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If I go with him, I still don't know if I'll be able to return home in one piece.

If she didn't go with him, she wouldn't be able to see anyone right now, and she really didn't want to stay at the party any longer.

Seeing Jian Yi and Qi Chengyue, she was really afraid that she would vomit.

Just as he was hesitating, Qi Chengzhi had already leapt off the balcony and stood on the grass outside.

The banquet hall was on the first floor, so it was easy to climb over the walls.

Qi Chengzhi stood outside the railings, raised his head to look at her, and extended a hand with distinct knuckles, "Are you going or not?"

Song Yu stood in place and looked at him hesitantly.

He was still wearing his glasses, but his hair was a little unkempt from having her hands in his hair when she'd been lost, making him look much younger than he was at thirty-four.

When he looked back at her provocative eyes, it made him look uninhibited and uninhibited, and he suddenly felt like he was betraying her.

Song Yu couldn't help but think, just how wild was he in the years of his rebellion when he was young?

Back then, she had heard Qi Chengji say that when Qi Chengzhi was young, when he was together with Wei Ziqi, he was famous for being unruly as well.

Looking at his calmness now, it was hard to imagine that he would have such a period of time.

However, his current appearance still vaguely showed the shadow of the past.

"If you don't leave, I'll leave." Qi Chengzhi raised his eyebrows, retracted his hand and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Song Yu blurted out before she could even think things through.

But the moment she saw him turn to leave, she knew she didn't want him to leave her alone.

The moment she saw him turn around, she felt an unprecedented feeling of panic, as if she had lost her support.

It was as if she had made a major decision, knowing that if she followed him now, her life might be turned upside down.

She walked forward with a solemn expression and stared at him.

Qi Chengzhi's mouth formed a curve, and extended his hand to her again.

She lowered her head to look at his dry palm. It was a slender finger with distinct joints, and the patterns on the palm were somewhat complicated.

She slowly placed her hand on his and was pulled to the railing.

Then, he let go and grabbed her waist with both hands, lifting her up into the air.

Song Yu's legs bent along with her, and finally passed over the railing.

She could not control her body and rushed forward. When she landed on the ground, she involuntarily fell into his embrace.

Qi Chengzhi stood steadily and did not retreat even half a step as he firmly held onto Song Yu.

Song Yu pressed both hands on his shoulders to stabilize her body.

Just now, her face had lightly knocked against his chest, causing his clear fragrance to assail her. Her burning head felt a little dizzy.

The big, hot hands that were originally on either side of her suddenly moved back to her back with a scorching heat. They reached into the shawl and stuck directly to her exposed skin.

Song Yu trembled right after, and was burned by the scorching heat from the palm of his hand.

Immediately after, without giving her a chance to react, Qi Chengzhi suddenly hugged her tightly, his arms wrapped tightly around her body. His face was plastered against her shirt that was covered in wind and frost, his ears pressed against the buttons on his shirt.

Her ears hurt from the pressure of his buttons.

He was holding her too tightly, so tightly that she was flustered.

A terrifyingly possessive feeling came over him as he held her, and she felt his lips on her hair, kissing it down.

His hot, wet lips still pressed against her hair, he kissed her ear, the lobe of her ear, the side of her neck.

The gentle kiss made her itch and she began to tremble.

He should have felt extremely cold, but now he felt extremely hot, hot to the point of being unbearable.

Hearing his intake of breath, he was sniffing the scent of her neck, breathing in and out, his breath tickling her, his skin red.

Song Yu clenched her teeth tightly, her body was trembling extremely helplessly. Her head was buried in his chest, unable to say a single word.

She tightly held onto Qi Chengzhi's black fur coat, her voice trembling uncontrollably. "Qi Chengzhi, don't be like this."

However, Qi Chengzhi pressed her waist down, making her lower abdomen stick to his, and felt his terrifying burning sensation through the chain of her pants. "You also feel it, don't you?"

Song Yu bit her lips, suppressing a groan that almost came out.

He lightly sighed, as if regretting the location, and let his breath spill onto her cheeks. His face, which was already so red that blood dripped from it, was now even more severely ironed, as if he was in a furnace and could no longer bear the heat and was about to explode.

He pressed his lips against her cheek as he spoke, rubbing them against her skin. "Get out of here."

With that, Song Yu's feet suddenly left the ground, as though she was flying.

With a soft cry of surprise, he was lifted up in his arms.

"I can walk by myself, put me down first." Song Yu was shocked, her entire body was extremely hot, and weak.

"It's so loud, do you want others to see it?" Qi Chengzhi lowered his head and slightly raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't." Song Yu immediately lowered her voice, she did not dare look at Qi Chengzhi, "Put me down first, it's not good for others to see."

Qi Chengzhi's hand suddenly loosened, and Song Yu abruptly plummeted downwards, preparing to hit her butt on the ground.

She cried out in alarm and jumped in fright. Her originally empty hands immediately wrapped around his neck, pressing her whole body into his embrace.

"Hold tight." Qi Chengzhi's steady, low voice came from above her head, as if his lips were emitting something close to her head.

The low voice turned into tiny electric currents that crawled up her scalp and across her entire body, causing her to feel numb all over.