sweet candy

Chapter 69
"what?"

Song Xixi was stunned.

Tang Zhihuan pulled her over, his palm slowly moved up along Song Xixi's arm, touched her shoulder, supported her neck, and brought her forward.

Song Xixi's heartbeat was out of order for several beats, and the current beating may be just to prove that she is still alive.

Tang Zhihuan leaned over and kissed Song Xixi on the lips.

After repeating it several times, it is no longer superficial.

A pair of embracing figures were reflected on the brown floor, and with a "pop", the shopping bag that Song Xixi was holding on to her finger fell down.

In the quiet room, the sound was very abrupt.

The shopping bag fell on the floor, and Yu Cha's gift was thrown out, no one cared at the moment.

Tang Zhihuan didn't even look at her, all his eyes were on Song Xixi in front of him, he put his arms around her and hugged her horizontally, Song Xixi subconsciously hooked her shoulders.

This was the second time he hugged Song Xixi like this, the first time when they met, he bumped into her.

The moment they were picked up, the eyes of the two collided. Song Xixi's eyes were tense, and her lips that had been baptized by a man were bright, like jelly that had just been torn from the package.

"Tang Zhihuan..."

When she spoke, her voice was extremely soft, and the man's eyes darkened by two points.

"is it okay?"

"..." Song Xixi lowered her head shyly, her hands clasping his shoulders were wet with sweat.

There was a "bang" on the door, and the man kicked it shut. The person in his arms shuddered, and his panicked eyes were watery, and they stared blankly at the man's pensive black eyes.

She was gently carried to bed by Tang Zhihuan.

Black T-shirts and shirts fell to the ground.

……

With a "squeak—", the drawer of the bedside table was pulled open, and there was the sound of tearing the packing bag.

This night is very long.

Whether it's Tang Zhihuan.

Or Song Xixi.

……

Early the next morning, the master bedroom was beautiful.

There was a faint smell in the air, and the clothes of the two were scattered on the brown floor.

As soon as the alarm clock rang, the cold eyes slowly opened, feeling depressed in the morning.

The woman in her arms was disturbed by the alarm clock, she murmured dissatisfiedly, and buried herself deeply in the man's arms.

Tang Zhihuan smiled softly and brushed away Song Xixi's messy hair: "Xixi, I have to go to work today."

"work!"

As soon as Song Xixi heard the word "go to work", her eyes opened immediately, and she sat up with a "huh".

And the thin and soft quilt slipped off the two of them.

The man looked down, and there were a few red spots on her collarbone, which were not particularly obvious.

"Ah..." Song Xixi hurriedly picked up the quilt, her cheeks were burning hot.

She just believed Yu Cha's nonsense about Tang Zhihuan...

Looking at her shy posture, Tang Zhihuan couldn't help rubbing her messy hair: "I'll go to the bathroom to wash up first, get dressed quickly, maybe it's too late for breakfast, go downstairs and buy two buns."

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt directly, picked up his own clothes on the floor, and took a clean suit from the wardrobe into the bathroom to change.

When Tang Zhihuan entered the bathroom, Song Xixi couldn't help but thumped his back with his hand, wrapped in the quilt, picked up his clothes and put them on.

Looking at the used Okamoto in the trash can, she blushed, packed the trash bag, and opened half a window for ventilation.

After cleaning up, she took the trash to the living room, brushed her teeth and washed her face in the bathroom next to the kitchen.

Her upper body was wearing a black T-shirt, and the traces on her collarbone could be seen faintly, her face flushed red again and again.

After washing up, the man was already standing in the living room, well-dressed.

Seeing her come out, he smiled softly at her.

Song Xixi lowered her head subconsciously, and her heart beat slightly faster.

Tang Zhihuan walked over naturally, took her little hand, and went out with the garbage bag she had brought to the living room.

"and many more."

"Ok?"

"The gift of Yu Cha I bought is still on the floor of the guest room..."

Song Xixi trotted over to pick it up, and kept that pajamas in that position for a whole night, Song Xixi picked it up and put it in a bag, avoiding the man's smiling eyes.

After throwing out the trash on the first floor, Tang Zhihuan took out a key from his pocket and gave it to Song Xixi: "The key to my house."

"What do you do for me?"

"Come here often."

Song Xixi blushed, but silently took the key and put it in the bag.

(End of this chapter)