When Lin Yingyue returned, the first thing she saw was the mobile phone screen on the dining table lighting up.
She tapped on the message.
【Baby, I was really wrong, I miss you so much】
【Can you forgive me? I can't live without you】
Without a doubt, it was sent by Zhong Mu.
Lin Yingyue was speechless.
What was this man thinking again, whose account did he borrow?
Wasn't blocking him last time enough, and he came back again.
Lin Yingyue was not someone who dragged her feet; she directly and efficiently put him on the blacklist.
Just after blocking him, she met Song Zeqian's lingering gaze.
“Who were you chatting with just now?”
“I wasn’t chatting, it was a scam message, I just blocked it.”
What's past is past. Lin Yingyue was someone who looked forward and never dwelled on the past.
Not many people knew that she and Zhong Mu had been together, so she didn't want others to know about her past mistakes.
If she blocked him a few more times, this guy would obediently retreat.
Seeing Song Zeqian fall silent, Lin Yingyue waved her hand in front of him a few times.
“What’s wrong?”
Song Zeqian didn't speak, his gaze scanning her.
Although the temperature was high today, Lin Yingyue felt a dense chill seeping from every pore.
Song Zeqian's stare made Lin Yingyue uneasy; she didn't know what had gotten into him.
After a long while, Song Zeqian suddenly smiled, his smile faint, as if what just happened was an illusion.
“It’s nothing, I just felt you’ve been very busy these days, must be tiring, right?”
“No, you’re also very busy with work.”
Song Zeqian agreed, but the smile vanished the moment he turned around.
Lin Yingyue didn't notice his change and returned to her room.
She leisurely brushed her teeth while listening to English listening comprehension with earphones on.
She used various bottles and jars to moisturize her skin.
Lin Yingyue patted her face in front of the mirror, applied the last layer of night cream, and admired her face with satisfaction.
Her skin was dewy and supple, her eyelashes curled, her lips rosy, simply perfect.
Anyone who saw her would call her a great beauty.
Footsteps suddenly came from outside.
Song Zeqian walked in.
Lin Yingyue was wearing a camisole, the hem of which reached mid-thigh, revealing a large expanse of fair collarbone and back.
Her waist was slender, and her legs were straight.
Song Zeqian's eyes visibly darkened, as if something was churning deep within.
He took out a cup and toothbrush from somewhere and began to wash up.
He was only wearing a tight black tank top, his hair tousled, looking fresh and clean.
Veins were visible on his muscular arms, which were sexy and alluring, his skin pale.
Lin Yingyue suddenly realized something was wrong.
She asked, “Why did you bring your things here? Aren’t you going back to your room?”
“Since you’re not coming to my room, then I’ll come to your room.”
“But my room is so small, won’t you feel like your legs can’t be straightened?”
Song Zeqian, nearly 2 meters tall, would have to bend his knees to sleep on her small pink bed, which would look cramped.
“You’re right,” Song Zeqian smiled, “so I have two options now.
First, the nanny has already prepared a large room, you can go and stay there;
Second, there’s an empty room next to yours. I’ll have workers bring explosives and blow down this wall to connect the two rooms.”
The second option sounded too disruptive.
Using explosives? Did he have to make such a big fuss? Was he a demolition crew?
Lin Yingyue chose the first option without hesitation.
She had planned to move to the school anyway, and her luggage was already packed.
She could just move there.
Song Zeqian seemed unsurprised by her choice, “Okay, but it’s too late tonight, let’s just make do here for tonight.”
Lin Yingyue agreed and had just sat on the edge of the bed when she mechanically turned her head.
“We?”
“Yes, it’s natural for a boyfriend and girlfriend to sleep together.”
Song Zeqian said it casually.
Sleep with him…
Although she had guessed this would happen, it still felt a bit sudden.
Song Zeqian saw her hesitation, rested his head on her lap, and propped his face on his hand, his voice very soft.
“Do you hate me?”
She was about to refuse, but seeing Song Zeqian's lowered pale eyelids, a faint shadow cast over them.
His emotions seemed a bit low.
This stumped Lin Yingyue.
Frankly speaking, she didn't hate Song Zeqian.
“I don’t hate you.”
“Then why won’t you let me stay?”
There seemed to be specks of light in his eyes, were they tears?
His dark, tousled hair fell over his eyes, making him look particularly wronged.
She had never seen him like this before, and Lin Yingyue was startled, her heart immediately softening.
Song Zeqian was slender and long-legged, nearly two meters tall.
Now he looked like a little dog that had been abandoned, lying on her knee?
They were together anyway, they were adults, and it was normal behavior between a boyfriend and girlfriend.
Before she could go abroad, she couldn't let the Male Lead feel anything was wrong.
“Alright then, we can sleep together. But just for sleeping.”
“Rest assured, I don’t intend to do anything.”
Song Zeqian’s voice was muffled.
But where Lin Yingyue couldn't see, the corners of his lips curled up.
…
When Lin Yingyue woke up, the first thing she saw was the man's high nose bridge.
Her nightgown was intact, with no signs of anything unusual.
Song Zeqian's shirt, however, was wide open.
Her hand happened to be resting on the man's chest, and beneath her palm was a patch of firm, pale muscle.
She had also drooled a puddle on his abs.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, indicating it was almost noon.
She jolted awake, her sleepiness instantly vanishing.
What was going on?
She and Song Zeqian had slept separately last night, about eight hundred meters apart.
How did she wake up on his abs!
Did she lose her mind last night and take advantage of Song Zeqian?
She quickly and quietly used her nightgown to wipe away the drool on his abs.
Then, with a flip like a carp, she sat up.
Lin Yingyue sat on the bed, completely dazed.
What had she done last night!
What happened to just sleeping? What happened to not intending to do anything?
In the end, she was the one who took off his clothes?
Song Zeqian wouldn't think she was playing hard to get, would he!
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