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Song Yu jumped in shock. She was especially nervous about his proximity, and unconsciously held her breath as she leaned back, her back and the back of her head pressed tightly against the back of the chair.

His face was almost touching hers, and his breath was filled with the faint scent of tobacco and men's perfume, which was inexplicably intoxicating.

Simply by smelling this smell, Song Yu's face turned red and his heart started pounding. She could not help but be attracted to it.

Without his glasses, his long, thick eyelashes were exposed to her eyes.

His eyelids trembled slightly, and his eyelashes moved along with it. It created a faint shadow in front of her eyes that made her want to reach out and touch him.

It took a lot of effort before he managed to restrain himself. However, his gaze still couldn't help but crawl up his lips. He recalled the strong feeling when he kissed her. It was so familiar that it felt like it just happened.

Song Yu's lips began to heat up and tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing that he was about to reach out and touch her cheeks, Song Yu subconsciously closed her eyes.

Surprisingly, he didn't even feel the heat from his palms for a while, and gently lifted a slit in the air. Qi Chengzhi, with a faint smile on his lips, pulled over the safety belt by her side and fastened it on her.

Song Yu's face instantly flushed red from embarrassment. She, who thought that she was in too much love, was laughed at by him.

However, even with his seat belt tied up, Qi Chengzhi still didn't move aside. The right hand holding the seat belt buckle suddenly climbed up her slender waist, pushed away her cashmere jacket, and grabbed her slender waist through the thin woolen sweater, gently rubbing it up and down.

Song Yu immediately trembled from the heat, her eyes drooping. She did not close them, nor did she dare to raise them.

She wore a high ponytail and looked like a young and immature student. Even though she was wearing a pure white cashmere coat, her fair skin was still incomparable. Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent.

She had a pink lip under her nose, which was dyed with an alluring luster.

She was so quietly locked in his embrace, with her submissive and submissive appearance, that he felt as if time had stopped, as if it had stopped in this moment of peace and quiet.

Qi Chengzhi slowly lowered his head, and his lips gently pressed against her soft lips. He gently caressed and coaxed her to open her lips, and then curled his tongue to attack his lips and teeth.

As he attacked, the force of the kiss suddenly increased, pressing the back of her head against the back of the chair, making a crackling sound against the leather.

His kiss had become strong and domineering again. When he kissed her, it was as if he didn't know what it meant to be gentle. It was just like what his people said.

Song Yu was completely unable to control herself from being kissed by him, she was the one who was in charge of everything. Her hands involuntarily crawled onto hherchest, through her shirt, she could feel the scorching warmth of his body, and his intense heartbeat.

She was dazed. His kiss caused her brain to feel a little breathless. She felt him slowly release his grip on her, but he did not immediately leave.

Her forehead was pressed against hers, and her lips seemed to be rubbing against her lips.

The two of them breathed heavily on each other's lips. It was so warm that they couldn't feel the cold wind outside the window.

"I thought you figured it out." Qi Chengzhi said in a hoarse voice, and stuck close to her lips, as if he had sucked his coarse voice into her mouth.

Until he sat back down, Song Yu still had not recovered from her shock and did not know what was going on.

By the time she slowly refocused her mind, her brain was already working normally. She remembered what he had said just now. It was already too late.

I thought you figured it out.

Comprehension?

She finally understood what was going on, so the man casually made a decision for her.

But her face was still hot and she hadn't fully recovered from the kiss.

His lips and teeth were filled with his warmth and taste. He carefully savored the taste with the tip of his tongue, bringing with it a faint smell of tobacco.

His mind was in a mess, he could not figure out what was going on. He lowered his head, and suddenly, a big hand appeared in front of him.

He reached over and took one of her hands.

Song Yu lowered her head and looked at his exquisite hands.

White, thin, and strong.

His fingernails were cut short and clean on his long, white, bony fingers. Even this small detail gave off a strong masculine feel.

Song Yu looked at him, his eyes looking straight ahead, his profile clear and bright yet enigmatic.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it firmly, and when he felt the thought of withdrawing it, the strength in his grip increased.

"Drive well." she said helplessly.

The corner of Qi Chengzhi's mouth lifted slightly, and his thumb gently caressed her soft knuckles. Pulling her hand to his lips, he kissed on both her palm and the back of his hand.

It was a warm, moist kiss.

Song Yu could not help but bite her lips and not utter a sound.

He took her hand again and placed it on his thigh. His five slender fingers passed through her fingers and clasped with hers. The palm of his hand rested on the back of her hand, unmoving.

The position was too sensitive and dangerous. If the car jolted a bit, she would rub up against the heat under his belt.

Song Yu nervously retracted his hand into a fist, but just as he was about to do so, he pressed her hand tightly against her leg.

Through the fabric of her trousers, she felt not only the heat of the heat beneath, but also the firm, elastic muscles of his thighs.

Song Yu's hands were trembling and her face was completely red.

"Don't make a fuss, I want to focus on driving." He clung to her hand, pressed it against his thigh, and spoke as if she had disturbed his driving.

"…" Song Yu was speechless, sshe was not as shameless as, he was so dark that she turned white.

He was also afraid of disturbing Ye Zichen's driving, because if something really happened, Ye Zichen wouldn't dare to move his hand anymore. Instead, he just placed his hand obediently on Ye Zichen's burning thigh while trembling in embarrassment and annoyance.

Song Yu simply turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window to divert her attention, hoping to ease some of her discomfort.

But as she watched, she realized that the car had left the city and she had no idea where it was going.

Song Yu was inevitably nervous. With a man like Qi Chengzhi, she had no chance of winning at all. She did not know when he would bite her into pieces.

But if today... Isn't it too fast?

"Where to?" Song Yu nervously turned her head, and did not dare look down at where his thigh was, only at the side of his face that was currently focused on driving the car.

However, this didn't seem to be a good choice. She should not have seen anything.

He looked like an exquisite face that had been repeatedly sculpted. The beautiful Song Yu did not dare to look straight at him.

His gaze drifted about, occasionally landing on his long and thick eyelashes, and now and then landing on his lips out of nowhere.

His lips were still stained with the color of her lipstick, it was light, and a little bright. Thinking about how he stuck it on, and how aggressive his kiss was, Song Yu's lower abdomen was pinched, and his face was extremely hot.

"Afraid I'll sell you out?" Qi Chengzhi indifferently glanced at her, and noticed that she was blushing. A pair of innocent big eyes couldn't help but glance at his lips, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a shallow smile.

She passed through the gaps of her fingers and clasped her hands even tighter. The tip of her middle finger lightly scratched the palm of her hand, causing her to feel itchy and numb.

Song Yu trembled from the itch, but she was too embarrassed to say: "Don't tickle me."

There was no problem at all when these words were said, but for some reason, when facing Qi Chengzhi and his current situation, it sounded a little ambiguous, as if it was a little phlegmatic.

Therefore, Song Yu endured the itchiness, her face extremely red.

But unexpectedly, she heard Qi Chengzhi mumbling in a low voice: "It's itchy?"

His voice sounded serious, and adding on the fact that his tone was mellow and pleasant to the ears, he did not bring along any teasing tone, which made Song Yu look over.

Unexpectedly, Qi Chengzhi's gaze turned to look at her, with a smile and mischievous fire in his eyes.

His eyes, plus his words, didn't that mean that she … What was that … Is it itchy?

Song Yu's face almost exploded out, her palms were still itching and for some reason, she felt a hot and wet feeling.

Song Yu couldn't help but close her eyes, her face flushed red as she glared at Qi Chengzhi fiercely, "Stop looking!"

"What did I see?" Qi Chengzhi raised his eyebrows. This time, it was not only his eyes, but even his voice had a genuine tease at the corner of his mouth.