Song Zhiyi always felt that after Tang Yuchen and Lu Xiwen went to the bathroom, there was a strong smell of gunpowder between the two people.

"By the way, Yu Chen, when will you return to Qicheng?"

Gu Liyan was paying the bill at the front desk of the hotel while asking Tang Yuchen.

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

Gu Liyan made a self-explanatory "tsk" sound and glanced at Lu Xiwen, who was standing quietly at the side with a bad expression on his face, his eyes full of pity.

This Tang Yuchen is not going to give any chance to the little brother next to him.

Song Zhiyi was also confused by Tang Yuchen's answer. She said jokingly: "Then if I stay here for two or three months, you will stay here too?"

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

Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Yuchen's answer without any hesitation and rolled his eyes: "Then you don't care about the students in your school? You don't care about their exams? You don't go to see their experiments? You don't grade the papers either.

?”

Tang Yuchen curled his lips and said, "Well, forget it. I won't approve it if I don't read it."

Song Zhiyi poked Tang Yuchen's waist and continued: "Then those female college students of yours who go to class for you will cry in despair."

"Let them be."

Good guy, can someone tell her, isn't it that Professor Tang only focuses on physics and is meticulous in class? Who is this person standing in front of her now, wearing Professor Tang's skin and doing "strike"?

Gu Liyan, who was watching the interaction between the two people, turned his head to the other side with a speechless expression as he listened to what Tang Yuchen said.

I don’t have the eyes to see it, I really don’t have the eyes to see it. Is this still the same Tang Yuchen who regarded emotions as garbage?

Gu Liyan left first because he had some entertainment in the evening.

Song Zhiyi and the other three stood in the lobby of the hotel with big eyes and small eyes. To be precise, Lu Xiwen and Tang Yuchen stared with big eyes. They didn't give way to anyone, and didn't speak to anyone. They just stood there.

Song Zhiyi really couldn't stand these two people standing here so dryly, so she cleared her throat and said, "Let's go back to the hotel."

When Song Zhiyi returned to the hotel, the first thing she did was send a message to her 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 they were having dinner. A woman's sixth sense told Song Zhiyi that the two of them must be hiding secrets from her, otherwise why would Gu Liyan suddenly ask her if Zhou Feifei had a boyfriend?

Song Song Song Song:【Do you like him?】

Princess Feifei: [Voice]

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

"Song Zhiyi! Are you crazy! Do I think I will like this pretty boy? Although he, he is rich, he, he has a good figure, uh, he is good-looking, but I, Zhou Feifei, am facing this day and facing this

I swear, I am definitely not such a superficial person!"

Song Zhiyi smiled silently, and half of the few words he said were praising others, and said that he was not such a superficial person.

Song Song Song Song: [Feifei, sooner or later you will die because of duplicity and indulgence in lust.]

Zhou Feifei, who was busy with her homework at Z, blinked when she received this message. Why did this sound so familiar?

Princess Feifei: [I’m really tied to Q]

Song Zhiyi happily browsed Weibo. In the past few days, perhaps because her book "Taking the National Idol" was going to be included in the film and television talk, her dear Fatal Li did not come to urge her to write the manuscript.

But unfortunately, Song Zhiyi was too happy.

Just as she was about to send a message to express her condolences to Mr. Li, the phone call came from Mr. Li.

Song Zhiyi was in a good mood: "Hello? Dear editor, what do you want from me at this time?"

"Song Zhiyi, why did you stop updating the book again?" Li Ming's tone was full of despair, "Didn't I tell you that you must not stop updating this book!"

Song Zhiyi held the phone and shrugged: "I'm just looking for inspiration..."

"Yes, you go to Sea-Land Fort to find inspiration and be free and happy in Sea-Land Fort. As for me, I am being trained by the editor-in-chief every day in the company."

Song Zhiyi thought about the photos she took during the trip to the Land and Sea Fort that she posted on Weibo, and said with some pity in her tone: "Tsk, then you are miserable enough."

Under the threat of Lee, Song Zhiyi vowed to start updating this week.

Of course, she only swore, not a poisonous oath, so whether she will change or not is still unknown.

Who made her famous as the "King of Pigeons"? She must be worthy of this title.

Song Zhiyi was lying on the bed happily, the dark yellow lamp on the bedside reflected her fair and tender face, and her whole body exuded an indescribable tenderness.

There was a knock on Song Zhiyi's door. She stood up, opened the door, and stuck her head out.

Tang Yuchen stood upright outside the door, looking at Song Zhiyi's door slowly opening, revealing a cute head from inside, and raised the corners of his mouth.

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

Tang Yuchen lost his usual indifference, and there was a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his tone: "Let's go shopping together?"

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

When the door was opened again, Song Zhiyi changed into a velvet sweater.

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

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

However, the various snack bars along the street were overcrowded.

The outdoor barbecue stall next to the road gave off an enticing smell, and Song Zhiyi felt a little ready to move.

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

Song Zhiyi was licking her lips because of the smell of barbecue coming from not far away, but Tang Yuchen's lukewarm "healthy food instruction" came to her ears.

Song Zhiyi rolled his eyes, this person is really the number one person who destroys the atmosphere and hits people hard.

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

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

Tang Yuchen glanced at Song Zhiyi, and saw the barbecue grill when passing by the barbecue stall, and said coldly: "Look for yourself, the shelves are full of old dirt, it's not healthy at first glance, and it might cause diarrhea if you don't eat it.

"

The boss, who was standing in front of the barbecue grill and flipping Jiaoshan's mutton skewers, glared at Tang Yuchen.

Song Zhiyi smiled awkwardly at the boss, then took Tang Yuchen's arm and walked forward quickly. It wasn't until she reached a place with fewer people that she let go of her hand holding Tang Yuchen's sleeve.

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

"It's just a fallacy and extremely absurd."

"..."

She now regrets the decision she made 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 unknowingly. This time, Song Zhiyi did not plan to walk to the beach to see the night sea. Instead, she chose to stop on the railing on the roadside, put her hands on the railing, and felt the night sea breeze.

The sea breeze blew her hair that fell around her shoulders slightly, and Song Zhiyi squinted her eyes comfortably.

"Song Zhiyi."

Hearing Tang Yuchen call her name, Song Zhiyi turned around and leaned against the railing.

The pair of peach blossom eyes stared at her without any obstruction, with the ends of the eyes slightly raised.

"I meant everything I told you yesterday."

"Hiccup," Song Zhiyi burped mercilessly, pretending to be stupid, "What are you talking about? I forgot."

Tang Yuchen leaned over slightly so that he and Song Zhiyi were eye-level. His eyes were still staring at Song Zhiyi's eyes that were glaring randomly because of a guilty conscience. He said in a low voice: "I said, I like you, and I am willing to pursue you."

Song Zhiyi's face heated up, but her tone remained nonchalant: "Oh. Then you can pursue me."

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

Tang Yuchen lowered his face, and there was an indescribable emotion in his tone: "I was very hesitant before, because I am not as good or even as clean as you think."

Song Zhiyi blinked: "What? Did you lose 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 very unruly in some aspects, so he explained, "I mean my identity and the circles I come into contact with.

.”

Song Zhiyi felt embarrassed by the thought she shouldn't have thought before: "Oh oh oh."

"In school, I was a professor at University Z, but after leaving school, I had another identity." Tang Yuchen didn't look at Song Zhiyi and just talked to himself, as if he was talking to Song Zhiyi and to himself.

"I was hesitant because sooner or later I would return home and to the company. Maybe you don't know that the business circle is really chaotic and threatening. I was afraid that it would involve you..."

"So you are so rich..."

Song Zhiyi completely stopped talking about this topic. In her ears, this sentence completely turned into the sentence "Actually, I am a domineering president."

Tang Yuchen didn't know what to say for a moment, and for the first time he encountered a topic that he couldn't answer.

After he talked so much about the co-author, she actually only cared about "it turns out he is very rich"?
To be continued...