A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

A muffled thud.

Soft lips, carrying the strong aroma of red wine, landed squarely on Chen Ye's lips.

Chen Ye's hands were still propped up on the sofa cushions.

This kind of brainless plot from a low-quality idol drama, where "falling on flat ground always leads to a kiss," actually happened to him.

The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Song Yuqi was clearly stunned by the blow, her hands still clutching Chen Ye's pajamas collar, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly.

After a brief moment of surprise, she immediately closed her eyes.

Instead of backing down, the woman opened her mouth and pressed down even more violently!

Chen Ye was shoved into the large leather sofa by the sudden force.

Holy crap! What is this?! His ex-girlfriend pretending to be drunk and going on a hardcore one-night stand?!

Chen Ye originally wanted to push her away.

But Song Yuqi's excessively beautiful face was right there, within arm's reach.

The aroma, a blend of peach shower gel and rich red wine, relentlessly assaulted my nostrils.

They've already come knocking on our door, are you still going to stand there like a saint?

His temper is such that if he doesn't provoke me, I'll just lie down and relax; but if he does, I'll flip the table!

Chen Ye abruptly withdrew his hand from behind, grabbed Song Yuqi's waist, and with a little force, pulled her directly into his arms.

The prey instantly became the hunter.

Instead of retreating, Chen Ye advanced, turning the tables and directly breaking through her defenses.

Song Yuqi let out a sob.

The two of them started kissing without any restraint on the sofa in the dimly lit first-floor lobby.

They were evenly matched, determined to fight to the death.

In the quiet living room, only the sound of rapid breathing could be heard.

Only when all the oxygen in their lungs was squeezed out did the two reluctantly separate by two inches.

Face to face.

Song Yuqi lay on top of Chen Ye, her arrogance from before mostly gone. Her chest heaved as she gasped for breath.

The oversized white shirt slipped halfway down during the tugging, revealing rounded shoulders.

Her originally fair face turned completely red, and her slender neck was tinged with a rouge color.

She stared at Chen Ye, her eyes filled with extremely complex emotions.

Three parts mystery, three parts anticipation, and four parts undisguised aggression.

"Chen Ye," Song Yuqi's voice was hoarse, "and now?"

She placed one hand on Chen Ye's chest, her fingers drawing circles intentionally or unintentionally.

"Do you feel anything?"

Chen Ye lay on the sofa, letting her lie there.

Do you feel anything?

Nonsense! Top-tier face and figure in the Chinese entertainment industry! I was completely captivated just now, if you didn't feel anything, you're a eunuch!

But this woman is clearly testing the limits while drunk. If she backs down and admits it, she won't be able to live like this anymore.

Chen Ye stared at her, a lifeless smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He shook his head, his tone as calm as still water.

"no."

Song Yuqi's eyes widened instantly.

Looking at Chen Ye's calm face, she was so angry that she almost bit her gums to pieces.

No?! I've never felt anything this intense before, and you're telling me you didn't feel anything?!

"You're talking nonsense!" Song Yuqi was completely overwhelmed by alcohol and anger.

She gritted her teeth, pressed her hands firmly against Chen Ye's shoulders, and pounced on him again with a howl.

"Bang!"

The two collided again.

Song Yuqi was practically asserting her dominance with all her might, determined to teach this tough nut a lesson.

Chen Ye was so rebuked that the back of his head hit the back of the sofa.

Faced with this aggressive attack, Chen Ye accepted it all, enjoying the lavish treatment that belonged to a top idol.

You have to admit, Chen Ye is the smartest kid. He can get a kiss just by being stubborn.

The two were in an extremely ambiguous position. The dim wall lamps in the hall shone on them, and their overlapping shadows swayed on the wall.

As they continued chewing, Song Yuqi was clearly no longer satisfied with just a simple exchange of lips and teeth.

Under the influence of alcohol, her hand slid down Chen Ye's chest.

The restless little hands boldly slipped inside the edge of the silk pajamas.

The instant your fingertips touch your skin.

Chen Ye's mind snapped.

This girl is really something!

If she keeps digging at it, this sofa will really turn into a crime scene tonight!

Chen Ye slammed the ball down with a backhand dunk.

He accurately grabbed Song Yuqi's two unruly hands and pinned her firmly to her sides.

Song Yuqi was stunned for a moment, then twisted her body in protest, trying to break free.

"Don't move around." Chen Ye's voice was very low, carrying a hint of warning.

What a joke!

This is a guesthouse that the crew of the TV series "Five Ha" booked out!

Three kings were sleeping on the second and third floors, along with Old Deng and his old geezers who were always getting up at night.

That old fox Wang Zhengyu probably arranged for someone to be on duty somewhere.

If someone were caught having sex in the living room late at night, their Weibo headline would explode tomorrow.

Chen Ye didn't care; he was already enjoying his retirement anyway.

But Song Yuqi has finally secured her position as an all-around top star in the past two years. If a solid scandal were to break out, her fans would probably all hang themselves.

He might have gotten a good deal, but Chen Ye wasn't that much of a jerk to ruin his ex-girlfriend's career for a moment of pleasure.

Their lips parted.

The tip of the nose was almost touching the tip of the nose.

With her hands restrained, Song Yuqi could only lie helplessly on Chen Ye's body.

She tilted her head back, her alcohol-soaked, unfocused eyes staring blankly at Chen Ye.

"And this time?" Song Yuqi asked breathlessly, stubborn as a mule, "Still no feeling?"

She seemed determined to kill Chen Ye if he dared to deny it.

Seeing that she was about to lose her temper, Chen Ye made a quick decision and slid to his knees at lightning speed.

"I've got it! I've got it! I've got it!" Chen Ye nodded frantically. "The feeling is so intense, it's practically non-stop."

Song Yuqi's tense shoulders finally relaxed.

Her lips unconsciously curled up into a smug, silly grin.

Like a childish kid who's snatched their favorite toy.

Chen Ye let go, then gently pulled her off his shoulder and made her sit on the sofa.

"Alright, my ancestor." Chen Ye straightened his silk pajamas, which had been crumpled into a mushy mess. "You've had too much to drink. Go back to your room and get some sleep."

Chen Ye pointed to the hanging clock on the wall.

"What time is it? Wang Zhengyu, that old man, is going to drag us to Hengdian first thing tomorrow morning. If you go with dark circles under your eyes, your fan site admin will tear him apart."

Song Yuqi sat cross-legged on the sofa, her hands supporting her chin.

She shook her head, her ponytail swaying behind her head.

"I won't walk by myself." Song Yuqi pouted, her voice soft and sweet, unlike her usual self.

With an extremely irresistible, coquettish tone.

"Or else, take it back to me."

Seeing Song Yuqi taking root and sprouting on the sofa, Chen Ye finally understood.

Trying to reason with a drunk woman is a complete waste of breath.

"Fine, I must have owed you something in my past life," Chen Ye sighed.

He stood up, bent down, and prepared to pick her up.

The hand had just reached out.

Song Yuqi suddenly stood up and jumped forward.

"Holy crap!" Chen Ye was startled and quickly reached out his hands to catch it.

Song Yuqi, like a sloth that had come to life, wrapped her two long legs around Chen Ye's waist and tightly wrapped her arms around his neck.

That pose is amazing.

Chen Ye could only support her with both hands, holding her steadily in front of him.

This woman looks quite thin, but when you hug her, she still has a surprisingly plump figure.

"Are you the monkey's reinforcements?" Chen Ye scoffed, carrying the human-shaped pendant, and resignedly headed upstairs.

It was quiet on the stairs.

All that could be heard was the sound of slippers stepping on the wooden floor and Song Yuqi's warm breath close to her ear.

We arrived at the second floor.

Chen Ye walked to Song Yuqi's door.

Just before going upstairs, the woman had mumbled out the password over and over again.

Chen Ye stretched out his finger and pressed the numbers on the combination lock.

With two beeping sounds, the door opened.

Chen Ye pushed the door open and hooked it shut with his foot.

The room was pitch black.

Chen Ye walked to the bed in the dark, bent down, and tried to take the sloth off and put it on the bed.

result.

Song Yuqi held on tightly, her legs wrapped around him like barbed wire, refusing to let go no matter what.

Chen Ye tried to pull it a couple of times, but couldn't budge it.

"Let go." Chen Ye patted her thigh. "We're here. Go to sleep."

Song Yuqi buried her face in Chen Ye's neck, the alcohol making her feel even more intoxicated in the sealed environment.

She refused to let go, her voice thick with a nasal tone and a touch of petulance.

"I don't want to!"

She raised her head, her eyes shining brightly in the darkness, her tone filled with unreasonable domineering.

"You have to stay with me!"

"If you stay with me, I'll lie in bed!"