The group of people just now really came back and walked from one fork in the road to another.

The leading man roared, and the others dispersed obediently.

After the people left, Cen Yue was about to push Song Yiyi away when he felt a pain on his lip.

Song Yiyi's fingers, which were placed on his thin lips, rolled across his lips hard.

She glared at him angrily.

Cen Yue watched Song Yiyi quickly retreat, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and his voice becoming slightly hoarse.

"Where did you learn these tricks?"

Just now, in a hurry, in order to avoid suspicion and to stop Cen Yue from saying the next word.

Song Yiyi did that.

It looked like the two were kissing, but in fact Song Yiyi kissed her own fingers.

Her hand rested on his lips.

"Don't worry about that, Chief. Just continue with your official duties."

There was some resentment in her words.

After Song Yiyi finished speaking, she left without looking back.

After this experience, Song Yiyi lost the mood to continue strolling on the street and went straight back to the compound.

She had just sat down on the bus and looked up to find that Cen Yue had also gotten on.

He bought the ticket and sat down next to Song Yiyi with a calm expression.

Song Yiyi: “…”

The two of them didn't speak a word throughout the whole process.

One turned his head to look out the window, and the other sat upright.

From time to time, someone in the car looked over here.

When they arrived at the compound, Song Yiyi got out of the car first, bypassing Cen Yue, and walked quickly.

In addition to the sentry post at the gate of the compound, there was also a soldier with a backpack standing there.

Song Yiyi took a look as she passed by and thought to herself, it's really great that everyone is so good-looking.

When the soldier saw Song Yiyi, a warm smile appeared on his face.

Song Yiyi resisted the urge to whistle and responded with a feigned shy smile.

She passed the man.

Then I was stopped.

"Yiyi."