The night breeze is blowing and the sky is full of stars.

Chen Fuyun drove Guo Jiajia towards the Bund.

The Bund in Shanghai is called Oriental Wall Street. It is located in the central area of ​​Shanghai. It is located on the east side of the Huangpu River with a wide water surface and on the west side of the old Shanghai financial and foreign trade institutions.

There are more than 20 historical buildings of different styles along the Bund. To illustrate what Chen Fuyun learned in architectural art classes, these historical buildings are eclectic, Renaissance, early modern, and all kinds of things. From time to time, young couples who come and go linger and take photos.

On a quiet night with Jiajie on a quiet night with stars, Chen Fuyun felt comfortable and satisfied in his heart. This city was originally a huge city full of bustling and fast-paced life. The night with Jiajie by his side is always extremely beautiful.

Chen Fuyun and Guo Jiajia held hands and walked slowly around the huge Bund. Until they felt a little weak, they found a stone bench in a quiet place on the street and sat down.

"Fuyun, do I miss me these days when I went to Melbourne?" Guo Jiajia snuggled in Chen Fuyun's arms, with a pair of autumn water eyes looking at his side face and asked in a low voice.

"I think, how can I not think about it?" Chen Fuyun gently stroked her delicate cheek with his fingers and said with a smile.

"Well, I miss you very much, and I miss you all the time." Guo Jiajia said: "Fuyun, I feel that my situation is a bit bad."

"Oh no? What should I say?" Chen Fuyun said in a little puzzled manner.

"I think I'm about to become a little girl who is just a new lover. I feel like I'm full of a person. I think during the day, at night, and when I dream. Isn't this awful? If my sister is really just a little woman, would you still like me?" Guo Jiajia's voice was soft and charming, and she had a little self-pitying smell.

"In my opinion, Sister Jia has always been a little woman. What's wrong with this?" Chen Fuyun pinched her face pamperedly, and smiled badly: "I have always liked Sister Jia who is a little older than me." "Is that right?" Perhaps Chen Fuyun's movements and tone were full of doting atmosphere. Guo Jiajia became a little shy for a moment and asked skeptically: "Hasn't you always avoid me before?"

"Ahem, I used to being alone. Besides, Sister Jia was my landlord at that time. How dare I covet it besides flattering and looking up to me?" Chen Fuyun said with a embarrassed smile.

"This reason is so bad." Guo Jiajia smiled and said, "But the reason you mentioned is still very credible."

Chen Fuyun raised a bright smile on his lips. Guo Jiajia had such unconditional trust in him, which was very difficult.

Chen Fuyun smiled and stared at Guo Jiajia in his arms.

With the light at the intersection, Guo Jiajia in her arms was charming, especially her red lips, which looked particularly sexy and charming under the night.

Chen Fuyun has always been the least self-controlled person in front of Sister Jia. At this moment, she was lying quietly in her arms, looking as if she could pick her, which made Chen Fuyun's heart feel commotion.

"Sister Jia, where will you sleep at night?"

Chen Fuyun asked this question intentionally or unintentionally.

"Uncle San has booked a room for us and stayed at the Hyatt Hotel." Guo Jiajia said.

"I have never stayed in such a high-end hotel." Chen Fuyun said: "What if I am not used to staying and can't sleep at night?"

"Aren't you used to living?" Guo Jiajia raised her head and looked at Chen Fuyun's obviously pointing smile. Her pretty face turned red, and her fingers drew circles in front of his chest, and her voice was like a mosquito: "When you can't sleep, you can come to my room and I'll chat with you."

"This relationship is good." Chen Fuyun was so happy, and pinched Guo Jiajia's blushing and tender cheeks again. When she smiled, she looked like a cat secretly fishy.

When the night wind became a little cool, Chen Fuyun and Guo Jiajia looked at the pedestrians around them who had become sporadic, so they stopped sitting on the stone bench for a long time and walked towards the parking place.

The long night is long.

It was not until the sky by the window that Chen Fuyun was willing to turn over and take out of the warm embrace of jade. That night, it seemed as if all the wonderful feelings in the world had been tasted by Chen Fuyun at one time.

Seven times a night!

Chen Fuyun is enough, and Guo Jiajia has also given enough. That night, Chen Fuyun and Guo Jiajia seem to have put all the lovesickness that they had not seen for more than a month into love.

After a night of hard work, Chen Fuyun was still energetic when she turned out from the quilt, while Guo Jiajia was sleeping sweetly while lying in the quilt. Her face was flushed gradually fading, which was very charming.

Today is Monday, and there is a class from Professor Mao in the morning. Chen Fuyun told Guo Jiajia last night that he had entered Suzhou University as an exchange student and went to Gun Rose Studio as a professional player, and Guo Jiajia agreed very much.

But when he mentioned that he still had a class with Grandpa Mao today, Guo Jiajia was a little reluctant and worried that he would be late. Chen Fuyun naturally mentioned Professor Mao’s fierce image to Sister Jia in an understatement. Of course, it was just a whisper when the two rolled in the bed.

Just at half past four, Chen Fuyun covered Guo Jiajia with a quilt, kissed her gently on the forehead, and then opened the door and left with a slight finger.

Chen Fuyun dared not escape or be late for Professor Mao’s class now.

When Chen Fuyun turned around and thought about the thing that made an old professor angry in public, he felt that he was a little too much.

Since you have entered Su University and Professor Mao’s classroom, you should work hard to abide by the school’s rules and regulations like other students, and abide by Professor Mao’s rules in class, and not to be special.

Just to avoid making this special, Chen Fuyun bid farewell to the gentle town, walked out of the hotel alone, and drove straight to Suzhou!

Because of the experience of driving, and it was still early at this moment, there were fewer vehicles on the road, Chen Fuyun, who turned on the GPS navigation, drove easily through the Shanghai urban area, got on the expressway, and headed all the way to Suzhou.

The original two-hour drive was completed in just over an hour with Chen Fuyun's deliberate speed. When Chen Fuyun drove back to the studio door, the first ray of dawn fell to the east of Suzhou City.

It seemed that he had a very tacit understanding with Chen Fuyun's arrival, when he got out of the car, the inner door of the studio creaked open, and a familiar figure appeared in the first dawn in the morning, looking particularly beautiful.

The beautiful figure in front of the vision was Qingyi, who had the habit of getting up early.

Chen Fuyun saw Qingyi, and Qingyi saw him at first sight. She trotted forward in three steps and opened the heavy iron door for Chen Fuyun, smiled and welcomed him in, saying, "President, came back so early."

Chen Fuyun grinned and said, "Yes, you can't be late for a class in the morning. You'll feel more at ease when you come back early."

Qingyi covered her mouth and smiled, "So that's it."

Looking at Chen Fuyun's dusty look, Qingyi smiled for a while and said with concern: "God of the President has been waiting for a long time just now, have you? Come in, I'll prepare breakfast for the President. It's still early now. God of the President can go upstairs and rest. When the breakfast is ready, I'll call you. It shouldn't be too late to go to class after breakfast."

Chen Fuyun smiled and said, "I just came back. As soon as I arrived, Qingyi came out tacitly. It seems that Qingyi understands me the most."

Qingyi smiled slightly and said, "Actually, Qingyi didn't expect the president to come back so early. According to Xiaoyu's analysis last night, the president went to Shanghai to have a private meeting and had to take him there for at least several days before he could bear to come back."

After Qingyi said this, she felt a little confused. Seeing Chen Fuyun's face a little embarrassed, she felt that she could no longer stay under Chen Fuyun's gaze. So she smiled and exhaled, "Sir, you must have worked hard all the way. Come into the house and rest. Qingyi will prepare breakfast for you."

Chen Fuyun smiled and watched the little girl run into the room in panic, then crawled into the kitchen again, shook her head helplessly, and walked into the studio.

I have a love affair with you in private.

This word is completely speechless.

But that's appropriate.

If you look at the relationship between Sister Jia and herself, she really has the same sense of being a little old-fashioned. When I went to Shanghai to see her, I happened to feel a little private. No wonder these more sensitive girls in the studio feel this way.

It was still early at this moment. Except for Qingyi, who had the habit of getting up early, the other girls in the studio were sleepy, especially Tang Xin. He definitely didn't move before he was asleep when he was fine. As for Xiaoyu and Xiaowu, according to what Qingyi said just now, they should have gone back to the studio to sleep last night. Today there is Professor Mao's class. I guess they should get up after sleeping for another half an hour or an hour.

Chen Fuyun did not go upstairs to rest, but went into the bathroom.

Seven times a night, her body was filled with "love" from Sister Jia. When Qingyi saw him just now, her eyes subconsciously looked at the red marks on his neck. If Chen Fuyun didn't have a trace of destruction as soon as possible, she would be seen by Tang Xin or Xiaoyu, two girls who were keen on gossip, might have some trouble. As for what Tang Xiaowu would react, Chen Fuyun really dared not think about it.

The relationship between Chen Fuyun and Tang Xiaowu seemed to be separated by a piece of window paper, but when will I clear the clouds and mists and see the moon brightly? Chen Fuyun thought about it and suddenly felt a little hesitant.

According to Tang Xiaowu's family background and conditions, would she accept such a Chen Fuyun?

Perhaps, in the eyes of Tang Xiaowu, such Chen Fuyun really agrees with what she said to him more than once.
Chapter completed!