Chapter 98 My left hand is a little empty

Zhou Zhou ordered two simple meals.

When the meal was almost over, someone rang the doorbell again and Cheng Yu's suitcase was delivered.

After dinner, Cheng Yu changed his clothes.

Zhou Zhou has been free recently and has taken on another design order online, which has reached the final rendering stage.

She plans to finish it before returning home.

Cheng Yu didn't disturb her and played games on the screen projection in the bedroom.

After playing for half an hour, he got bored and saw that she was still motionless in the study, so he went to curl up on the small sofa in the study.

The study was not big, and he was right on her right. He could lift his long legs and put them on her legs.

Cheng Yu was used to being casual, so he just stretched out his legs and lifted them over her legs.

Once he puts it on, there is no way to adjust your sitting position.

"You're very heavy, okay?" Zhou Zhou pushed his legs down.

Just as I pushed it down, the legs shamelessly wrapped around me again: "My legs are too long, there's no place to put them up."

Zhou Zhou: “…”

Pushing his legs down again, "Go lie down on the bed."

"No." Cheng Yu lay on the sofa, his chin lazily supported by one hand, his head tilted and relaxed. "Zhou Zhou, my wrist is a little cold."

Zhou Zhou:?

Cold wrists, what the hell.

Meeting her confused gaze, he raised his reclining posture a little, pulled out his left hand from his chin, and shook it lazily:

"The wrists are very important. If they are exposed to any cold stimulation, it will cause blood vessels to constrict, slowing blood flow, which will then affect the entire blood circulation and cause insufficient blood supply... You know this, right?"

He spoke a lot slowly, then hissed calmly, "It's really cold."

Zhou Zhou: "The indoor temperature is now 26 degrees."

"26 degrees on my wrist."

Really serious nonsense.

Zhou Zhou saw through his ulterior motives and deliberately disagreed with him: "I'll raise the price for you by one degree."

"27 degrees is killing me."

"28 degrees."

"It's too hot, it's killing you."

Cheng Yu waited for a while, but she didn't continue talking, so he looked at her sideways.

Not very happy: "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"I still can't see your intentions. I'm being played around by you."

Zhou Zhou stared at the computer screen, adjusting the parameters for the number of steps in the circular staircase. His smile was very peaceful under the light cast by the computer. "You can't hold it in anymore, you'll tell it."

Cheng Yu sighed softly.

He sat up straight and stretched out his left hand in front of her: "Don't you think my left hand is a little empty?"

A healthy, wheat-colored arm suddenly inserted itself between the face and the computer.

Lowering her eyes, she saw the veins on the back of his hand extending down his forearm bulge slightly. Even just lying there in front of her in this casual and relaxed manner, he looked incredibly firm and strong.

We went through so much trouble just for this.

"How childish!" Zhou Zhou laughed.

Seeing that she finally understood, Cheng Yu withdrew his hand, looking contented: "Is it not possible?"

He was not originally the type of person who was cold and aloof.

He had already confessed his feelings to Zhou Zhou, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with showing her the childishness hidden in his bones.

Zhou Zhou said, "That was given to welcome him to the capital."

Cheng Yu boasted: "You can welcome me to California."

"Really?" Zhou Zhou looked back at the soft bone slumped on the sofa again and gave a perfunctory smile, "You came to California to scare people, not to welcome you."

"You're so frightened and still go to bed. You're amazing."

"Doing something else to enrich yourself can help you forget the shock."

"Full." Cheng Yu only grasped these two words in such a long sentence, with a hint of ambiguous teasing in his eyes, "How full is it? Let me hear it."

Zhou Zhou closed his eyes.

Closing her eyes was of no use. Cheng Yu was speaking with his mouth, but she simply didn't hear him.

Her work was interrupted by him and stopped for ten minutes. She checked the time and said, "You can stay anywhere else, but leave the study immediately."

Cheng Yu tilted his head to look at her without moving: "My wrist is cold, it will be warmed up by the presence of others."

"Put on the watch you took off."

It's not like he came here without a watch.

Cheng Yu had a plan in mind. He said slowly, "It's out of sync with California time, so it won't be very effective."

Zhou Zhou couldn't persuade him, so he raised his hand and pulled off the hair tie.

Her long black hair spread out in all directions. She casually tucked her hair behind her ears and handed him the hairband: "Wear this, it's yours."

Cheng Yu glanced at it but didn't reach out to take it immediately: "Trading a watch for a hairband is quite a way to pass the time."

"Love or..."

The hand that was withdrawn was caught, and the hairband fell off her fingertips and was wrapped around his fingers.

Cheng Yu played with it casually for a few seconds, then slowly put the hair tie on his left wrist: "In the past, tying hair was called tying the hair to become a couple. You don't use it to tie your hair anymore, you want to tie me down."

Zhou Zhou: “…”

Why hadn't she noticed before that he was quite talkative?

Fortunately, Cheng Yu finally calmed down.

He didn't move, still sitting on the sofa, playing with his cell phone.

Zhou Zhou occasionally glanced over and saw that he was watching a movie. His right index finger would occasionally tug at the hair tie on his wrist, then hook it around his fingertip and let go.

Soon, her mind returned to the computer.

After finally completing the 3D rendering of the duplex's circular spiral staircase, she released her hand holding the mouse, leaned back in her chair and stretched.

He let out a long sigh, rubbed his neck and turned to look at Cheng Yu, but he had fallen asleep without him knowing.

I looked at the time and it was already two o'clock in the morning.

No one disturbed her, and she immersed herself in her work so thoroughly that she paid no attention to the time and forgot about the people around her.

He was facing her direction, sound asleep.

A distance of 11,000 kilometers, a journey of more than ten hours, not to mention the time spent on the road, he should have been sleepy long ago.

Zhou Zhou turned off the phone, moved his chair quietly without making any noise, and squatted carefully in front of him.

He lay on his side, his breathing even and shallow, requiring close attention to hear. He appeared unusually quiet and docile as he slept, a stark contrast to his usual unbridled demeanor.

Perhaps he felt a little tired and languid, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Zhou Zhou felt soft in his heart and raised his hand to soothe him, but when his hand touched him, he grabbed it.

"Did I disturb you?" Thinking of his bad temper when he woke up, she lowered her voice deliberately.

There was a pause of two seconds before I heard him answer: "No."

His eyelids were still drooping, and his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't woken up yet. His words were barely articulate, "Go to sleep."

There was no sign of displeasure at being disturbed by her.

The big hand still wrapped around her hand.

After waiting for about half a minute, the person on the sofa moved. His eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he could only lift them a crack. He slowly got up from the sofa.

I sat up and didn't move: "I'm so sleepy and have no motivation."

His voice was nasal and he looked lazy and sleepy.

Zhou Zhou knew that he was sleepy and also knew that he was awake. He didn't want to pay attention to his request to take advantage of the opportunity to ask for benefits, but when he saw his slightly tired face, he didn't leave directly.

"Then give me a kiss," she said.

She leaned over and placed a kiss on his lips.

It was gentle, and the time he stayed was not perfunctory, like a feather brushing across her heart. For a moment, she felt a tingling sensation as if her heart had been electrified.

A bit strange.