Leng Yichi sitting in the car remembers the original thing.
It was not until the heat came from his index finger that he got rid of the end of his cigarette.
Can can wake up from the memory, Leng Yi Chi's handsome face hovers in a cool color.
Wen Zhiyuan has a lot of tricks, and he can't see through them to this day.
Such a 24-year-old girl played with the Wen family.
Later, he was so curious that he sent someone to her high school to inquire about it.
The conclusion is that the school has never launched a charitable fund-raising, and there is no saying that the amount of donation is high enough to get the number of recommended schools.
They are serious schools and don't engage in such improper affairs.
So, how Wen Zhiyuan got into the University, and whether he got the money from the couple, he didn't know.
It's just... Sometimes men are sensitive to women's perception.
If Wen Zhiyuan can do such a thing, will she be a good student with excellent character and learning?
Why doesn't he believe it!
Leng Yi Chi's thin lips are full of sarcastic sneers. He has never mentioned these things to anyone.
Because he hasn't figured out some details. It's a long time to come!
……
That night, Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu stayed in the emperor's farewell courtyard.
The villa is very large and there are plenty of rooms.
Qin Bai warm nanny for them after finishing the room, went back to the master bedroom.
It's half past ten in the evening.
Inkstone when seven bath out, see the man is smoking in the balcony outside the landing window.
The guest room is located on the second floor. He is only wearing a grey cotton nightgown. The night in the imperial capital is as cold as water, and the night wind is blowing around the corner of his clothes.
Inkstone when seven random wipe twice hair, open the window, just want to speak, was poured a cold wind.
How cool!
"Cough!" She coughed. When she wrapped up her tight robe, she caught the man's eye. He frowned. "How did you come out?"
"I'm looking for you!" She closed the window with her hand, went to the marble railing beside him, and looked into the distance as he had just done.
Except for a dark, foggy mountain, only a few stars twinkled.
"Let's go back to the house. It's cold at night."
The man tried to put out the cigarette butts, but before his fingertips fell into the ashtray, he was pinched by the woman around him.
"Fourth brother, do you have something on your mind?" Yan Shiqi stops him from pinching the cigarette. As he talks, he twists the cigarette end from his fingertips. Then he puts it on his mouth and takes a small puff in the man's silent and dark sight.
Hot voice
Men's eyes, heavy, cool.
Inkstone when two fingers holding a cigarette holder, smack it twice under the corner of the lip, aftertaste: "every time you smoke, it seems that you are worried. What's so good about this cigarette? Can it really relieve a hundred worries? "
She doesn't know if she can solve this problem.
Because the man grabbed the cigarette end in her hand, poked it directly into the ashtray, and covered his lips the next second.
The smell of tobacco is spreading and getting thicker as it goes deeper
The man didn't let her go until she had difficulty breathing.
"Want to learn to smoke?" At this moment, the words overflowed from his mouth, mixed with displeasure and depression.
Yan Shiqi leaned in his arms, panting and shaking his head. His face was red, like slightly drunk, with a touch of unknown shyness.
She didn't want to learn to smoke. She just wanted to get close to him and feel all his feelings.
Maybe the atmosphere is just right, maybe the mood is too tight in recent days. At this moment, she tasted the smoke in her mouth and muttered softly, "fourth brother, we've been married for more than a month..."