Lin Zhanyan was like a small animal in the forest who realized danger, retreating step by step.

However, compared with the forest, the hotel room is much smaller. As long as Song Zichen wants to carry out a "hunting" activity, she has nowhere to escape.

Song Zichen regarded Lin Zhanyan's escape as an "appetizer" before the meal. He saw it almost as if he had seen it, and advised: "Don't be naive, you can't escape."

"Who is childish?" Lin Zhanyan always said to the complaints, "He Yining and I are obviously nothing. You can't just react so much, but you're backfiring, and almost cheated myself!"

"..." Song Zichen sat on the armrest of the sofa, his long legs crossed leisurely, and changed the topic without a trace, "I believe you and He Yining have nothing to do."

"Then you still--" Lin Zhanyan said, suddenly realizing that Song Zichen's words were not as simple as they seemed, so he asked, "What do you want to say?"

"In other words, I believe in myself." Song Zichen became narcissistic. Not only was he invincible in the world, but he was also very natural. "He Yining and I, of course you will choose me."

Lin Zhanyan was speechless, suddenly smiled, and handed Song Zichen an encouraging look, "Mr. Song, you can be more confident!"

"..." Song Zichen raised his eyebrows half-believingly and said nothing.

"I never made a choice." Lin Zhanyan said slowly, "I like He Yining. However, what I like is what he shows, as an actor. Just like I like Lin Min because he is young and has strong professional ability. I have never liked He Yining."

Song Zichen was stunned for a moment, and when he realized that he had already walked towards Lin Zhanyan.

His eyes never moved away from her.

Finally, he stood in front of Lin Zhanyan and asked word by word: "What about me?"

The expected problem still made Lin Zhanyan's heart beat out of control.

"To you..." Lin Zhanyan brewed for a while before saying slowly, "It's just a simple love between men and women."

"Oh?" Song Zichen climbed up the pole with a calm expression, "How much do you like?"

“…”

Lin Zhanyan couldn't answer this question.

She cannot accurately describe how much she likes Song Zichen when she likes someone but doesn't become energetic.

She could only feel that her love for Song Zichen seemed to be a little more every day.

Song Zichen didn't ask, and took advantage of Lin Zhanyan's inattention and kissed her lips, "Is this the level?"

Lin Zhanyan felt like someone was holding a drumstick and hitting her heart. She could clearly hear the "dongdongdongdongdong" sound.

She shook her head and said, "More than..."

Song Zichen held Lin Zhanyan's shoulders with both hands, slid down her back, wrapped around her waist, and hugged her into his arms - in the process, his kiss became deeper and longer.

Lin Zhanyan had no strength to resist from the beginning, and was soft in Song Zichen's arms, allowing him to plunder everything he wanted.

Her love for Song Zichen was probably at this level.

After a long time, Song Zichen stopped and looked at Lin Zhanyan deeply, "What about now?"

"And..." Lin Zhanyan's voice seemed to be soaked in water, soft, wet and sticky, as if it was about to attach to Song Zichen's heart wall, "You can continue..."

This is the most beautiful and charming invitation that Song Zichen has ever heard of.

He picked up Lin Zhanyan and put her on the bed. His voice was no longer as usual, "Is there still a show tonight?"

Lin Zhanyan's face has begun to heat up, "No."

Song Zichen curled the corners of his lips - Lin Zhanyan's answer, as he wished.

Before his kiss fell down again, Lin Zhanyan blocked him, "When is your plane back? Tomorrow is Monday."

She wanted to remind Song Zichen that he would go to work tomorrow.

But then again, Song Zichen, who works, seems to have been quite casual.

"I originally booked a plane two hours later." Song Zichen smiled, "But don't you hope I won't leave?"

“…”

Lin Zhanyan was somewhat surprised.

She originally thought that since Song Zichen was here, she would not leave so quickly.

But this time, he actually came just to comfort her.

It didn't matter when he left.

But now, she really doesn't want him to leave.

"You..." Lin Zhanyan's hands wrapped around Song Zichen's neck like vines, and kissed his lips, "Change the earliest plane tomorrow."

Song Zichen smiled, "You mean, I hope I will stick to it until tomorrow morning?"

Lin Zhanyan's face almost burned, and she patted Song Zichen, "There are few people in the morning, so no one will notice you!"

"That's for ordinary people." Song Zichen said, "It's not easy for you to let me not attract attention."

“…”

Lin Zhanyan clenched her fists silently and told herself: Her boyfriend is more narcissistic than her and she has to endure it.

Nothing more narcissistic than her, how can you be her boyfriend?

Song Zichen thought Lin Zhanyan was worried, and said in her ear: "No matter what happens, I will solve it, don't worry."

Next, Lin Zhanyan just wanted to worry, but couldn't.

Her attention was completely disintegrated by Song Zichen, and she had no experience thinking about these things.

Although it was not the first time, Lin Zhanyan still felt like the first time and could not relax at the beginning.

She was not resisting Song Zichen, but she was not able to completely let go of herself.

Song Zichen was very patient, kissing Lin Zhanyan while coaxing her, "Don't be afraid."

"Um……"

Lin Zhanyan hummed in Song Zichen's arms like a kitten.

"It won't hurt anymore." Song Zichen said with certainty, "I promise."

Lin Zhanyan wanted to laugh a little, but in this case, she couldn't seem to laugh.

She held it in a hurry.

However, it turns out that Song Zichen, a liar, is occasionally honest.

...

When the crew finished work, it was already past two in the morning.

The assistant followed Director Chen back to the hotel and entered the elevator and said, "Director Chen, I seem to see President Song coming to the crew? Has he gone back?"

At this time, the elevator stopped on the floor where Lin Zhanyan lived.

Director Chen coughed and said, "Go back. He just... comes to see me."

The assistant sighed, "You and Mr. Song have a great relationship."

Director Chen smiled and did not tell the assistant, it was indeed the case before.

He has no children. Since Song Zichen's mother had an accident, he has not only regarded Song Zichen as his nephew, but also regarded him as his child.

In a sense, they are closer than father and son.

But now... the child has a partner!

No one expected that Song Zichen didn't leave at all - he stayed in Lin Zhanyan's room until the next morning.

Lin Zhanyan set an alarm clock before going to bed, but she woke up earlier than the alarm clock.

She turned off the alarm clock, turned sideways, and looked at Song Zichen.

He was very close to her. Although he slept very heavily, he looked much more pleasing than the careless and free-spirited look during the day.

The last time I was in a villa, Lin Zhanyan didn't dare to look at him carefully after waking up.

Today she discovered that his eyelashes were long and thick, and the curves of his nose and lips seemed to be outlined by the artist one by one, which was perfect.

No wonder he looks so well-behaved sometimes.

"Song Zichen," Lin Zhanyan poked his face, "Song Zichen?"

Song Zichen frowned, muttered something, reached out to fumble for a while, and covered Lin Zhanyan's mouth.

"Um!" Lin Zhanyan tried to spread his hand away, protesting quietly.

Song Zichen was so quarrel that he couldn't fall asleep. After opening his eyes, he met Lin Zhanyan's resentful eyes and finally withdrew his hand.

Lin Zhanyan said angrily, "You should get up."

The curtains were closed and there was no light in the room.

Song Zichen could only take the electronic clock on the bedside table and looked at it, frowned and said, "It's still very early." He raised one hand to cover his eyes, "I didn't necessarily sleep when I played this point before."

Um?

The information and connotation of this sentence are very rich!

"So, can you really be able to have one night?" Lin Zhanyan poked Song Zichen hard, "Who did you play with before until this time? Could it be a little girl?"
To be continued...