Chapter 50 Wedding

"Brother can't play hooligan with you today." Zhou Cheng supported his arms on both sides of Su Qingyan's head, then lowered his head and pecked his lips.

"Why?" Su Qingyan inserted her fingers into Zhou Cheng's hair and lingered on his lips.

"Let me rest for a while?" Zhou Cheng gestured to Su Qingyan to look at his waist.

The pain-relieving patch on Zhou Cheng's lower back has been removed, revealing a darker bruise and expanding in size.

"!" Su Qingyan actually forgot about this matter. Thinking about how he had asked him to ski and shovel the snow wall all afternoon, his heart was tightened, "Why didn't you tell me earlier..."

Su Qingyan sat up as he spoke, and gently touched the bruise with his fingertips.

"Do you want to apply some medicine?"

"No, just take a rest."

Maybe the painkillers he took had worn off, and at night Zhou Cheng felt severe back pain again. After Su Qingyan's disturbance, he really couldn't bear it.

But when Su Qingyan kissed the bruise with heartache, Zhou Cheng felt as if he was instantly struck by an electric current. He pulled Su Qingyan over and pressed him under him again.

"You're trying to be a hooligan again."

The bedroom was filled with the ambiguous sound of water and suppressed gasps.

"Stop screaming." Zhou Cheng heard Su Qingyan's voice becoming more and more presumptuous, so he freed a hand to cover his mouth.

"Zhou Cheng..."

Su Qingyan didn't expect Zhou Cheng to be so direct. She thought he would kiss and caress her first, but he went straight to the point. Then she thought about her being held by Zhou Cheng's hand, and she was completely defeated.

Zhou Cheng saw tears in the corners of his eyes because his mouth was covered, so he gritted his teeth and let go of his hand.

"Zhou Cheng..." Su Qingyan immediately hugged Zhou Cheng's neck and kissed him randomly.

Zhou Cheng kissed Su Qingyan's mouth, blocking out his voice.

Dim lights, suppressed emotions, lingering tenderness, and finally Su Qingyan raised her head high, biting Zhou Cheng's lips, and her fingers left several deep marks on his back.

"The old wounds haven't healed yet and new ones have appeared." Zhou Cheng looked at Su Qingyan who was still humming with his eyes closed, took a few tissues and said to him.

"I'll help you." Su Qingyan waited until the fireworks in his head slowly died down, then he opened his eyes slightly and said to Zhou Cheng.

"Go back to sleep." Zhou Cheng vaguely heard his father coughing again, patted Su Qingyan's butt and told him to leave quickly.

"How can you sleep like this?" Su Qingyan nudged Zhou Cheng with his knee.

"It's none of your business." Zhou Cheng immediately moved away and kept a safe distance from him.

If I don't leave now, I really can't bear it anymore.

Su Qingyan also heard Mr. Zhou's frequent coughing. Reluctantly, she hugged him and kissed him again, then left.

The next day, when Su Qingyan got up, he saw that Zhou Cheng was the only one at home, and he looked at him with some confusion.

"My dad has a meeting today, so my mom went to buy you something delicious." Zhou Cheng put the reheated milk on the table.

"Let's move out today." Su Qingyan hugged Zhou Cheng from behind, then jumped onto his back.

"Are you going to Xiao Han's wedding tomorrow?" Zhou Cheng didn't answer him.

"Go, you must go. I'm going to give him a big red envelope." Su Qingyan rubbed Zhou Cheng's face with both hands, and his stubble pricked his hands. "Stay out, okay?"

"Wait until we get back to Mincheng."

"Okay...your dad is really scary." Su Qingyan's eyes flashed with the image of Zhou's father, and suddenly felt that Zhou Cheng was not serious at all. "When we get back, we will move directly to Jinghu to live. No refusal allowed."

Su Qingyan suddenly remembered that Zhou Cheng's waist was not healed yet, so she quickly jumped off his back.

"Is your waist okay?"

"It's okay, I can do two rounds of you."

"You..." Su Qingyan couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"Eat." Zhou Cheng looked normal, as if it wasn't him who had spoken just now.

After Zhou Cheng got up on Saturday morning, he vaguely heard voices coming from the guest room. He was a little surprised. Although Su Qingyan had never slept in at his house, he would not get up so early.

Zhou Cheng glanced at the kitchen. His mother was frying eggs. The study door was closed. His father should be in the study. Zhou Cheng walked to the guest room door, knocked twice, and then pushed it open and went in.

Su Qingyan locked himself on the balcony, put on a coat and talked on the phone with a frown. When he saw Zhou Cheng come in, he said a few words hurriedly and hung up the phone.

"It's so cold outside." Zhou Cheng opened the balcony door and pulled Su Qingyan in.

"Did I disturb you?" Su Qingyan immediately hugged Zhou Cheng and put her frozen hands on his back to keep them warm.

"The whole family is up, who can you disturb?" Zhou Cheng pulled Su Qingyan's hand and held it in his own.

"There are some things that need to be dealt with in Mincheng. Can we go back at noon?" Su Qingyan felt it necessary to explain the situation to Zhou Cheng.

"Is it urgent? We can leave now."

Zhou Cheng knew that Su Qingyan had been very busy recently. Now when he heard him say this, he realized that he had been out for a long time.

"I'm going to attend Xiao Xuehua's wedding and leave after that. I asked He Zhu to book the tickets. I'll say goodbye to my uncle and aunt later." Su Qingyan said as he changed his clothes.

"They are going too. My dad and Xiao Han's dad are colleagues." Zhou Cheng looked at Su Qingyan's long and straight legs exposed when she changed clothes and gritted his teeth.

"Oh, are you two childhood sweethearts?" Su Qingyan saw his look and kicked him in the chest.

Zhou Cheng grabbed Su Qingyan's ankle and pulled him towards him.

"We're not childhood sweethearts. We just met in college." After saying that, Zhou Cheng kissed his calf.

"Zhou Cheng, I find you are quite clingy." Su Qingyan felt itchy from his kiss.

After Zhou Cheng and his group arrived at the hotel where Xiao Han was holding his wedding, Zhou's mother kept nagging at Zhou Cheng. Listening to such intensive curses urging marriage, Su Qingyan was already afraid that Zhou Cheng would lose his temper on the spot, but Zhou Cheng remained calm.

"Zhou Cheng, Feng Lu asked us to go over. Uncle and aunt, Zhou Cheng and I will go over and take a look first." Su Qingyan couldn't bear it any longer, so he found an excuse and took Zhou Cheng away.

They came to where Feng Junchi was sitting. Sitting at the same table was a girl with long curly hair and red eyes.

"Did you bully others?" Su Qingyan asked Feng Junchi after sitting down.

"How dare I." Ever since Feng Junchi watched the official announcement video posted by Su Qingyan on WeChat Moments, his disgust for arrogant capitalists has increased.

"Lu Ze said he was with you, where is he?" Su Qingyan looked around but couldn't find Lu Ze.

"Continue to treat his little snowflake friend's anxiety backstage." Feng Junchi said with a helpless tone.

"Amazing..." Su Qingyan didn't expect Lu Ze to have this ability.

The wedding went smoothly, with meticulous attention to detail. Zhou Cheng and Su Qingyan remained at Feng Junchi's table. Lu Ze returned only after the groom entered, his eyes red.

"Dad... I want to get married too." Lu Ze said as he saw Su Qingyan and pulled his arm.

"Who wants to marry you..." Su Qingyan broke away from Lu Ze in disgust.

Zhou Cheng saw Lu Ze and Su Qingyan arguing with each other, so he placed a bottle of juice heavily in front of Su Qingyan and asked him if he wanted to drink it.