At 17, you were still a young and tender flesh, how can it be compared with now!

  "If it weren't for the wrong place, I would have taken care of you in the car this morning." His scorching lips grazed her neck and searched upwards for the sweet-scented corners of her mouth. "Luckily, Chang Ye came to pick me up, or that flame would still be burning until he arrived. Even if you didn't come now, I was thinking of going to find you at noon."

  "...Song Yu didn't ask either, if he went to find her at noon, he would probably take her directly to the hotel."

  Just for this kind of thing, he specially went to find her at noon, is he really okay?

  At this confusing moment, I heard the rustling sound of documents being swept off the office desk, and then I was hugged onto the table by him.

  Before she could react, he had pressed himself against her. Her back was against the cold office desk, and despite the thin blouse separating them, the chill of the desk couldn't be blocked out, but soon warmed up.

  "Wait a moment..." As he was about to arrive at the port, she pushed him and said, "Be careful."

  Zi Cheng's face was buried in her neck, taking a deep breath before slowly lifting his body, stretching out his long arm to the side and opening the drawer, then pulling out a package of aluminum foil.

  Song Yu didn't expect him to still be in the office preparing this, his face turned red, and his soft fingertips poked at his chest, "What are you doing preparing this in the office?"

  Knowing he won't make trouble, but being here, she couldn't help but feel a bit reckless from the bottom of her heart, and just wanted to ask him something.

  "I've long wanted to do this with you in the office, believe it or not?" He chuckled softly, his throat trembling along with it.

  Song Yu's face turned bright red, looking at that serious and introverted appearance, how could he always think of such shameless things!

  As a result, she was pressed under the office desk by him and turned over and over again.

  At halfway point, he suddenly lifted her up and slammed her down on the table, flipping her over so she was lying on her stomach, then pushed her from behind like that.

  The way he entered made her a bit flustered, and she involuntarily stretched out her hand to touch him in order to calm down, but it only made him thrust even deeper, with the two of them dripping sweat all over the office desk.

  ……

  ……

  Finally, Song Yu was lazily lying in Qi Chengzhi's arms without any strength.

  He sat contentedly in the swivel chair, reclined it back and lay on it, embracing Song Yu, gently rubbing her.

  Looking down at her rosy face, with a misty haze still lingering in her eyes, she snuggled into his arms, looking adorable and endearing.

  He couldn't help but kiss her forehead, kiss her eyes, and his thin, hot lips rubbed all over her face.

  The two of them squeezed onto one chair, entwining especially tightly.

  Chi Cheng couldn't help but hold her tighter, feeling the force wrapped around his waist. Song Yu's hands, which were originally pressed against his chest, suddenly raised up and circled around his neck, lifting her head to recall the purpose of her visit.

  But unexpectedly, Qi Cheng spoke up first: "You said you came over to discuss something, but it seems like there aren't any recent problems with the project."

  Song Yu nodded and said: "It's Jian Yi, he deceived me saying it was official business. After I came over, he told me again that it was because you wanted to transfer him to France, saying that you were guilty of something."

  Song Yu told Qi Chengzhi what Jian Yi had said to her in simple terms.

  "He came to see me before you arrived and refused to go to France." Zi Chengzhi said lightly, his fingertips entwining her hair ends, curling up a little, then releasing, repeating the motion.

  "After I left his office, I ran into Qi Chengyue and she told me some things." She looked up at him.

  His action of twisting her hair tip paused, his thick eyebrows slightly twisted, and he lowered his voice with some displeasure: "What did she say to you again?"

  "There's nothing wrong with that." Her soft fingertips unconsciously drew light circles on the back of his neck, picking up the thin sweat on the back of his neck, and her finger backs were occasionally brushed by his short hair tips, making him feel a slight itch.

  "It was when I was thirteen years old that I fell into the water. All these years, I had always thought it was Jian Yi who saved me." Song Yu said, "But now I just found out that at that time, you were also there, and it seemed like you were the one who saved me, but actually it was someone else."

  She looked up at him and didn't wait for his response, remembering the sarcastic look on Qi Cheng's face when he raised an eyebrow, she also raised an eyebrow, "Why didn't you ever tell me?"

  "Was it because of that incident that you liked Jian Yi for so many years?" He tightened his arm around her.

  Song Yu felt a little embarrassed and had a feeling of being ridiculed for liking the wrong person.

  "I didn't know you thought the one who saved you was Jian Yi," he said, his low and husky voice seeming to carry a hint of disappointment, or maybe she just misheard.

  "That morning I was in a rush to catch the plane, and at least someone would have told you." He said, silently sighing in his heart.

  "It's a pity I was unconscious at that time, or else I really want to know what it feels like for 13-year-old me to be held by 22-year-old you." She let out a slightly regretful sigh and buried her face in his chest, sniffing the scent on him and gently rubbing against him like a cat dependent on its owner.

  "Aren't you in my arms now?" He chuckled softly.

  "That's different, you're now a 35-year-old old man, but at 22 years old, you were still the tender meat of youth!" Song Yu clicked her tongue twice, and her soft small hands rubbed his sturdy chest with some regret, "At that time, you were still a young fresh meat, how can it be compared to now?!"

  Qī Chéngzhī pulled down his face and pinched her waist hard, "Are you looking down on me because of my age?"

  "Ouch, you're so petty!" Song Yu immediately pinched his waist in retaliation and then twisted away, about to leave.

  "What's the point of going?" He pulled her back again.

  "You're so petty, you pinched me to death, why should I still be here?" Song Yu grasped his wrist, about to pull his hand away.

  "Of course, Qi Cheng couldn't let go, holding her in a circle and rubbing the places she had pinched, 'Don't fuss, you've already pinched back, haven't you? Let me rub it for you, I didn't use much strength just now.'"

  "Then take a look yourself." Song Yu lifted his undershirt, revealing his slender waist, and on his pale skin appeared red marks. "Men, when we first got together, you were so gentle with me, not to mention pinching, even touching me with force was something you wouldn't do, now look at what's happening, saying pinch and then actually doing it."

  Qī Chéngzhī smiled faintly and snorted, "How dare you say that to me? In the past, you were so gentle, but now your temper is getting worse and worse. You didn't dare talk back like this before."

  Song Yu's face turned red, and this time she didn't want to leave again. Anyway, the previous act of wanting to walk away was just a show, and she hadn't thought about really making things awkward with him.

  Although he pinched that red mark on her waist just now, it didn't actually hurt. He had always been controlling the force and didn't dare to pinch her painfully.

  So Song Yu acted like a kitten again, rubbing against him and snuggling into his arms, rubbing against his chest, "Give me a massage."

  Zi Chengzhi couldn't help but laugh, and gave her a massage on her waist. Not only did he press the spot where she was sore, but also because of the way he had tossed her around earlier, making her waist ache terribly. He took advantage of the situation to give her a massage.

  Song Yu was pressed by him comfortably, and Bai Xi's cheeks were flushed with pink. Her gentle and delicate face also showed a joyful expression, her eyes half-closed, revealing an indescribably charming appearance.

  But was suddenly tapped by Qi Chengzhi, and then heard him whispering in her ear, his voice husky: "Do you think I'm too old? Then is my lower body the same age as me?"

  Song Yu's face suddenly turned bright red, but he still held onto her tightly, and this feeling combined with his words was simply shameless.

  He patted his chest lightly, but then heard him say: "At my age, I can still make you half dead and half alive. If it were when I was young, could you have survived?"

  "Shameless!" Song Yu turned his face away, burying it in his chest, refusing to look at him.

  When Ke Qi Cheng lowered his head, he could still see that the back of her neck had already turned a lovely shade of red, and he couldn't help but wonder how red her face must be.

  She has always been very particular about things that are much bigger than herself and will not let go once she grabs onto the issue.

  His lips grazed her delicate skin on her neck and he murmured: "Do you mind that I'm older?"

  Song Yu gritted his teeth and lowered his head, neither looking up nor responding.

  He only saw the tender skin on her neck, and his emotions stirred as he kissed her repeatedly, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. Her helpless appearance moved him deeply, and with a stealthy movement, he unzipped her pants and entered her.

  Song Yu was shocked and took a deep breath, he never thought he would say that, coming straight to the point without even saying hello, his body trembling violently as he pushed forward.

  "Am I very old?" he urged.

  Song Yu couldn't take it anymore and grabbed his collar, surrendering: "Not big."

  "Am I big?" He lowered his head and asked in her ear, rubbing against the root of her ear.

  Song Yu didn't realize it for a while, but after that forceful push, he finally came to his senses, his face flushing red. He didn't care about the strength and punched him back, "You shameless thing!"

  Zi Cheng's gentle laughter brushed away the strands of hair stuck to her forehead and cheeks, revealing her delicate and lovely small face.

  He lowered his head, leaned in close to her ear and sniffed and licked it, "If you knew it was me who saved you back then, would you have started liking me from that moment on?"

  Song Yu hummed twice, "If I had liked you from that time on, you might not have thought of me as good, and would have forgotten about me long ago. You men don't know how to cherish what comes easily to hand."

  He held her tightly in his arms, his lips pressed against the top of her hair, and whispered: "If I like it, I've been determined from the start."

  Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered Qi Chengyue's words.

  "At the time, I thought it was a coincidence, but now that I think about it, I'm afraid my older brother was following you back then. The places in Yannan City that were said to be for him to practice his skills, were actually chosen by my older brother, but there are many places to practice, how come he just happened to go to the lake on a cold day?"

  But think about it, at that time she was only thirteen years old, and for Zhi Cheng, she was just a little girl, how could he possibly like her.

  "Zi Cheng Zhi." Song Yu couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked, "When exactly did you start liking me? Don't say it was after many years when we met again, and you fell in love with me at first sight. My appearance hasn't changed, if you liked me, wouldn't you have liked me earlier?"

  Qicheng looked at her for a moment and then said: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

  "......" Song Yu silently stared at him, didn't he think this topic was switched too abruptly?

  "Shall we eat out or here?" he asked again.

  Song Yu looked at the two people's wrinkled shirts and thought, how can they go out like this?

  "Eat here."

  Then Qi Chengzhi turned his chair around, stretched out his long arm to pick up the receiver and ordered takeout for the Wang Dynasty from Cheng Dong Ge.

  After he finished speaking and hung up the phone, Song Yu didn't plan to let him get away with it either. "You haven't answered me yet."

  "What was that?" Qi Chengzhi's expression was calm, as if he had forgotten her question just now, his fingers unconsciously playing with her hair.

  Song Yu sighed and said, "Forget it."

  Actually, thinking about it, it doesn't make sense to dwell on when he started liking her, anyway he likes her now.

  Zi Chengzhi looked at her for a while before saying: "Angry again?"

  "No." Song Yu smoothed her hair and stood up.

  He still wouldn't let go, Song Yu said: "Stop messing around, come send the gift later and see what we look like."

  Chi Cheng then let her go and watched as she ran to the other end trying to smooth out her shirt.

  He didn't want to say it wasn't that he couldn't say it, how could he tell her that he had been in love with her since childhood?

  What if she thinks he's changed?

  Zi Cheng quietly tidied up his clothes, took out his phone and opened the selfie mode. His face appeared on the screen.

  He looked left and right, straightened his face, and put on a reserved expression.

  "What are you doing?" Song Yu tidied up her clothes, which were still a bit wrinkled but much better than before. She turned around to see Qi Chengzhi staring at his phone, seemingly taking a photo of something.

  Zi Chengzhi immediately turned off the camera and put down his phone, calmly saying: "Let's take a look at the financial news."

  Song Yu: "......"

  ……

  ……

  They finished lunch, and Qi Chengzhi originally wanted Song Yu to stay with him here, but Song Yu insisted on going back to the company, so he didn't insist anymore and drove Song Yu back.

  On the way, Song Yu received a call from Yu Qianying, asking them to go home for dinner.

  "Mom, wait a minute, I'll ask him if he has anything tonight." Song Yu covered the receiver and turned to Qi Chengzhi and said, "Do you want to go over there tonight?"

  Zi Cheng nodded, "Tonight there are no social engagements, and there's not much work, can leave on time, can go over."

  "Mom, let's go back, okay." Unaware of what Yu Qianying said on the other end of the phone, Song Yu smiled and glanced at Qi Chengyi, "He likes to eat sour and spicy flavors, such as boiled meat slices, white-cut chicken, flavored shrimp. Oh, he especially loves to eat numbing oil wheat shoots, and also sea urchin, he really enjoys eating seafood."

  After hanging up the phone, Song Yu smiled and said: "My mom asked what dishes you like to eat."

  ……

  ……

  In the evening, Qi Chengzhi stepped out of the elevator and called Song Yu: "Hmm, I've already finished work, come pick you up. Of course, can't be late, your mom will see me, definitely a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, the more she looks, the more she likes."

  Jian Yi walked out of the elevator and bumped into Qi Cheng Zhi who was coming out from the adjacent elevator, hearing his voice on the phone.

  Zi Chengyue asked for leave in the afternoon and stayed at home all day.

  At noon, he saw Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu leaving the company together. Their clothes were still a bit wrinkled when looked at closely. Qi Chengzhi was holding Song Yu's hand, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings, with an affectionate expression that pierced his eyes.

  Then, I heard from other colleagues in the company that Song Yu was in Qi Chengzhi's office at noon.

  When they gossiped, their tone was ambiguous. Considering that both of them had wrinkled clothes, Jian Yi couldn't help but guess what the two had done in the office.

  And Song Yu's face was still flushed, with a dazed look in her eyes.

  At that time, he almost bit his teeth off, staring at Song Yu's back in a daze.

  At this moment, I heard Qi Chengzhi making a phone call to Song Yu, and from the tone of their conversation, it seemed that even Yu Qianying had accepted him and was treating him like a son-in-law.

  Jian Yi seemed to be in a daze, following behind Qi Cheng and getting into his own Cayenne.

  Kaiyan was with Qi Chengyue when she got married, and he had to give her a car as a gift. At that time, he let him choose, but somehow he thought of Qi Cheng's Range Rover, the black car looked deep and steady, just like Qi Cheng's temperament.

  It was a coincidence that he also wanted to buy an SUV, but didn't want to be like Qi Chengzhi, and finally chose this Cayenne.

  He saw Qi Chengzhi's car start moving forward, his hands tightly grasped the steering wheel, and his eyes were a little red.

  What makes this man think he can have whatever he wants?

  Born into a noble family, he has already won at the starting line, and now he has also gained Song Yu.

  He returned with Qi Chengyue after their honeymoon and went to the Song's house a few days later. Yu Qianying was still polite to him, but also somewhat difficult to mention that she welcomed him again, however if he still had some thoughts about Song Yu, then it would be inappropriate.

  And also said they have accepted Qi Chengzhi and think Song Yu is getting along well with Qi Chengzhi now.

  In short, it's also a hint of simplicity and ease. In the future, in order to avoid awkwardness, it's better not to come again. Song Yu will be unhappy if he knows too.

  Now, Qi Chengzhi wants to transfer him to France again. What right does Qi Chengzhi have to dispose of others at will?

  Inadvertently, his love and pride were taken away by Qi Chengzhi.

  In front of him, Jian Yi felt so powerless and forever looked down upon.

  He got angrier and angrier, unknowingly stepping on the accelerator nonstop, and the car head violently crashed into Qi Chengzhi's rear.

  Chi Cheng had no preparation at all and was preparing to turn, but was hit by Jian Yi, causing a tailspin. The rear end of the car also collided with the car on the adjacent lane.

  Under such a continuous impact, Qi Cheng's forehead first hit the steering wheel and then was thrown to the side window glass.

  Zi Cheng was dazed from the impact, took a deep breath, opened the car door and got out. He happened to see Jian Yi walking down too, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up and took a puff, narrowing his eyes as he looked at him.

  "Sorry, I was a bit distracted while driving." Jian Yi said lightly, exhaling cigarette smoke.

  The driver who was involved in the incident got out of his car, furious, and shouted at Jian Yi: "How do you drive! You dare to drive distracted? Are you tired of living? Don't drag others down with you!"

  "This kind of rear-end collision, let's get the traffic police to handle it." As for this passerby, Jian Yituo didn't take him seriously, took a puff of smoke and flicked off the ash.

  "What the f**k are you pretending to be!" The man cursed and took out his phone to call the police.

  Jian Yi glanced at Qi Cheng and leaned against the door of the car.

  The rear of the car was dented by his collision, and it no longer had its former domineering aura. Jian Yi He Xin took a drag on his cigarette, feeling relieved.

  "Sorry, won't keep you from your business?"

  Qī Chéngzhī shot him a sarcastic glance, made a phone call to Chéng Dōng Gé, and had Cháng Lì drive the company car out.

  Jian Yi stood beside him smoking a cigarette, listening to his phone call, with a forehead that was almost cracked open, yet he still had the nerve to pretend to be calm and collected!

  Before the traffic police arrived, Cheng Dongge had already followed Chang Yan together.

  Seeing the dented Range Rover and then looking at Qi Chengzhi's disfigured face, both of them were shocked.

  "Be careful!" Cheng Dong Ge took out a handkerchief, "Your forehead——"

  Qī Chéng took over the tissues, not paying much attention, and instructed: "You stay here to deal with the accident, Chang Li, take me to pick up Song Yu."

  "Cheng Xiao, it's better for you to go to the hospital and have your injury treated," said Cheng Dongge.

  In general, Qi Chengzhi's injury was not serious. He received two consecutive impacts and his forehead was only slightly scratched, without bleeding too much. However, after using a paper towel to absorb the blood, it continued to ooze out.

  It's just a matter of bumping into something, but it can be big or small. Just looking at the situation with the steering wheel, you can tell that the impact force is not small. If there's a concussion or something, it would be troublesome.

  "No need for such trouble," said Qi Chengzhi, "Chang Lai, go drive."

  Watching Qi Chengzhi get on the car, Jian Yi coldly threw the cigarette to the ground, extinguished it, and his eyes remained fixed on Qi Chengzhi.

  ……

  ……

  Song Yu had been waiting by the road all along. By rights, Qi Chengzhi should have arrived a moment ago, but she hadn't seen his figure yet.

  Instead, a Mercedes-Benz S400 slowly came to a stop in front of her.

  Song Yu didn't think much of it and thought it was just a coincidence that they stopped here, but then he saw Chang Yi getting off the carriage.

  "Miss Song."

  "Really?" Song Yu was somewhat surprised, "Where is your president?"

  If Qi Chengzhi has something on and can't make it, he should give her a call.

  "The president is in the car, just had an accident, the Wing Loong was hit, so I drove to send the president over." Chang explained.

  Song Yu's face changed suddenly after hearing this, and he quickly opened the back door and went in. Seeing that Qi Chengzhi was sitting there safely, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

  She didn't know what she was nervous about either, and often said that if Ziqi Zheng was on the bus, it meant he was fine.

  But when she heard the two words "car accident", her heart still skipped a beat and her mind was in disarray.

  "Are you saying you got into a car accident? Were you-"

  Before he could finish the word "hurt", Song Yu saw the wound on his forehead, no blood gushing out dramatically, but still some scattered blood on the surface.

  "You're hurt, why don't you go to the hospital!" Seeing the wound on his forehead, Song Yu became anxious.

  "Didn't I say I'd come pick you up? It's just a minor injury, didn't want to worry you." He said, using a paper towel to press against the wound and absorb the blood that had just started to ooze out.

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