"There's a university town nearby, and there aren't any good hotels. It's not as good as the ones in the city, so we'll just have to make do with what we have." Song Yiyao said as she opened the door.
Shen Xian said: "I don't care. I'm not picky about where I live. But it's a bit condescending for you, a rich lady, to stay in a fast hotel with me."
After closing the door, Song Yiyao pressed Shen Xian against the door, her breath was as fragrant as orchid, she rubbed her forehead against his lips, sniffed the faint fragrance on his body, and said greedily: “I am indeed picky about where I live, but if I live with you, I am willing to rent a house.”
This is the most touching love words in the world.
Then, she stood on tiptoe, bit Shen Xian's mouth gently, and said vaguely: "Shen Xian, I miss you a little."
Shen Xian put his backhand around her waist.
Then, she pushed Shen Xian away.
Shen Xian looked at her suspiciously.
She smiled gently, tied her hair up, and then squatted down.
hiss……
Shen Xian felt like his mind was about to explode, and suddenly the wise words of the scholar came to his mind.
A good cook cannot cook without rice, but if I have rice, there will always be a good cook to cook for me.
This moment is concrete!
The scholar is the real god!
A few minutes later, Song Yiyao began to rinse her mouth.
"No, how come you know this too?" Shen Xian asked.
Song Yiyao looked back and looked at Chen Xian in confusion: "Also?"
"Who else?"
"Ning Cai or Zhou Wan?"
Oops, my tongue slipped.
I couldn't answer and could only smile awkwardly.
Song Yiyao did not pursue the matter: "Take a shower first and get yourself in good shape so that you can perform better tomorrow."
As soon as Shen Xian walked into the bathroom, Song Yiyao followed him and hugged Shen Xian from behind: "On Ning Cai's birthday, I called you but you didn't answer. What were you doing?"
Shen Xian said: "Oh, that day, Ning Cai's birthday."
"I know it was her birthday, so what were you doing then?"
"It's her birthday!"
Song Yiyao frowned: "I'm not asking about one thing."
Shen Xian said: "I'm not talking about one thing."
Song Yiyao didn't seem to understand, but seemed to understand, and shook her head: "When you are with me, you are not allowed to think about other women."
No one is as generous as Song Yiyao.
Lying on the bed, Song Yiyao snuggled in his arms, her hair spreading over Shen Xian's chest like a waterfall.
"Yiyao, can I ask you what you like about me?" Chen Xian suddenly asked, "You knew that I had an emotional entanglement with another woman, and you didn't even know that I was the eldest son of the Shen family at that time, so why did you like me?"
Song Yiyao raised her head and pecked Shen Xian on the lips: "The most overbearing thing in this world is feeling."
"When I first met you, I actually thought you were just average."
"But later, you became my spiritual pillar. Actually, I was in a very bad state before. I lost interest in everything. I couldn't love anything in this world. I was completely insensitive to other people's flattery, fawning, and respect."
"I can even face death very calmly. I don't have the slightest fear of death in this world, and I don't have the slightest attachment to the things in this world."
depression?
no.
It’s because Song Yiyao’s happiness threshold is too high.
"It wasn't until I met you that you made me feel that this world is still interesting and beautiful, and it is worth remembering." Song Yiyao looked at Chen Xian tenderly, stroking his chest.
Do Song Tianzong and his wife know about Song Yiyao’s mental state?
Of course I knew it, so I was worried most of the time, thinking that Song Yiyao might be unable to get over it.
So I was very happy about Chen Xian's appearance.
"They all said I was sick." Song Yiyao said with a smile, "But now, I am cured."
"Chen Xian, thank you for appearing in my life. You saved me."
Song Yiyao turned around, pressed down Shen Xian, and then sat up, her upper body naked, like a fine work of art, completely presented in front of Shen Xian.
Oops, I feel that again.
Song Yiyao seemed to have noticed something, and she lay down again, and spoke in Shen Xian’s ear: “Shen Xian, let’s have a baby after a while.”
Shen Xian: "Your father will kill me."
"No."
…
Needless to say, the absurdity inside the room was beyond description.
Park Zhengyi was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
Through the school’s official website forum, he learned about the most popular post, and the photo was of Song Yiyao.
Your own "fans"!
"That's great. She's so noble and beautiful. She's actually my female fan. I have to seize the opportunity!"
"When I become the son-in-law of the Song family, I will soar to the sky!"
The next morning, around six o'clock, Song Yiyao got up and prepared to go out for breakfast with Chen Xian.
"The commercial street near the university town has the most lively atmosphere," said Song Yiyao.
Chen Xian said: "I know there is a Huainan beef soup restaurant, the taste is very good, I will take you there to eat, I used to go there for a meal when I was paid by my part-time job."
Song Yiyao's eyes lit up: "Okay."
She likes places with traces of leisure.
Today she was still wearing plain white, exuding youthfulness, and standing next to Shen Xian.
From time to time, he looked up at Shen Xian's profile, and the smile on his face was very genuine.
A ray of morning sun shone on her face, making her look like a fairy.
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