What should I do if I get stalked by my ex-boyfriend?

Seeing Qi Zhi smile so that his long and narrow phoenix eyes curled up, Su Yan became more ashamed and annoyed, and wanted to beat up the man, but he was the one who couldn't bear it.

However, it still can't just let it go.

In his dictionary, there is no word "give up" yet!

Su Yan's eyes turned, and he thought about it, and reached out his hand while the other party was not paying attention, he grabbed the man's collar with a little force.

Qi Zhi cooperated with him and bent down slightly, and just as he turned his head to ask the young man what he wanted to do, there was a touch of warmth on his cheek.

His eyes widened slightly, Qi Zhi felt the young man's shortness of breath, and even forgot to react for a moment.

Seeing the man's dumbfounded reaction, Su Yan smiled with satisfaction, as if he didn't think it was enough, he stretched out his slender fingers and pressed them against the man's lips: "Shh, don't talk."

He picked up Qi Zhi's hand, pressed it against his heart, and then brought it close to the other's ear, his voice was deliberately soft, almost breathy, more like a kiss: "Did you feel it?"

The hearts of his subordinates were beating fast, and even his own heart seemed to be infected, and the frequency became faster.

"Bang bang—"

The heartbeat sounds gradually merged together, gradually becoming unrecognizable.

The breath and the heat seemed to be contagious, intertwined, and gradually it was no longer clear who belonged to whom.

Qi Zhi couldn't bear it anymore, he inserted his five fingers into the young man's hair, wrapped his arms around the young man's head, and kissed him hard.

"Hmm—!"

Su Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously pressed his hands against the man's chest, trying to push him away, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came over him, as if there had been such a kiss in his memory...

His hands trembled, but he finally let go.

Lips and teeth touched, and the familiar mint fragrance filled his nose. The young man's lips were so soft and beautiful that he couldn't bear to pull away. He ran over the light pink lips over and over again, savoring the seductive taste.

"Ah Yan..."

Seeing that the young man even forgot to breathe, Qi Zhi had no choice but to pull away, rubbed his fingertips over the lips that had become rosy, and sighed with some satisfaction, "I miss you very much."

There was too much sadness in his sigh.

Su Yan's anger disappeared in an instant, her heart tightened, she couldn't help hugging the man back, and said in a low voice, "I'm not here."

He stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's forehead, comforting the agitated man: "I won't leave."

Qi Zhi didn't speak, but his arms around the young man became stronger and stronger, and after a long time, he let go of his hand, regained his usual slight smile, and asked, "Ah Yan, which class do you teach? Is there no class today?"!

Su Yan was startled, and suddenly remembered that he was also an instructor with lessons.

——Addicted to masculinity, completely forgotten.

Qi Zhi knew what the result would be like by looking at the young man, and couldn't help but be a little bit dumbfounded: "Is it too late for us to rush over now?"

Even if it's too late, you have to be in time.

Su Yan directly grabbed the man and walked out, and by the way gave him a generalization about the class situation on the way.

By the time they arrived, there was already an uproar in the class.

Probably because there were no instructors around, many people in the classroom were still in get out of class. Groups of three and five gathered together, at the age of prime and prime, with bright faces and youthful vigor.

A faint emotion flashed in Qi Zhi's eyes.

Su Yan noticed it, but didn't have time to see clearly what emotion was contained in that trace of emotion.