In the living room, Xiao Zhou sat on the sofa, and his soul still did not return to his position.

Song Yancheng handed him a bottle of water, "Is it almost done?"

Xiao Zhou's eyes were free, "a lot worse."

Song Yancheng whispered, "I'm not worthy?"

"That's not." Xiao Zhou looked at him for a while and sighed, "I feel like a fool."

"Be confident and get rid of that image."

"I don't understand if you give me so many hints." Xiao Zhou regretted, speechless, and angry, "Brother, are you watching an idiot?"

"That won't be." Song Yancheng said: "Anyway, you will know sooner or later."

Xiao Zhou nervously grabbed the corner of his clothes and carefully glanced backwards at the bedroom, but still couldn't believe it, "It's really Li Zhi."

"Yeah, alive." Song Yancheng pressed his head and brought it to the front, "Don't look around."

Li Zhi changed his clothes in the bedroom, his hair spread over his shoulders, and a solid-color short T-T-With-leg pants, which swayed and windy when walking. Xiao Zhou stood up like a conditioned reflex and looked at Li Zhi nervously.

Li Zhi was embarrassed, "It's okay, relax." Then he glared at Song Yancheng and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

It sounded like a coquettish and soft question. Before Song Yancheng could explain, Xiao Zhou answered first: "Idol, don't be angry with your brother-in-law. My brother-in-law has already suggested it very clearly, but I have always refused to believe it. He also searched on the computer for 'What should you pay attention to in the underground love' to remind me to pay attention, it's me that I'm too stupid."

Li Zhi turned his head, "?"

"So why did you search for this?"

Song Yancheng just wanted Xiao Zhou to shut up.

After slowing down, Li Zhi said to Xiao Zhouhe: "Let's have lunch together?"

Without any strength at all, the fan club president was in vain. Xiao Zhou refused sensiblely, "I won't disturb you anymore. Idol, be careful of your health and have a good rest."

Li Zhi smiled, and didn't force him, "Okay, thank you."

Song Yancheng held back his laughter and stood up, "I'll give you it."

In the elevator, Xiao Zhou was always silent. She was cheerful than the previous sunshine, as if she had changed someone else. Song Yancheng thought he was still heartbroken by the truth, "I didn't even tell me?"

Xiao Zhou suddenly raised his head and asked seriously: "Brother, can you do me a favor?"

Song Yancheng came back five minutes later, and Li Zhi was sitting on the sofa and calling, "I understand, okay, I will be on time. You can set your dress and send me the photo in advance and I'll see it."

She seemed to be getting more and more beautiful, her eyebrows, eyes, and posture were both confident and shining.

Song Yancheng walked behind her, supported the backrest of the sofa with both hands, lowered his head and kissed her face. The temperature of the lips was cold, like a light feather, spreading its skin bit by bit. Finally, he stopped at her earlobe, deliberately leaving for two minutes, just letting his breathing be like a heat wave, silence is better than sound.

"Tell me to the company. It won't work next week. I'll go to France with the crew." Li Zhi hid little by little, and was distracted by Song Yancheng.

Finally, she finished her talk, cut off the phone and just turned her head and was kissed hard.

It was like a windless wave that encountered a reef, stirring up a lot of heights. After the separation, the body and memory were always particularly honest. Li Zhi couldn't help but wrap his love around his neck, and everything afterwards came naturally.

In summer, cicadas chirped, and the high temperature slipped into the indoors from the outdoors, wrapping a pair of carpets. The heat waves rose and fell into a undulating deep sea. The little golden retriever was used to it, lying honestly in the doghouse, resting his head on his front paws, drooping his ears, and having an unloving look.

Li Zhi turned her head in the chaos and happened to face the golden retriever's sight.

The dog's head tilted to the left and then to the right, his eyes were quite confused.

Li Zhi hooked the person on his body with his toes, "Well, get up, don't be here." He was shy after all, even if he was just stared at by a dog.

Song Yancheng said: "It doesn't matter, I'll send it to the veterinarian tomorrow to make it."

When he spoke, his breath was heavy, short and rapid, which was very consistent with his movements. He corrected Li Zhi's face and said unhappily: "You can still see a dog. I am not even as good as a dog?"

Li Zhi pinched the muscles on his arm tightly and scolded weakly: "According to it."

The soft light in the room sways, and everything becomes vivid and fragrant. From the living room to the dining table, the afterglow of the sunshine in every place is like the waves in the ocean, rising and falling, jumping and endlessly.

At the end, the remaining warmth was still there, and the sweat on the two of them were stuck together, and their heartbeat and pulse were all integrated, regardless of each other. Song Yancheng suddenly laughed, and his hard chest and abdominal muscles shook slightly.

Li Zhi asked: "Hmm? Why are you laughing at?"

Song Yancheng looked a little serious, lowered his head and kissed her hair, "Stay on you."

Li Zhi was moved and felt more guilty. He tightened his finger and whispered, "I'm sorry, I know I'm wronged, but my contract is a bit troublesome. When I signed it, I had no choice but to fall in love. I'm having a very unhappy relationship with the company now. I think it's only two or three months, and after the contract is terminated, I'll have no worries."

Li Zhi chose to tell you frankly, "I really don't want to spend more energy to tear them up, so I'm sorry, I may have to feel wronged you for a while."

Song Yancheng nodded, "Weigh the trade-offs, you are right."

Li Zhi smiled in his arms, and played mischievously like a fingertip on the man's chest, "But that little Zhou?"

"He is your loyal fan, he is even shorter than me, and he will not talk nonsense." Song Yancheng's tone was unquestionable.

The circle-drawing finger suddenly changed its strength and pulled it hard, Li Zhi supported half of his body, "You have such a good relationship with him?"

Song Yancheng hissed and said it hurt, and grabbed her finger and blew it on his lips, "You're jealous?"

"It's you who want to be jealous." Li Zhi was proud, "After all, so many people like me."

Song Yancheng reached into the blanket and pinched it hard at a certain place, and his eyebrows were romantic, "Can they do this?"

Then he moved his hand down, "Can this be like this?"

Li Zhi blushed and bit his neck, "You bastard."

Stop making trouble, Song Yancheng covered her with a quilt, "Don't catch a cold." He paused and talked about this topic, "How long will it take for this time?"

"Three days." Li Zhi said: "Then fly to Shanghai to take a group of magazine photos. This section should be better, not that busy."

Song Yancheng said: "Then go out and don't get bored at home. Just so happen, when Xiao Zhou left, I would like to ask me something to ask me to visit his house."

Li Zhixinran, "He is from Haishi?"

"Well, a...a magical person." Song Yancheng laughed.

Li Zhi slept early, and she was still hanging in the sky at dusk, so she was already asleep. The high-intensity filming made her day and night reverse, and her daily routine was chaotic. She suddenly relaxed and her body was extremely tired.

Song Yancheng did not disturb her, nor did he specifically ask her to get up for dinner. He took her to the bedroom and went to the bedroom by himself. There was a secret safe on the right side of the bookcase. Song Yancheng opened it, with two floors above and below, which were all his house books and some project investment contracts.

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The next day, the two went out in the afternoon.

Before leaving, Song Yancheng pressed Li Zhi's hat brim, "Do you want to put on your sunglasses?"

"My eyes are a little inflamed. I filmed a scene of getting wet in the rain a few days ago, and it was probably watered." Li Zhi said: "I don't wear glasses anymore, it hurts when I knock it."

The elevator of his apartment leads directly to the underground parking lot and will not be seen. Song Yancheng said: "Okay, I'll take you to see the doctor when I come back."

"It's okay, I have eye drops." Li Zhi held his hand and laughed, "Do you think we look like old husbands and wives now?"

Song Yancheng said: "I just feel like a male lover who serves in bed, waiting for the queen to summon him every day."

Li Zhi cut it, "Don't you?"

Song Yancheng patted the back of her hand, "I am willing to bow down to you."

Li Zhigao happily entered the elevator and chattered around him. Song Yancheng was still the same as before, listening more and talking less. Occasionally, he looked back at her and felt a little sad again.

This little sun is still so dazzling and bright. As long as she is by her side, life doesn't seem to be so bad.

The Cayenne opens all the way to the suburbs.

Li Zhi asked Xiao Zhou’s home casually. When she talked about the place, she was stunned. It was a famous aristocratic villa area in Hai City.

"You don't know that he first came to my house and drove a global limited edition Lamborghini." Song Yancheng controlled the steering wheel, looked at the rearview mirror and prepared to change lanes. "This kid is in the same school as me, and almost suspected that he had a fake diploma."

Li Zhi was also helpless, "Mr. Song, are you going to go bankrupt?"

Song Yancheng glanced at her, "If my girlfriend wasn't too famous, what should I do?"

"Okay, okay, my fault." Li Zhi took the opportunity to lean over, quickly kissed him, and whispered: "Complete tonight."

Only then did Mr. Song feel satisfied and drive faster.

When he arrived at the villa, Xiao Zhou was waiting at the door early. When Song Yancheng saw it, he was happy, "He changed his car again today."

Xiao Zhou waved wildly, "Brother! Here!"

There was no one around, and Song Yancheng was cautious and dared to slide the window down a small crack. Xiao Zhou bent over and leaned on the window ridge, just wanting to see the beauty of his idol. Song Yancheng was amused by him, "What's the future?"

"Prosperity is not worth it. I can live ten more years with a glance at my idol." Xiao Zhou did not forget Song Yancheng, and the rainbow fart blew, "Brother, you are so young today, every strand of hair is made of shape!"

Li Zhi laughed and said to Song Yancheng: "He is a bit like an artist friend of mine."

"Um?"

"Tao Xing is here." Li Zhi felt it was amazing, "A star of a popular star, we have taken the magazine cover together."
Chapter completed!