Chapter 2 You Are Not My Type
The woman was stunned for several seconds.
After digesting his words, she realized that she was angry and raised her voice a lot: "Cheng Yu, is it wrong for me to like you?"
Her arrogance did not affect others. Cheng Yu put one hand in his pocket and said lightly: "What I don't want is wrong."
Before leaving angrily, the woman cursed Cheng Yu a few words.
It's not clear whether he was sincere or not, but Cheng Yu's words were very serious and showed no mercy at all.
It's quite to Zhou Zhou's liking.
This man had exactly the same idea as hers.
Those who like money can be given money, those who like status can be given power, and those who are neither high nor low are the most easily moved and have no interests in their hearts.
If there is no benefit, I just want sincerity.
It's really too extravagant, she can't give it to me.
Pretending to be affectionate without genuine affection is deceptive. They love to play, but they have their own boundaries, which is noble.
Zhou Zhou withdrew his gaze, opened the door and went in.
Someone grabbed her by the collar. Cheng Yu came out at some point and stopped behind her. "You're going to run away after the show. Have you paid for the ticket?"
He was very tall, and he picked her up like a chicken and turned her around.
Only then did Zhou Zhou see his face clearly.
The strands of hair on his forehead were slightly damp, hanging above his brow. His eyes looked even darker under the corridor light. His face was both evil and righteous, and the corners of his lips were slightly pulled with a cynical and unruly look.
He leaned over to look at her, his eyelids drooping lazily, with a hint of ruffian in his leisurely manner.
Zhou Zhou asked with a smile: "What kind of drama is 18+ and can be watched live?"
Cheng Yu heard her sarcasm and shook the hand holding her collar: "Huh? You want to see?"
"The heroine is gone."
"Don't you still have it?"
Zhou Zhou looked at him intently for two seconds and smiled.
She hooked her finger at him.
Cheng Yu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he loosened his hand that was pinching her collar, and leaned closer to her ear.
Zhou Zhou looked at his smooth jawline, his heart moved slightly, and he raised his hands to hug his neck.
The earlobe was warm, and the woman's lips pressed against his ear, her breath like orchid, with a teasing and itchy feeling: "Brother, I really like your appearance."
She paused, then changed the subject, letting out a long, thin laugh. "Unfortunately, you're not really to my taste either."
Between adult men and women, one glance can reveal each other's thoughts.
Cheng Yu was smiling, but the look in his eyes when he looked at her was very aggressive, like a hunter locking onto his prey.
He wanted to sleep with her.
Zhou Zhou knew his own charm, and so did Cheng Yu. They both understood each other tacitly and tested each other back and forth.
Cheng Yu didn't say anything and motioned for her to continue.
"Money and power, I can afford both. You have both, but it makes things difficult for me. I'm afraid that my brother will get greedy and ask me for love." Zhou Zhou let go of him and smiled.
Cheng Yu stood up slowly, without any embarrassment of being rejected.
His gaze passed lightly over her face, with a carefree smile on his face: "The Cheng family only has one son, and you keep calling him brother. How can you be a proper sister?"
He pointed out what she was thinking.
His voice was clear and sharp, with the certainty of seeing through people's hearts.
Zhou Zhou's hand on the door paused as he opened it. He glanced back without turning back, only letting out a faint chuckle: "The one who can't sleep is naturally the serious sister."
She walked in, closed the door, and isolated Cheng Yu outside.
After staying upstairs for too long, Zhou Zhou simply changed his clothes and went downstairs.
Pei Shuchen saw her coming downstairs and waved his arms and shouted, "Come quickly, little ancestor, we are short of one and are waiting for you!"
Zhou Zhou walked around the crowd and sat down next to Pei Shuchen. When he looked up, he saw Cheng Yu sitting opposite him.
I don't know when he came down.
He sat cross-legged, his hands on his thighs, his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking about, his mind a little blank.
Pei Shuchen noticed that Zhou Zhou's eyes lingered on Cheng Yu for a few seconds, and after glancing around, he introduced: "Sister Zhou Zhou, this is Cheng Yu."
He added, "You should pay less attention to him. He attracts a lot of attention. Be careful not to walk into a wolf's den and get hurt by him."
Zhou Zhou's eyes wandered as he asked with a smile, "Is he more attractive than you?"
"That's really nothing compared to the big one." Pei Shuchen said this with a bit of pride, "others call me a bastard and him a bastard."
Zhou Zhou: “…”
Bastards and assholes are the same, there is nothing to be proud of.
Cheng Yu, who had been silent the whole time, raised his head and sneered, "Don't force yourself to do this. Do you think anyone can jump in?"
He didn't look at her, not even a glance at her.
The two of them had a tacit understanding on this point. They never mentioned what happened on the second floor and pretended not to know each other.
Although I don’t know him, I won’t let him succeed easily.
She pursed her lips and smiled, then suddenly looked straight at Cheng Yu, innocent yet curious, very harmless: "Is it so difficult to dance?"
Cheng Yu sat opposite her and clearly saw the sly smile in her eyes.
There was an undercurrent between the two.
Then, the corners of his lips curled up.
"You try it."
The voice is very magnetic, and the smiling voice seems to be flirting.
Zhou Zhou withdrew his gaze without saying anything else.
Chen Yiyang, who had just returned from the restroom, took the opportunity to take a look and saw the Monopoly card on the floor. He laughed and scolded, "What the hell are you doing? I brought a girl here, and you perverts are taking advantage of her?"
He bent down and placed his hands on Zhou Zhou's shoulders, looking very intimate.
Cheng Yu, who was standing opposite him, looked over from afar.
Song Yue retorted, "Zhou Zhou just came back, so I have to take care of this old friend of mine. I deliberately picked a version that I can't even kiss, and I won't even let him hold my hand or hug me?"
"Go away, go hold hands with Pei Shuchen."
Chen Yiyang knew that Zhou Zhou was tired and not in the mood to look at men today, so he jokingly urged them to drink and not play those tiring interactive games.
Song Yue cursed and cursed, but finally changed to the Liar Dice.
Zhou Zhou listened to their bickering and laughed so hard that he fell over.
After returning to Beijing after a long absence, she felt more relaxed than ever listening to the familiar Beijing accent and classic Chinese culture instead of just hearing English.
The fatigue from the long journey gradually faded away.
Finally, the card table was closed halfway through the game, and a dozen people gathered together to drink.
Chen Yiyang turned on the speakers and played music.
The villas are in the suburbs, and are far apart from each other, so there is no need to worry about disturbing others. A group of young people sang until their voices were hoarse while holding bottles of wine.
After three rounds of drinks, everyone felt a little tipsy, so they went back to their rooms to rest.
The more Zhou Zhou drank, the more awake he became, and he wasn't sleepy at all at this moment.
She wrapped herself in her coat, pushed open the French window on the first-floor balcony, and walked out. The temperature difference between indoors and outdoors was so great that she shivered.
She took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, took out a cigarette, put it between her teeth, and lit it.
The scarlet halo deepened and shallowed with her breathing.
Zhou Zhou leaned against the marble railing and glanced at the night view outside the window.
There was no such thing as a night scene in the suburbs. Everything was silent, and except for the road illuminated by streetlights, everything else was plunged into darkness. A cold wind whistled past, ruffling her hair and blowing away the warmth on her face.
The moment the smoke was dispersed, I slowly sobered up.
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