I'm the only straight man in the entire dormitory of international students

Song Ziyan put Winter aside, and after a moment of silence, he raised his head to look at Bai Yanqing, and bumped into a pair of smiling black eyes.

Song Ziyan was uncomfortable, his head was lowered, and the tips of his snow-white fingers were powdered by himself.

Gradually, the ears become the same color as the fingertips.

Bai Yanqing liked his innocent and shy appearance very much, so he was not in a hurry to rush him.

There was a new message on the phone, so he took a look at it, and asked the actress his friend was looking for to send it.

In fact, Bai Yanqing had already found a woman to act tonight, but this duplicity was just to play tricks on Song Ziyan.

Bai Yanqing sent back a message to cancel the agreement, put the phone back on the shelf, and Song Ziyan spoke out.

"Come here a little bit." Song Ziyan was facing him, his eyes were unnaturally floating around.

Bai Yanqing smiled, and put one hand on the steering wheel: "That won't work, you have to take the initiative. Of course, I can also take the initiative, but I can't just kiss."

Song Ziyan really can't stand him, no wonder his father said that Uncle Yanqing has been investing in the past two years, and his assets are about 60 billion, maybe more. He is only 19 years old now, and few people can compare with him.

Isn't that right, Bai Yanqing "cares about every detail", and can't bear the slightest loss.

Song Ziyan blushed slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "I didn't ask you to take the initiative. If you come over a little bit, I will make it easier for me." Leaning back in the chair, with a relaxed look, it seemed that he was waiting for him to pass by.

Song Ziyan was angry and ashamed, so he had to think of a way by himself, first pulling his arm, trying to pull him over.

Bai Yanqing couldn't help laughing, and didn't move a bit. Song Ziyan, who has a fine skin and tender flesh, can't compare to his vigorous body that often exercises.

Song Ziyan was helpless, so he called him.

Then pouted: "If you do this again, I won't kiss."

Now like this, it seems that he really wants to kiss.

Bai Yanqing smiled for a while and said, "Yanyan, I can't come here, but you can come here."

His index finger and thumb tapped his knee.

Song Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, and he understood in seconds. He was very familiar with this gesture.

".don't want."

Bai Yanqing smiled leisurely, didn't say anything else, and looked out the car window, as if admiring the scenery.

But this is obviously a parking lot.

Song Ziyan didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the driver's seat was reclined a little more than when he got in the car.

After a moment of silence, Song Ziyan pursed his lips and reluctantly began to take off his shoes.

Bai Yanqing's gaze fell on his feet. A pair of white socks that were the same color as the white shirt he was wearing could barely cover his slender ankles.

During the tugging and pulling, a section of a calf that was even more delicate than Bai Yu's was revealed.

Song Ziyan likes to wear long clothes and trousers, and it is rare to see the good color he hides under his clothes on weekdays.

Bai Yanqing has seen it many times, and every time he sees it, his eyes will be firmly attracted.

A year is better than a year.

That night, he said that Song Ziyan had grown up and changed, which was the truth.

Song Ziyan took off his shoes, curled his legs in place, and turned to look at Bai Yanqing.

Bai Yanqing looked at him with a smile.

Song Ziyan's cheeks were like rouge, and he pinched his fingers.After a while, he got up slightly and approached him.

He doesn't look at people, but he can still feel Bai Yanqing's gaze from the corner of his eyes.

Song Ziyan was uncomfortable, and turned his head slightly to the other side to avoid it.

Step across the middle compartment, from one end to the other.

The place where he sits doesn't take up much space.

"What should I do if I fall?" Bai Yanqing smiled, holding him with his hand and pulling him closer.

Song Ziyan blushed and grabbed his hand.

Bai Yanqing laughed softly: "Okay, don't touch randomly, but Yanyan, you seem to..."

He leaned his head forward, purposely in his ear, and said the second half of the sentence in a voice that only he could hear.

God, what is he talking about.

Song Ziyan's face became redder with embarrassment, and even his fair neck was stained with a faint blush: "Not at all!"

Bai Yanqing smiled to himself for a while, and asked him knowingly, "Why don't you look at me?"

Song Ziyan looked everywhere, but he didn't look at him. He blushed and said, "I won't look at you."

Bai Yanqing smiled softly and dotingly: "Then why did you kiss me?"

Song Ziyan didn't speak, and after a while he whispered, "Close your eyes."

"No, I want to watch you."

"...you look at me, I... I'm embarrassed."

Bai Yanqing leaned on him, closed his eyes, opened them again when Song Ziyan wanted to finish the kiss quickly, and said with a smile: "It can't be too sloppy, I have to let me taste it later."

Song Ziyan was shy and unwilling: "That would not be counted." Bai Yanqing smiled comfortably, took his finger, squeezed it gently, and said in an intimate tone: "Yanyan, don't be so stingy, just two seconds, okay ?"

Song Ziyan felt that Bai Yanqing was so different at this moment, just this amazing skill.

Bai Yanqing's handsome face, who was already close, moved closer.

Song Ziyan wanted to hide subconsciously, and covered his lower back with a palm.

Bai Yanqing raised his lips, and the breath with the quiet cedar smell melted on the corners of his lips: "It's so thin."

Said his waist.

They are too close.

Song Ziyan's cheeks were blushing, and he didn't dare to breathe. When he heard the sound of car tires grinding the ground outside, he remembered that the window was open.

Song Ziyan was afraid of being discovered, so he grabbed Bai Yanqing's clothes and was about to speak.

Bai Yanqing kissed him, her thin lips were imprinted on his slightly plump lips.

Song Ziyan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands gripped his clothes even tighter.

There was the sound of a door opening nearby.

Song Ziyan got excited and pushed him lightly. After two seconds came, he turned his head slightly.

The passenger window is fully open.

From his angle, he was right in line with the brown-haired man who got off the Porsche next to him.

Song Ziyan was dumbfounded.

Because of this, he didn't notice Kim Jong Hyuk in the co-pilot seat of a Land Rover with a Chinese license plate on the right behind him.

The brown-haired man who was facing Song Ziyan was slightly stunned.

Bai Yanqing was leisurely, raised the corners of his lips, took the opportunity to kiss Song Ziyan who was in a daze in his arms, and greeted the man: "Long time no see, Randall."

Randall glanced at Song Ziyan whose face turned red instantly, and smiled: "Brother Yanqing, long time no see. Ziyan..."

"You mistook me for the wrong person, I'm not," Song Ziyan covered his ears and buried his face in Bai Yanqing's chest, nervously, his voice was like a mosquito, "close the window."

Bai Yanqingyang laughed, patted his head, and said to Randall: "I'm sorry Randall, it's inconvenient today, we'll talk next time."

Randall glanced at Song Ziyan again, nodded and smiled, "Okay."

"And, he is indeed not Song Ziyan, he is mine..." Bai Yanqing laughed softly, and said slowly and rhythmically in Song Ziyan's ear with a magnetic voice, "Small, baby, baby."

Song Ziyan shuddered, and his face blushed as if he was about to bleed.

Randall: "."

Randall smiled lightly, and said very understandingly: "Don't worry, I understand."

It means that he will speak cautiously to Mr. Bai.

"Thank you." Bai Yanqing straightened up slightly, and pressed the car window switch button, blocking Randall's sight, and also blocking the gloomy-faced Kim Jong-hyuk's sight on the right.

The driver hesitated, and shouted in Korean: "Master Zhong He?"

Jin Jong Hyuk slammed the car door with his clenched fist, cursed, and stared at the closed car window where no one could be seen.

And Bai Yanqing's Maybach car.

Although Bai Yanqing felt physically and mentally happy with the intimate posture of Song Ziyan lying on his chest, it was obvious that this little thing seemed to be in a bad mood.

After being brushed away again, Bai Yanqing asked him with a smile: "What's wrong with my little baby?"

"I'm not!" Song Ziyan's voice was low, but Bai Yanqing could hear the strong nasal voice.

Bai Yanqing frowned slightly, pinched Song Ziyan's chin and lifted it up.

Song Ziyan's eyes were red, and his beautiful dark blue eyes were full of tears, which he couldn't shed.

Song Ziyan opened his hand, lowered his head, and wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

In the past, Bai Yanqing would definitely tease him, but now.

Bai Yanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his chin again, and asked him with a smile, "Why are you crying?"

"It's all your fault!" Song Ziyan refused to let him wipe away his tears, and wanted to return to the passenger seat.

Bai Yanqing clasped his waist, imprisoned him in his arms, and said kindly: "What's my fault? Oh, because your senior brother saw us kissing?"

Song Ziyan burst into tears and said, "It's all your fault."

"Okay, blame me." Bai Yanqing wiped his tears with a soft handkerchief, "It doesn't matter if he sees it, he's not yours. Or do you have a crush on him?"

Song Ziyan cried tearfully, was stunned for a moment, and pushed his hand: "You are secretly in love with him."

Bai Yanqing didn't miss his pause, and asked him, "Then why are you crying?"

Song Ziyan ignored him and cried sadly.

Bai Yanqing sighed amusedly, put aside the rest of his thoughts, and comforted him: "Okay, okay, don't cry, it's my uncle's fault, next time you must remember to close the car window."

Song Ziyan cried and choked him: "You think beautifully!"

Want to have a next time? !

Bai Yanqing realized the meaning, laughed, and gently wiped his tears. At this time, he responded to everything he said: "Yes, yes, I thought well. Uncle made us lose face, so I have to apologize immediately and tell him A way to get rid of my uncle."

Song Ziyan stopped crying and looked at him with teary eyes.

Suddenly, Bai Yanqing couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, so he waved at Dong Dong.

Seeing Dong Dong get up from lying on his stomach, Bai Yanqing fished it out, put it on Song Ziyan's lap, and pointed Dong Dong's head with his index finger.

Dong Dong got the order, and the cat rubbed Song Ziyan's tear-stained hand with his head.

Song Ziyan hurriedly took it away, wiped his hands on his clothes before touching Dongdong.

Seeing this, Bai Yanqing went to wipe his remaining tears again, and found out that Song Ziyan had a new mole at the end of his left eye, which added a bit of charm to his magnificent face.

Bai Yanqing touched the small mole with his fingertips without a trace, and then said: "The method is to say that you will give me ten chances, and I will decide the specific matters. And after ten times, if you still have no intentions about me, Then I won't bother you anymore. And within these ten times, as I said before, I won't do that kind of thing to you. "

After Song Ziyan heard this, the blush at the end of his eyes that hadn't faded deepened, and he looked like he was about to cry again.

He was disappointed, this is what he expected?

Song Ziyan was terribly wronged, sobbing: "You, you just lied to me to kiss you."

Don't bother him after ten times.

He is a fool if he believes again.