After the two kissed passionately for a while, Xia Lin groped and unfastened his seatbelt, then rolled over and straddled Song Yan's legs.

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

He raised his head and looked at the condescending Xia Lin, and said in a low voice, "Xia Lin, you are playing with fire."

Xia Lin raised the corner of his mouth and smiled silently, then put his hands on Song Yan's cheeks, lowered his head and kissed his lips again.

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

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

So beautiful... Song Yan sincerely praised in his heart, which was a hundred times more amazing than the brilliance of the rising sun.

After an unknown amount of time, the two reluctantly ended the long kiss. The moment their eyes met, Xia Lin's eyes were rippling, and his eyes were as silky as silk, and the lips were swollen and tender.

Song Yan felt that a certain part of his body had begun to burst with blood, and the arrogant cock in his body was about to burst out.

However, Xia Lin slowly bowed down. He came and whispered in his ear: "I won't go back today, will I go to your house?"

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

Just as he was about to nod his head and say "Okay", he suddenly thought of a possibility, and suddenly an alarm bell rang in his mind.

He pinched his conscious leg, coughed lightly, moved his body back, and opened the distance between him and Xia Lin.

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

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

Looking at Xia Ling again, he showed a helpless and wry smile: "Xia Lin, you are. Are you playing tricks on me?"

Xia Lin was stunned for a moment after his question, and the spring color in his eyes gradually faded.

He maintained the posture of sitting astride Song Yan's lap, looked at Song Yan quietly for a long time, and sighed regretfully, "It's all in vain.

Song Yan clutched his chest and said, "My heart hurts, you actually seduce me just for this. It's a shame that I was still struggling in my head just now. If I want to do it here, what body position should I use, riding style? "

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

"It's not enough to pretend to be asleep. It's just that I don't sleep deeply. I woke up when you said the first sentence.

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

However, Xia Lin didn't have the time to appease his glass heart: "I don't understand, what is hidden in your house, you can't even let me enter the door to see it."

"It's nothing great," Song Yan said ambiguous, "just some...: experimental equipment."

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

"This." Song Yan thought about the reason for refusal.

"Forget it." Xia Lin looked out of the car window with little interest, and said expressionlessly, "Go back, it's just like the sunrise."

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

Xia Lin turned his face away and didn't look at him: "What can I be angry with? I'm trying my best. I haven't succeeded in seducing you. It seems that I only have that little weight in your heart."

Song Yan couldn't help laughing, so he raised his hands and surrendered: "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 Old House is a three-storey villa located in a villa area developed more than ten years ago.

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

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

"Yeah," Song Yan said, "most of the people who can buy a villa here are rich people. You know, most of the rich people buy a house not for living, or, after living there, they move to another place. We went to places like our home. This community has been developed for more than ten years, and most of the residents have moved almost there.”

Xia Lin nodded knowingly.

The car drove into the courtyard of Song's house, and before the car stopped, the nanny trotted out and said, "Mr. Song, you are back. You have been out for one night, but you have made me anxious."

Halfway through her words, when she saw Xia Lin Shi Shi Ran get off the passenger seat, she suddenly forgot what she should say in the second half of her sentence.

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

"Hey," the nanny came back to her senses and immediately smiled and said, "The vegetables I bought have been put in the refrigerator, the changed clothes have been folded and put in the closet, and the sanitation on the first and second floors has also been cleaned up. Now, Mr. Song, then I'll go back first, and you can call me if you have something urgent. "

The nanny said, and looked at Xia Lin curiously before packing her things and leaving.

Xia Lin looked blank: "Why is she staring at me like this?

Song Yan smiled and pointed to his clothes: "You said you wouldn't go out for a walk in your pajamas, but didn't you come to my house for a walk in the end?"