Chapter 81 Zhou Zhou's Romance

Whether Cheng Yu is good or not has nothing to do with whether there are sunset clouds or morning glow, and it is nonsense to say that they can be the decisive factor.

It sounded so natural when he said it that it seemed like it was all natural.

Romance is sometimes strange and bizarre. Zhou Zhou heard him say it so confidently, and even though he found it unbelievable, he still had some expectations.

Inexplicably, she thought of romance.

Even though we just took a walk, watched the sunrise along the beach, and said a few ambiguous words, these two words popped out naturally.

This romance probably started last night.

A rain of fireworks, a specially requested route, and a chance to make up for the sunrise I didn’t have time to see before.

It was only then that Zhou Zhou realized how terrifying Cheng Yu was. She only focused on the fact that "Cheng Yu inexplicably gave her a rain of fireworks", and ignored the fact that "this rain of fireworks was placed in front of Shen Congyu" which he had done deliberately.

People appeared in the park, even if they did not participate, they diverted her attention.

After watching the fireworks rain he gave her, the second scene lost its novelty.

As the novelty wears off, the romance diminishes.

Then, as the situation gradually worsened, she had forgotten that Shen Congyu had also set off a rain of fireworks for her.

The sea breeze blew her hair, and the humid air blew towards her, covering her entire cheeks, and the thin layer of fluff seemed to be covered with moisture.

Zhou Zhou grabbed the railing, leaned back, and stretched his arms out: "You've been taking great pains with me."

"Yeah." Cheng Yu became more relaxed in this comfortable environment, and said leisurely, "It's worth it to get a compliment from you."

He saw a layer of orange light covering her face and raised his eyes, "Fire Cloud."

Zhou Zhou looked at the clouds and really saw the fiery morning glow.

The clouds were completely lit up, and the fiery red clouds rolled in the clouds and projected onto the sea. At this moment, the sky and the sea merged into one, and they were also bathed in light.

Zhou Zhou glanced at him sideways and half-jokingly said, "Cheng Yu's romance?"

Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Do you think it's romantic?"

"I don't know." Zhou Zhou said truthfully, "It's not like you came to Victoria Harbour on a whim. You're so cunning, maybe you knew there was a high probability of a fire cloud today."

The sunset clouds are predictable.

Cheng Yu felt that Zhou Zhou's words were quite depressing.

Under such beautiful scenery, I tried to guess his motives step by step.

Whether he knew it in advance or not, it didn't affect him bringing her here to see such a magnificent sight.

Knowing in advance is a carefully prepared romance. Not knowing is an unexpected romance, a small happiness in the moment.

That's his idea.

He wanted to know the difference this made for him: "So do you think it was romantic because I knew it early on or because we both didn't know it?"

Zhou Zhou didn't even think about it: "I don't know."

"Why."

"If it were someone else, it would be romantic no matter what. But if it were you, everything you prepared in advance would have a purpose."

Cheng Yu didn't expect this, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and laughed.

He said, "You always remember my bad things."

He lazily put his arm around her shoulders and led her along the embankment for a slow walk. "My goal was to bring you to see the sunrise, so I set off a rain of fireworks to take you away."

This sunrise itself has no purpose.

It comes from his thoughts and interest.

"I don't always remember your bad things." Zhou Zhou smiled faintly. "If I did, I wouldn't have said it was 'Cheng Yu's romance' from the beginning."

From the moment the word "romance" popped into her mind, no matter whether he had ulterior motives or it was an unexpected surprise, she felt that watching this sunrise was worth it.

Cheng Yu's heart trembled slightly.

It seemed like he rarely heard her speak so frankly.

This feeling is very strange.

When Zhou Zhou was being sensitive, he thought she was being pretentious. But when she was as frank and straightforward as he was, he thought he was being pretentious instead.

Not used to it.

It's not like he hasn't seen her passionate and unrestrained side before, but that was always because he didn't press her too hard.

If he gets close, she will bring out her rules with a cold face.

For the first time, she pressed close to him as he pressed close to her.

Zhou Zhou suddenly stopped: "Cheng Yu."

She called his name.

Cheng Yu was holding her and stopped at the same pace as her: "Hmm?"

“This is Hong Kong.”

"Um."

"No one knows me, and no one knows you."

"What's wrong."

Zhou Zhou turned around, and the arm that was on her shoulder fell to her waist. He heard her say, "I want to kiss you."

The hand that Xuxu had placed on her waist tightened.

It would be a lie to say that he wasn't surprised. Cheng Yu never thought that Zhou Zhou would have such an idea.

He clasped her waist tightly, his voice hoarse for a moment, his eyes dark and intense: "Really?"

"real."

Zhou Zhou hooked his finger at him.

Cheng Yu met her smiling eyes, slowly bent down and moved his face closer.

The expected kiss did not come. The person in his arms was like a slippery loach. The moment he approached, she slipped out and ran away for a distance.

I was clearly being fooled, but when I realized it, I just felt angry and amused.

Cheng Yu quickly chased after her: "Zhou Zhou."

He rolled up his sleeves and gritted his teeth in a feigned sinister manner, "If I catch you, you're done."

"Then you catch it." Zhou Zhou ran a distance and stopped, stretching his hands in his direction, "Hurry up."

She had no intention of running seriously at all.

Cheng Yu didn't know what trick she was trying to play, but he took a few steps and grabbed her wrist.

Just when he wanted to pull the person into his arms: "Zhou Zhou, you..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and she suddenly stood on tiptoe and pressed a kiss to his lips.

Very light and very fast, like the brief brush of a feather.

The aftertaste is heavy, tingling and numb, and the body is temporarily frozen.

"Which is more romantic, telling you in advance or a sudden kiss?" Zhou Zhou took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, hugging his waist and smiling playfully, like a spoiled child. "Just tell me, don't think about it."

The stiff hand hesitated for a moment before pressing on her back.

She didn't need to say it specifically. His brain couldn't bear to think about it, and he blurted out: "It's all romantic."

His senses relaxed and then quickly retracted, and the girl in his arms was trembling.

Laughter filled the air. In the morning at Victoria Harbour, along the promenade by the sea, they watched the sunrise and embraced each other earnestly and passionately.

There was wind in Victoria Harbour, but the sea was calm.

Cheng Yu thought that the wind probably didn't blow across the sea, but blew on him.

He never thought that such a simple kiss without lust could stir up such a huge wave in his heart.

Belongs to Zhou Zhou’s romance.