she is sweet

How could this man be so tempting?

When returning to Yu Zhiyan's house, Zhao Yi stared at her figure in the kitchen, and couldn't help but have such questions in his mind.

She felt like a kite in Yu Zhiyan's hand, and she could control the tightness and height.

At the moment she stared, Yu Zhiyan suddenly turned his head, his eyes clear, "What are you looking at?"

Zhao Yiyun smiled: "You look good."

Yu Zhiyan waved to her: "Come here."

Zhao Yiyun walked over: "What are you doing?"

"its me."

Zhao Yiyun's face was on fire because of her hook, "Come on, you know I'm not good at concentration."

Zhao Yiyun was seduced by her just now in the supermarket, but in the end she seemed to be a normal person, what to do after she finished speaking, those words were like the wind blowing on the surface of the pond, it was over after blowing.

Yu Zhiyan smiled: "Kiss me."

"Are you really dear?"

Yu Zhiyan shook his head: "You can't do this."

Just when Zhao Yiyun wanted to ask her why she couldn't do it, a hand was suddenly pressed on her waist, and immediately after, she was carried onto the counter, her gaze happened to be at the same level as Yu Zhiyan's.

She could clearly see the smile in Yu Zhiyan's eyes, and those red lips entwined little by little with the warm breath.

Zhao Yiyun knew what she meant.

She was telling herself what to do.

The small milk pot behind him was boiling, and the steam and flames were emitting heat, but nothing could compare to the hotness on his lips.

Yu Zhiyan slowly moved from her lips to her chin and then kissed her neck, leaving a slight mark on it, and then bit her earlobe where the ear clip was hanging, breathing warmly, "This will work , have you learned it?"

Zhao Yiyun felt a little weak, "Yeah."

The intimacy didn't last long, as the soup came out quickly.After eating, Zhao Yiyun sat at the dining table and responded to the client's information. When she looked up by chance, she suddenly found that the cups in the closet in the living room looked familiar.

She narrowed her eyes.

Oh, remembered.

Isn't this the one her sister said she gave it to her?

Why does Yu Zhiyan also have it?

Thinking in this way, she asked the question. It happened that Yu Zhiyan came back from the balcony after watering the green plants. Hearing this, he took out the cup from the closet, thought for a while, and said, "I can't remember, it seems to be me. Someone gave it to me when I was singing."

Zhao Yiyun said: "My sister also has the same one."

Yu Zhiyan hummed, got up and put the cup back, with a calm expression, obviously not interested in whether others have or not.

Zhao Yiyun said again: "She said I gave it to her, but I don't have much memory."

If she really gave it to her, it would have been a few years ago.

Yu Zhiyan seems to be interested: "Oh?"

Zhao Yiyun suddenly joked: "Could it be that we have known each other before?"

Yu Zhiyan also smiled: "Maybe, but it's not important."

"Yeah, the important thing is now." Zhao Yiyun put down the phone, and when she looked up, she could see the line of Yu Zhiyan's neck. She stretched out her hand to hook it, "Boss Yu, did many people listen to your singing before?"

"It's a lot of people."

"Does that mean that many people like you?"

"It's a lot of people."

She clearly said that the most important thing is what is in front of her eyes, but as soon as Zhao Yiyun imagined those images in her mind, she felt jealous and upset for no reason, and then she asked: "Then can I listen to you sing tonight? Or, in the future, can I just sing to me?" ?"

"Change your name and I will promise you."

"Boss Yu, isn't it nice? How majestic." After speaking, Zhao Yiyun was so embarrassed by himself that he wanted to laugh.

Yu Zhiyan glanced at her: "What do you think?"

"What's that called? Yu Zhiyan? Zhiyan? Zhizhi? Yanyan?"

Yu Zhiyan put his finger on Zhao Yiyun's chin, exerted a little force to make their eyes meet, and said, "It's all good."

Zhao Yiyun pursed her lower lip: "Would it be strange to be called a wife?"

Yu Zhiyan said, "Good boy."

A single spark can start a prairie fire. People in the period of passionate love only need one eye contact, and unconsciously, breathing and body will be entangled.

About the same goes for grown-up night fun.

Tonight, Yu Zhiyan sang to her a whale that turned into an isolated island.

The gentle voice wove her a fantasy dream of being in the sea, as if she was really a ship stranded on an isolated island, slowly docking on the wet sandy beach as the sea surged.

The vastness of the sea can easily lead to a feeling of being lost and helpless, but Yu Zhiyan's sobbing is the best encouragement, allowing her to always find her way.

Chui Xia's concert started on Saturday night.

Zhao Yiyun booked a good seat for the ticket, so he could see the performance on the stage very well.

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when it was over.

When the two came out of the stadium, Zhao Yiyun yawned so sleepy, she leaned against Yu Zhiyan's hand like a sloth, and said lazily, "I feel like I can fall asleep standing up."

Yu Zhiyan's voice whispered in his ear, "Aren't you going back tonight?"

Zhao Yiyun narrowed his eyes: "Where are you?"

"I'm not going back," Yu Zhiyan wrapped her in his arms and said softly, "Let's stay in a hotel tonight, it's too long a drive back."

Zhao Yiyun nodded: "Okay."

After walking out of the gate, there were fewer people.

When the two were walking, suddenly a group of people carrying cameras and microphones, who looked like reporters, came up and greeted with a smile, and then asked, "Did the two of you just watch Chui Xia's concert?"

Zhao Yiyun rubbed her eyebrows, "Yes."

"We have interviewed a lot of girlfriends before, and they are all looking for marriage. Is it the same for the two of you? If so, is it convenient for Fang to participate in one of our small surveys?"

In the past two years, the Chuixia concert has been hyped up to a high level. They just wanted to catch up with the popularity and specially searched for good-looking men and women who came to the concert. First, they conducted live interviews, and then conducted a follow-up survey to verify the authenticity of the Chuxia concert. magic.

The two ladies in front of me are indeed very beautiful and meet their requirements. I am afraid that whether it is a live broadcast or a follow-up video upload, they can have a good amount of playback.

The reporter smiled, and saw the obviously sleepy woman suddenly smiled softly, shook her head and said:

"No, this is my girlfriend."

A five-star hotel in city A.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the room can overlook the night view of the whole city very well. Zhao Yiyun took a look at it from the balcony, and once he entered the room, he felt much less sleepy.

Thinking that she should be able to fall asleep after lying down for a while, she pressed her fingers between her eyebrows, turned around and kissed Yu Zhiyan, and said, "Take a bath first, good night."

"You still said good night," Yu Zhiyan drew the curtains, the light in the room was much dimmer and more ambiguous, "You know I can't sleep."

It's like a signal.

It's like someone blows the horn before a battle.

She looked sideways.

Yu Zhiyan wore a dark coat today, and inside was a suspender mermaid skirt of soft texture, the color of fire, just like herself, bright and scorching.

The coat came down first, followed by the fishtail skirt lying quietly on the floor like fallen leaves.

This is Yu Zhiyan's call to charge.

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