Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 251 Please, can I carry you?
Qin Zhao lowered his eyelids slightly and then kissed him again.

Shen Yanci's chest heaved slightly.

Qin Zhao looked at him with her clear, shallow eyes, raised her hand and touched his face: "I want to go home."

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly, the blue veins on the back of his hand throbbing slightly: "Will you listen to me if you kiss me twice?"

Her face was flushed, her eyes were bright, her eyelashes trembled twice, and her rosy lips were pursed.

Her hand was still touching his face.

Qin Zhao's gaze fell on his lips, and she lifted her eyelids to look at him.

Shen Yanci stared intently at her, his dark pupils flickering.

Qin Zhao unconsciously shrank back a little.

Shen Yanci leaned forward, his shadow completely enveloping her.

He stared at her, his voice clearly audible: "I'm not someone who lets just anyone kiss me."

"If you keep flirting with me like this—"

He looked down, staring at her lips for a few seconds, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as he gazed at her with an incredibly penetrating intensity.
His eyes grew even darker.

He didn't say anything more.

Qin Zhao: "What will happen?"

Shen Yanci raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes dark: "Give it a try."

His voice was low, with a slightly downward tone, which sounded almost like a seduction.

But his eyes held an aggressive danger.

Qin Zhao's fingers curled up slightly as she thought of how he kissed her and the suffocating feeling of not being able to breathe.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her lips pursed, and she looked somewhat aggrieved.

She said, "I want the old Shen Yanci."

The air inside the car was silent.

Shen Yanci's eyelids twitched, and he smirked: "Why? Because before, you could kiss me whenever you wanted, and push me away whenever you didn't?"

"Didn't you dislike that kind of thing? You believed so easily when I lied to you, it didn't give you any sense of accomplishment. Now you find that kind of thing easy to do."

Are you bored again, or are you feeling stressed?

"The old Shen Yanci is gone." His voice held a faint, self-deprecating laugh. "And I won't be easily manipulated into becoming a second one—"

Qin Zhao kissed his lips.

A faint, fruity aroma of alcohol wafted from between her lips and brushed against his.

Qin Zhao's eyelids drooped, her lips slightly parted, and she lightly touched his lips, more like brushing against them.

Step back, then give a light kiss.

She lifted her eyelids slightly to look at him, and cupped his face in her other hand.

Something seemed to permeate the air, causing the temperature inside the carriage to rise.

Her kisses tickled his lips.

Shen Yanci's eyes glazed over for a moment, he swallowed hard, and let her kiss him.

When she pressed against him again, he slightly raised his chin and captured her lips in his mouth.

After kissing twice, he spread his fingers and placed his hands on the car seat, a gesture that should have made kissing easier.

He suddenly stopped.

His eyelids twitched, and the dim light cast a shadow on his face.

Shen Yanci lowered his head and separated them.

His voice was low and hoarse: "If you do anything else, I'll tell your mother."

"..."

Even the best person would be moved to a state of tranquility upon hearing this.

Qin Zhao's eyes cleared for a moment, and she bit his lip.

Shen Yanci's breathing became heavier, his eyes deep.

He made a gesture to reach for his phone, but Qin Zhao mumbled a single syllable and grabbed his hand.

She lowered her eyelashes, and the light from the streetlamp shone through them, casting a small shadow under her eyes.

She pursed her lips: "I want to go home."

“Brother Yan Ci”.

Her voice was soft, like a feather falling on the heart, small but deadly.

Shen Yanci's jaw tightened, and his muscles twitched slightly.

The shadow over her disappeared, and with a click, the seatbelt locked.

He started the car without even looking at her: "I threw up 100,000 yuan in the car."

"..."

Qin Zhao really wanted Cong Shuang to come and see if this was what it looked like when he liked someone.

His lips were straight, and he was looking straight ahead.

The phone made a call.

They were using English, so they were probably communicating with a clinic in the UK.

"it's me."

"He drank 200ml of a 3.8% cocktail. He's conscious, his breathing and pulse are normal, and he hasn't developed a rash yet, but his face is a little red." "What redness?"

"The girl blushed."

"..."

"It's a little pink and a little red, pink with a hint of red."

"..."

"It's the redness on her own face."

"Hmm, your palms aren't red."

"Can she avoid going to the hospital?"

He was wearing Bluetooth headphones, so Qin Zhao couldn't hear what was being said on the other end. He could only pray that the doctor on the other end wouldn't be so stubborn.

The rest of the talking was done on the other side, with Shen Yanci occasionally humming in agreement.

After speaking for a few minutes, Shen Yanci hummed in agreement: "Okay, I understand."

How long is the danger period?

Does her desensitization therapy need to be restarted?

"..."

Qin Zhao was really about to lose his composure.

Her ears perked up.

"half?"

"it is good."

He hung up the phone, changed direction, and navigated to the Rose Garden.

Qin Zhao: "Return to Lanting Bay."

"..."

Their exams were over, but she hadn't finished her make-up exams.

Qin Zhao: "There's still an exam to take."

"..."

Shen Yanci was so angry she laughed: "You,"

She says exams aren't important, but even when she's drunk, she doesn't forget about them. She says exams are important, but she went out drinking with people before finishing her exam.

"The atmosphere at your F University is truly unique."

Before the end of the semester was over, the whole dorm went out drinking and singing karaoke.

Qin Zhao: "So what if you're from Oxford?"

"..."

Shen Yanci's eyelids were half closed: "Of course it's nothing special, you don't even like it, do you?"

His tone was flat, and his face was expressionless. Light and shadow swept across his face quickly, casting increasingly larger shadows that made him appear somewhat lonely.

Neither of them spoke; the only sound inside the car was the faint noise of the engine.

After a while, Qin Zhao closed his eyes and said, "It costs 40 a year."

Qin Zhao is acceptable, but Jiang Ye is not.

Qin Zhao is fine, but a sick Qin Zhao is not.

Shen Yanci: "I don't really want to go. It's not cost-effective no matter what."

His tone lacked sharp sarcasm, and was even quite calm, yet it possessed a more piercing power than any sharp tongue.

This time he drove the car into the underground parking garage.

Qin Zhao lay quietly in the passenger seat.

He closed his eyelids slightly, walked around to the passenger seat, bent down, and hugged her.

Qin Zhao didn't move: "If you don't want to carry me, I'll walk by myself."

Shen Yanci stared at her for two seconds, then stepped back: "Fine, you can leave by yourself."

"..."

Qin Zhao pursed his lips: "You treat a drunk person like this?"

"You weren't drunk because of me, so why should I praise you?"

Qin Zhao turned his face away.

The situation remained tense with him.

They froze for half a minute.

She heard a sigh, and the crisp air subsided.

She instinctively hooked her arms around his neck.

Shen Yanci closed his eyelids slightly and carried her out.

Qin Zhao lowered his eyelids: "I didn't ask you to hug me, you did it voluntarily."

Shen Yanci: "I like holding you. Please let me hold you, okay?"

……

　Babies, try not to stay up late.

　　We're talking about a tachycardia.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)