Chapter 30 Don’t Let Your Ears Turn Red When You Lie



Chapter 30 Don’t Let Your Ears Turn Red When You Lie

When Zhou Zhou woke up, he was still in the bathtub.

She woke up in pain.

When I opened my eyes, Cheng Yu's ugly face was right in front of me.

He was removing her makeup, and the pain was the discomfort of the cotton pad rubbing against her skin. His eyes stared at her unkindly, as if he was taking his anger out on her face.

"...What are you doing?" She was exhausted and pushed his hand away weakly.

"Removing makeup, can't you tell?" Cheng Yu saw that she was awake, threw away the makeup remover cotton in his hand, and his voice was unrecognizable. "After serving you below, I have to serve you above. Sleeping with you is quite demanding."

"I didn't notice." Zhou Zhou stood up from the bathtub. "I thought traffickers nowadays stopped digging out kidneys and switched to skinning. They're so inhumane, they don't even use anesthesia."

Cheng Yu sneered: "Do you need these hundred thousand or eighty thousand?"

He brought her a bathrobe, and Zhou Zhou was about to say no, wanting to take a quick shower, but she felt refreshed.

She paused slightly, then glanced at him in disbelief: "You gave me a bath?"

"hold head high."

Not like what he did.

The last time they did it in the bathroom, he didn't have this intention after they finished. After getting out of the bathtub, he turned on the shower and flushed it, ignoring her.

Now I have the leisure to help her take a bath.

Before she could say anything, Cheng Yu tutted again and said in a half-hearted teasing tone, "You are so extreme. If I don't wash you, you will fight for your life."

Zhou Zhou choked and was speechless.

What kind of person is this? He can say such nonsense with his eyes open.

She put on a bathrobe and felt a little shaky when she stepped barefoot on the floor.

Just as I was about to complain, I caught a glimpse of his face from the corner of my eye and sensed a hint of displeasure from his joke.

What's wrong? What did you do to provoke him?

Zhou Zhou's thoughts turned slightly, and he softened his voice: "Thank you."

She didn't argue with him, but turned around and kissed him on the corner of his lips, "I'm just a little tired. You've done so many things, and I've used up all my energy on you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the unpleasant mood lingering around Cheng Yu obviously dissipated a lot.

He put his arms around her waist from behind, and said something obscene with his lips hooked: "How tired are you?"

Zhou Zhou glared at him and smiled without saying anything.

She faced the mirror, took the makeup remover cotton and continued to remove the remaining makeup on her face.

Cheng Yu kept hugging her and watched with interest for a while. When she finished taking off her clothes and was about to wash her face, he took off his pants beside her, closed the glass door and took a shower.

When Zhou Zhou was squeezing the facial cleanser, he heard the sound of water dripping behind him.

I glanced back at the frosted glass door, only able to make out his vague figure. After tonight's absurdity, I had a new appreciation for him.

He even patiently helped her take a bath.

A young man like Cheng Yu, who comes from a privileged family, is always flattered by others when he goes out to play. How could he have the time to serve others?

You can tell from the way he helps her remove her makeup, it's awkward and stiff.

Given his lawless nature, it wouldn't be surprising if he just left her hanging or wrapped her up and threw her on the sofa.

It's normal to be unhappy. She's just a sexual partner. She wouldn't be happy either if she were in your place.

Zhou Zhou said a few words to him and then disappeared.

When Cheng Yu came out of the bathroom, Zhou Zhou was already sitting on the bed.

She held a cigarette between her teeth but didn't light it, her head lowered as she scrolled through short videos. A hair dryer was at her side, her hair mostly dry, though the ends were still a little damp.

"Are you used to sleeping alone?" Zhou Zhou asked him, "If you are used to sleeping alone, you can get another room. I'm too lazy to move."

Cheng Yu grabbed the clothes beside him and put them on: "It's not that particular."

He sat on the edge of the bed and blew his hair with a hair dryer.

My hair is very short and it dries in a short time.

He lifted the quilt and got into bed, and found that she was still smoking a cigarette, but it was not lit.

"No cigarettes today?"

"It's time to go to bed. I can't open the window to get some fresh air while smoking, so I'll try it." Zhou Zhou said with a smile, "I don't have a habit of smoking after sex. I just feel the urge to smoke occasionally, so I made up a story to tease you."

Cheng Yu sneered: "I know."

As soon as she opened her mouth, he knew she was talking nonsense.

Then he asked, "Why are you so addicted to smoking?"

Zhou Zhou paused the video and said with a half-smile: "You're asking me about my things again."

"So what if I asked?" Cheng Yu put his arm around her waist and blew air on her cheek. "Just let it flow and talk about whatever comes up. Or do you just want to hear my nonsense?"

He lowered his head and bit her neck, causing people to tremble wherever he bit.

Zhou Zhou felt very itchy because of him, so he shrank his neck to avoid him.

She was ticklish, and Cheng Yu discovered her weakness in bed. He hit her directly in the vital spot and she quickly surrendered.

The laughter floated like a silver bell, and the cigarette between the teeth fell on the bed.

"You'd be a scoundrel even if you didn't say dirty talk." She hadn't stopped laughing, her chest rising and falling.

Cheng Yu picked up the cigarette on the quilt. There was a circle of moisture on the cigarette butt, and there were marks from teeth.

He followed the traces of her teeth and took her cigarette in his mouth. He imitated her, just tasting it, his chin resting on her neck without moving.

Zhou Zhou lowered his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on the top of his head, and below was his tall nose.

He had just blow-dried his hair, so it was smooth and less sharp than usual, and even looked a little docile.

Zhou Zhou said: "When I first arrived in the United States, I was unfamiliar with the place and always missed home. The academic pressure there was greater than in China, and I wanted to complete my credits and return home as soon as possible, so I had to work harder than others.

These emotions piled up, and I was under a lot of pressure at the time. Smoking could give me temporary comfort, but over time I got used to it.”

"Is your little heart so fragile?" Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows casually, "You wouldn't cry secretly in the middle of the night when you were in the United States, would you?"

He hit the nail on the head, and Zhou Zhou subconsciously denied it: "How is that possible?"

Cheng Yu asked meaningfully: "Really?"

Zhou Zhou coughed softly and nodded righteously.

Then, the tip of her ear felt heavy and Cheng Yu pinched her ear.

"It's scalding hot." He drawled, deliberately speaking slowly, his deep voice thick with laughter that he couldn't shake. "Little ancestor, don't let your ears turn red next time you lie."

Zhou Zhou: “…”

She almost kicked him off the bed.

Wherever Cheng Yu looked, there was a thin red.

Soon, her cheeks flushed a faint pink, and her back felt hot. Zhou Zhou twisted her body to avoid his hand, dropped her phone, and slid under the covers.

His entire face was buried in it, completely covered.

Cheng Yu looked at the body squirming under the quilt, and a silent laugh rolled through his throat. He threw away the cigarette in his mouth, turned off the light, and got under the quilt with her.

"I also lived in the United States for a few years," he said. "It's normal to miss home. I did, too."

Zhou Zhou moved: "When did you go to the United States?"

"Ten years ago. Between studying and starting a business, I spent six years in the United States."

Zhou Zhou calculated the time and found out that he had returned four years ago.

No wonder there was no Cheng Yu in Chen Yiyang’s circle before. He was not in Beijing at all at that time.

The year she went to California, he happened to come back from the United States.

"Are you studying finance?" she asked.

"You've been snooping around quite a bit." Cheng Yu chuckled softly, "You even know what my major is. Have you been planning on taking me down for a long time?"

Zhou Zhou emerged from under the covers and glared at him silently: "It's no secret that you run an investment company. Isn't it normal for someone who studies finance to do this?"

His eyes were precisely covered, and Cheng Yu said slowly: "It's daybreak, I can see you glaring at me."

After he finished speaking, he was about to let go of his hand when his eyes were covered.

"So guess what I'm going to do now?" she asked mysteriously.

"You can't just cover my eyes and pretend it's dark so you can glare at me unscrupulously." Cheng Yu said a few words in a light tone, "You're just trying to cover your ears and steal the bell."

Zhou Zhou didn't say anything.

She didn't say anything, but the hand covering her eyes was clearly pushed closer to her, and then her breath came closer.

Cheng Yu laughed casually: "Just glaring at me isn't enough, you're trying to murder me? Huh?"

Slightly cool lips covered his, blocking his last syllable.

The hands covering each other's eyes did not move away for a long time. Both of them were immersed in the darkness. The touch of their lips became clearer and clearer, and then a soft tongue explored in.

Cheng Yu heard her laughing: "Kiss you."

It's already past six o'clock.

The dawn in winter comes particularly slowly, and at this hour it is still grey. A faint light filters in, revealing the intertwined figures on the bed.

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