At half past seven, the car arrived at Jingcheng University. Back on campus, the sadness in everyone's hearts was no longer as strong as before, because everyone knew that their future lay in this school.
The military training results of Jingcheng University made the school very satisfied. The militarized military training has begun to show results, and it has also strengthened the principal's strict attitude towards military training.
In the future, the strict military training system of Beijing University will be beyond the reach of many students.
Although Wen Xinya did not live on campus, the school had assigned her a dormitory, and she would occasionally stay in the dormitory, so she first went back to the dormitory to simply pack her things, and then... she received a call from Si Yiyan.
Si Yiyan was already waiting for her at the gate of Jingcheng University.
Wen Xinya packed up quickly and left the dormitory. From a distance, she saw a British royal blue Lamborghini parked on the side of the road. The masculine and elegant Lamborghini belonged to men, like a quietly dormant beast, revealing a sense of dominance from its bones, containing power ready to be unleashed, and full of incredible explosive power. From any angle, it could show the perfect fusion of strength and beauty.
Someone once described the male Lamborghini like this: he is a demon but he does not want to ravage the world; he is Satan, just because he takes a different route. It is a rare work of art in the world, every edge and every line is so perfect, silently interpreting the almost primitive beauty of Lamborghini.
Not many people can own it, because it is so expensive that it is unimaginable. It is high up in the sky, breathing the thin air of the sky, attracting the admiring eyes of people on the ground.
Not many people can control it, because it is a stubborn bull full of strength, ready to launch a fierce attack on its opponent.
With just one glance, Wen Xinya knew that the car belonged to Si Yiyan.
Wen Xinya walked over quickly, opened the passenger door and got in the car.
The dim yellow light in the car contrasted with the bright street lights outside the window. A misty and damp feeling spread, carrying a hint of astringent and ambiguous taste.
Si Yiyan's body fell over, crushing her between his chest and the back of the chair, and kissed her lips with a burning kiss, accompanied by the hot and moist breath between his noses. The aggressive kiss domineeringly plundered her softness and sweetness.
The hot and wet breath blended together, and the corners of Wen Xinya's eyes were tinged with ambiguous moisture. In the closed and narrow space, the burning ambiguity kept escalating. The panting sounds, with a hot breath, kept intersecting. The masculine body and the soft carcass ravaged each other.
"Yan..." Wen Xinya's voice was charming, like the tender spring water with the magic power to melt everything.
Si Yiyan moved his lips towards her chest, then left her body all of a sudden. He suddenly hugged her in his arms, using his hot body to warm her softness.
Wen Xinya's hands tightly embraced his waist, showing her complete dependence on him: "The military training is over, and the school has given us three days off."
During these three days, she decided to spend some time with him.
"I have packed the apartment and we will be able to move in soon." Si Yiyan's blood was still boiling. Her slightly rapid breathing in the car, accompanied by tiny moans and broken and discordant sounds, was the beautiful melody she sang softly every time they were loving and affectionate.
Wen Xinya knew what he meant and just said "hmm" lightly.
Living with a man at the age of eighteen, in this Eastern country, is something that most people cannot understand! But... she never considered herself to be eighteen years old. In her last life, she lived to be twenty-five years old, and her mental age was also twenty-five years old. With the growth of these three years, her mental age has reached twenty-eight years old.
I was reborn at the age of fifteen, but I couldn't change anything and my mentality returned to that of fifteen.
Si Yiyan let her go and started the car.
Wen Xinya pursed her lips, which were so tender and swollen from being kissed, and said, "You changed the car again."
Apart from the one and only Lucifer in the world, she seemed to have never seen Si Yiyan drive a car for more than half a year. He seemed to have no perseverance in car matters.
Si Yiyan said: "This is a new model of Lamborghini. I thought you would like it, so I changed it."
Wen Xinya said: "It's obviously you who is fickle and indecisive, yet you put the blame on me."
A car is a means of transportation, serving to facilitate life. It is not as luxurious as his, changing it all the time.
Si Yiyan tilted his head to look at her. Her soft lips were like peach blossoms blooming in March, soft and bright. At this moment, because of his kiss, they were stained with a gorgeous rose color, making them even more gorgeous and charming. "It's just a car, but you want to accuse me of being fickle and indecisive. I am wronged."
Wen Xinya was unconvinced and said, "How did I wrong you? I have known you for such a long time, and you have changed dozens of cars."
Wen Xinya was just talking, the only luxury a man could have was a car. Most of the money Si Yiyan earned... was spent on her, jewelry, clothes, shoes and bags. As long as she needed it, he would spend a lot of money without even frowning.
On the contrary, he spent the least on his own expenses.
Si Yiyan looked at her with a half-smile, and the smile on his lips deepened a little: "I am devoted to you and unwavering, so how can I be fickle and indecisive?"
Wen Xinya was stunned for a moment. After talking for a long time, they were actually not on the same channel. She was actually on Mars. She was talking about the car. When did she go off the track and end up in outer space
Si Yiyan continued, "You are such a jealous person. If I really have a crush on a car, are you sure you won't be jealous?"
After saying this, he looked at her intently, his eyes full of a playful smile.
Wen Xinya glared at him: "Nonsense, it's just a car, why should I be jealous?"
However, why did such righteous words sound guilty when they came out of her mouth? In fact... According to psychologists, men... are as obsessed with cars and houses as they are with women, so if Si Yiyan really said that, it would be difficult for her to guarantee that she would not be jealous of a car.
Si Yiyan's lips were cold, and he rarely showed a slightly gorgeous smile: "I remember the magazine I read before, what was it called, I remember there was a..."
"Don't say it!" Wen Xinya glared at him, subconsciously stopping him from saying anything. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind, and her cheeks felt hot. The only sense of righteousness she had left just withered away.