Chapter 23 Fake Fake

Ming Zhao was indeed sweating all over now. He said a few perfunctory words to Zhou Tingyun and hung up the video. He lay on the bed for a long time, unable to recover.

The moist and hot breath seemed to still be spraying on the side of my neck, and my back was pressed tightly against the hot chest.

He kept soothing her softly, and soothing kisses fell densely on her earlobes, "It's okay, baby."

But it never stopped.

Ming Zhao raised his hands in a state of despair, covering his red face tightly, his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

He took several breaths and didn't know how long it took before he slowly sat up. His body was wet with sweat and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

She took her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The dream was so vivid that she even subconsciously checked the inside of her thighs to see if there were any finger marks. When she suddenly realized what she was doing, she felt so ashamed that she wanted to bang her head against the wall.

It’s just a dream, just a dream, Ming Zhao comforted himself with his head smoking.

Zhou Tingyun is not a person with this kind of personality at all. It's all fake, all fake.

Not daring to take a nap, Ming Zhao took a shower and changed his clothes, then opened the door directly.

The next second, his expression froze.

The face that had just returned to normal turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The girl didn't know where to put her hands and feet, and stammered, "Brother, good morning."

Zhou Tingyun just wanted to ask about her sleep, but the rosy cheeks in front of him looked a little abnormal, the corners of her eyes were wet and red, and her gaze was obviously evasive.

He frowned imperceptibly and asked her, "What kind of nightmare did you have that made you cry like that?"

Ming Zhao rubbed the corner of his clothes nervously with his fingertips.

Sure enough, my perfunctory response just now was useless...

She lied with her eyes open, "...that's right, I dreamed that you ignored me."

A commonplace topic.

The man paused and dismissed his doubts.

He withdrew his gaze from the trembling pink fingertips and sighed softly, "Don't keep covering your face with a pillow when you cry. You've been holding it in for so long."

He reached out to touch her face, but the girl subconsciously dodged.

His movements froze, and Zhou Tingyun's dark eyes dimmed as he just looked at her quietly.

Ming Zhao's heart trembled.

I want to die!

When she realized what was happening, she felt extremely anxious.

The most terrifying thing is when Zhou Tingyun finds something wrong with her, and anything wrong will be discovered.

When she was little, if she moved her eyelids a little, she would be caught eating a lollipop.

How could she avoid it?

But this hand... this hand...

Her eyes drifted uncontrollably to his hands.

The hand holding the pen to sign the contract was slender and beautiful, with slightly protruding joints, but faintly shimmering with crystal blue.

Ming Zhao simply wanted to bury himself in the ground.

Just as she was racking her brains to find an excuse for her strange behavior, Zhou Tingyun apologized to her first.

The moment he was held in his arms, Ming Zhao was stunned for a moment.

The hand that had been causing trouble in her dream was now patting her back. The man comforted her that dreams and reality were opposites, and severely criticized Zhou Tingyun for ignoring her.

"That's fake." He said in a deep voice, "Why are you taking your anger out on me?"

For a moment, Ming Zhao felt like his heart was about to break.

On one side is a tough and vicious villain, and on the other side is a calm and gentle brother.

Ming Zhao's overloaded heart rate needed to be concealed urgently, so he silently raised his hands and hugged his waist tightly, burying his entire face in his chest, leaving only his bright red ears exposed.

At least she wasn't discovered. She breathed a sigh of relief and continued to push forward as before, "I don't care. It's all your fault anyway."

"My bad," he laughed, his chest trembling slightly, "The sinner Zhou came to invite the eldest lady downstairs for breakfast."

As he was speaking, Zhou Tingyun suddenly noticed the water droplets on the girl's neck and the slightly wet ends of her hair.

Raising a hand, he gently brushed away the strands of hair that were clinging to the side of his neck, "Why did you take a shower this morning?"

She almost choked and struggled to explain, "The heating was too strong and I was sweating a lot."

Zhou Tingyun didn't think much about it. Mingzhao was very clean and would feel uncomfortable all over if he sweated a little bit, so it was normal for him to take a shower.

Downstairs, Mr. Zhou saw the two of them coming down together and couldn't help but frown.

The weather had cleared up, and just after breakfast, Mr. Zhou announced a piece of news in a deep voice.

"Starting today, Zhou Tingyun, you will move out of the Ming family and move back to the Zhou family."

He absolutely could not leave these two alone together.

Ming Zhao suddenly looked up, disbelief in his eyes.

Live back in Zhou's house? Why?

She looked at Zhou Tingyun anxiously, waiting for him to refuse.

Ming Zhao never assumed that he would agree, so when he saw the man calmly say "I understand", his head buzzed and his pupils shrank slightly.

How could he do this?

My anger was boiling over, and for a moment, I felt a sense of betrayal.

Is this what he meant by dreams being the opposite of reality?

Ming Zhao pinched his palms and couldn't help but feel angry.

She stood up suddenly and said, "I'm going home first."

It’s not like someone has lived here before, Ming Zhao thought calmly.

Whatever, she definitely won’t care about Zhou Tingyun this time.

"Zhao Zhao."

Before Zhou Tingyun had time to explain, he saw that she was angry and immediately grabbed her.

Two voices fell at the same time.

"Whatever you want, I can ask Mommy to adopt another one to keep me company!"

"Mom is not at home, so why don't you move in and live with your brother for a while?"

The girl was stunned.

Oh...ah...so this is what it means.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Ming Zhao tried to make amends with a wry smile.

"Brother, I'm just kidding. I can hardly find a brother as wise, brave, handsome and rich as you."

Seeing his increasingly gloomy face, Ming Zhao immediately behaved himself.

"……sorry."

But I still couldn't help but complain under my breath.

"It's because you didn't tell me earlier..."

She sat down as if nothing had happened and acted coquettishly towards him with a bright smile.

"My dearest brother, please remember to ask Aunt Lin to bring my doll here as well."

Zhou Tingyun almost laughed out of anger.

Zhou Lao's face turned black as charcoal, "When did I agree to this girl——"

"No way, no way," Ming Zhao said pitifully, "Are you really going to leave a lonely little girl like me alone in an empty house?"

"Alas," she sighed softly, "Forget it, my father doesn't love me, my mother doesn't love me, and my brother doesn't care about me. So it's like this."

"It's okay, I'm just an outsider, you guys are family, don't worry about my feelings."

Mr. Zhou: “…”

Zhou Tingyun was so angry that his liver hurt. "I ignore you? An outsider?"

Even though I knew she was pretending to be pitiful, I still felt like every word pierced my heart.

He really came to collect a debt.

Before leaving, he told Ming Zhao with a cold face to call him if he had any problems and not to rush around and bump into things like he did last time.

"I know—" the girl stretched out her voice, her eyes full of smiles, "See you tonight, brother."

His eyes fell on her dimples that looked like they were filled with honey. He sighed silently and pinched her face lightly.

"See you tonight."

Mr. Zhou, who was standing by, only felt the pain in his head from the electric drill.

But living here together with his supervision is much better than living alone in Ming's house.

He comforted himself in this way.