Chapter 23 An Unexpected Kiss

After Shen Yan finished speaking, he asked deliberately, "Don't the smart and talented Miss Song know this truth?"

Of course Song Jinshu knows this truth, but she just asked such a 'stupid' question casually to change the subject, without checking it for a moment, causing her to hesitate now, "I, of course I know this truth, I just want to be active Let's calm down the atmosphere, otherwise it would be so, so embarrassing..."

As she spoke, her voice gradually became softer, and she raised her hand to cover her forehead. She felt that the excuse she had made seemed even more stupid. She suddenly wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

Shen Yan saw that Song Jinshu, who had always been smart and capable, rarely looked so embarrassed, and couldn't help laughing in a low voice, "As expected of you!"

His unclear words made Song Jinshu raise his head immediately. He originally wanted to retaliate against his 'mockery', but he happened to meet his smile. He swallowed back the words he originally wanted to say, and gave a serious and low-pitched suggestion, " You have a beautiful smile, you should smile more!"

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.

Song Jinshu covered his mouth and looked around in panic. How could she suddenly say such a thing? Could Shen Yan misunderstand her again?

The relationship between her and Shen Yan has finally eased a bit. Will he be angry later?

Shen Yan was actually a little surprised. His emotions seemed a bit too exposed today.

The more powerful a person is, the more they will pay attention to controlling their expressions, so that others will not guess their truest thoughts.

A trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He stood up, walked to the wine cabinet behind him, took out a bottle of valuable red wine and two exquisite goblets, and then walked to Song Jinshu, "Would you like some?"

Seeing this, Song Jinshu quickly responded, "I'll just drink a little."

Shen Yan rolled up his sleeves and began to uncork the bottle, sober up and other preparations before drinking in an orderly manner.

Song Jinshu just watched quietly. She cherished the rare harmonious time with him.

After pouring the wine, the two of them raised their glasses and looked at each other, smiled at each other, and drank.

Maybe it's the perfect night, maybe it's the rare harmonious atmosphere, maybe it's because Shen Yan is drunk...

Shen Yan started to tell stories about his school days again, and Song Jinshu was an excellent listener at the moment.

Her expression would change according to the story told by Shen Yan, and only Shen Yan could be reflected in her eyes.

It was late at night in a blink of an eye.

Song Jinshu's biological clock was disrupted, and sleepiness came over her. She suddenly felt that her eyelids were so heavy. She rubbed her eyes to wake up, but she couldn't resist the strong sleepiness, so she fell asleep on the table.

And Shen Yan subconsciously lowered her voice from the moment Song Jinshu closed her eyes, and didn't stop until she fell asleep completely.

Seeing Song Jinshu asleep with the goblet still in his hand, he walked to her cautiously, took the cup out of her hand very gently and put it aside.

As soon as it was placed, Song Jinshu moved.

Shen Yan was still frozen in place for a second because she woke up suddenly. He was relieved when he found that she just changed her movements and didn't wake up.

For some reason, his eyes suddenly fell on her face. Her little face without makeup was now pale and rosy, and her bright red lips were slightly opened and she was breathing regularly.

Shen Yan seemed to be fascinated by the sight. He supported the table and kept leaning down. It wasn't until his thin, cool lips touched her smooth forehead that he woke up. He stood up quickly and stayed there for a long time. Not more than three seconds.

He turned around and touched his lips with a confused expression. What happened to him just now? Why did he suddenly want to kiss her forehead?

Shen Yan closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose because of a headache. There was something wrong with him tonight. He shouldn't be like this.

Behind him, Song Jinshu was sleeping uncomfortably, turning his body back and forth and murmuring, "Anthracene..."

Shen Yan turned around and looked at her, his eyes dark and unclear. He knew he shouldn't get close to Song Jinshu anymore, but tonight he still wanted to do whatever he wanted.

He reached out and picked up Song Jinshu and walked towards her bedroom. When he picked her up, he bumped subconsciously. He felt that the woman in his arms was very light and she was nestled in a small ball in his arms.

After entering the room, Shen Yan gently placed Song Jinshu on the bed and pulled the quilt next to her to cover her.

I saw Song Jinshu's body moving back and forth reflexively, and then stopped after finding the most comfortable position.

Shen Yan felt a little dizzy. He had drank too much alone tonight and was actually a little drunk.

The only room in the entire villa that could sleep was Song Jinshu's. Because he would not come back for a long time, and because of his hidden marriage, he did not arrange for anyone to come over and clean it regularly.

He looked at the bed under Song Jinshu, and lay down directly because he was tired and sleepy.

Shen Yan forced himself to take out his cell phone a second before he fell asleep. He took a look at it and found that it was out of battery, so he simply put it aside and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The soft moonlight shone on their bodies, giving them a faint sense of haziness.

Late at night, some people are peaceful and peaceful, while others wake up from nightmares.

Su Yuemeng sat up suddenly, opened her eyes, and gasped with horror on her face, and the quilt on her body slipped off in one fell swoop.

She raised her hand to smooth her sweat-dampened hair, feeling very uneasy.

It was obvious that she had just woken up from a nightmare, but when she woke up, she did not remember what happened in the dream. She only remembered the feeling, sadness, suffocation, fear and other complex emotions that enveloped her.

She lifted the quilt and walked to the bathroom with her bare feet on the floor. She was so frightened by this nightmare that she broke into a cold sweat. She really couldn't stand the fact that her hair and clothes were sticky and clinging to her body.

After she took a shower and had her hair dry, she went straight to bed. Looking at the dark room, she felt a little irritated for no reason. She leaned over and wanted to turn on the bedside lamp, but found the button. It malfunctioned and couldn't be opened.

She wanted to sleep, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she felt a little scared, so she thought of someone.

Shen is disgusted.

So she picked up the phone and called it. The phone beeped. When she was about to speak, the phone rang again, "Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off. Please call again later..."

Her originally coquettish expression suddenly turned ferocious, and she hit him over and over again without believing in evil.

But the phone was always turned off. She bit her fingernails slightly sickly and dialed over and over again.

After dozens of times, she finally gave up and opened a mysterious software on her phone, trying to find Shen Yan through the tracker in the bracelet she gave him.