C49

Stinking hooligan!

At this moment, Song Yu could only think of this word.

However, she did not dare to say another word. Her face was red with embarrassment and anger as she looked outside the window.

His fingertips were still lightly scratching at her palm, while Song Yu pinched his fingers tightly and tried her best to prevent him from messing around, but it wasn't effective much.

Qi Chengzhi's hoarse and tense voice came from the back of his head: "You're holding me really tightly."

Even if Song Yu had never been a man before, she could still understand the meaning behind Qi Chengzhi's words.

Blood rushed to her head. She had only used her fingers … Holding his finger, look at what he just said!

Song Yu could no longer bear it and turned around, her face was red with shame and anger, she could not bear it any longer and pulled back her hand, while saying in anger: "Qi Chengzhi, are you done yet!"

She pulled back with all her might, causing Qi Chengzhi to clench his fist tightly, and spoke with an inclusive tone. "Stop messing around, if you continue acting like this, I'm going to get into a car accident."

"You …" Song Yu was angered to death, but he couldn't say anything.

She really wasn't a match for such a shameless, evil businessman who could pretend to be serious and turn the tables on her.

She couldn't help but think of the night when he had first come to her house to talk about design. He had sat on her bed. Bed?

But now that he thought about it, he realized that Duan Ling Tian was purposely being disrespectful at the time. Hooligan, she actually didn't doubt him, she really was too naive back then!

"Alright, stop messing around. We're all here." Qi Chengzhi's voice brought Song Yu back to her senses.

Only now did Song Yu realize that they had come to the Red Peak Society.

Although Qi Chengzhi didn't say it, upon seeing the Red Peak Society, Song Yu guessed that she would inevitably have to meet the people from Yanbei City today.

"Don't worry, I'm just here for a meal." Qi Chengzhi stopped the car. Because he wanted to pull out the key, he finally let go of her hand.

How could Song Yu not be nervous? She glanced at him, the last time she saw those people with Yanbei City, was as an ordinary architect who wanted to win over an order for Qinlin, and this time, what identity did she have to see them?

Just as she was thinking, Qi Chengzhi had already put on his glasses once again and was about to get off the car when he opened the door. Song Yu immediately grabbed onto his arm, "Wait!"

Qi Chengzhi looked back at her doubtfully, and stopped his movements when he got off the carriage.

Song Yu took out a packet of tissue from her bag and started to smoke. She took out a piece of paper and handed it to him. She said uncomfortably, "Your mouth is still stained with lipstick. Let me wipe it first before you go in."

Qi Chengzhi looked down at the tissue in her hand, then looked up at her. Without reaching to grab the tissue, he suddenly grabbed her waist, then pulled her up onto his lap and tightly hugged her.

Song Yu's entire being was trapped between the protruding steering wheel and him, and her back felt a little sore, so she could only helplessly lean into his embrace.

She nudged him. At the entrance of the place, there were customers and waiters coming in and out from time to time.

Besides, the driver's door was still open!

Qi Chengzhi did not let go and hugged her even more tightly.

Her high ponytail made her feel clean and refreshing, revealing her pure white neck.

Qi Chengzhi lowered his head, and his lips touched the tender skin on the side of her neck, and wiped it off with his lips.

Song Yu shrunk his neck to the point that his neck felt numb and itchy from wiping on it.

After a day, her green beard had grown back a bit. Although it only produced a tiny bit of incalculable length, it still caused her skin to feel itchy and uncomfortable.

"Don't grind it so hard. It hurts." Song Yu protested, and hid to the side with her neck hunched.

Hearing that, Qi Chengzhi stopped moving, and raised his head, the lipstick on his lips had already reached her neck.

He lowered his head and looked at Song Yu's neck. The originally tender and fair skin had turned red from his newly born stubble.

Qi Chengzhi narrowed his eyes in displeasure. Song Yu had some doubts, did his neck get wiped red by his beard, and now he revealed an unhappy face? Was he angry because her skin was too easy to leave a mark on, or was he angry that his beard was too piercing?

When Song Yu saw his pair of thin lips that originally seemed unapproachable, she pursed her lips, looking even more stern.

Her fingertips brushed the red mark on her neck as if to rub it away.

Facing this sudden warmth, Song Yu did not know what to do and blushed.

Actually, as long as he didn't grind her with his stubble, she wouldn't hurt anymore.

Just as he was about to say this, Qi Chengzhi lowered his head.

This time, she didn't grind her neck with force. Instead, she kissed the areas where her neck had been grinded against, little by little and especially gently. Wet soft kisses fell one after another, thin and tight.

The itch made Song Yu want to laugh, but her body was so weak that she couldn't muster up any strength.

Gradually, however, the tender kiss grew in strength, from a gentle kiss to a heavy sip, and at some point his hand had reached into her sweater and climbed up to hers.

Song Yu was so shocked that she immediately regained her senses, and this time, she truly began to struggle seriously, pushing at frantically. "Qi Chengzhi, this is outside, don't!"

But Qi Chengzhi didn't let go, he grabbed onto her as if he didn't hear her.

"Are we still going in!?" Song Yu said anxiously as she leaned back with all her might.

Her back was pressed against the hard steering wheel. She pressed the steering wheel and accidentally pressed it against the horn, letting out a long, ear-piercing sound.

It was unknown if it was the sudden sound of a horn that caused Qi Chengzhi to regain his senses.

He let go of her slowly, his eyes still blazing.

Qi Chengzhi took a deep breath. His cheeks were still flushed from being moved, and watching his caused Song Yu to become flustered.

He let out a heavy breath, placed both of his hands on her waist and clenched his fists. "Sooner or later, I'll take care of you!" he said while grinding his teeth.

Song Yu was choked to the point of forgetting to pant after hearing his words, her face immediately flushed red.

Her heart palpitated with fear at the sight of his stern expression, the threats from his mouth, and the wild beast like light of aggression in his eyes.

Qi Chengzhi carried her again and put her back in the front passenger seat. Then, he got off the car himself.

Song Yu's legs felt weak, she calmed herself down for a while, before opening the door. Then, she lowered her head, not daring to look at Qi Chengzhi who looked like he was about to swallow her whole.

She didn't like to wear gloves, so she habitually put her hands in the pockets of her coat.

Qi Chengzhi locked the carriage and looked at her movements, his hand suddenly reaching into her pocket and taking her hand, he placed his soft little hand all over his firm palm.

He took her hand out and put it in his coat pocket.

He had no choice but to get closer to him. As their arms intersected, the scent of a man wafted up from his body. It was an indescribable intimacy.

His pockets were warm and his palms burned. The heat spread from her palms to every part of her body.

Song Yu could not help but raise her head and glance at him. Qi Chengzhi was still looking straight ahead, with no expression on her face. She could not guess his intentions at all, and her expressionless face also did not match his current actions.

After walking for a while, Song Yu who was gradually calming down due to the cold wind, remembered about the key to her house.

"You opened the door for me last night. Are you the one with the key to my house?" Song Yu looked up at him.

Qi Chengzhi glanced at her indifferently and did not reply.

Seeing that he did not answer, Song Yu became anxious, the hand in his coat's pocket pinched his tiger's beak, "Is it with you? If the key is taken by someone else, it will be very dangerous. I still need to change the lock! "

Qi Chengzhi glanced at her indifferently again, and finally said: "There's no need to change the lock."

This meant that he had the default key.

Song Yu immediately extended her other hand, which he did not grab hold of, and placed her palm in front of him. "Then, give me back the key."

"…" Qi Chengzhi lowered his eyes, swept his gaze across her empty palm, and then retracted his gaze, ignoring her question.

Song Yu's palm was still in front of his eyes, but it was quickly blown away by the wind and turned red.

Qi Chengzhi finally said: "Put your hands back in your pockets, it's so cold outside."

"…" Then give me back my key!

Song Yu only retracted her hand after the male waiter, who was wearing the Qing Dynasty's palace attire, welcomed him back. It was not good for him to get entangled with Song Yu in front of outsiders.