Not enough...

Sometimes, for men, this is the most wonderful thing.

The most complex emotions in the world, but specific people can understand them at a glance, emerged from Song Zichen's eyes.

There was a cluster of fire in his eyes, which was almost spreading out and burning on Lin Zhanyan.

But in the end, he controlled himself well and just gently held Lin Zhanyan's arm, "Do you know that if you say such words, you will definitely not be able to escape?"

“…”

Lin Zhanyan only knew that Song Zichen was not a long-winded person, he just didn't want her to regret it.

He still didn't know her enough - since she made a decision, she would never regret it.

Lin Zhanyan didn't say anything, so she closed her eyes naturally and raised her head slightly-

She wanted to tell Song Zichen this way that she was ready.

Facing such straightforward hints and being able to remain rational is not an ordinary man.

Song Zichen is a very ordinary man. He almost instantly put aside all his concerns and kissed Lin Zhanyan's lips uncontrollably again.

This time, he no longer concealed anything and his movements were no longer restrained.

He wants Lin Zhanyan to understand what will happen next...

Despite this, his movements were not rough and even extremely gentle.

At the beginning, Lin Zhanyan's brain could still rotate and think... but soon, she was lost in Song Zichen's movements.

She slowly lost her strength and could only lean on Song Zichen's arms.

At this moment, she seemed like a red rose with a thorn falling off, with only charming and enchanting style left on her body.

Song Zichen kissed her, restraining the urge to rub her into her bones and blood, and said, "Yan Yan, let's go back to the room, okay?"

"Um……"

After saying only one word, Lin Zhanyan was frightened by his own voice.

She couldn't believe it was her voice!

Too delicate, too soft...

After returning to the room, Lin Zhanyan didn't expect that not only the sound, she was almost disagreeing with herself...

What's worse is that Song Zichen has become very strange.

But, on the other hand, she knew very clearly that this was the Song Zichen she liked.

Because they like each other, at this time, they will show another side that is strange but like fire in front of each other.

When the moment that Song Zichen had been waiting for for a long time came, he was unprecedentedly patient, trying to divert Lin Zhanyan's attention and try his best to help her adapt.

He didn't expect that Lin Zhanyan's tears still slid from the corners of his eyes one after another, and his voice was like a kitten's grievance.

He hugged Lin Zhanyan, his voice as gentle as water, "It won't hurt soon. Be good, don't cry."

Lin Zhanyan opened her mouth slightly, and her voice was clearly on her lips, but she couldn't say a word.

After a long time, she spent countless efforts to finally piece together four words: "I didn't cry!"

She did not cry, nor did she know the tears at the corners of her eyes.

The reason why she emphasized so hard was that she didn't want Song Zichen to feel that she regretted it.

Since she decided to develop to this point with Song Zichen, she would not regret it no matter what she will be in the future.

Song Zichen was stunned for a moment when he looked at Lin Zhanyan's lost and stubborn expression.

From his perspective, Lin Zhanyan's eyes were really tearful, and even the twisted pillow was wet with a small piece of it...

If she didn't know anything, it would only mean... this was not a painful tears.

Song Zichen suddenly understood what was coming and kissed Lin Zhanyan with a smile.

His laughter came into Lin Zhanyan's ears, and his warm lips pressed against Lin Zhanyan's cheeks, instantly making Lin Zhanyan blush and his heart beat, even more nervous and helpless than before.

He noticed Lin Zhanyan's unnaturalness and deliberately asked in her ear: "How do you feel now?"

"..." Lin Zhanyan gritted his teeth, "Rampant!"

Song Zichen didn't mind at all, "I have a way to let you say it."

Lin Zhanyan originally made up her mind not to say it, but in this matter, she underestimated Song Zichen.

He just had a way to make her dizzy. He didn't know what he was talking about, but he was willing to do so.

She thought that although she had no practical experience in this area, she had sufficient theoretical knowledge and would not be like an ignorant girl. Song Zichen was no longer an impulsive and reckless boy.

However, this night, they were indeed like ignorant girls and the other like young boys.

...

It was already three o'clock in the morning when the clouds evaporated.

Both of them were very tired, but they were not sleepy at all.

Lin Zhanyan was trapped in Song Zichen's arms and could not move. In fact, she didn't want to move at all now.

The room was quiet, with only two people breathing softly.

Lin Zhanyan leaned against Song Zichen's chest and broke the silence, "What are you thinking?"

Song Zichen smiled, "At this time, you can't ask men such questions."

Lin Zhanyan was puzzled, "Why?"

"Because," said Song Zichen's eyes, "At this time, men are usually thinking - can they continue?"

“…”

Lin Zhanyan opened her eyes slightly and couldn't speak.

Song Zichen raised his eyebrows, "I was scared?"

"You..." Lin Zhanyan swallowed her throat. The following words seemed to be a force of evil driving her to say it, "Can you still... continue?"

Song Zichen raised his eyebrows higher, and his hands were down along Lin Zhanyan's lines, "Want to try again?"

“…”

Lin Zhanyan answered Song Zichen with her eyes.

For Song Zichen, this is simply the best requirement in the world.

Before starting, he said in Lin Zhanyan's ear: "Don't sleep safely tomorrow, I'll ask for leave from the crew."

Ask for leave?

Before Lin Zhanyan could figure out why she asked for leave, Song Zichen's kiss had already rushed over like a tide, flooding her.

This time, she was no longer nervous, and Song Zichen no longer had the previous anxiousness.

In every minute and second they experience only simple pleasure.

When Lin Zhanyan woke up the next day, she understood why Song Zichen said she needed to take leave.

She is sick.

When she woke up, she had a low fever and was accompanied by a series of cold symptoms.

This gave her a good excuse for asking for leave.

However, this also made her very depressed!

Lin Zhanyan lay on the bed, staring at Song Zichen with big eyes. The more depressed she was, the more happy she was.

Of course he was happy, he was not sick!

"Song Zichen," Lin Zhanyan said unbearably, "Don't laugh anymore!"

"..." Song Zichen curled his expression a little.

"Did you know I'm going to be sick?"

Song Zichen tucked the quilt for Lin Zhanyan, "I'm not that amazing."

Lin Zhanyan asked regardless of the matter: "Then how do you know I need to take leave today?"

Song Zichen held his chin with one hand and looked at Lin Zhanyan and said, "I guess you need a rest today. However, I swear, I never thought about making you... tired."

Lin Zhanyan thought for a while, pulled the quilt and covered her face, turned over and faced the wall.

She has been filming a few days ago and has very little rest time. In addition, she has to prepare for the show. She has been hanging with Song Zichen again these two nights... She has been overdrawing her energy and has not had a good rest for many days.

It was even more ruthless last night.

After recording the show for three hours, she almost didn't sleep all night after coming back, and in the middle of the night they... might have caught a cold.

Song Zichen was right. She was tired and sick, and he was the biggest contributor.

"Okay." Song Zichen pulled the quilt, "Get up and drink the medicine, just have a good sleep."
To be continued...