Chapter 80 Zhou Zhou, Am I Okay?

Zhou Zhou: “…”

She wanted to ask why.

Their relationship was so worthy of traveling together that they even applied for a flight to Hong Kong specifically for this purpose.

But she didn't say anything.

Cheng Yu himself said that their relationship now has no boundaries and they can do whatever they want.

There is no need for her to remind him all the time.

When we arrived at the airport, the private jet was already waiting.

Even when the plane slowly took off, Zhou Zhou still felt that all this was too crazy.

After a smooth flight, she belatedly realized, "It takes nearly three hours to get from Beijing to Hong Kong. We'll be there by four o'clock. What's the point of seeing the night view?"

Cheng Yu unbuckled his seatbelt and said with a smile, "You just realized it?"

She didn't expect that he would bring her to Hong Kong alone.

Even if you have a private jet, you still need to apply for the route in advance.

Pei Shuchen and the others were unaware of this. It was obvious that he had made preparations to bring her to Hong Kong alone when he knew she was coming to set off fireworks.

He went and got a bottle of whiskey.

There were two glasses with ice in his hand, which he placed in front of her and filled one-third full.

Zhou Zhou looked at the wine glass in front of him and was about to speak when Cheng Yu took the glass first: "They are all mine."

He left, and when he came back, he had a glass of warm water in his hand. "Yours."

Zhou Zhou held the cup in both hands: "How are you going to take me away today?"

"Just ask for someone." Cheng Yu shook the glass to allow the wine in the glass to fully contact the air before taking a sip. "Didn't he see us holding hands?"

Zhou Zhou's eyes widened: "You did it on purpose."

She thought that Shen Congyu had discovered it accidentally, but it turned out that this was also part of his plan.

She gave face to Shen Congyu, how could Cheng Yu be so kind?

Cheng Yu was indeed quick, ruthless and accurate in his actions. Even when he argued with her, he would always admit his emotions frankly and would not make excuses for himself.

"Then why are you..."

Since you already have plans and intentions, why wait until the end?

He has to take action anyway.

When she took the initiative to confess their relationship, it was already coming to an end and he didn't need to waste so much time.

"That fireworks display wasn't just a bargaining chip." Cheng Yu's voice was soaked in whiskey, giving it a slightly low, hoarse tone that was particularly alluring. "Zhou Zhou, I said I'm interested in you, and I really wanted to give it to you."

Zhou Zhou was silent for a moment.

She used the excuse of drinking water to cover up her speechlessness.

Sometimes Cheng Yu admitted it too readily and too directly. She always felt that Cheng Yu's interest was not just interest, but came from love.

Cheng Yu likes her.

Then she thought about the joke about jealousy she had just told, and was afraid that it was just her overthinking.

After all, Zhou Zhou always believed that when you're in a role, you have to enjoy it to the fullest, and when you're sober, you have to return to your own life. Their relationship now has no so many rules, and Cheng Yu has clearly entered the role.

She should also be in the role.

Zhou Zhou somehow found it difficult to immerse himself in it.

Her carefree attitude didn't work on him. Even if she agreed to add chips to the game, she was worried that their relationship would get out of control.

It's not fun.

"Why do you look so good today?" While she was still distracted, a hand reached out and ruffled her bangs with interest, "Did you get a haircut?"

He noticed her change at a glance.

Today she didn't have curls on her hair, but had smooth straight hair, with bangs covering her eyebrows and eyes. The perfect light makeup matched her pure white coat, making her look very well-behaved.

Extremely well-behaved.

Cheng Yu was the first one to ask her.

Zhou Zhou was dressed like this when she went home today. Lin Yue looked at her several times and just smiled and said that it was rare to see her without curled hair and she was a little uncomfortable.

She originally had bangs.

When others see her with bangs and straight hair, they will naturally think that she didn't style her hair today. This is her original hairstyle.

"No." Zhou Zhou pinched his finger bones and moved him upwards, touching something slightly hard. "He's wearing a wig."

When he heard it was a wig, he took a closer look.

Unable to discern the difference with the naked eye, he lowered his hand: "It's quite natural."

Zhou Zhou was a little curious: "They all thought it was my original hairstyle, no one found it strange, how could you think I cut my hair?"

Cheng Yu hooked his finger at her, motioning her to come closer.

When he leaned over, his earlobe was licked in an ambiguous way: "I know all the moles on your body, not to mention how long your bangs are."

Zhou Zhou's ears felt slightly hot, spreading from the place he licked.

Just as she was about to move aside, someone seemed to pull her hair.

She lowered her head, and Cheng Yu's fingers had entangled her hair and rolled it to her neck.

Some memories suddenly popped up. Every time he hugged her in bed, he would consciously or unconsciously play with her hair with his fingers.

I didn't think anything of it at first.

Now look at it again, the color is not even a little bit.

Cheng Yu chuckled softly beside him, untangling the hair from his fingers. This strand of hair had a slight curl, making it particularly eye-catching among the straight hair.

"Take a break." He stopped teasing her. "If you can't catch the night view, you can catch the sunrise. It's just right to make up for the sunrise you missed last time."

It was already four o'clock when we arrived in Hong Kong.

Compared to the damp and cold weather in Beijing, Hong Kong was very hot, and the two took off their heavy coats before getting off the plane.

Zhou Zhou wanted to laugh when she saw the snow boots on her feet, as they didn't match her light outfit.

Cheng Yu suddenly produced a shoe box from somewhere, which contained casual shoes of her size, which matched her outfit very well.

"When did you prepare it?" Zhou Zhou asked as he put on his clothes.

Cheng Yu didn't know what he was thinking about. He suddenly hummed softly, and his voice suddenly changed, with an unhappy and arrogant tone: "When you are happily setting off fireworks."

Zhou Zhou: “…”

After getting off the plane and leaving the airport, there was a car waiting outside, which took them directly to Victoria Harbour.

It was not yet five o'clock when we got there, and the sky was just getting light.

After staying up all night, neither of them was tired.

There were almost no people at Victoria Harbour at five o'clock.

The sky was tinged with pale white. After they walked along the road for a while, the blue color gradually appeared.

Soon, the blue of the sky gradually became layered, and a soft golden color covered it, and golden rays of light slanted down.

A dazzling orange light leaped up from the horizon, reflecting on the ripples on the water, which was a beautiful sight.

Zhou Zhou stopped and leaned on the railing to look into the distance at the buildings on the opposite bank.

The salty, wet sea breeze blowing in her face made her feel refreshed. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "What a nice weather today."

Cheng Yu leaned against the railing, his hands stretched out lazily, tilted his head and asked with a smile: "How good is it?"

"Very good." As the clouds lit up, a faint orange hue covered the sky. Zhou Zhou smiled and asked him, "Do you think we'll see 'fire clouds' today?"

Cheng Yu looked up, a smile on his lips: "Zhou Zhou, am I okay?"

His answer had nothing to do with her question, and Zhou Zhou was stunned.

Thinking of his careful preparations for the night, she lowered the wall in her heart: "You are very good."

"Are you okay?" Cheng Yu put down his hand on the railing and turned to face the sea with her.

The back of his hand was covered, and his voice was moistened by the sea breeze, inexplicably tender, "Then there will be a sunset glow."