I almost touched the moon

Chapter 152 Promise yourself

After returning to Munich, because she didn't have to attend classes, Wen Song locked herself in the study almost every day to write her graduation thesis, from two in the afternoon to three in the morning, staying there for thirteen hours at a time. Even Cheng Che helped her bring her meals to the study.

"Baby, let's go for a walk." When Wen Song finished dinner and immediately returned to the computer to start writing her paper, Cheng Che persuaded her for the fourth time, "You have hardly left the house since you came back from Chile."

"No." Wen Song continued typing on the keyboard, frowning from time to time, doing some calculations from time to time, without even raising his eyes.

"I don't want to go out. It's so cold outside, and there's nowhere to walk around here except Englischer Garten."

"Okay." Cheng Che sighed softly, walked over to her and hugged her, "Then you go ahead and get busy. I won't bother you. Don't stay up late. By the way, baby, do you remember what day it is in three days?"

"Three days later, what day is that?" Wen Song raised his head and asked him, with confusion and doubt in his eyes.

"You really forgot!" Cheng Che turned his head away unhappily, "Think about it again."

"Three days later..." Wen Song thought for a moment and asked, "What day is today?"

Cheng Che looked at her speechlessly and said silently: "Today is the 17th..."

"Oh, so that's it. Then three days from now will be the 20th. What day is that..." Wen Song thought for a moment, then opened his mailbox to check the emails, and said to himself, "It can't be the day I will attend the Oxford PhD interview, right? No, I clearly remember that it was the end of March..."

Cheng Che was speechless after hearing this. He picked her up from the chair and forced her to hug him. Wen Song exclaimed, hit him lightly, and said angrily, "A Che, put me down. I still have to write my thesis."

"If you don't want to know what day it is three days later, I won't let you go!" Cheng Che suddenly became a little childish. He increased the strength of his hands and held her tighter in his arms.

Wen Song laughed in silence, put his arms around his neck, leaned forward and kissed him, and said with a smile: "You look like Petty when you are angry now, an angry little Samoyed."

"I'm not a Samoyed!" Cheng Che protested, and whispered in her ear, "Sister, don't you know what I am? If you don't know, then I'll let you feel it now."

After saying that, he put his big hand under her clothes and wandered freely on her smooth body. Then he leaned forward and kissed her, and pried open her teeth with his tongue flexibly...

"Well, Ah Che, stop it..." Wen Song couldn't stand the sudden stimulation and couldn't help but moaning, breaking away from him a little, "I still have to write my thesis, let's talk about it tonight, don't make trouble."

"Then tell me quickly, what day will it be three days from now?"

Cheng Che said, holding her and walking to the sofa to sit down. He leaned over her and pressed her, "If you don't tell me, forget about writing your paper. Believe it or not, I will delete everything you just wrote right now."

"Try it if you dare." Although he knew he was joking, Wen Song was still a little dissatisfied. He lowered his face and looked at him unhappily, and even his voice became cold and hard.

"I was wrong, it was just a joke." Cheng Che immediately hugged her and stuck to her and acted coquettishly, "Sister, I won't do that, absolutely not. Then have you remembered what day it is three days later?"

Seeing him like this, Wen Song lost his temper, smiled and rubbed his head and said, "Of course, it was the day I found you, this clingy little dog, at the ski resort."

Cheng Che also smiled, hugged her, kissed her cheek, and said angrily: "So sister lied to me."

"I really forgot at first..." Wen Song was very honest, "but when I saw your expression, I immediately guessed it, and then I was just teasing you."

"You are so bad, you bad woman!" Cheng Che pretended to be angry, but his eyes were smiling and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He didn't look like he was in a bad mood at all.

Wen Song got up from the sofa, straightened his clothes, sat back in front of the computer and started writing his paper. "I have to keep busy. Don't you have to train recently?"

"BB, the World Championships are over, I definitely need to take a break." Cheng Che smiled, then leaned forward and said, "Can you leave the 20th to me?"

"Okay." Wen Song agreed, "Then be good now and don't bother me."

"Got it." Cheng Che kissed her and said, "I'm going to paint."

Three days later, Wen Song just woke up and saw Cheng Che was already dressed in a white shirt, light khaki casual suit pants, and his hair was simply styled. The slightly parted hairstyle made him look more casual and elegant.

Seeing Wen Song wake up, he immediately walked to the bedside, picked her up, helped her comb her messy long hair, and kissed her forehead, "Are you awake?"

"Wake up." Wen Song yawned and stretched. Seeing Cheng Che's exquisite and noble appearance, he smiled and joked, "What are you going to do today? You are dressed so beautifully. Are you going to get married?"

"I would like to, but my sister won't give me the chance." Cheng Che originally thought that he would no longer feel sad when talking about marriage, but when it was mentioned occasionally, he still couldn't help feeling sad.

Afraid that Wen Song would notice something, he could only smile and say, "Get up when you wake up. I made your favorite chocolate strawberry crepe for you. I'll take you to see the gift I prepared for you later."

"What gift?" Wen Song asked curiously, "Why are you giving me a gift?"

Cheng Che smiled and said, "Because, one year ago today, you saved me. Not only did you save me, you saved my sports career. If it weren't for your sister, I wouldn't have been able to continue skiing, let alone the Winter Olympics and world championships. So I definitely have to thank you very much."

Wen Song also smiled, and put his arm around his neck with a wicked smile, "Haven't you already pledged your love to me?"

"Is it enough to pledge your love to me?" Cheng Che hugged her, kissed her brow, and then moved down to entangle his lips and tongue with hers, "Then sister, you are too good to me."

After a long time of lingering, Wen Song lay on top of Cheng Che, panting exhaustedly, half complaining and half coquettishly saying: "I regret it, you'd better not give yourself to me, my waist can't take it. Look at my waist, I have abdominal muscles."

Cheng Che smiled and used a hot towel to wipe her lower body. He then gently kneaded her waist and said, "Isn't it good to have abdominal muscles? Shouldn't you thank me, sister? Why are you blaming me? No, I'm already yours, you can't abandon me."

He picked up the scattered clothes beside the bed and frowned slightly when he saw the wrinkled shirt. "What should I do? I just bought it. I want to wear it for my date with my sister today."

"I'll compensate you with one." Wen Song also smiled, and continued to hug his neck and said, "I've already pledged my love to you, so why are you still arguing with me over a shirt?"

"Just kidding." Cheng Che smiled and walked to the cloakroom, turned around and asked her, "Sister, which outfit do you want to wear today? How about we wear couple outfits?"

"Either is fine." Wen Song put on his pajamas and went to the bathroom to wash up. "You can choose."

Finally, Cheng Che chose a white satin square-neck sleeveless dress, a light sand-colored cashmere coat, and a pair of light cream-colored pointed stiletto heels decorated with crystal chains.

Wen Song took a look and said silently: "Ache, I don't want to wear a skirt. It's so inconvenient."

"Would you please wear it?" Cheng Che looked at her and begged, "Sister looks best in a skirt and high heels, and you don't have to walk, please, I want to see it."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Wen Song agreed, put on some light makeup, curled the ends of her hair slightly, and wore a pair of Australian white stud earrings and a white gold, diamond and pearl clavicle necklace.

"So beautiful." Cheng Che also changed his clothes. He was still wearing the same white linen shirt and light khaki suit pants, with a light khaki double-faced cashmere coat on the outside.

"Beautiful and graceful, my Iseylia is the most beautiful moon goddess."

"Let's go." Wen Song picked up the bag and said, "Where are we going?"

Cheng Che reminded: "Sister, remember to bring your ID card and passport."

"Ah?" Wen Song was puzzled, "Why bring that?"

Cheng Che smiled mysteriously, "You'll know in a moment, sister. You will definitely like the gift I give you."