At this moment, under Yan Zhuo's unconscious fire, Song Yan finally couldn't bear it any longer. He buried his head deeply in Yan Zhuo's shoulder, half aggrieved, half forbearance, "Yan Zhuo—"

Yan Zhuo was tickled by his short, hard hair, holding back a smile and said "um".

Song Yan pulled down the chain of his trousers and put his hand inside.

"Can you?" he said politely and roguely. "Give it to me..."

Chapter 68 The story will end, but love will not

fallen.

Yan Zhuo has fallen. He originally wanted to counterattack, but gradually softened under Song Yan's offensive.

"It can't be like this," Yan Zhuo raised his claws in his final struggle, "I want to be on it."

"Delusional."

Song Yan grabbed both of his wrists, lowered his head and bit his neck, sucking gently. don't know who instilled such unreliable thoughts into Yan Zhuo. Oh, it's just... whimsical.

Yan Zhuo was inexplicably sad and angry, struggling desperately not to let Song Yan continue.

"Ni Zongkai," he said angrily, "Shi Ke kills no shame, if you don't let me be on top today, don't do it!"

Song Yan was going to be mad at him, but said helplessly: "Be good, don't be self-willed, you won't."

"Why not!" Yan Zhuo retorted, "Have you never seen a pig run before eating pork?"

After confronting for a long time, Song Yan was also depressed. He turned over on the bed and compromised to Yan Zhuo: "Then come on..."

When Yan Zhuo heard this, he immediately became excited, and the cells all over his body were screaming.

Ah ah ah, he was excited to lie down and licked Song Yan's earlobe.

Yan Zhuo thought about where he was going to start while picking up his clothes.

...

After a long time, after admiring Song Yan's whole body, Yan Zhuo finally said embarrassingly, "You should come... I, I won't."

Pig running is not so easy either.

He was afraid that he would hurt Song Yan.

Song Yan turned his head, as if he had expected it, and said lightly: "This is your choice, it's not that I didn't give you a chance."

Yan Zhuo nodded dumbly, he thought, in fact, it is also very comfortable down there.

...

...

If you talk about the experience of back pain, then Yan Zhuo must have the most say.

He looked at Song Yan, who was sleeping soundly, and wanted to kick him in the face.

Song Yan was so angry with him that he couldn't do it again and again.

Do it three times a night without thinking about "sustainability" at all.

"Huh." Yan Zhuo felt extremely pitiful as he rubbed his sore waist.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, and Yan Zhuo simply pinched his nose with his hand to prevent him from breathing.

"Smother you, suffocate you."

Song Yan was sleeping soundly, when he woke him up, in a daze, he put his arms around him and hugged him, Yan Zhuo gave a "uh" and said angrily, "What are you trying to do again?!"

Song Yan was woken up by him loudly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "...What are you doing?"

"...Excessive!" Yan Zhuo said, "Do you know how many times you fucked me last night?"

Although Song Yan had just woken up, her memory was excellent: "Three times."

"..." How could someone be so shameless, Yan Zhuo angrily lifted the thin blanket and got out of bed. After getting out of bed, he picked up the thin blanket and shook the sky.

It was slightly cold in the morning, and Song Yan was exposed to the air with nothing on his body. Looking at the huge space between his legs, Yan Zhuo swallowed.

Depend on! It's this thing, it hurts his ass to this day.

"What? Still want to come?" Song Yan looked at him without blinking, and joked, "You want to squeeze your husband out?"

Yan Zhuo: "What? Who is the husband?"

Song Yan gave a sullen smile: "You are my husband."

"..."

"Come on, my husband will put a ring on you." Song Yan took out a small box from the bedside table.

He put the ring on Yan Zhuo.

Song Yan said: "There is no need to pick them again in the future."

Yes, their relationship has been clear, everyone knows what they should know, and it doesn't matter if they don't know.

From now on, except for the fact that they can't enter the other's household registration book, they are no different from getting married.

Yan Zhuo's heart was hot, and he was tired of holding Song Yan for a while.

Song Yan rested his head on his shoulder and said coaxingly, "Baby, shall we go tomorrow afternoon?"

Song Yan's studio was also busy, and they said they were in a hurry to leave, but they hadn't decided how many numbers they wanted to leave Nancheng. Now, only after Song Yan's reminder did Yan Zhuo seriously consider this matter.

"Okay..." Yan Zhuo said, "But before I leave, I have to say goodbye to Zhou Yangdao and let him know."

"Didn't you guys drink together last night?"

Speaking of this Yan Zhuo, he gets angry, and it's all to blame for that Lao Shizijiu, he is not a sheep.

He said angrily: "I'm happy, our relationship is rock solid, you can manage it."

Song Yan tasted: "I am important to him?"

"You." Yan Zhuo didn't hesitate. He looked at Song Yan's handsome eyebrows, this was the person he wanted the most, and fortunately, the person he wanted the most also wanted him the most.

That's more or less. Song Yan pursed her lips, her heart was as sweet as if she had been soaking in a honey pot for a long time.

When he was young, he had always been alone, and even if he had Meng Cheng and Jiao Jingwei later, he always felt that something was missing. But now, he was holding Yan Zhuo in his arms, even if Yan Zhuo didn't say anything, the two of them stayed just like that, and he was infinitely satisfied. Holding the person in his arms, he is like holding his own world.

Saying goodbye is a difficult thing. It seems that since Yan Zhuo was born sensible, he has been saying goodbye constantly.

It starts with his mother and ends with his father.Now, he wants to say goodbye to Zhou Yang again.

In fact, he is a person who is very emotional and afraid of leaving. If he can, he hopes that he will never have to say goodbye to others.

"Tsk tsk," Zhou Yang teased as soon as he saw him, "Look at the strawberry print on your neck. Was the battle so intense last night?"