Time and you are my fault

"Okay, I promise you."

"Still angry?" He held her cheeks and looked at her seriously.

Chuy started, "I don't want to see you now, you go out to sleep tonight."

Zong Yanzu, "..."

After sighing silently, he said a little aggrieved, "There's only this one bedroom, and I'm going to sleep on the sofa?"

Seeing that she didn't respond, he hugged the pillow and walked out, "Okay, I'll sleep on the sofa."

The door closed, and the anger in her heart subsided a little.

But until he calmed down, he lay on the bed but tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Is she too sensitive, or too insecure.

Now that there is only one Song Lan, she will become terrified. In the future, how many Song Lans will there be?
When it was close to twelve o'clock, the sound of rain hitting the glass came from the window.

She stood by the window and watched for a while, and the sound of the rain was getting louder and louder.

Although the house is equipped with a constant temperature system, you can sleep on the sofa at night, will you catch a cold?
Thinking that she was worrying about him again, she tapped her forehead in disbelief.

He hugged a quilt and went downstairs lightly.

The man lying on the sofa seemed to be asleep, and the high floor-to-ceiling windows let in a faint light, making his facial features hidden in the darkness.

She unfolded the quilt and carefully covered him.

She didn't go upstairs directly, but sat on the carpet with her knees curled up, watching him quietly.

I started watching it at the age of 13, and I have been watching it for more than ten years, and I don't feel bored.

She raised her hand slightly, touched his eyebrows, and said softly, "I didn't mean to lose my temper with you."
The man's hand on his stomach clenched silently.

"It's mine, so others can't covet it. Not in the past, not now, and even less in the future." Her tone was a little aggressive.

In the darkness, the corner of the man's mouth curved.

Suddenly he felt a burst of sweet breath rushing towards his face, and his eyelashes trembled.

Then warm lips kissed the corner of his lips.

She secretly kissed him while he was asleep?

This recognition made the man's heart swell instantly.

Just as her lips were about to leave, his hand pulled out from under the quilt and clasped the back of her neck, deepening the kiss.

Chu Yi was taken aback, and immediately realized that she was caught secretly kissing him in the middle of the night, and her face flushed with embarrassment.

"You... um!" She struggled hard, but was turned over by the man and pressed down on the sofa.

The fiery kiss fell without leaving any room for resistance.

She was forced to bear it, but whimpered and uttered a few words.

"You pretended to be asleep...overhearing...well...shameless!"

The man's kiss was heavy and deep every time, spreading down the corner of the mouth and jaw.

Chu Yi felt that his soul was about to be sucked out by him, holding his head, "Zong Yanzu!"

His hand was pressed on the sofa by his hot palm, and he couldn't move an inch.

In the darkness, she could hear the sound of the rain outside the house, and he could also hear his burning and heavy breathing, leaving marks on her skin.

"Stop kissing!" She raised her head vigorously, and finally fell into his tenderness.

Lying on the sofa, a thin layer of sweat oozes from his back, his eyes stare at the hollow roof, the pupils shrink slightly, and at a certain moment the pupils suddenly dilate.

She bit her lip carefully, and after a long time, the breath that could not be slowed came out of her nostrils.

"Yi." His hoarse voice came.

Her soul slowly returned to its place, but she couldn't speak a word.

"I'm yours and always will be."

The strong kiss covered her again.

Chu Yi felt that she was going to die here tonight.

Why did she go to the trouble of giving him a quilt?
It wouldn't matter if he was frozen all night, he should be allowed to freeze!

But if there is no if, she not only came, but also put herself here.

It was eaten dry and wiped clean, and almost gnawed until there were no bones left.

the next day.

Chu Yi couldn't get up without saying anything, lying on the bed and failing to get up several times.

Her whole body seemed to have been disassembled and reassembled, but it was not reassembled.

Last night...was crazy...

She can still remember the words he whispered in her ear.

"It's worth dying on you."

The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she became, and buried her face in the quilt, only revealing a pair of rippling eyes.

When the door was pushed open, Zong Yanzu walked in with dry clothes.

As soon as he looked up, he saw her reminiscing expression, and couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you getting up yet?"

Chu Yi glared at him, "I can't get out of bed, who's to blame?"

He sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and rubbed her head, "My fault."

"It's not necessarily that you will change." She angrily dragged her clothes into the quilt, staring at him warily.

"I know you man." He said proudly.

Chu Yi avoided his hand, with a serious expression, "Zong Yanqi, you have to learn to control yourself. You are 32 years old, not 23 years old. When you get old, you will become a bald old man with kidney deficiency, so you won't be handsome."

The man's fingers stroked her soft cheeks, and his tone was dangerous, "Kidney deficiency?"

"I mean later, not now!" She hastened to emphasize.

He laughed, leaned down and kissed her forehead, "That's what you want."

Chu Yi was so angry that she poked out a foot from under the quilt to kick him, but her ankle was buckled backwards and she couldn't move.

And this man rubbed his fingertips against her ankle viciously.

Chu Yi was so frightened that she hurriedly begged for mercy, "I want to get dressed, let go!"

After returning from the birthday party last night, it was indeed the most tossing between the two of them, so they stopped teasing her, "Put it on, and I'll take you down for dinner after you put it on."

Chu Yi looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock, so she quickly buried herself in the bed and put on her clothes.

Afterwards, Zong Yanchu really carried her downstairs.

While eating, she looked at the message from her son on the phone and couldn't help but sigh, "Should we go home, we can't live together forever."

"Why not?" He said logically.

Chu Yi put down her chopsticks and said righteously, "We are parents!"

"When I was a child, my parents didn't have time to take care of me, so I left them to the servants." He said it as it should be.

"Then your servant made you look like you have a negative EQ? There are so many girls who like you, and you don't see you smiling with them. I don't want my son to become a little ice cube."

"My son, he wanted to be a heartthrob since he was a child. It would be best to have a childhood sweetheart or something, grow up together, go to school together, fall in love together, get married and have children together, and..."

"Stop." The man pressed his eyebrows with a headache, "After dinner, I'll take you home."

Chu Yi snorted, "Didn't the car be washed?"

She asked that on purpose.

Zong Yanzu looked at her with a half-smile, "I sent it early in the morning, but your husband and I only have one car?"

Chu Yi raised his eyebrows, that's right, he used to have a lot of collected sports cars in his garage.

It's just that he doesn't usually drive a sports car, saying that he is not serious or formal.

As if she suddenly thought of something, she raised her head and asked with a smile, "President Zongda, there are so many cars, why don't you lend me one to drive?"

"Borrow?" The man chewed the word playfully, "What's mine is yours."

"I know, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is mine, so give me a sports car, and I'm going to do something." She suddenly gained confidence, leaned back on the back of the chair, folded her arms, and raised her arms. jaw.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

Chuy pointed to the sapphire necklace on the coffee table, "Return it to its original owner."