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    Chapter 46

    There was a soft click, the door opened, Song Zhen stumbled in, and fell on the bed with Guan Wuqiao. He felt very happy, and his mind was full of small fresh visions, such as two people hugging each other and talking. Kind of like, at least Guan Wuqiao should be gentle, and touch him lightly, right?

    But he was completely wrong.

    From the beginning, he didn't have a chance to say a complete sentence. After that, he even shook his head subconsciously, knelt and fled to the side, but Guan Wuqiao pulled him back. After a while, Song Zhen called out, The abdomen twitched slightly.

    After finally getting through to the end, Song Zhen was sore and dizzy, Guan Wuqiao put his hand on his waist, he subconsciously shook, and whispered, "No, no, no..."

    To his surprise, Guan Wuqiao looked at him silently for a few seconds, then leaned over and kissed him very tenderly.

    Song Zhen's eyes widened unexpectedly, and he kissed back awkwardly. He finally remembered his interrupted longing and wanted to say something to Guan Wuqiao, but Guan Wuqiao just kept hugging him, kissing, the tighter the hug, the tighter he was. The deeper the kiss.

    Feeling tired suddenly, Song Zhen's eyelids became heavier and heavier, he reached out to touch Guan Wuqiao's face, his voice was a little vague.

    "Guan Wuqiao..."

    "What's wrong?" Guan Wuqiao helped him cover the quilt.

    "Aren't you asking why I came back?"

    Guan Wuqiao was silent for a moment, then smiled softly.

    "Because you've always been so headstrong in front of me, haven't you."

    Song Zhen was too sleepy to understand what he meant, and quickly fell asleep.

    When he woke up again, it was almost dark, Song Zhen opened his eyes in confusion, and only remembered where he was after a while, he shook his head, his throat felt itchy, and he couldn't help coughing twice. .

    The bedroom door was pushed open, and Guan Wuqiao came in wearing home clothes, walked to the bed, and looked down at him.

    Song Zhensheng was afraid that Guan Wuqiao would turn his face and not recognize anyone, but Guan Wuqiao looked at him for a while, then suddenly bent down, held his face, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

    "Come and have something to eat."

    Song Zhen was knocked down by a sugar-coated cannonball. He didn't know what to do. He stretched out his arms and hugged his waist, "Why did you go out in the morning?"

    Guan Wuqiao smiled and did not answer.

    Song Zhen didn't ask any further questions. He got out of bed and went to eat. He suddenly ended his single life. He was so happy. look.

    "Suddenly coming back, does it affect your studies?" Guan Wuqiao asked seemingly casually.

    "I took a year off from school." Song Zhen answered honestly.

    "Oh." Guan Wuqiao said, "Can I stay in the country this year?"

    Song Zhen nodded.

    "Have you thought about what happened next?"

    "Not yet..." Song Zhen quickly assured, "I will try not to be separated from you."

    "It doesn't matter." Guan Wuqiao took a tissue and gently wiped the corner of Song Zhen's mouth, "Let's talk about it later, eat well."

    For some reason, Song Zhen feels that Guan Wuqiao seems to have matured a lot. Although he has always been more mature than himself, more than he thinks, but this time, Song Zhen feels that Guan Wuqiao is very different. He can't express this feeling. , can only comfort myself, this is also human nature.

    "Then what have you been busy with recently?" Song Zhen tried to find a topic.

    "Entrepreneurship exhibition, and do other things with friends." Guan Wuqiao said: "I will go back to school after a few days of work. If you are interested, you can take a class with me."

    Song Zhen nodded, trying to suppress a little doubt in his heart. He felt that Guan Wuqiao was quite normal, and he should have thought too much.

    Sure enough, Song Zhen spent two heavenly days here at Guan Wuqiao. There were no conflicts or quarrels between the two of them. His sleep problems improved a lot, and his quality of life was first-rate.

    The problem came two days later. Guan Wuqiao took him to a bar to meet his friends. Song Zhen, a little fool, entered the city and came to the bar for the first time. He followed Guan Wuqiao closely. Guan Wuqiao took his hand and smiled. Reach out and hand him a glass of wine.

    This wine is delicious, Song Zhen is a little drunk, he and Guan Wuqiao are together, there is nothing to worry about, but after getting drunk, he relaxes, leans on the seat and looks to the side, not far away, a handsome guy with flower arms raises his glass to him , Song Zhen pointed at himself in confusion, the handsome man with flower arms smiled and blew a kiss to him.

    Song Zhen turned his head back after realizing it, and found that Guan Wuqiao was looking at him with a smile.

    "He looks like that" Song Zhen's head was full of the name of a little star, but he couldn't remember it, so he shook his head, "Forget it."

    "Do you like it?" Guan Wuqiao touched his head, "Would you like me to get you a contact information?"

    Song Zhen was very relieved. He felt that Guan Wuqiao finally had a sense of humor. He always thought that Guan Wuqiao was very serious before, "I like it, you go, thank you."

    "You're welcome." Guan Wuqiao said.

    It has been more than two hours since he came out of the bar. Song Zhen sat in the co-pilot and stared out the window blankly. After only ten minutes, the car stopped. Song Zhen was helped off by Guan Wuqiao. Bewildered, he asked, "Aren't you going home?"

    "Come back later." Guan Wuqiao took him into the hotel, "I have something to say."

    Fifteen minutes later, Song Zhen was kneeling on the bed, his hands tied by his shirt, unable to move, tears streaming down his face.

    "What I want to say is—" Guan Wuqiao braced his waist again, "You'd better be a little more self-conscious and obedient. Next time, don't say that you like others in front of my face, do you hear me?"

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