Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

After the two kissed passionately for a while, Xia Lin fumbled to unbuckle his seat belt, and then turned over and sat on Song Yan's legs.

Song Yan was surprised for a moment, and then pressed a button on the seat, and the seat immediately slid back, leaving enough room.

He raised his head to look at Xia Lin who was looking down from above, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xia Lin, you are playing with fire."

Xia Lin raised the corners of his mouth and smiled silently, then supported Song Yan's cheek with both hands, lowered his head and kissed his lips again.

The two kissed almost until the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and they had already left the matter of watching the sunrise out of the sky.

When the first ray of sunlight shone on the sea in the early morning, Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that Xia Lin's entire outline was shrouded in the morning light on the sea, demure and soft, yet radiant.

It's so beautiful... Song Yan admired it sincerely in his heart, it was a hundred times more amazing than the brilliance of the rising sun.

I don't know how long it took before the two reluctantly ended the long kiss. The moment their eyes met, Xia Lin's eyes were rippling, winking like silk, and his lips were so red and swollen from the kiss that they were so charming.

Song Yan felt that a certain part of his body had started to spurt blood, and the clamorous desire in his body was about to burst out.

But Xia Lin slowly bent down.He came over and whispered in his ear: "I won't go back today, how about going to your house?"

The voice was so soft that it almost dripped water, and it stirred Song Yan's little self-control.

Just as he was about to nod and say "yes", he suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and the alarm bells in his mind suddenly rang.

He pinched his leg that was still conscious, coughed lightly, moved his body backwards, and widened the distance between himself and Xia Lin.

Xia Lin moved closer, looked at him for a moment, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Song Yan pinched his thigh hard, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the rampant desire in his body.

Looking at Xia Shi once again, he showed a helpless wry smile: "Xia Lin, you are. Are you trying to trick me?"

Xia Linjing was stunned for a moment when he asked this question, and the lingering spring in his eyes gradually faded away.

He maintained the posture of straddling Song Yan's lap, looked at Song Yan silently for a long while, and sighed regretfully: "The success fell short.

Song Yan clutched his chest and said: "My heart hurts so much, you actually came to seduce me just because of this. Thanks to my intense mental struggle just now, if I want to do it here, what position should I use, riding style? "

"You think too much." Xia Lin got off him without hesitation, and sat back in the passenger seat, so you were pretending to be asleep to seduce me from the very beginning? "

"It's not enough to pretend to be asleep, but I'm not a deep sleeper. I woke up when you said the first sentence, so it's just a plan."

Song Yan continued to hold his chest, feeling his heart hurt even more.

However, Xia Lin didn't have the time to comfort his glassy heart: "I don't understand, what kind of thing is hidden in your house, you can't even let me in to see it."

"It's nothing special," Song Yan said ambiguously, "it's just some...: experimental equipment."

Xia Lin showed some interest: "What kind of equipment, let me have a look."

"This." Song Yan scratched his head thinking about the reason for the refusal.

"Forget it." Xia Lin looked out of the car window with a lack of interest, and said expressionlessly, "Go back, the sunrise looks just like that."

Song Yan carefully looked at Xia Lin's face and asked, "Are you angry?"

Xia Lin turned away to look at him: "How could I be angry, I tried my best to show off. I failed to seduce you, it seems that I only have that little weight in your heart."

Song Yan couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, I'll take you there. But you have to promise me that no matter what you see, you can't tell outsiders."

Only then did Xia Lin turn around, with a triumphant smile on his face.

The Song family's old house is a three-story villa located in a villa area developed more than ten years ago.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and the car drove all the way in, but there was no one in sight for a long time.

Xia Lin couldn't help but said: "Your community is a bit too quiet."

"That's right," Song Yan said, "Most of the people who can buy villas here are rich people. You also know that most of the rich people who buy houses don't live in them, or they move to other places after living in them. Some places, such as our house. This community has been developed for more than ten years, and most of the residents have moved almost.”

Xia Lin nodded clearly.

The car drove into the yard of Song's house, before the car stopped, the nanny ran out all the way, and said in his mouth: "Mr. Song, you can be regarded as coming back. You went out all night, but I was very anxious."

She was halfway through the sentence, and seeing Xia Lin Shi Shiran get off the passenger seat, she immediately forgot what she should say in the second half of the sentence.

"I'm sorry for you," Song Yan opened the car window and nodded to the nanny, "I'll give you a day off today, you can go back and rest first."

Hey," the nanny came back to her senses, and immediately beamed with joy, and said, "I put all the vegetables I bought in the refrigerator, and the changed clothes have been folded and put in the closet. The first and second floors have also been cleaned. Okay, Mr. Song, then I'll go back first, call me again if you have something urgent. "

As the nanny said, she looked at Xia Lin curiously, then packed her things and left.

Xia Lin looked bewildered: "What is she staring at me like that?

Song Yan smiled and pointed to his clothes: "I said I wouldn't go out for a stroll in pajamas, so why didn't I just come to my house for a stroll?"