Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

     Later, whenever Xia Zhiye recalled his seventeenth birthday, he would feel that he was not buried in the winter of that year because Song Yan really loved him.

    But then she saw Song Yansheng raised his hand reluctantly, tapped three times on the wooden display rack beside him, and then made a soulless "Bah" three times: "Forget it, it's not auspicious to say such things on your birthday, so take it back for the time being."

    The voice is like a hairspring, and the eyes are dull and lifeless.

    It seems that in the short moment just now, his soul has died once, and now he is only living in the world with his last love for Xia Zhiye, maintaining his last kindness and reason .

    Seeing him like this, Xia Zhiye felt even more guilty and guilty. Just as he was about to coax, Xia Yu's voice sounded again outside the door: "Xia Zhiye! It's seven fifty! Come out soon. Cut the cake!"

    With the knock on the door, it was very disruptive.

    Xia Zhiye can only lightly rub Song Yan's hair: "Let's go cut the cake first, and I'll kneel down on the keyboard when I get back, okay? You can choose the green axis, red axis, and tea axis, durian. also."

    "Go and cut your cake."

    Song Yan slapped Xia Zhiye's hand with a slap, and said in a tired and weak voice, "But give me the scarf first."

    Hearing this, Xia Zhiye's heart immediately tightened.

    Does Song Yan want to take back the gift she gave him and then break up with him?

     Busy pressing on the scarf, her tone was very serious: "No, what you gave me is mine, how can I take it back?"

    It's just a torn scarf, and it looks like a baby who is afraid of being robbed.

    Song Yan said angrily, "Who cares about your broken scarf, I'll borrow it and return it to you when I run out."

    "Why did you borrow it?"

    Xia Zhiye still looked like a baby who was holding on to the scarf and refused to let go.

    Song Yan finally couldn't hold back and shouted: "Because I feel shameless, okay?!"

    Very irritable and angry, Xia Zhiye roared for a while, and then saw Song Yan's ears and cheeks that were completely red at some point, and then remembered that their tired little faces had how thin.

    I couldn't help laughing softly: "It's not impossible to borrow it from you, but are you sure you'll just use it and give it back to me later?"

    "Nonsense!" Song Yan lost her patience, "Isn't one such ugly scarf enough?"

    That means I still plan to wear a couple scarf.

    As long as you don't break up, you can say anything.

    Xia Zhiye smiled with satisfaction.

    I took a step closer, took off the scarf, and wrapped it around Song Yan: "Who said our scarves are broken and ugly, the scarf we gave me is the most beautiful scarf in the world. ."

    "Are you aesthetic... um."

    Even though it was not the first time, Song Yan was stunned by the soft and subtle touch.

      Looking at Song Yan's only remaining pair of eyes, he smiled charmingly and tenderly: "It's so beautiful, my aesthetics really are the best in the world."

    I don't know if I'm talking about a scarf that looks good, or a person who wears a scarf.

    After all, Song Yanman's words about scolding Xia Zhiye were suddenly mixed into a bunch of gibberish, and then there was only a thumping heartbeat and a ridiculous thought—

    When Song Yanzheng was so seduced by him that he was jumping between the extremes of his emotions, the hurried knock on the door and Xia Yu's anxious voice pulled him in time: "You guys hurry up. , Grandpa and Uncle Song are here."

    Song Yan's consciousness returned to the cage with a huge sense of shame.

    Thinking that there is someone outside who can kill him on the spot, the deer who was rambling in Song Yan's heart directly hit him to death and turned into a ghost, kicking Xia Zhiye: "Get up , I'll settle the account with you later."

    After saying that, she opened the door of the lounge.

    The grandfather and Song Minghai who happened to bump into Xia Zhiye came over.

    Song Minghai noticed the ugly red scarf around Song Yan's nose at a glance, and frowned slightly: "What do you look like wearing someone else's scarf, are you still polite? Take it off quickly."

    Before Song Yan spoke, Xia Zhiye, who had just picked up the knife, put his arm around his shoulder: "Uncle Song, don't be so fierce, I let Song Yan wear it. He suddenly coughed a little, and I was afraid that he would catch a cold, so I asked him to block it. And this scarf was originally given to me by him, so it's okay for him to wear it."

    The lazy and laughing voice and the warm and reliable arms all seem to support Song Yan.

    Song Yan simply lifted her eyelids and looked at Song Minghai coldly, not giving him any good looks at all.

    And Song Minghai didn't know where he had provoked the precious grandson of the Xia family. , I can only pretend to be a reasonable elder, and laugh: "So that's the case, then it seems that I'm wrong to blame Song Yan."

    Old Xia on the other end also gave face to the two children, and gave Xia Zhiye a sullen look on purpose: "Then you didn't say it sooner, Xiaoyan gave you a scarf and a dagger, As a result, we didn't even prepare a return gift, it was too rude."

    "Isn't it." Xia Zhiye obviously planned to take out Song Yan's anger, hugged Song Yan, looked at Xia Lao, and made an expression of extreme regret, "Actually, Xiao Yan I also prepared a gift before, which almost spent all his living expenses, and I like it very much, but it was accidentally damaged by Uncle Song, which is a pity."

    "You broke it?"

    Old Xia looked at Song Minghai with some surprise and some doubts.

    The gazes of others around her also came with questions.

    Song Minghai was a little confused at first, but when they met Song Yan's indifferent gaze, he realized that the little prince's watch was prepared by Song Yan for Xia Zhiye.

    And Song Yan also said blankly: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, the watch you threw out of the car last time was for Xia Zhiye, I was I thought you thought Xia Zhiye was not good, so you didn't agree with me getting too close to him."

    Old Xia looked at Song Minghai and his eyes became severe: "What's the matter?"

    Song Minghai gritted his teeth hard.

    If he knew at that time that the watch was given to the precious grandson of the Xia family, he would have taken so much trouble.

    Now that it is stabbed out, the business will be yellow.

    But in public, You Qi couldn't say anything in front of Mr. Xia, so he could only smile: "I really blamed me at the time, I accidentally slipped the watch and dropped it off the car, but it was definitely not intentional. Yes. After all, a child as good as Xia Zhiye can be friends with Xiaoyan, how could I disagree. I have already asked my assistant to buy the watch again, and it will be delivered to Xiaoye tomorrow."

    There is nothing wrong on the surface.

    It can also cope with the scene.

    But Mr. Xia has lived for so many years, how can he not see the tricks in it.

    So she restrained her smile slightly, and said slowly, not amiably: "Minghai, you are good at everything, but you are too strict with children. The children are all grown up and have their own ideas and concepts. Children of this age are also the purest and most affectionate, so it is not suitable for us old fritters to point fingers at some things of the younger generation, which complicates these relationships. Is that true?"

    The meaning of the knock couldn't be more obvious.

    Song Minghai was afraid that because of this matter, he would have the impression of being unforgiving, benevolent, and eager for quick success. He hurriedly smiled and smiled: "That's the truth. Elder Xia is right. The younger generation must pay more attention in the future."

    "It's alright if you can pay attention, alright, it's not a big deal, let's go, Ono, go cut the cake with grandpa, the other guests are still waiting." Xia Lao smiled and held the cane in one hand and the other in the other. Greeting Xia Zhiye to go over.

      hand.

    Xia Zhiye originally wanted to bring Song Yan with him, but the only pair left with Song Yan was filled with "If you dare to bring Lao Tzu to the public, you will kill Lao Tzu. I got you", and decided to take it as soon as possible: "Then you wait for me to eat cake together."

    After speaking, she looked at Xia Yu, and when Xia Yu gave him an OK gesture, she followed his grandfather to the ten-story cake tower in the middle of the banquet hall with less confidence.

    Song Minghai wanted to win over the relationship, so he naturally followed with a smile.

    The remaining Song Yan, who was finally able to calm down by herself, took a deep breath, turned her head and prepared to walk in the opposite direction of the crowd.

    As soon as she turned around, she faced Xia Yu who was looking at him with a smile, her toes curled up and pinched the ground: "That, rich woman... um... sister... um... Miss Xia."

    Song Yan stumbled and changed several titles, and finally changed to Miss Xia, who sounded like there was nothing wrong with her.

    Even with her face covered, she could feel the uneasiness from the pair of phoenix eyes that instantly enlarged.

    Xia Yu had heard from Xia Zhiye that his little boyfriend was cute, but he didn't expect it to be so cute, that kind of nasty taste that naturally likes to tease beautiful little boys suddenly came to his mind.

    Showing an ambiguous smile with meaning: "Don't be so polite, since you and Ono have that kind of relationship, then you can just follow him and call me sister."

    Then... that kind of relationship?

    In other words, Xia Yu knew what his relationship with Xia Zhiye was? !

    Song Yan stood there blankly for a moment, unable to say a word.

    Thinking of seeing this little boy in the afternoon, the other party is still a cool guy who is cold and arrogant, but now he is so amused by two sentences that even the back of his hands start to turn red, Xia Yu is contrasted Meng turn.

    It seems that there really are such innocent little boys in the world, Xia Zhiye really found a treasure.

    I couldn't help but take a step forward, just when I was about to bend that pair and Xia Zhiye saw that it was a peach blossom eye inherited from a family, and found that the little boy in front of him was nervous and took a step back .

    Then in a calm tone that was forcibly suppressed at first listen, she quickly said: "Sister, I'm feeling a little unwell, so let the driver take me back first. Help me and Xia Zhiye say thank you, good night and goodbye. ."

    “…?”

    It's less than two seconds before you can see the figure?

    So thin?

    Tsk, it seems that Xia Zhiye is suffering.

    Xia Yu stepped on ten-centimeter high heels and returned to the banquet hall slowly and gloatingly.

    And when Xia Zhiye finished his grandfather's words of thanks, cut the cake, and looked around with the cake that he carefully selected with the most abundant ingredients, he found that the audience was full of That cute little figure is gone.

    I finally saw Xia Yu swaying slowly, but she found that her side was empty, so she stepped forward and asked, "Where's Song Yan?"

    "Oh, he's not feeling well. Let's go first. Hmm..." Xia Yu picked up a cake and said frankly, "But maybe it's not entirely because of feeling unwell."

    Hearing this sentence, Xia Zhiye immediately understood,

    So what he thought at the time actually entrusted Song Yan to Xia Yu.

    Xia Zhiye couldn't beat his sister, so he could only quickly put down the cake and threw a sentence "Tell grandpa about the traffic jam today, Song Yan and I will go back first because I'm afraid that we won't be able to check the bedtime" and hurried out run away.

    Xia Yu hurriedly stopped him: "The banquet is not over yet, what are you worried about, and it's snowing outside on Christmas Eve, you can't get a taxi if you go out now."

    It's not your boyfriend who is running, of course you are not in a hurry.

    But what Xia Yu said was right, he would definitely not be able to get a taxi when he went out now.

    So she turned her head to look at Xia Yu, without caring about the relationship between her sister and brother, she was indifferent and ruthless: "If I lose my boyfriend today, you will lose a younger brother who can help you improve your grades."

    “…”

    After a brief silence, Xia Yu realized the seriousness of the matter and silently put down the cake, "As the best sister in the world, I should definitely drive you back."

    However, matter is not transferred by human will.

    Even Xia Yu's cool supercar could only be blocked in the crowded streets of Nanwu City on a snowy Christmas Eve.

    It was a distance of more than ten kilometers, and it took more than two hours.

    When I finally moved to the vicinity of No. 3 Middle School, I was completely stopped by the bad traffic conditions caused by the terrain.

    Xia Zhiye sent Song Yan all the way through WeChat, all of which went back and forth.

    I pulled down and refreshed again and again, but I never got a single word of reply. I looked at the time in the upper left corner, 22:43.

    The dormitory was locked in less than twenty minutes.

    If the dormitory door is locked, he won't be able to go back. If it's too late to coax Song Yan, Song Yan will have to sleep alone in the dormitory with anger, and he will definitely have nightmares again.

    Obsessed his head and glanced at the heavy snow and motionless traffic outside the car window, Xia Zhiye made up his mind and took off his seat belt: "Sister, you don't need to send it, I will run back by myself."

    "No." Xia Yu was shocked, "It's nearly two kilometers from here to your dormitory, and it's still snowing outside, are you crazy?"

    "You're not crazy, the dormitory will be locked soon, and it will be too late to drive." After saying that, he opened the car door, walked through the gap between the congested vehicles, stepped on the sidewalk, and ran quickly towards the dormitory. go.

    Besides the formal suit, there is only a hastily put on a coat, the snow is blowing, and the cold wind is blowing, and I don't know how far I can run.

    Xia Yu glanced at her dear brother's back in the snow, and couldn't help but tut.

    Sure enough, in 2020, the plot of the runaway wife is still so exciting and timeless.

    What a lovely young couple in love.

    ·

    But when she saw the small cakes and keys on the table, she couldn't help sighing.

    Locked the door, sat next to the quilt bag, and asked in a low voice, "You're still angry with me."

    The quilt didn't move and didn't seem to want to pay attention to him.

    Because I was so angry and embarrassed.

    Song Yan has never been so humiliated in her life.

    If he could, he would not even wish to see anyone for the rest of his life.

    However, Xia Zhiye ran violently for nearly two kilometers in the heavy snow without doing any warm-up activities. The cold wind hurt his skin and throat, and his breath was very uneven. His breathing was fast and heavy, and it was nasal and hoarse.

      The quilt has a seam open.

    Then I saw Xia Zhiye's neatly tucked brown hair was messed up at this moment, and the originally fair and healthy skin was abnormally red, and even faintly could see some A small hole that is cracked from being too dry.

      Snowdrops.

    Song Yan frowned: "Did you come here?"

    "Yeah." Xia Zhiye smiled casually, "The traffic jam is so bad, I'm afraid I won't be back in time."

    "If you can't come back, you won't be able to come back. It's not like you have no place to live. Did you come back from such a heavy snow?" Song Yan finally couldn't hold back and lifted the quilt. He looked at Xia Zhiye coldly and angrily.

    Xia Zhiye found out that although this man had already taken a bath and changed into pajamas, his face was still covered with a scarf. This was how he didn’t want to see anyone, so he couldn’t help laughing: “This is Aren't you afraid that you will be sulking in the dormitory by yourself and can't sleep well?"

    Hearing these words, Song Yan sullenly retracted the quilt, turned her back, and said nothing.

    Xia Zhiye rubbed his head and said softly: "If you are angry, you can call me, beat me, punish me and kneel down on the keyboard, but don't let the cold war. My dad said that the cold war is the best It hurts my feelings, so I can't fight coldly. Why don't I find a keyboard and kneel now, and you scold me?"

    "Who wants you to kneel, you think it's a miserable sale..."

    Song Yan turned around angrily, originally wanted to scold him, but he met Xia Zhiye's embarrassed and gentle look, so he suddenly hit a marshmallow with a punch, Annoyed, but not angry.

    So I held my breath for a long time, and I could only say coldly: "Go and take a shower and change your clothes."

    Don't catch a cold.

    I didn't say the last sentence, but Xia Zhiye also guessed it.

    The voice was muffled in the thick scarf, it sounded like a child making trouble.

    Sure enough, their family Song Daxi is the most soft-hearted person in the world.

    Xia Zhiye couldn't hold back, stretched out his fingers, hooked off the scarf, revealing the little face that was covered with red by the scarf, lowered his head, pecked lightly, and then in Song Song Before I could react and kill him, I picked up my pajamas and hurried into the bathroom.

    Song Yan, who was so angry that she was taken advantage of on the bed, kicked the quilt violently.

    Nothing!

    I fell in love with Xia Zhiye again!

    I'm so angry, when Xia Zhiye comes back from a bath, he must be killed!

    Fool, just because he said something when he was drunk, he would sleep together afterward, and he really took it seriously.

    He couldn't sleep well all day without dying, so what's the point of running back in such a cold day.

    So this dog is either a dog who really is a big liar who cheats money and sex, but it is so seductive that people can't bear to be beaten to death, and it's annoying. .

    Song Yan kicked the quilt angrily.

    One time, not enough, one more time, two times, three times, four times, five times, this anger will never end.

    So when Xia Zhiye came out of the shower, he saw that the new cold school bully of the third middle school was masking and beating innocent quilts and killing him.

    Thinking of those punches and kicks falling on her body, Xia Zhiye felt a pain all over her body.

    But it's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster.

    It was his sin, and he deserved it.

    So he walked over with a look of tenderness and affection that looked like death, sat by the bed, looked at Song Yan, and held his hand: "Bao, take it easy later, it doesn't matter if you kill me, Stop hurting your hands."

    "Okay, then you can kill yourself with a knife."

    Song Yan raised her chin and pointed at the fruit knife on the table with a ruthless expression.

    Xia Zhiye: "…"

    It is not impossible.

    Xia Zhiye looked at Song Yan with gentle and affectionate eyes: "I can die, but before I die, I have a last wish."

    Song Yan was very kind: "You say."

    "Four joys in life, long droughts and rains, encounters with old friends in other places, wedding candles at night, when the golden list is inscribed. So far, I can't expect the other three, so I want to ask for a wedding candle ...Ow!"

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    Xia Zhiye was kicked out of bed again.

    This time Song Yan was really angry, she sat up, tore off her scarf, and smashed it on Xia Zhiye: "How dare you pretend to be a pure and beautiful high school boy to cheat me of money! I think I didn't die fast enough!"

    Xia Zhiye thought that instead of being so stuffy, let Song Yan vent his anger, so he crawled back to the bed stubbornly.

    "I didn't pretend, I'm really a pure and beautiful male high school student, look at how pure and beautiful I am, and I didn't lie to you. At that time, I took the order from the rich woman because of Shang Huaina The idiot was short of money. Later, he wanted to buy a washing machine for you. Later, when he knew that it was you, he wanted to tell you from a different angle that I really like you, so I really didn't cheat you for money, at most I cheated your lust. "

    Song Yan once again slammed Xia Zhiye's waist with a kick: "You're justified!"

    "I don't like you too much." Xia Zhiye crawled back for the third time, "Who made our young master Song so rich and kind and helpful? A person who has nothing but beauty can only shamelessly entangle you, otherwise, where will the scarf and milk tea come from. So I can die in your hands, but I must not leave you, otherwise I will die because of hunger and cold. Die this winter."

    Song Yan couldn't help it, and she kicked again: "Fuck you, don't pretend to be poor with Lao Tzu!"

    Xia Zhiye quickly grabbed Song Yan's ankle this time, held it in the palm of his hand and coaxed in a low voice: "I didn't pretend to be poor with you, but I'm really poor. If I leave the venue early today, my old man will be back again. I'm going to be so angry that I won't give me pocket money for a few months, so I'd really starve to death if I didn't take care of my brother."

    Song Yan didn't want to pay any attention to him at all, she just wanted to withdraw her foot in shame.

    Xia Zhiye showed him his mobile phone: "Look, really, I didn't lie to you."

    On the screen, it was indeed a WeChat message from Mr. Xia: [You stinky brat left behind such a large group of guests and ran first! what are you thinking about? There are no more etiquette! Don't want New Year's money and pocket money! I also agreed with Xia Yu that I won't give you a penny! You are good to eat a little bitter you! ]

    “…”

    It turns out that Xia Zhiye really left so many guests for him and ran first.

    Thinking of how Xia Zhiye was in a hurry just now, Song Yan softened again, pursed his lips, and relaxed the strength of his legs.

    Xia Zhiye looked at Song Yan with a look of self-reproach, and sighed inwardly, although he wanted to coax Song Yan, but he didn't want to see Song Yan encounter something Just reflect on yourself first.

    This is too insecure.

    So he loosened Song Yan's ankle, sat forward a little, rubbed his head, and whispered: "But I will be rich in the future. My father left it for me There is a lot of money, I can inherit it when I am an adult, plus I am so smart and excellent, I will definitely make a lot of money in the future, and I will give all the money to my boyfriend, so do you want to think about it?"

    Song Yan raised her eyes to look at Xia Zhiye, and seemed to be wary: "What are you thinking about?"

    "What to consider?"

    Song Yan slapped his hand impatiently, and was about to scold, but paused slightly when she saw a bunch of keys suddenly appearing in front of her.

    It was the key to the home that Xia Zhiye once gave him that belonged to the two of them.

    At this moment, Xia Zhiye gently and solemnly sent it to him again: "Of course I'm considering whether I want to be my boyfriend for life and the head of my future family."

    Song Yan had a cold face and turned her head away.

    Xia Zhiye patiently continued to coax in a low voice: "My dad is a raking ear, and he is very good to my mother, so I think I should also be a good raking ear , as long as you are willing, I promise that from now on, things in principle will never lie to you again.

      You, none of this lied to you."

    "I didn't think that you would ask me if I wanted to be together, so I was so happy at the time, I didn't have time to prepare anything, and I didn't have time to explain those misunderstandings. I owe you a very formal confession, so no matter how angry you are, it's right because I didn't do it well."

    "But if I do what I say today, will our lovely classmate Song Yan forgive me and promise me?"

    Xia Zhiye gently put the key into Song Yan's palm, "As long as you accept this key, you will be the head of the family in the future."

    Slightly cool metal even scalding on the skin.

    Song Yan curled her fingers slightly.

    He never thought that Xia Zhiye would come like this,

    He thought that he was so noisy, Xia Zhiye would have some temper, and felt that he was making a fuss.

    Because he has never been qualified to be willful in front of anyone since he was a child, this is the first time, so he is still worried about whether he will lose his temper too much, Xia Zhiye is impatient Now, stop coaxing him.

    In the end, Xia Zhiye not only did not get impatient, but also gave him something better.

    As if he deserves to be coaxed.

    Looking back and seeing Xia Zhiye under the light, all the laughter and indifference were taken away, and there was only a serious and gentle expression left, Song Yan suddenly felt sour.

    No anger, no shame, no embarrassment of social death, just sour.

    But Song Yan felt that she couldn't show grievances, so she lowered her eyelashes and said in a light tone: "Actually, I'm not that angry, I just don't know what to do."

    Xia Zhiye held his hand: "I don't know what to do?"

      Peace of mind. But now I find that you don't really need what I gave you, so I don't know what to do, this problem is more troublesome."

    He spoke coldly and calmly, and his tone was rational and restrained, as if he wanted to use the most objective and calm attitude to explain this issue.

    However, when her voice said certain words, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, and even Xia Zhiye's heart trembled slightly.

    He knew that Song Yan was really too insecure, so every time he encountered something, he would first reflect on himself, and it would be easy for others to soften his heart, because he always I didn't believe I was worthy of being liked.

    Xia Zhiye said with a bit of hatred: "Are you a fool, I like you not because you gave me something, but because you are worthy of my love. So what do I don't know? What should I do? If you are angry, just say you are angry, scold me and beat me, just smile more when you are happy, kiss and hug me more, it's that simple, understand?"

    The tone of voice is so natural that this seems to be the most natural thing.

    Song Yan looked into Xia Zhiye's eyes, full of sincerity and determination.

    After a long silence, he lowered his eyelashes: "Well, I see."

    Xia Zhiye finally calmed down, held up his head, and asked softly, "That means you're not angry?"

    "Angry."

    Song Yan showed no mercy.

    Xia Zhiye: "…"

    Why don't you play cards according to the routine.

    Song Yan's face was cold, and she said confidently: "It's you who said that if I'm angry, I can say that I'm angry, and now I want to deny it?"

    “…no.”

    Xia Zhiye felt that he was digging a hole to buy it for himself. As a rake, he consciously asked, "Then let's get angry, Mr. Yanyan, I'll go and kneel next to me first?"

    Get ready to stand up after speaking.

    But Song Yan grabbed her arm and held it in place.

    "Did I let you go? Come here."

    Full of unreasonable tyrant temperament.

    But Xia Zhiye saw Song Yan put away the key and sat in front of Song Yan, smiling like a demon concubine: "So how are we Yan brother going to punish me?"

    He was ready to be kicked a few times by Song Yanduo.

    However, the next second Song Yan said with a cold face: "You didn't say it, I'll kiss you if you're happy."

    Xia Zhiye: "?"

    Before he could realize what happened, Song Yan grabbed his neckline, raised his body slightly, raised his chin, and brought his own to Xia Zhiye.

    Because she was covered by the scarf all the time, Song Yan's lips were much warmer than usual.

    It has always been Song Yan's body temperature is cooler, Xia Zhiye is warm, this is the first time that Xia Zhiye has been so cold, Song Yan is warm enough A little spark fell in vain, and people couldn't help but continue to crave this warmth.

    So when Song Yan, who just wanted to have a taste, was trying to leave, Xia Zhiye grabbed the back of his head and cut off his retreat.

    Feeling the opponent's offensive, she tried to push back with her backhand, but she was directly leaned into the corner, which was unavoidable. You could only let the opponent go deeper and bring that little spark to start a prairie everywhere, completely defeated. down.

    When she felt something was wrong, Song Yan was ashamed and tried to push Xia Zhiye away: "Get up, don't push your horse against me."

    Xia Zhiye chuckled softly: "Okay, not touching."

    The scent of the citrusy body wash overwhelmed the cramped space of the single bed in the dormitory.

     .

    It was not until after a long time that it finally ran aground and fell limply.

    But he was hugged by the waist, like a drowning person who was rescued, and he said in a low voice, "It's me."