Pack O green tea is always on my mind

Song Yinchi slapped Tong Nan's hand away.

A small patch of delicate skin turned red, and Tong Nan was stunned for a second, the slap felt more like a slap on the face, and his face became hot and painful.

Song Yinchi noticed the reddened skin, her eyes flickered slightly, and she whispered, "Sorry."

"Sorry? Song Yinchi, you haven't adjusted your position yet——"

Tong Nan was angry, but the words he said were cute and cute, "I, your benefactor, am talking to you, turn around!"

Song Yinchi turned his back, clasped his hands tightly, his finger bones turned white, and restrained the impulse and desire in his heart, but the glands on the back of his neck swelled slightly due to the random touch of the other party just now, clamoring to mark the other party, Or, be marked by the other party.

Tong Nan was angry.

Realizing this, Song Yinchi felt the sourness in his heart bubbling.

Where did she learn this?

The damp smell in the air was even worse, intending to pull Song Yinchi down.

Tong Nan's pheromone smell is a mystery.No one has smelled it, and no one knows what kind of Omega she is, and Song Yinchi doesn't know either.

At this moment, it feels like being in a fresh bamboo forest. The humidity and temptation after the fog, and the smell of rainwater that I used to hate seem to become fragrant.

Tong Nan looked at the back of Yuanyuan's head and puffed up his face.

Having said so much, he also emphasized that "I am your benefactor", but he didn't stimulate the other party to react a little.The depression that punched the cotton, but in the end it was himself who was angry.

Tong Nan hugged the quilt and pulled it towards him angrily.

childish ghost.

Song Yinchi put another cute label on the other party.

The next day, Tong Nan was woken up by the news that came like snowflakes from the sky. She huddled under the blanket to answer the phone, listening to the noisy voice on the other end in a daze.

"Tong Nan, did you pick off the high mountain flower in Song Yinchi?"

"Oh, the reporter took pictures yesterday." There was a harsh sigh, "Tsk tsk, tell me, you don't share with us such a big event—"

"Are you finished?" Tong Nan was disturbed by Lin Yiru's ups and downs, and interrupted, "Bring me out to meet you this afternoon."

After climbing out of bed, washing, and changing clothes, Tong Nan finally realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

Song Yinchi, where is this person?

Going down to the first floor, the aroma of millet porridge wafted from the kitchen. Song Yinchi was wearing an apron, with a graceful posture, and was half-bending to take a bowl from the bottom drawer.

The luster of the morning sun is soft and charming, and when it shines down, it smudges the woman's indifferent brows and eyes with a little tenderness and beauty.

Tong Nan froze at the door, in disbelief.

Rumor has it that Song Yinchi bought a $[-] million insurance for her hands. Now, the hands that have been kissed by God and are only worthy of being bathed in music make breakfast?

You won't be poisoned, will you?I'm a bit afraid to eat...

"There's nothing in the refrigerator." Song Yinchi frowned slightly, recalling the scene of opening the refrigerator.

The entire upper layer was full of inhibitors, and the disposable needle glowed coldly. At that moment, the heart felt like a small hole was poked by a wire, and the cold air 'hissed' leaked out of it.

Tong Nan just doesn't take his body seriously?

"I rummaged through the kitchen cabinets and only found a small bag of millet."

Song Yinchi turned her back, her long crow-blue eyelashes drooping slightly, she took half a bowl of porridge over and placed it lightly on the side of the square table.

Tong Nan blinked his eyes, stirred the sticky porridge with a spoon, and answered casually, "All the vegetables are bought on the same day. I will go to the company to eat on weekdays, and I usually don't eat on Sundays."

"Yeah." Song Yinchi responded in a low voice, secretly planning to make breakfast every day for Tong Nan to eat.

The two finished their breakfast dryly, and at the end, Tong Nan threw Song Yinchi a light-colored sweater and a long skirt with straps, "I'll take you to meet some friends later."

"The clothes are new, I have never worn them."

Seeing Song Yinchi's head hanging down and his fingers lightly stroking the fabric, Tong Nan explained this sentence again as if his brain had twitched.

"Bang" the door shut.

Tong Nan leaned against the door and rubbed his forehead, feeling that he was really a little abnormal.

The knitted material is soft and comfortable, and Song Yinchi's thin white fingertips rest on it, longing for that person's temperature.

The faint scent of green bamboo on the top seemed to be magnified countless times, scrambling to penetrate into the skin of the back of her neck, and the soft feeling of bone erosion exploded in the nerves.

Song Yinchi closed his eyes, and slowly undid the buttons from top to bottom.

That illusory greed fell to the tip of my heart so heavily and firmly.

It was so hot that she could hardly breathe.

The home party is held in a country house.

The driver drives the car.Tong Nan Zhiyi pretended to look at the scenery on the side of the road, but in fact his attention was always on Song Yinchi next to him.

The other party was sitting upright, with no emotion in his eyes and a cold face, Tong Nan held the corner of his lips boredly.

On the way, Liu Yiyi kept sending WeChat voice messages.

"Is it coming?"

"I'm so uncomfortable staying here, I really don't understand what's the point of coming to participate in this."

It's boring, but it's necessary.

Because the higher authorities require singles and those who have undergone secondary differentiation, Alphas and Omega must attend gatherings once a month.

Tong Nan spoke a few words of comfort in a gentle smile, and Song Yinchi, who was listening, looked sideways at her, and the skirt under his hands was slightly wrinkled.

The car passed through a forest, and a beautiful villa appeared in front of us. The camellias on the top floor were fresh and in full bloom.

The driver drove the car to the parking lot, Tong Nan didn't say anything to Song Yinchi, and walked straight to the open gate of the villa.

A group of people who were drinking until they were high, and playing games until they exploded, saw Tong Nan coming in, and immediately stopped their activities as if they had seen a sweet potato, and surrounded them together.

"Tong Nan is not bad, new friend...won't you introduce us?" The man who spoke was a male Alpha, the second young master of the He family, the devil king of the world. He winked his eyes and wanted to get closer to smell Song Yinchi's smell as he spoke.

Tong Nan pulled Song Yinchi back half a step, and gave He Shuo a hard look, "Put away your dirty thoughts."

He Shuo spread his hands, "I'm also very curious about the violinist who used to be brilliant. But Tong Nan, it's just a lover. Why are you protecting her?"

"Yeah, Tong Nan, let your little lover perform for us later. Just the famous song, what is it called?"

"Carmen Fantasia."

"..."

The turbid smell of alcohol and pheromone rushed towards his face, and Tong Nan frowned in disgust, stepped back without a trace, and scolded: "My people are not in your turn."

Liu Yiyi squeezed through the crowd, hugged Tong Nan as if to relieve her siege, and then said to everyone: "Give Xiao Nan some time to catch her breath. She must be thirsty just now. What do you want to drink, Xiao Nan? you take."

The tall and straight spine in the palm instantly collapsed, Song Yinchi lowered his head, and quietly clenched the palm of his hand.

The lively and crowded crowd went away, and Song Yinchi stood alone at the door, and everyone seemed to have forgotten her.

Song Yinchi pulled the corners of his lips lightly, and glanced at the woman who was surrounded by the crowd in the middle of the sofa. She took off her suit jacket, revealing a white shirt with an excellent drape inside. Lingling's silver necklace is adorned around her neck.

"If you are late, you will be punished with three cups. You must abide by the rules." Lin Yiru uncorked the bottle and poured a full cup for Tong Nan.

The cuff buttons are half-rolled, and the cup holder is pinched by the slender fingertips, shaking gracefully, and the champagne presents a dazzling color under the light.

Tong Nan has a good capacity for alcohol, he drank one cup after another with his head upside down, and then turned the empty glass upside down on the table, his lips were stained with moist color, the vintage red lipstick was smudged, but his eyes were still clear.

He Shuo, who was sitting on the side, approached Tong Nan quietly. The translucent lace neckband was worn around her neck. The glands were looming, and the musk pheromone belonging to Alpha covered them. Tong Nan frowned in disgust and beckoned to let her go. Song Yinchi came and sat down.

Song Yinchi poured half a glass of warm water for Tong Nan, and sat quietly by the side, like a transparent person.

The annoying turbid smell gradually faded away, and the stamina of the wine surged up. Regardless of the rift between him and Song Yinchi, Tong Nan subconsciously leaned on him.

But Song Yinchi sideways avoided him, his face was full of displeasure, and he could only say the six words 'Miss Tong, please respect yourself'.

Seeing it in his eyes, Tong Nan felt unhappy for a moment. Who will take care of whom?

Already half drunk, she tried to stay awake, smiling like a flower, pinching Song Yinchi's chin, "What can you refuse?"

With a little more force, two light red marks were left on the white and tender skin.

Tong Nan let go of her hand, her eyes were dazed, she looked at the red seal, and then leaned forward and exhaled twice, "It won't hurt, right?" She smiled foolishly, looking completely drunk.

The red lips were bright, and the fragrant smell poured into the nostrils. Song Yinchi's hand around Tong Nan's waist couldn't help but tighten a little.

"Xiao Nan is like this when he's drunk," Liu Yiyi came over and hugged Tong Nan into her arms, and smiled at Song Yinchi, "It'll be fine after a while."

The bosom suddenly became empty, Song Yinchi smiled slightly and remained silent.

Lin Yiru has been paying attention to the situation here, so she took advantage of the opportunity and asked Song Yinchi, "I remember Tong Nan's birthday a few years ago, were you invited to Tong's house..."

Lying in Liu Yiyi's arms, Tong Nan's face was flushed, and the corners of his eyes were still stained with crystal tears. Song Yinchi glanced at him with deep eyes.

Lin Yiru had a big heart and didn't notice the turbulent undercurrent over there. She teased Song Yinchi, "I heard that you two were good friends before, right? It didn't work out that time, didn't you? Let's make it up today. We all want to Open your eyes."

"Yes, yes..." Someone immediately echoed, "Today should be a celebration for Yiru."

Tong Nan waved his small fist into the air, and shouted: "Song Yinchi, just pull it, I've never heard of it."

Song Yinchi looked at Tong Nan who was talking drunkenly, unable to distinguish the truth from the false, but before Liu Yiyi said anything, she nodded, "Then thank Miss Lin for caring for Tong Nan all these years .”

What Lin Yiru was talking about was four years ago, Song Yinchi was full of honors, and just after holding a concert in New York, he returned to China without stopping.

Neither her parents nor her foreign friends understood why she was in such a hurry.

Only Song Yinchi knew that Xiao Qingmei's 19th birthday party would be held in two days.

But just after she went to Tong's house full of joy, she was told that Tong Nan was having dinner with her high school friends.

His enthusiasm was instantly extinguished, and he returned home in a daze.

The itinerary was squeezed out, and I had to fly abroad a day later.In fact, Song Yinchi didn't know what he thought about Tong Nan.

But it was Song Yinchi's obsession at that time to meet Tong Nan with a posture that was admired by everyone.

The piano is prepared in advance.

Song Yinchi tried his voice casually, and when the erhu-like sour teeth sounded, the whole villa was full of laughter.

Lin Yiru sat in a corner of the sofa with her new boyfriend in her arms, and shrank into his arms in a coquettish voice, "Oh, those auras are just for boasting, I don't think it's very good at the scene."

The little boyfriend agreed.

Tong Nan became more drunk, and reclined on the sofa, with coquettish red at the end of his eyes, staring at Song Yinchi intently.

This gaze seemed to be able to burn the back of Song Yinchi's hand.

She gave up tuning and went straight to playing.

When the mournful and mournful voice sounded, the warm atmosphere seemed to be injected with cold air out of thin air. Lin Yiru's face was full of embarrassment and anger, which was colorful and ridiculous.

What the hell is this?

The lingering sound lingered, Song Yinchi put down the piano, and sat there upright, with a smile on his thin lips, "I use this song "Blessings of Love", and wish Miss Lin and her new boyfriend a happy marriage for a hundred years."