Chapter 86: The Little Writer of the End of the World (Yuhui) 33 Promise
"You teach me."
The three words echoed clearly in Song Qingqing's ears. She froze in place. It was clearly an imperative sentence, but no matter how she listened to it, it didn't sound like the tone of an imperative sentence.
What to teach him?
In Song Qingqing's memory, Zhou Zhanyun never seemed to mention in such a doubtful tone who to teach him what. Even though she had been so close to Zhou Zhanyun during this period and was forced to go against her biological clock to communicate with him in depth every night, he had never shown such a fragile and confused look in front of her.
Geniuses are always arrogant, perhaps because with the current level of technology, there are few things in the world that they don’t understand.
For a moment, Song Qingqing didn't understand what Zhou Zhanyun wanted her to teach him. She didn't know anything about psychology. To be honest, Zhou Zhanyun, this highly intelligent freak, actually had a degree in psychology.
"Brother, what do you want me to teach you?" Song Qingqing thought for a long time and asked carefully.
Zhou Zhanyun's gaze fell quietly on the girl in front of him. When he asked this question, she tilted her head habitually, and her waist-length black hair slid down from her shoulders along with her movement, swaying gently. Just then, a ray of sunlight from the window shone into the living room. Under the light, Zhou Zhanyun could even clearly see the tiny fibers floating freely in the air.
"emotion."
Zhou Zhanyun spoke calmly, then suddenly reached out and lifted Song Qingqing onto his lap. He then slowly lowered his head, his cool lips delicately kissing her snow-white, soft earlobe. His usually cold voice softened slightly, "I've never loved anyone before, and I don't know how to love."
This was the first time that Zhou Zhanyun felt that he might have to admit that he had been jealous of Ye Si.
Ye Si is different from him. He can easily gain everyone's favor with his gentle and elegant manner. This is a fact that Zhou Zhanyun was clearly aware of when they were classmates. Even if he just wanted to find a father for Song Qingqing to rely on, he hesitated when he learned about Ye Si's character.
So when Zhou Zhanyun saw Ye Si returning to the central base, he instinctively felt rejected and disgusted.
That feeling was exactly the same as the feeling Song's father had when he wanted to take Ye Si as his disciple.
Zhou Zhanyun knew why Song's father was willing to give him all his scientific research results. He simply wanted him to be his daughter's dog. Since he had already chosen a suitable person to raise her, how could he change her at will?
What Song's father feared was nothing but backlash.
At that time, not only will no one protect Song Qingqing, but she will be hurt instead.
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhanyun's tone softened. He delicately and tenderly swept the tip of his tongue over Song Qingqing's most ticklish earlobe and whispered in her ear, "Qingqing, can you teach your brother?"
The feeling from her ear made the ticklish Song Qingqing shiver. She found that she really couldn't stand Zhou Zhanyun speaking to her so gently in such a voice. She didn't know who Zhou Zhanyun learned this trick from. Whenever he wanted something, he would put aside his usual cold and arrogant attitude and kiss her ears like a spoiled child. It worked every time and she was completely satisfied with it.
He usually likes to act serious in the lab. He often catches himself staring blankly when explaining experimental data to researchers from the central institute who are not familiar with him, and he seems very strict and fair.
That's too bad, how could anyone be like that?
Song Qingqing curled her lips in dissatisfaction, turned her head and changed her expression. She looked up at Zhou Zhanyun with her moist almond-shaped eyes, stretched out her arms and hugged his neck, looking completely innocent.
"Brother, after I taught you, can you like Qingqing a little more?"
The mission had made no progress, which really made Song Qingqing depressed. She said that she wanted to teach Zhou Zhanyun, but in fact, Song Qingqing had not figured out how to teach him. However, Song Qingqing felt that it was not a big problem. As long as Zhou Zhanyun listened to her obediently, it would be fine.
Anyway, the mission requirements say that you have to conquer them and then serve yourself, nothing else matters.
As for Zhao Zemu and Ye Si, Song Qingqing thought about it and felt that they should have completed their progress, otherwise they would not have rushed to the central base to find her. After Zhou Zhanyun was done, she could sneak out of the central base and hide in the pile of zombies.
Zhou Zhanyun lowered her head, her silver-gray eyes with a hint of metallic texture reflecting the girl's appearance. There was only her own figure in her eyes, as if... as long as she imprisoned the person by her side, she could only see herself.
"Can."
After receiving Zhou Zhanyun's promise, Song Qingqing immediately smiled with her eyes curved, raised her head and asked Zhou Zhanyun for a kiss as if it was her right, "Brother, can you kiss me?"
She really liked Zhou Zhanyun kissing her with a cold face. He was often the one who lost control during the kiss. A person who was pathologically calm and on the verge of losing control looked particularly bewildering.
Moreover, Zhou Zhanyun has a high IQ and a strong learning ability. At first, he was a little awkward when kissing her, but he had superb skills. She was not very happy to let him kiss her. But now when Zhou Zhanyun kisses her... it feels very comfortable, and she doesn't hate this feeling.
Song Qingqing blinked gently, and her long, thick eyelashes fluttered twice like a small fan. Only then did she realize what she was thinking. The heat suddenly surged to her cheeks, and her whole body turned red from her ears to her neck.
"Okay." Zhou Zhanyun looked at Song Qingqing calmly as her face turned red. He suddenly chuckled and agreed. It sounded very seductive. He stretched out his hand to protect Song Qingqing's head, and his cold thin lips covered the girl's light pink lips. The tip of his tongue slowly wrapped around her small and thin tongue. Zhou Zhanyun keenly noticed the wet heat pressing against his legs. He smiled, and his usually cold voice was wrapped with a little graininess. "Qingqing, do you like me kissing you like this? Every time I kiss you, you shrink so nervously..."
“Sometimes I can barely even get it…”
Seeing that Zhou Zhanyun's words were getting more and more outrageous, Song Qingqing was so anxious that her cheeks flushed and her eyelashes were wet. She wanted to cover Zhou Zhanyun's mouth, for fear that he would say the next few words without restraint. If he said them, her brain would really crash and she would probably jump up and run away.
Zhou Zhanyun has become more and more unscrupulous recently.
"I promised you that you won't talk anymore." Song Qingqing frowned, pretending to be angry, raised her chin and tried to look at Zhou Zhanyun with a serious expression.
It was the first time that Zhou Zhanyun saw Song Qingqing act so "dominant" in front of him. She was like a little squirrel lying in his palm and showing off its power, with its tail raised high and a delicate look. She didn't look annoying at all, but instead made people want to pamper her.
In the past, she was always too scared to do this.
Hearing this, Zhou Zhanyun squinted his eyes and looked at her for a moment, a faint smile appearing on the corners of his lips. He leaned his head back slightly on the backrest of the sofa, only holding her waist to prevent her from accidentally moving and falling. He looked like he was letting Song Qingqing deal with it, waiting with interest to see what Song Qingqing was going to do.
Song Qingqing lowered her head and observed silently. It was the first time she saw the full appearance of the experimental equipment Zhou Zhanyun mentioned. The green veins were twisted and looked quite fierce. She immediately felt a little regretful and scared, but she couldn't go back on her word, so she could only bite the bullet and wipe it slowly. But at this level, she was almost done, and crystal clear beads dripped down from time to time.
Zhou Zhanyun looked at Song Qingqing calmly as she seemed quite happy to be dawdling, but he was not feeling well. His big, bony hands silently controlled her to prevent her from escaping, and then he attacked her unexpectedly. Song Qingqing didn't even have time to make a sound. After the tight fit, Zhou Zhanyun leaned back and continued to lean on her. His Adam's apple slid up and down on her cold white neck. Zhou Zhanyun actually didn't like this feeling of being out of control in the past, as he thought it was very dangerous, but now he felt that the loss of control caused by the girl in front of him was particularly... exciting and addictive.
He thought that perhaps he actually liked the dangerous feeling of being on the verge of losing control; it had a different kind of excitement.
Zhou Zhanyun met Song Qingqing's tearful eyes as she looked at him accusingly. He remained calm and commented on her teaching without any guilt: "Teacher Song should work harder and more seriously in teaching. She shouldn't be lazy and leave half of the food..."
Song Qingqing quickly covered Zhan Yun's mouth to prevent him from saying anything shameless: "Shut up!"
Zhou Zhanyun was not annoyed. No one in the institute dared to talk to him like that. However, the way the girl in front of him ordered him with tears in her eyes had no deterrent effect. Instead, it made his palms numb and itchy. So he blinked at her even though she covered his mouth.
It was an apology message, but Song Qingqing misunderstood it and thought that Zhou Zhanyun was provoking her.
The girl, with red eyes and a snow-white face, reached out and grabbed Zhou Zhanyun's collar. She said in a vicious but harmless tone, "Look, I'm going to make you cry!"
The flag was raised very firmly, but in fact the only one crying was Song Qingqing herself.
When Zhou Zhanyun was pushed to the edge of his endurance, she was grabbed and eaten alive. Her vision turned pale and she cried and tried to tickle Zhou Zhanyun's arm. Only then did he calm down and walk slowly, lowering his eyes to look at the girl whose black hair was scattered on the sofa like a waterfall.
Song Qingqing held back her tears, and a look of deep grievance appeared on her fair and pretty face, which had been raised by Zhou Zhanyun. She said in a trembling voice, "You're not trustworthy. You clearly agreed to let me teach you."
The girl's voice was soft but a little hoarse, and sounded very pitiful.
Zhou Zhanyun's heart, which had been calm until now, seemed to be broken by the warm spring water, and even the tip of his heart trembled uncontrollably.
Zhou Zhanyun slowly leaned over and kissed away the tears from Song Qingqing's eyes. Even though the kiss didn't taste good, the usually cold and arrogant researcher patiently said to her, "Qingqing taught you well."
He thought he should have learned it long ago.
Song Qingqing turned her face away, not believing what Zhou Zhanyun said. If he had learned it, her mission would have been completed long ago.
"Then you are not allowed to go to the institute during this period."
"OK."
Zhou Zhanyun didn't care and slowly combed her black hair with his fingertips. Anyway, those useless people in the research institute stayed there every day without making any progress. Even the research conditions in the residence were enough for him to make progress.
Thinking of that guy Ye Si, Zhou Zhanyun's silver-gray eyes became more and more gloomy. He held Song Qingqing's earlobe in his mouth with a cold expression.
No matter what, she couldn't leave. She couldn't go back on her word once she had made an agreement. He could do it and fill in the experimental flaws left by Song's father.
As for others, let them die, it has nothing to do with him.
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