Chapter 45 Anyone can hear the difference

At noon the next day, the golden sunlight streamed in, casting a halo of light on the silky soft hair.

Like a thin thread passing through the gap between her eyelashes, the light woke her up. Ming Zhao rubbed her eyes and woke up in a daze.

My thoughts returned, gradually drifting back to last night, and my cheeks gradually became hot.

Ming Zhao sat on the bed in frustration. Why was he so good at kissing?

After getting up and washing up, Zhou Tingyun came to call her downstairs to eat.

She was not surprised at his attitude of pretending nothing happened. It was because she knew he would do this that she kissed him without restraint.

Ming Zhao moved closer to Zhou Tingyun, raised his head slightly, and said with a hint of doubt and distress in his eyes.

"Can you help me take a look at my mouth? It feels numb. Did something bite me?"

The man's eyes fell on her slightly swollen lips, his eyes dark.

The moment she came closer, he almost bent down to kiss her out of habit.

"Maybe," he said.

Ming Zhao hummed inwardly.

The two walked down the stairs side by side, and Zhou Qian looked at Ming Zhao in surprise.

"Why is your mouth swollen?"

She shook her head innocently. "I don't know. It's like this since I woke up this morning. Maybe I was bitten by those annoying mosquitoes."

Hearing this, Zhou Tingyun glanced at her.

She pretended not to notice and looked at Mr. Zhou with a smile, "Grandpa, can I bring a friend over for dinner this weekend?"

Mr. Zhou didn't care about such trivial matters. He only asked, "Is it a man or a woman?"

"A man."

Mr. Zhou was immediately very happy and asked her what her name was, where she lived, and how much assets she had.

When she heard that Brother Mu Qing was her childhood neighbor and had recently returned to China to develop his career, she was extremely satisfied and couldn't wait to invite him to her home for dinner.

Zhou Tingyun had no expression on his face, but when everyone dispersed after dinner, he grabbed Mingzhao's wrist and pulled her back.

The girl pressed the corners of her lips upturned, "What?"

He looked at her and said calmly, "Brother Mu Qing?"

"What's going on?" Ming Zhao looked puzzled. "Hasn't that what you've always been saying?"

"You were calling him Brother Mu Qing before," he corrected.

"Really?" Ming Zhao thought for a moment and explained, "Maybe it's because we felt a little strange when we first met, but now that we've talked more, we've become familiar with each other."

Zhou Tingyun's eyes were dark. He let go of her hand and said calmly, "Okay."

For several days, Ming Zhao was very close to Zhou Tingyun as usual, deliberately flirting with him, while at the same time he talked about Lin Muqing with Boss Zhou in a boastful manner.

As she looked at Zhou Tingyun, his brows became increasingly cold, and his smile became sweeter.

Who told him to pretend nothing happened?

Just pretend nothing happened.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was the day when Lin Muqing came to dinner.

He was very polite and brought many valuable gifts when he visited for the first time.

Old Master Zhou was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He praised him with all kinds of good things and even arranged for him to sit next to Ming Zhao.

After Lin Muqing sat down, he looked at Zhou Tingyun and greeted him with a smile.

The man responded calmly, his voice steady and gentle, as if he were just a kind and good brother, without a trace of other emotions.

Lin Muqing raised his eyebrows slightly. Time and experience are truly magical things. If Zhou Tingyun was sixteen or seventeen years old, he would never be able to be so magnanimous.

While answering Mr. Zhou's questions, he picked up some food for Mingzhao. Their interaction was intimate and familiar.

On the other side, Zhou Siyu and Zhou Qi'an looked at each other.

Help, how come such a strong enemy suddenly appears?

Lin Muqing is also good-looking, considerate and gentle, which makes him more popular with girls no matter how you look at him.

It’s over, it’s over.

Big brother won’t suffer a crushing defeat!

The old house was not far from Houhai. After dinner, Mr. Zhou asked Mingzhao to take him for a walk. "Your brother Mu Qing just returned to China. Let's take him to familiarize himself with the environment."

Lin Muqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and said: "Zhao Zhao and I are in a similar situation, why not..."

He looked at Zhou Tingyun, "Brother Tingyun, come with us."

Mr. Zhou frowned, not wanting Zhou Tingyun to interfere. "He's busy with work. You young people, if you hang out more, you'll be able to feel more relaxed and at ease."

young people?

"Brother," Ming Zhao asked him, suppressing a smile, "Do you have time?"

The man looked at her, his dark eyes deep and obscure.

A few days ago, she was still clinging to him and kissing him, but now she keeps her distance and calls him brother.

"Yes." He said briefly.

The three of them were walking on the street, with two handsome guys with different styles sandwiching a bright beauty in the middle, which attracted a lot of attention.

On the street, a flower-selling girl who was playing with her mobile phone saw someone passing by, picked up the flowers and handed them forward, blurting out her professional rhetoric.

"Handsome guy, buy a bunch of flowers for your girlfriend..."

Her voice hesitated, "...right?"

No, who are the couple?

She was holding the flowers in front of Zhou Tingyun, and it was not right to accept them, nor was it right to not accept them.

Zhou Tingyun paused for a moment and was about to take action when Lin Muqing took the flowers first and gave them to Mingzhao.

He explained to the flower girl, "This is her brother."

Then I scanned the QR code to pay.

Ming Zhao stole a glance at Zhou Tingyun's expression, then smiled and thanked Lin Muqing, "Thank you, Brother Muqing."

Brother, and Brother Mu Qing.

Anyone can hear the difference.

Ming Zhao felt Zhou Tingyun's deep gaze quietly falling on her, and she frowned.

The autumn weather is pleasant and perfect for strolling.

Ming Zhao and Lin Muqing were chatting happily, as if no one else was around. Zhou Tingyun walked a step behind Ming Zhao and listened to her talk about interesting things happening abroad.

To be honest, Lin Muqing is a good marriage partner.

He has a good family background, a gentle personality, and most importantly, he is good enough to Ming Zhao.

He should rest assured.

What happened before was a mistake he made out of selfishness. No one will know about it, and no one will remember it.

However, the more calmly I thought about it and the more carefully I unraveled the mystery, the more I became tormented by jealousy.

Like a venomous snake gnawing at his heart,

My original relief over her blackout turned into resentment when I saw her dazzling smile.

Why not tell her.

He looked at her profile, the sunlight dancing on her long, curled eyelashes and the fine hairs on her skin.

This is the sister he raised.

He knew everything about her, and now he even knew where she liked to be kissed, and how hard she kissed to make her moan and act coquettishly.

His eyes swept across her slightly pink cheeks to her small, shiny earlobes. Her earlobes were very sensitive, and would make pleasant sounds when gently kneaded.

Zhou Tingyun allowed those dark thoughts to occupy his mind bit by bit.

Tell her how she and her brother were entangled in kissing, from the car to the bed, and their lips were swollen.

What kind of expression would she have? Would she regret not being obedient and not keeping the proper distance from him?