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

Song Ziyan and his 'ex-girlfriend' were in the same dormitory, so Bai Yanqing didn't feel a sense of crisis.

Although Song Ziyan has a soft temper, as long as he is coaxed with a nice voice, he will be obedient.But in terms of emotions, people are very stubborn.

For example, when he was 17 years old, he learned that he was suffering from unrequited love, and used the wrong method to tease his beautiful nephew with a playful attitude.

So much so that Song Ziyan would resist his approach now.

Bai Yanqing really regretted this past. If the method had been changed, Song Ziyan, who is due this year, might have been pregnant with his child.

Bai Yanqing laughed when he thought of Song Ziyan's shame and annoyance when he said this.

He wasn't sure if his unrequited love would be fulfilled in Song Ziyan, but he was sure.

He didn't want Song Ziyan to be intimate with anyone but him.

Korean Internet cheating male ex-girlfriend?

He didn't think that Song Ziyan would get back together with a man who lied to Song Ziyan's feelings.

Even so, Bai Yanqing was somewhat unhappy in his heart.

He suddenly wanted to see Song Ziyan.

The car windows were left open all the way, blowing a night breeze.

When the car drove to Bai's house, Bai Yanqing threw the key to the servant, ignored Su Yu's muttering behind him, and went straight to Song Ziyan's yard.

The wall lamp at the door was bright orange and white. When he opened the door, the entire Chinese-style modern building was dark.

It was late, a few minutes past two in the morning, Song Ziyan and Song Changzhe and his son had already gone to bed.

Bai Yanqing stayed in the yard for five or six minutes, but he didn't enter the house to disturb Song Ziyan's dream.

He was about to leave when a light came on from a window on the second floor.

That was Song Ziyan's bedroom.

Bai Yanqing watched, and after a few seconds, he went upstairs from one side of the steps and stopped on the balcony outside his bedroom.

There are many pots of jasmine of various varieties placed in the surrounding corners, the flowers are blooming prosperously, and there is a faint fragrance at night.

The floor-to-ceiling windows and curtains are all closed, and the scenery inside cannot be seen.

Bai Yanqing took out his mobile phone, leaned against the fence, and sent Song Ziyan a WeChat message: Yanyan, are you asleep?

After waiting for a while, the lights in the room went out.

Song Ziyan: I'm asleep.

Bai Yanqing raised his lips: Why haven't you slept yet?

Song Ziyan: I'm going to sleep again soon, I just got up to go to the bathroom.

Song Ziyan: Uncle Yanqing, it's so late, what can you do?

Bai Yanqing smiled: I can't find you if I have nothing to do?

Song Ziyan: ...Oh, then I will continue to sleep.

Bai Yanqing: What's the rush, I do have something to talk to you about.

Song Ziyan: Oh, what's the matter.

Bai Yanqing picked a jasmine petal casually, smiled and sent a voice message to him: "Tonight, I want to make a deal."

Song Ziyan: ...︶︿︶Song Ziyan: It's so late, what are you going to do.

Song Ziyan: Aren't you sleeping in the capital of Grand Hyatt?

Bai Yanqing smiled lightly, twirling the petals with his fingertips, and his voice became ambiguous: "What can I do only in person?"

Song Ziyan's face turned hot when lying on the bed: ...I don't want to do it.

Bai Yanqing made a video call with him.

Song Ziyan hung up.

Bai Yanqing made another voice call.

Song Ziyan had no choice but to answer, mumbling unhappily: "Uncle Yanqing, it's past two o'clock in the middle of the night, why, why are you doing that..."

Bai Yanqing sat on the wicker chair and said with a smile, "What about me? I didn't say anything, but I told you that you know a lot."

Song Ziyan's ears were also hot, and his mouth was stiff: "You only understand, I just want to sleep."

"Open the video for me to watch?"

"...No. Uncle Yanqing, can you stop being like this all the time."

Bai Yanqing laughed, put the jasmine flower in his hand aside, and leaned back in the chair: "Yanyan, what's the matter with you, huh?"

When Song Ziyan heard it, he knew that he had misunderstood it again, his face was stuffed into the quilt, and he said after a while: "It's not like you always love."

"You always say that I am like this, and then I am like that, I don't know what it is."

"...Anyway, you are not serious. Start the video, it's a deal."

Bai Yanqing said with a smile: "That won't work, simply opening a video is not worth a transaction."

"You again..." Song Ziyan stopped, curled his lips, "Got it."

He was too lazy to talk to Bai Yanqing, and he always said that he couldn't win.

Song Ziyan hung up the phone, turned on the lights in the room, and took the initiative to make a video call. The light on Bai Yanqing's side was obviously not good.

"Uncle Yanqing, are you outside?"

"On the terrace."

Song Ziyan said oh.

Bai Yanqing heard a cat meowing and asked him, "Winter is on your bed?"

Song Ziyan nodded, turned the rear camera, and captured the picture of Dong Tuan at the end of the bed.

"It's a good fortune. Turn around, I'm not interested in looking at it."

"It's not interested in watching you either."

Bai Yanqing couldn't help laughing, and chatted without mentioning what he learned from Su Yu.

There's no need to worry about this kind of thing to Song Ziyan.

After chatting for a few minutes, Bai Yanqing saw that Song Ziyan was really sleepy, but he didn't forget to tease him before the end.

"Yanyan, do you think I want to see where you are when I start the video with you?"

"...Look, look at the feet."

Bai Yanqing smiled wearily: "No."

"...Look at your hands.—You're saying that again."

"Nor."

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm really going to sleep."

Bai Yanqing laughed softly, looked at the screen, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "You don't think... I want to see your son, do you?"

Snapped.

Song Ziyan hung up the video.

Bai Yanqing laughed for a long time, and sent him a message while walking: "Will you go to the dubbing studio with me tomorrow?"

Song Ziyan: No, I have something to do tomorrow.

Bai Yanqing: What's the matter.

Song Ziyan: It's none of your business.

Song Ziyan: Also, Uncle Yanqing, from now on, don't say anything serious to me.

Bai Yanqing: What can I do.

Song Ziyan: ︶︿︶Bai Yanqing: Otherwise, every time I say something in the future, you will try to stop me?

Song Ziyan: How to stop it.

Bai Yanqing: Kiss me?

Song Ziyan: ...

Song Ziyan: I think too much.Go to sleep.

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