I Became Popular After Online Dating With A Big Shot

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Shen Chi came out of the hospital. Fortunately, Yan Jianguo was fine, but the broken right hand couldn't be brought back because it was found too late.

Not knowing why Yan Xueyiao didn't call, he walked to the door and turned the key to open the door.

"I ran out of copy paper at home." He held up the bag in his hand and pretended to be calm, "I went out to buy it."

He put the copy paper on the table nervously, and seeing Yan Xuexiao's indifferent expression, he put his heart down. It is estimated that his brother has just returned.

Shen Chi went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on clean pajamas, and went back to the bedroom to lie down. However, as soon as he closed his eyes, a bloody scene appeared in front of him. He didn't admit that he was afraid, but he held the quilt honestly Push open the door of Yan Xuexiao.

He fell asleep beside Yan Xuexiao, but the moment he lay down, the young man's inaudible voice sounded in his ear: "Will you write a love letter to a girl?"

He didn't expect Yan Xueyiao to wake up, his body was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, he held his breath, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Before he could answer, he heard the young man ask again, "Can you kiss?"

Feeling the danger for no reason, he subconsciously clenched the horn and stammered, "No."

The next second his chin was lifted, his warm lips fell, and when his mind went blank, he heard the young man's voice speak coldly: "I'll teach you."

Chapter 71

In the dark, the young man opened his eyes blankly, his heart skipped a beat, and the other party seemed to be teaching him to kiss seriously, and followed his ear: "Open."

He opened his mouth subconsciously, Yan Xueyiao pried open his lips and teeth, and attacked the city in his mouth, the kiss gradually turned into a breathless kiss.

Perhaps sensing his dodging, Yan Xueyiao pressed the back of his head, his head raised, and he was forced to endure more and more kisses.

He had never tried a kiss, let alone a kiss so intense that he was deprived of oxygen and could only hear the sound of lips and teeth.

When he suspected that he was about to suffocate, Yan Xuexiao's kiss fell on his sensitive neck, he gasped and explained: "Zhuangzhou asked me to copy the love letter, and he promised to buy me a small cake."

As if comforting, the gentle kisses fell closely, he didn't remember when Yan Xuexiao let him go, he only remembered that his heart was pounding and he didn't fall asleep all night.

*

Lin Sinian opened the news on time, and the dream of the border town murder case shocked the whole country. The perpetrator was surnamed Yan, and a total of seven people were killed, one of whom was Gao Bo, the old housekeeper of the Yan family.

This case was later speculated to be the beginning of the Yan family's struggle for power. The old housekeeper who was loyal to Yan Zhao died on the day he returned to his hometown to visit relatives. The Yan family, who never used strangers, entered a new family. It is difficult to say whether Yan Zhao's death had anything to do with it. related, many people think that it is buying a murderer to kill, but there is no evidence.

However, the domestic news was calm, and Yan Zhao still appeared in the economic forum. The trajectory of the dream seemed to have really changed. Lin Sinian breathed a sigh of relief and drank the half-warm coffee.

And Shen Chi sat up from the bed, the red hair on his head flying around restlessly, this was the first time he woke up so late, or woke up on Yan Xuexiao's bed.

There was a blush on the boy's fair face. He changed his clothes, washed his underwear with traces, took a deep breath, and walked silently to the dining table to sit down.

He stared at the strawberry-flavored cake on the plate, and couldn't help but think of the scene from last night. The tip of his ear was blushing, but Yan Xuexiao touched his hair: "Angry?"

If he had done it, he would have hugged the young man's waist, but as if he had been stepped on the tip of his tail, he stood up from the chair and stayed far away.

He deliberately kept a distance, and Yan Xuexiao seemed to realize it. The two kept silent, except that the young man said, "I'm leaving tomorrow after class on the last day."

Shen Chi was stunned. He didn't expect the winter vacation to pass so quickly. Before he knew it, the day of the school started. He squeezed the pen in his hand tightly, his throat was sore, but he couldn't say anything.

He wasn't actually angry, it was just hard to tell, he had a desire for his brother that day.

"Zhuangzhou's book forgot." He left his seat, turned away, and said with emotion, "I'll get it to him."

He stopped at the door for a while, then adjusted his condition and walked downstairs. He casually handed the book to Zhuangzhou. Zhuangzhou put the book in his bag and asked, "Are you going to the Fog and Fire Festival tonight? Many people will go there. ."

"Mist and Fire Festival?"

Doubt flashed in the boy's eyes.

"I remembered that you are not a native of the border town." Zhuangzhou explained patiently, "The Fog and Fire Festival is a traditional festival in the border town. On the last day of February, the fog is used to disperse the night fog to welcome the light. It is more lively than the chūn festival. I don't know if Teacher Yan will He will come, and if he returns to the United States, this may be his last time at the Fog and Fire Festival."

Before Zhuangzhou could finish his words, he saw Shen Chi leave quickly, the speed was unbelievable, and he disappeared in a flash.

Shen Chi ran home, gasping for breath in his chest. He looked at Yan Xueyiao who was packing his luggage, and asked with amber eyes, "Are you coming to the Fire and Fog Festival tonight?"

The youth's tone was flat: "Not necessarily."

This was a very gentle refusal. Shen Chi's chest was so tight that he couldn't breathe. Keeping the distance seemed to be a distance. He left with his head down, not paying attention to the young man's fixed gaze on his back.