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Song Yu's gaze involuntarily landed on his sturdy and straight back, she knew how beautiful the muscles under the shirt were, and what she wanted to do the most was to go up and take his shirt off.

Song Yu shook her head, her face was extremely hot. She had really become a female rogue cultivator, it must be because she had stayed with Qi Chengzhi for a long time.

However, she still couldn't control her legs, so she came up behind him.

As Qi Chengzhi was cooking, she gently stuck to him. A pair of soft hands grinded from his waist all the way to his lower abdomen, and then came a little closer, at that sensitive spot, he neither touched nor left. When he felt that Qi Chengzhi's lower body had become noticeably tense again, she already had a bad feeling about it.

Who let him cause trouble every time?

"Isn't he too weak?" Qi Chengzhi did not turn his head, and could not even turn his head to look at her. She was much shorter than him, so his cheek was pressed against his muscular back, and he could still feel the softness under her clothes, causing his heart to race.

His voice was tight and raspy, a little hateful, and the girl was making trouble for him while he was at it.

"I want to see how you cook." Song Yu stuck close to his cheek, and very smoothly, rubbed her back a few times like a little kitten, "Moreover, you always take advantage of me cooking to stick to me from behind, I also want to try this kind of feeling."

"How do you feel?" he asked, his voice more husky, his head bowed, his eyes falling on her hand resting on his. He couldn't stand the way she was hanging, so he simply pulled her down a few inches and tucked her little hand into his belt.

Song Yu did not avoid it. She just casually placed it on top of the stone and even pinched it a little.

Qi Chengzhi suddenly took in a deep breath, a bit regretful as he pulled her hand in.

Song Yu tightened her arms around his waist, "I feel very good, I want to stick close to you like this forever."

Qi Chengzhi's body froze, he suddenly turned around. Caught off guard, Song Yu was grabbed by the waist, and then his body spun in a circle, when it stabilized, she was already seated on the table, with his waist still in his hands. He moved closer to her and squeezed into her arms, and quickly pressed her lips against hers.

"You don't know shame anymore." He pressed his hand to her lips, his hand on her wrist, still holding it in his belt.

Song Yu blushed because of what he said, but she didn't know why she was making fun of her, but she didn't retreat due to his teasing. Instead, she bravely stepped forward and took the initiative to kiss him deeply.

She always felt that there was no need for a man who was willing to roll up his sleeves and cook the broth for her in front of her.

The moment she saw him pick up the spatula for her, she especially wanted to kiss him and do whatever she could for him. Even if she couldn't do it, she would still try.

Qi Chengzhi never thought that she would take the initiative.

With a sigh, he pulled her hand away, pulled down her pants, and pushed forward against her waist, saving a little face.

Song Yu raised both of his hands and held onto her tightly, watching him continuously grind and grind within her.

Even when she was drenched in sweat, his shirt was still stuck to his skin. He simply took it off and casually threw it on the ground. Her forehead that was covered in thin sweat then stuck intimately to his sweaty chest.

Song Yu never liked the smell of men's sweat, because in this business, she would often go to the construction site to get along with the construction workers.

Winter was fine, but in summer, their bodies would emit a thick stench of sweat. The stench of smoke that seemed to have seeped into their skin and could not be washed away. It was truly unpleasant to smell the two of them together.

In addition, she would also be able to smell something similar when she was squeezing into a bus or subway. It wasn't that strong, but it would definitely make her frown and hold her breath.

But at this time, the sweat off of Qi Chengzhi's body was slightly salty, but it did not smell bad.

She pressed her lips to the sweat on his skin and pressed them together. It was salty, but it felt good.

"What smell?" Song Yu suddenly stopped and sniffed, "Why does it smell like paste?"

"I forgot, they're still cooking!" He had forgotten what he had done before after being disturbed by her. When he turned around, he found that all the chicken in the wok had been burnt and had lost all its moisture.

"I told you to cause trouble." He felt helpless, as if he was facing his mischievous daughter. He wanted to be angry but was unwilling to, so he simply pinched her.

Then he lifted her off the desk.

Song Yu was tired, but she could still walk a few steps, and now she could not even take a single step.

Qi Chengzhi then placed her on a chair in front of the counter, letting her sit down. He helped her tidy up her clothes, then took a tissue to help her clean up, before returning to look at his own food.

"So be it." Song Yu said from behind him. As she looked at Qi Chengzhi's tall figure without any clothes on, without the protection of his shirt, his pants were draped loosely across his legs. This time, not only was he unzipped, he didn't even have any buttons on, and his pants were ready to fall down from his narrow buttocks at any time.

Song Yu even swallowed her saliva, following his movements, his pants also swayed between the legs, she really wished that those pants could fall down right away.

Qi Chengzhi did not know what he was researching, but after a while, he asked: "Where's your phone?"

"In the living room." After Song Yu finished, he saw Qi Chengzhi heading to the living room, and not long later, she returned with her cell phone.

"Take a photo and send it to my Moments. Tell them that your man cooked for you." Qi Chengzhi shoved the phone into Song Yu's hands.

From Song Yu's angle, this was just his back. No one would know the truth even if they sent it out if they couldn't see the food left in the pot.

"…" Song Yu was speechless for a while, then said: "You always brag like that about my friends, it's also a kind of disease, do you know that it needs to be cured?"

"…" Qi Chengzhi squinted at her, and without saying a word, he turned around, holding a pot in his left hand and a shovel in his right hand.

"…" Song Yu could only silently pick up her phone and take a picture of him. She did not know what the problem was.

Qi Chengzhi came over and sat by her side, his arm wrapped around her shoulders. Because he wasn't wearing a shirt, his chest was bare, he had obviously been so intimate with her before, but Song Yu still felt embarrassed.

Looking at her captivating red face, Qi Chengzhi couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek a few times. He really couldn't understand why she would blush so easily.

But he was glad to be blushing at his proximity.

"Once it's done, send it out." Qi Chengzhi urged.

"No." Song Yu rejected him straightforwardly, glancing at him, not wanting him to misunderstand, she took the initiative to explain, "This picture of yours is too exposed, look at the place where your ass is about to be exposed, can you even see the ditch and send it out to make a bunch of women salivate?"

Not even a Yu Keyao had been taken care of!

Qi Chengzhi looked at her with his pair of dark eyes which were deep within his eyes.

His gaze was so beautiful that Song Yu couldn't even shift his gaze away. Surprisingly, he did not continue with it, and instead, bent down to press her lips with a "Po Er" sound, "I'll cook another dish, and promise it won't rot."

Qi Chengzhi still hadn't buttoned his belt, but he had tied up his pants and hung it on his waist. This time, only his tight and firm waist was exposed, making people want to pinch the firm muscles on his body.

The muscles in his shoulder flexed as he watched his back to her as she cooked and turned the shovel.

Song Yu quietly took out his phone and saved the image, but she did not send it to her Moments, it only stayed on his phone.

"How do you know how to cook?" Song Yu rested her cheek, she was a little curious, "Given your Qi Family, you probably won't have the chance to make a move."

"When I was in university, I was sick of the taste outside and would occasionally cook for myself." Qi Chengzhi brought out the mustard seed and placed it in front of Song Yu. Since it was just the two of them, it would be good to eat it together at the counter.

Song Yu watched his movements, her long fingers holding onto the plate. She couldn't help but think that when he was in university, had he also been as mature and steady as she was now.

Most women liked men who were mature and steady. If he was like this in university, how many girls would like him?

When they were in university, most of the boys would play games with girls. What was Qi Chengzhi doing?

It was strange and strange to think that when he went to college, she was still in elementary school.

But at that time, he should have a girlfriend right?

He had been in love when she was still ignorant, and the thought of his youthful vigor, which had a completely different attraction than it was now, being seen by other women and blossomed for them made her feel uncomfortable, and her heart clogged up.

The feeling of regret that she felt at this point in her life was almost exactly what she felt.

At the moment, she wished that she were the same age as him. His youth, his immaturity, his youth, his unruly spirit, his maturity, his charisma, she would all be by his side, living together with him.

At all stages of his life, she wanted to write.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Song Yu looking at him in a daze, Qi Chengzhi asked.

He sat beside her at the counter, and now that Song Yu had raised her head to look at her, his clear hands covered the back of her neck. Her fingertips were still warm from the plate.

Song Yu rested her chin on her hand, she was a little curious, but also regretfully asked: "How were you like in university?"

Qi Chengzhi glanced at her but did not say anything. He thought that his question was not detailed enough, and asked again: "When I was in university, all the boys were playing games and flirting with my junior sister. Where did you go?"

Qi Chengzhi looked at her deeply, and smiled strangely.

"What's wrong?" Song Yu was so uncomfortable from his smile that she subconsciously touched her face.

"You want to know how many girlfriends I have in college?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled at her.

Song Yu felt that he was too proud from his smile, her face was red and she did not say a word.

She did indeed have this thought in his heart, or perhaps he had never been in a relationship before, was inexperienced, and did not know how to make any insinuations. Or maybe Qi Chengzhi was really too shrewd, no matter how he made insinuations, it was all useless, and could be discovered by him.

Now that Qi Chengzhi had exposed it, he was truly guilty.

Seeing that she did not speak, Qi Chengzhi leaned closer to her, with a smile in her eyes, her originally deep cold black pupils, now that they were lit with a warm sun, her eyes slightly curved upwards, his thin lips moving closer to her lips, yet not touching it, "If there was, would you be angry?"