zhiyi in the bar.

When he saw the familiar figure silently, when he saw many people around him staring at Song Zhiyi's exposed shoulders, he was always calm and could no longer control himself. He didn't have time to think about what he did

No, he hugged Song Zhiyi in panic and got drunk. Even if he was slapped with a scorching slap in her face, he was willing to do so.
To be continued...