After these three people gave such a surprised reply.

Then he started scrolling like crazy, as if he knew something terrible.

[Zhou Yunxing: I couldn’t tell whether this title was true or false. 】

[Xiao Li: You must be honest. This is the image of Mr. Song in Zhizhi’s heart.]

[Lin Yanzhi: I laughed so hard hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Zhizhi, good job!]

Qian Zhi subconsciously raised her head and glanced guiltily at Song Qishen who was still driving beside her. Then she realized what she was doing and wanted to withdraw quickly, so she quickly looked through the chat history.

Because the time gap is not long, it can still be withdrawn now.

Qian Zhi clicked the undo button, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

But Lin Yanzhi seemed to know Qian Zhi's inner thoughts, and his words that followed completely cut off any potential luck in her heart.

[Lin Yanzhi: Stop struggling Zhizhi, the Internet has memory, and retracting it is useless. Your brother Yanzhi has already taken the screenshot! 】

I have never seen him care so much about the two of them.

Qian Zhi couldn't help but feel a little depressed because she was still acting good at this moment.

Taking another secret glance at Song Qishen, Qian Zhi stopped her losses in time and quickly clarified herself, regardless of her depression -

[Qian Qian Ai Qian Qian: I made a typo just now... What I wanted to say was Brother Qi Shen! 】

Song Qishen had already sensed Qian Zhi's peeping, and seeing the way she couldn't put it down while holding her phone, he felt confused.

\"Why are you still chatting?\"

\"It's not enough to just make small talk.\"

Qian Zhi was still thinking about the screenshot. When Song Qishen asked this question, she immediately responded with a bit of anger in her tone.

In fact, his tone was quite normal, but Qianzhi was at a slight disadvantage and blurted out without thinking.

As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it.

Just as the street light ahead turned red, Song Qishen slowly stopped the car and turned to look at her.

Qian Zhi turned off her phone and held it in her hand.

Although the girl's voice was small, it seemed to be somewhat confident, "... Anyway, I'm not talking now."

Song Qishen looked at her for a while, then chuckled.

The voice was passed across the carriage so lightly, "You just listen to me like that?"

Whenever he said something or asked for something, Qian Zhi would initially protest if he encountered something unreasonable.

But after the protest, everything disappeared and he was left alone.

Good and obedient.

In other words, this girl is easy to bully.

\"Sometimes I listen to you, sometimes...you have to listen to me.\"

Qianzhi admitted it, and then started to draw circles to occupy the land in a small way to fight for her own interests.

Song Qishen stared at her, neither saying yes nor saying bad.

He just felt dumbfounded.

As expected, Qian Zhi was still stubborn and stubborn, so she accepted what he said.

Most of the time, isn't he the one who follows her?

An itch suddenly appeared on the tip of her heart. Song Qishen reached over with his long arm, picked up the soft flesh on her cheek with his fingertips, and twisted it hard.

Because she had such a trivial matter in her mind, Qianzhi covered her face all the way back to Nanyuan, to the underground garage, and then to the entrance hall of the house, looking like she was deep in thought.

The place where Song Qishen had just pinched her was feeling a faint pain, and she had no time to care about it, so she just covered it with her hands.

After all, Lin Yanzhi wouldn't do anything immoral?

Secretly sending chat screenshots to other people is not an aboveboard thing to do. He wouldn't do it, right?

After brainwashing herself and giving her a reassurance pill, Qian Zhi calmed down.

She just had a bad premonition.

Since Song Qishen just arrived home, he took off his coat and went to the cloakroom first.

Qianzhi felt that the constant-temperature Nanyuan was still a little cold in the depth of winter, so she slightly raised the temperature of the entire manor, and then she followed suit.

Song Qishen was tall and tall, his hands were resting on the tie, and he moved his fingertips slightly to gently pull the tie out.

Hearing the rustling sound, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Qian Zhi, "Come here."

When Qian Zhi approached, Song Qishen grabbed her.

\"Help me figure it out.\"

Qian Zhi stood on tiptoes slightly, then raised her eyes to carefully observe Song Qishen's face. She looked around and found nothing wrong.

When he just got out of the car, he looked at his phone and his reaction was very dull. He probably didn't see anything.

The last big stone in his heart fell to the ground. After Qian Zhi helped him untie his tie, Song Qishen's expression started to look a little strange.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were stained with the wet light of obsidian, as deep as a cold pool. He just stared at her with his eyes narrowed, and the hand that tightened her slender waist became harder and harder.

Qian Zhi can still tell clearly what kind of something is wrong.

She didn't let him take advantage of her, and after being caught and kissed for a long time, she broke away twice to show that she was done, and then slipped directly into the bathroom.

Now that there is nothing to worry about, the first priority now becomes other things.

She wanted to wash up first and then go pamper the Peppa Pig in the room.

When Qianzhi just entered the master bedroom, she saw a room full of pink and tender piglets with raised pig tails. Not to mention how shocking it was.

At that time, she almost buried her head in it.

When Qian Zhi finished washing up, Song Qishen was probably still in the other bathroom.

She took off her slippers and rushed to the center of the bed. She first picked up the dehydrated pig, then went to the soft couch at the end of the bed and picked them up hard, holding several in her arms.

Qian Zhi was lying half-ly among the pigs, her posture was leisurely and comfortable.

Now even her throat and eyes were overflowing with extremely pleasant breath.

How can you be so happy?

This superimposed pleasure was so overwhelming that it shattered Qian Zhi's thoughts inch by inch, and then re-glued them together again and again.

Fragmented scenes appeared in my mind.

As soon as she thought of Song Qishen buying these piglets for her, the excitement washed over her heart as if it would never dissipate.

Qianzhi was having a great time here, when suddenly, a shadow with moisture came over her back.

The girl noticed it, turned her head and paused for a moment. Her dark eyelashes were half-covered, casting tiny shadows, and the side of her neck drew a graceful arc.

This way of posing with long waist and long legs shows off all the curves.

\"Are you so happy?\"

\"Yes.\"

\"Do you want to be happier?\"

Without a moment's delay, her pajamas were immediately lifted up.

Song Qishen leaned over directly.

\"No...how did you...how did you, eh——\"

Qianzhi couldn't say anything else.

The girl was still in a daze, feeling his dangerous tone, even smiling.

\"How can I be worthy of the title you gave me if I'm not so beastly?\"

Qianzhi's brain crashed and stopped functioning.

Qian Zhi didn't go to Lin's School the next day. She had classes to attend, so she went back to Beijing University.

It was just that he had two obvious dark circles under his eyes. When several roommates saw it, they all expressed shock.

Qianzhi's skin is white, which makes her light blue color even more obvious.

But still shocked.

They just sighed and felt that internships were indeed as difficult to do as rumored. Once you get there, you will have to work hard and never stop. The warnings of the seniors and sisters are indeed correct.

Isn't it?

Last night she was doing things like cows and horses, and Song Qishen would never stop.

Qian Zhi hates her quick hands, but more importantly, she is attacking someone in her heart.

Lin Yanzhi! Disgusting! Man!!
To be continued...