Zheng Shuyi also tried to make a quibble.

But Qin Shiyue's IQ seemed to have suddenly risen at this moment. She didn't give Zheng Shuyi a chance to explain. She suddenly asked three consecutive questions: "I just said why did he like a woman at night?! He went to Qing'an during the Chinese New Year?! Oh oh! I met you near his house before, and I said, "What are you doing here in the evening!"

Zheng Shuyi: "..."

Now it was her turn to say nothing.

Shi Yan took off her coat in the living room, leaned half against the sofa, and was loose all over, without knowing what his girlfriend was going through.

"But why is it my uncle???"

Qin Shiyue held the Cherry Basket tightly, and her eyes were puzzled, "Didn't you say it's your ex-boyfriend, that mistress, or something, what, what am I talking about?"

"Okay, okay, shut up!"

Zheng Shuyi felt that her lie would probably not be able to be fulfilled, so she simply gave up and confessed to her, "I just made the mistake! I thought Shi Yan was that person's uncle."

Did you get the wrong person?!

Can this be mistaken?!

Zheng Shuyi: "Yes, yes, yes, although it's embarrassing, but that's the truth. I got the wrong person!"

Qin Shiyue opened her mouth, was stunned for a while before saying, "Then, do you know that uncle?"

Zheng Shuyi lowered her head and nodded heavily.

I don’t know what Qin Shiyue will think, nor do I know if she will be angry with her.

If she is really angry - she can't even coax a man, how can she coax a woman?

After a long silence, Qin Shiyue did not move.

Zheng Shuyi looked up and saw her staring at Shi Yan in the room in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

And she didn't know what to say, and she quietly waited for Qin Shiyue to digest the matter.

As if he felt Qin Shiyue's gaze, Shi Yan turned around and looked at them, then got up and walked towards the yard.

Qin Shiyue didn't move, like petrification, and looked at Shi Yan step by step without blinking.

He was holding Zheng Shuyi's coat in his hand.

Pushing open the door of the yard, a gust of wind blows towards you.

Shi Yan frowned, "Why don't you wear a coat?"

The question is Zheng Shuyi.

She touched the tip of her nose and said quietly: "Forgot."

Shi Yan put her coat on her, then looked down at the cherry in her hand, and said disgustedly, "So small."

Zheng Shuyi subconsciously pulled the basket up and did not forget to blame him, "It's not what I picked."

Maybe Zheng Shuyi couldn't see it, but Qin Shiyue clearly saw Shi Yan and smiled.

It is gentler than the wind on a spring night.

It was a Shiyan that she had never seen before.

"Hurry up." Shi Yan's smile flew away, and she turned around and went back, "I'm ready to go home."

Zheng Shuyi: "Oh..."

After Shi Yan's figure completely disappeared, Zheng Shuyi went to see Qin Shiyue again.

She still had the same dazed look as before, but her eyes were different.

Zheng Shuyi felt that she looked at her now and seemed to have some admiration.

"So--" Qin Shiyue murmured, "He knows everything, didn't kill you?"

Zheng Shuyi: "...In a society ruled by law, please be careful when speaking."

Qin Shiyue really found it difficult to digest this matter for a while, but she discovered a blind spot.

"So it's so useful to be so pestering?"

——

On the way back, Zheng Shuyi held a box of washed cherries and handed one to Shi Yan.

"Do you eat?"

Shi Yan glanced at the driver in front of him and said, "Don't eat."

Zheng Shuyi got used to it and silently took back his hand, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Shi Yan asked again: "What did you say to Shi Yue today?"

Zheng Shuyi: "Hmm?"

Shi Yan: "When we left, she was a little absent-minded."

"You're pretty careful."

Zheng Shuyi lowered her head and ate the cherries on her own, "Then I'm a little unhappy now. Have you noticed it?"

Shi Yan glanced at him, looked Zheng Shuyi up and down, and smiled suddenly.

Zheng Shuyi didn't bite a cherry, "Why are you laughing at?"

Shi Yan didn't say anything.

At this time, Zheng Shuyi knew that he could not ask anything.

I arrived at Bocuiyun Bay quietly. As soon as I entered the door, Zheng Shuyi began to look for plastic wrap.

She bent over in front of the locker and rummaged through, saying, "Can cherries be kept in the refrigerator? Will they break when they wake up tomorrow?"

The person behind him did not respond.

Zheng Shuyi turned around, but saw Shi Yan leaning against the table, pinched a cherry, and was sending it into his mouth.

"Just let you eat it just now, you won't."

Zheng Shuyi suddenly stepped forward and took the box, "Why are you like this?"

“Because I don’t like eating cherries.”

Shi Yan said indifferently, but took away the box from her hand.

Zheng Shuyi was a little confused, "Then what are you doing now?"

Shi Yan stretched out one leg, blocked Zheng Shuyi's way, and then pulled her in front of him.

"But I want to see you eat."

He was laughing when he said this.

It was completely different from what he smiled in front of others, and the burning light in his eyes was clearly seducing.

At this moment, Zheng Shuyi and Shi Yan seemed to be the fairy and scholar who had obtained the wrong script.

When he squeezed the cherries and fed them, Zheng Shuyi subconsciously bit them.

After eating more than a dozen pills one after another, she raised her head and looked at him with a smile.

“Because I look beautiful when I eat cherries?”

Shi Yan smiled and refused to admit it.

"no."

Zheng Shuyi:?

"Because you want to taste the cherry flavor."

The sweet cherry smell in the mouth is indeed different from every kiss in the past.

Without desire, pure kissing is like playing a game, and it is a bit childish when you come and go, but Zheng Shu can't stop.

Zheng Shuyi held his neck and smiled as he kissed it.

She felt a little itchy and couldn't help but lean back her upper body. Shi Yan hugged her waist and leaned over to chase after her movements.

Zheng Shuyi narrowed her eyes half-squinted and saw Shi Yan laughing too.

That night, they were wasting hours of playing with this small box of cherries.

The spring night is long and the moonlight leaks lightly.

The person in front of her was silently embracing her.

Without verbal promises, Zheng Shuyi felt that every minute and second of their affection tonight were a microcosm of their future.

——

At the same time, Wang Meiru, who was far away in Qing'an, was behind young people for several days, and then he noticed that many people in the circle of friends were forwarding some links about "Song Lelan".

Wang Meiru naturally knew this person, after all, there were so many CDs in his family that Zheng Shuyi collected.

I clicked in and took a few glances and it turned out to be gossip.
To be continued...