Chapter 211 I'm a little moved

Zhou Yunjie opened his eyes drowsily, feeling weak all over and everything around him seemed to be covered with a veil.

She blinked and vaguely realized that she was lying on a warm body.

The faint scent of cedar lingered at the tip of her nose. She was startled, but then she realized: Oh, I am dreaming, otherwise how could I do such an intimate act with Shen Zhiyu...

She always thought she was in a dream, so she acted recklessly and without hesitation.

With a bit of drunkenness and recklessness, her red lips kissed Shen Zhiyu's well-defined chin fiercely, and then rubbed it with satisfaction like a kitten that had stolen some fish.

The soft lips slid down from his jaw in a moment and landed on his strong shoulders.

The soft yet rough touch of linen fell on the tip of her tongue. She took a light bite and seemed to hear the man's deep groan in her ears.

After making a mess, she held Chen Zhiyu's face and murmured incoherently, "Why... did you come into my dream... You... go... find... hiccup... Chen Jing... Jing..."

The soft and tender ending tone was drawn out for a long time, making the man holding her feel soft in the chest and his body gradually tense up.

In his hazy drunken eyes, Shen Zhiyu's brows were furrowed. Zhou Yunjie raised his hand to cover them, "Don't frown... hiccups... it's scary..."

The strong smell of alcohol hit the man's face, and his brows furrowed even more tightly. All he thought in his heart was that he should not let her go out drinking in the future, as she might do something bad.

"Do you know who I am?"

"...I know." Zhou Yunjie's fingertips were still resting on his brow, but a look of loneliness suddenly appeared on his face. "You...don't come into my dreams anymore. I...hate dreaming of you..."

"Why?" Shen Zhiyu pressed his restless hand against his chest and asked in a deep voice, "If I can't come, then who can?"

"...Who?" Zhou Yunjie's eyes were hazy. He thought for a moment as if he was really thinking seriously, then shook his head, "No...anything! No...anything..."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to have suddenly lost all her strength, and she fell forward limply, landing on Shen Zhiyu's shoulder.

The warm breath sprayed on his neck, and there was a slight sob in his voice, "What should I do? ... Shen Zhiyu..."

"……Um."

Shen Zhiyu responded softly, his magnetic voice was particularly alluring in the quiet night.

Zhou Yunjie nestled against his neck and muffledly said, "You don't know..." Her nose suddenly felt a little sore. She paused for a moment before continuing, "When you came to save me... I was a little moved..."

"...Burp." She burped slightly, her voice becoming softer and softer. "But I... can only tell you... in my dreams..."

"Everyone says... I climbed up your high branch..." She stood up suddenly, tapped Chen Zhiyu's face, and stared at him with drunken eyes, "You said... hiccup... what did I climb up?"

Shen Zhiyu sighed softly, tightened his arms and pulled her closer to him, "No."

"I've also paid... hiccup... okay?" Hearing a satisfactory response, Zhou Yunjie once again leaned back into Shen Zhiyu's neck. "We are clearly a legal couple... but I can't tell them... and if I separate from you, I'll become... hiccup... a second marriage."

Shen Zhiyu's expression became more and more gloomy, and his arms around her gradually tightened, "We don't have to separate."

"But you... don't love... ugh..."

Before he could even utter the word "I", Zhou Yunjie vomited all over Shen Zhiyu.