Chapter 66 Jealousy

Wu Zhou slowly clenched his fist, completely ignoring the pain in his wrist. Jiang Xia quickly gently grasped his fingers, reminding him not to move.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xia looked up.

Jiang Xia pursed her lips and asked cautiously, "Did I hurt you?"

Wu Zhou's eyes were deep and unfathomable, and he could still see the two red marks on Jiang Xia's neck, which must have been made in the last two days.

It couldn't be Wu Ming, who's still in the Fog Kingdom.

But Jiang Xia didn't seem to notice... Thinking back to Zhan Lintian's phone call last night...

It seems I couldn't get Jiang Xia to agree...

Wu Zhou met Shang Jiangxia's eyes and suddenly chuckled softly: "No, it's just that the iodine is a little cold."

Jiang Xia breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered his head and wrapped the gauze around the gauze again and again, tying a knot.

His movements were skillful and light, causing Wu Zhou almost no discomfort.

Wu Zhou didn't mention the hickey either.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

The waiter said, "Sir, extra bed service available."

The hotel's extra bed was just a small bed, which Jiang Xia frowned at; it was too small.

Wu Zhou was curled up on the small bed, and he was afraid he would have a sore back the next day. He had seen hotels that turned "sofas" into beds, and those were quite spacious.

Jiang Xia was just about to ask.

The waiter then apologized, "Sir, I'm very sorry, this is the only bed we have left."

"Yeah, it's nothing."

Wu Zhou didn't mind; as long as he could sleep, that was fine.

He had just closed the door and stepped back into the room when he looked up and saw Jiang Xia pushing the small bed next to the single bed.

Jiang Xia felt his gaze, looked up and glanced back, then continued pushing: "If we put them together, we can make a big bed. It will be more comfortable if we each sleep in half."

He moved swiftly, completing all of this before Wu Zhou could even get close.

Then Jiang Xia clapped his hands, reached out to stop him, and said with a smile, "Alright, your hand is injured, don't use it recklessly."

Then he spread the two quilts out separately. The second quilt he brought was probably a temporary cover, as it didn't fit well. He stood by the bed, holding the edges, and tossed it up and down rapidly.

Jiangxia worked diligently.

As the blankets rose and fell, Jiang Xia's face appeared and disappeared.

He was clearly very happy. Wu Zhou stared at his face, lost in thought, realizing that coming tonight was the right decision.

If this weren't a hotel, I'd love to be at home.

Rather than a hotel with a more ambiguous atmosphere, Wu Zhou hoped that the two of them were at home right now.

In a warm room, on a snowy night, Jiang Xia and I made our bed together, turned off the lights, and cuddled together to sleep, chatting about what had happened during the day.

When Jiang Xia relaxes, he likes to swing his legs, so he probably unconsciously stepped on his own feet with the soles of his feet. When he was discovered, he clamped his legs around Jiang Xia to prevent him from moving around, and could only laugh awkwardly before burying his face in his own shoulder.

Wu Zhou's gaze grew even deeper. After he was done, Jiang Xia patted the soft blanket and tilted his head back to invite him, "Go to sleep."

When Wu Zhou spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Okay."

He slept on one side of the makeshift bed first: "You'll be more comfortable sleeping over there. What time do you need to get up tomorrow?"

"I plan to get up at 8 o'clock, starting at 10 o'clock. I set my alarm for 7:50, which will ring every 10 minutes. It should ring a second time too."

Jiang Xia lay on the bed, originally intending to turn his back to Wu Zhou, but the other's gaze was too focused, making him feel itchy all over.

He was facing Wu Zhou, and could see his well-defined face through the faint light from the window.

Jiang Xia eventually lay flat on the bed—he couldn't sleep, and he preferred to sleep on his side.

He didn't draw the curtains either, otherwise he might think it was still midnight when it got light the next day.

When he travels alone on business, his biggest worry is oversleeping.

Wu Zhou said in a low voice, "Then I can call you then."

Jiang Xia looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Wu Zhou said in a low voice, "I usually wake up at seven o'clock."

"So early?" Jiang Xia asked curiously.

"Is it like this every day? What about weekends?"

Jiang Xia couldn't help but press for more information.

Wu Zhou hummed in agreement: "That's how it is."

"Aren't you sleepy?" Jiang Xia's voice grew softer and softer.

Wu Zhou shook his head: "If I wake up, there's no point in lying in bed."

Jiang Xia couldn't understand, but expressed his understanding. Drowsiness gradually crept in, and he unknowingly fell asleep.

In the darkness, Wu Zhou hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and pulled the person into his arms.

He looked at the hickeys on Jiang Xia's neck in the dim light from the window, and gently ran his fingertips over them.

Wu Zhou murmured softly, "After you finish your work tomorrow..."

He kissed the stray hairs on Jiang Xia's forehead...

The next morning, Wu Zhou woke up a little after seven o'clock. Jiang Xia was fast asleep, lying on top of him.

Wu Zhou thought for a moment, turned off Jiang Xia's alarm clock, then lay on the bed holding Jiang Xia, occasionally tapping his face.

Jiang Xia has great skin. Although he always feels that he is getting old, Wu Zhou thinks that he has hardly changed since he was young.

Jiang Xia rested her face on his shoulder, her left cheek chubby. Wu Zhou reached out and gently pinched it. She seemed to have gained a little weight, but compared to her previous thinness, she looked much better now.

Moreover, Jiangxia is very good at...

When he first graduated, perhaps due to too much pressure, he gained weight for about half a year. But apart from having a bit more baby fat, most of the weight went to his buttocks and thighs.

Wu Ming might not like it, but Wu Zhou thinks... a little plump is better. What could Wu Ming possibly understand?

He once shamefully thought of holding Jiang Xia and coaxing him to not listen to Wu Ming's nonsense, saying that he was handsome no matter what.

Wu Zhou watched for an hour before gently patting Jiang Xia on the back: "It's eight o'clock."

Jiang Xia woke up with a start: "Why isn't the alarm clock ringing? Did I oversleep?"

Looking at his phone again, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, I was planning to sleep until 8:30 at the latest."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zhouyi reached out and pulled Jiang Xia into his arms. The warm embrace made Jiang Xia feel sleepy again.

Wu Zhou said softly, "I'll call you at 8:27 sharp, trust me."

Jiang Xia initially wanted to refuse: "I definitely won't be able to sleep, I'll just close my eyes."

"Closing your eyes is also a form of rest."

Jiang Xia gave a soft "hmm," closed her eyes, and could hear the faint sound of Wu Zhou getting out of bed and walking around.

He could actually get up at nine o'clock today, but he wanted to have as much buffer time as possible, afraid that if he slept until nine, he would be in a rush...

But now that Wu Zhou is here, my heart, which had been hanging in suspense, has suddenly been put at ease.

When I went out with Wu Ming before, I didn't dare to expect him to have a sense of time.

On a lazy yet beautiful morning, Jiang Xia finally got up with renewed energy, quickly washed up, changed his clothes, and put on a sports brand windbreaker as an outer layer.

This is one of the sponsors of this event, and all staff members are required to wear it.

Wu Zhou stood aside and saw that the red marks on Jiang Xia's neck had faded a bit... and didn't look so unsightly anymore.

Before leaving, Jiang Xia looked at Wu Zhou and asked, "Are you... staying at the hotel or going to watch the game? The tickets for the inner field should be sold out a long time ago."

Jiang Xia said softly, "However, I can bring an assistant in. I informed you in advance before you arrived yesterday. Of course, it's fine if you don't go."

Wu Zhou approached: "I'll go with you."

On the way, Jiangxia explained the precautions to him.

Although he is an assistant, he is not allowed to enter the sports or interview areas, but he can help Jiang Xia carry her luggage and stay in the waiting area.

As soon as Wu Zhou sat down on the field, Jiang Xia disappeared.

He accompanied the athletes to their warm-up and waiting areas to avoid language barriers.

Jiang Xia has been reading the notices issued by the organizers for the past few days, and also checking the messages in the group chat whenever he has a spare moment.

This was the first time Haijiang had hosted a large-scale international event, and there were many shortcomings. For example, some staff members were brought in temporarily due to a shortage of manpower, and we were almost misled during the exchange in the Yangtze River Gorges.

Jiang Xia was also a temporary staff member, but she handled her work with great ease.

Although the contestants couldn't understand other people's languages, it was still clear that Jiang Xia was much more experienced than them.

Wu Zhou looked down at his phone, which was broadcasting live the waiting situation of popular players.

Jiang Xia himself did not appear in the live broadcast room, but Wu Zhou heard his voice.

Against the backdrop of icy snow, Jiang Xia's slightly aloof voice, with its standard pronunciation and fluent switching between three languages, added a touch of gentleness to Wu Zhou's eyes.

As a small place, Duliang is a place where locals rarely speak Mandarin and generally use their local dialect.

Wu Ming, a native of Mengcheng, had spent five or six years in Duliang, and his speech had taken on a slightly nonchalant accent.

On the contrary, Jiang Xia, as a native of Duliang, had no accent at all.

He knew that it must have been extremely difficult behind the scenes...

How could someone like that give up a bright future for Wu Ming...?

Some viewers in the live stream commented on how nice the translator's voice was, and Wu Zhou smiled, proud of Jiangxia.

While Wu Zhou was browsing, Wu Ming sent a message: "Brother, can you do me a favor?"

"What kind of help?" Wu Zhou frowned.

"Jiang Xia works in Haijiang. I'm watching his live stream. Could you help me contact him and order a bouquet of flowers to be sent over to celebrate the successful completion of his work?"

Wu Zhou only replied with four words: "Stop associating with him. If I find out again, you'll be marrying Xie Xingzhang next month."

Wu Ming was dejected; as expected, his elder brother had taken his anger out on Jiang Xia because of him.

Wu Ming gritted his teeth and pondered. He couldn't let his older brother know that he liked Jiang Xia, so he absolutely couldn't let his older brother know that he had returned to China early to celebrate Jiang Xia's birthday...

He had already made plans: under the guise of a seven- or eight-day trip to the Maldives, he would stay there for three days to explore, then transfer to a small airport in China, and finally take the high-speed train back to Montreal…

He sent another message to his older brother, offering a flimsy explanation, essentially trying to make his brother believe that he sent the flowers simply out of friendship.

Wu Zhou did not reply, so Wu Ming assumed he had agreed.

So he continued browsing the live stream and Jiang Xia's WeChat Moments...

Skiing is an extreme sport, and watching it live is much more exciting than watching it on a live stream. Jiang Xia stood there with a smile on his face, watching the athletes "fly" through the air one by one.

How scary... his legs felt a little weak.

But the people around me were cheering.

Despite the tension, Jiang Xia did not lower his professional standards because of his fear.

As expected, the contestant he was in charge of won the championship, and reporters swarmed around him, microphones all pointed at him.

With everyone talking back and forth, Jiang Xia not only had to translate, but also help maintain order at the scene; otherwise, he really wouldn't know whose questions to translate.

The champion is a bit introverted, so he doesn't talk much and his answers are somewhat hesitant.

However, he asked Jiang Xia this morning to translate it in a slightly more "proficient" way.

Jiang Xia said there was no problem.

After the interview ended, although he couldn't understand what Jiang Xia was saying, he could tell from the reporters' expressions that they seemed quite satisfied and even a little admiring.

After a busy day, Jiang Xia hurriedly went to find Wu Zhou, whom he had left in the waiting area.

He jogged over and saw a bright red flower in the distance—a bouquet of roses amidst the snow.

After seeing so much snow today, Jiangxia's eyes felt a bit blurry, and he didn't dare to squint too hard to see.

When he ran up to him, Wu Zhou took the opportunity to stuff the flowers inside, and the bright red roses filled Jiang Xia's arms.

Jiang Xia raised her head from among the flowers and smiled at Wu Zhou.

Wu Zhou said, "There's something I can talk to you about after I get back to the hotel."

Jiang Xia nodded with a smile.

As soon as Jiang Xia entered the hotel, she swayed and was pinned against the door by the man.

Wu Zhou's voice was filled with extreme dissatisfaction with Zhan Lintian: "Zhan Lintian can kiss you, but I can't?"

"Did you let him kiss you willingly? Did you refuse?"

Jiang Xia froze, looking at him with a blank expression.

The man's fingertips traced the red mark on the back of his neck, his voice hoarse: "There's a hickey... Jiang Xia, may I?"

A note from the author:

Jiang Xia: How come I didn't know?

Zhan Lintian: Because I didn't say it.

Mr. Wu had been holding back all day; if he hadn't been worried about Jiang Xia's work, he would have lost his temper last night.

Wu Zhou: Who told you to eat my wife? I've guarded her for so many years and never dared to eat her.

*

To be fair, when Wu Zhou was intimate with his wife after their marriage, he liked to touch and hug her, so he liked to hold her... well, because when he held her, he needed to pinch her buttocks and the base of her thighs with his hands.

With a little force from your fingers, the soft flesh of your leg is slightly squeezed out from between your fingers.

Wu Ming used to like to put his hand on Jiang Xia's shoulder because he was the same height as Jiang Xia, both 180cm. He didn't work out, so what else could he do besides put his hand on her shoulder?

So he sometimes complained that Jiangxia had gotten fat.

But Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhan are different; they're both much bigger than Jiang Xia, and they can easily carry people around. [Sunglasses]

"The Charismatic Man Became My Top and Queen [Quick Transmigration]" by Xiaoren Cangrourou

The main story is finished!

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Facing the furious protagonist, and the beautiful but manipulative woman hiding behind him.

Jiang Wu only said three sentences.

"He's richer than him, more powerful than him, and even breathes harder than him."

Green Tea blinked a few times, and amidst the protagonist's livid face, sweetly snuggled into Jiang Wu's arms. "Brother is so mean, why did you only come to pick me up now?"

[Double O Love: I've Fallen for Your Beloved]

Jiang Wu's general fiancé was photographed several times in one day having intimate moments with a military academy freshman.

That night, the woman who was the subject of the scandal in the Interstellar Times was bound hand and foot and made to kneel in front of his bed. Her still somewhat immature face was full of humiliation and resentment.

The usually arrogant prince felt a mischievous urge to tease him.

With a slight lift of her long leg, her toes gently traced across the young man's chest, casually teasing the thin skin beneath his shirt, before finally hooking the young man's chin and lifting his head.

He chuckled and said, "It doesn't look small either. How about trying something different?"

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[Bonus Chapter: Sweet Talk, Super Sweet Guide Top vs. Dark Sentinel Bottom]

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