Chapter 39: Even Busier, Chatting on the Phone
"Interested?" Cheng Yu asked.
"He blushes so easily, so cute." Zhou Zhou said absentmindedly as he typed, "Let's chat. It's boring back in Beijing, so let's just make friends."
Cheng Yu lowered his eyes and listened, looking at the bright red spots on her fair skin, his hand fell on her waist and couldn't let go.
The touch under his palm was soft and smooth. He leaned down to kiss her and said meaningfully, "You have quite a lot of friends at the same time."
Zhou Zhou heard the coldness in his tone, finally put down his phone and put his arm around his neck: "Are you jealous?"
"I want you to concentrate." He pressed hard with the tip of his teeth, and finally heard a moan as he wished. But then the moan began to deteriorate and ferment, and his breathing became a little disordered.
Zhou Zhou thought of the joke he had made him kneel down under the tree, and he didn't know what was going through his mind. He wanted to make that point, which he had deliberately misinterpreted, become reality at this moment.
"Um?"
She had just covered him with the quilt, and the single syllables that burst out from his throat were full of magnetic allure and natural temptation.
Zhou Zhou placed his hand on his head without saying anything.
Cheng Yu looked at her bent legs and knew her intention.
"My dear, I won't do this." Cheng Yu's lazy voice was faintly hoarse as he rejected her invitation.
He placed a wet kiss on her waist without any unnecessary movements.
Soon, he came out from under the quilt, picked her up directly, and sat face to face with her. He lowered his voice beside her ear and said, "Isn't the rest enough?"
Zhou Zhou was a little surprised.
When you go out to have fun, there are often women around you. It's against your will to say that you are clean, but you still have so many unnecessary concerns.
Who made him Cheng Yu?
The young master does whatever he wants, and no one can ask him to do anything more in bed.
Zhou Zhou was not annoyed. He leaned on his shoulder and asked with a smile, "You haven't done it before?"
Cheng Yu smiled softly: "Yeah."
He came closer and kissed her lips again, "It will make you feel comfortable. There are times when you are in a hurry, right?" His tone was very wanton, and he kissed her vaguely.
Zhou Zhou believed in her ability in bed.
Zhou Zhou pushed him, his smile radiant and meaningful: "Master Cheng, you are so submissive."
Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows, showing his displeasure.
There was a light on in the room, and the warm light cast a shadow on them, reflecting their shadows.
The night is long.
Zhou Zhou got out of bed to take a shower, his legs were so weak that he almost fell down.
She leaned against the wall, looking disapprovingly at the satiated man beside the bed: "Did you eat too much spinach? You have too much brute force to use?"
Unlike before, tonight she vaguely suspected that he was venting some emotions.
Cheng Yu put on his pants slowly, glanced at her with a wicked look, and said in a nonchalant manner: "If you didn't praise me in bed, why don't you praise me now? Do you want to do it again in the bathroom?"
"Get out." Zhou Zhou went into the bathroom.
After taking a shower, I came out and the bed was made. Cheng Yu was not in the room.
She left the room and saw Cheng Yu sitting on the sofa playing with his cell phone, smoking a cigarette.
Zhou Zhou was wiping his hair. Seeing him dressed neatly, he was stunned for a moment: "Are you leaving?"
"Yeah." Cheng Yu put down his legs and stood up. "I have something to do at the company tomorrow morning. You can sleep alone tonight."
Zhou Zhou slowed down the movement of wiping his hair, and then said "oh".
Seeing that she was slow to react, Cheng Yu put out his cigarette, walked over and touched her face: "Unhappy?"
"No." Zhou Zhou shook his head.
She doesn't care whether they sleep together or not afterwards.
Being distracted means thinking that you shouldn’t wash your hair.
Cheng Yu slept here, so she didn't have to move. If he wasn't here, she would feel more comfortable sleeping there, as it was just across the street.
After washing and blow-drying her hair, she probably feels too lazy to move anymore, so she can go back tomorrow.
Cheng Yu looked at her face, unable to discern her emotions.
After several previous contacts, he knew that Zhou Zhou was generally a casual person.
After the last time, she asked him if he was used to sleeping alone, and she didn't mind sleeping alone and leaving.
But she attaches great importance to emotional value.
Originally, they were not going to sleep tonight, but he had specially coaxed her to come. Afterwards, he put on his pants and left. She might be unhappy.
Cheng Yu raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
"You go back first." Zhou Zhou saw that he was very anxious, so he gathered his bathrobe and turned to go into the room.
She sat on the edge of the bed, drying her hair with a hair dryer.
The hair dryer hummed, sending hot air across the back of my head. The room was centrally heated, and it was very hot, and after a while, my neck and back started to feel dry.
Zhou Zhou lowered his head and changed his posture, letting his hair fall down to relieve the heat.
When turning off the hair dryer, Zhou Zhou's thoughts drifted unconsciously, thinking that he should bring a short-sleeved shirt next time, as it was still a bit hot even wrapped in a bathrobe.
When she reached out to unplug the cord, the bed beneath her sank slightly, and a shadow came over and took the hair dryer from her hand.
"What? You are so cruel to lift up my skirt and you won't even let me blow my hair?" Cheng Yu hugged her from behind, clamped his legs on both sides of her legs, and held her in his arms from behind while sitting.
Zhou Zhou was a little surprised to see someone who he thought had left long ago reappear here: "Why didn't you leave?"
"I'm sleepy and can't drive."
"The designated driver doesn't want you to drive."
How could he drive himself when he was drunk?
Zhou Zhou nudged him with his elbow and said, "Didn't you say that there was something going on at the company this morning?"
"It's okay to get up early tomorrow." Cheng Yu took a deep breath and smelled the fragrance of her hair.
He tilted his head and rested it on her shoulder, his fingers happily entwining the hair that fell on her back, and only let go when it reached her neck.
My hair felt dry, but after wrapping it around a few times, it became damp again, and felt cool around my fingers.
Zhou Zhou had his back to him and could feel his little movements.
She was very attentive and quickly figured out why he stayed there.
Cheng Yu thought she was unhappy.
She didn't actually. Whether it was serious matters like work or his simple desire to go back, it would not affect her mood.
Zhou Zhou opened his mouth to explain, but felt it was unnecessary.
Cheng Yu rarely showed such a considerate and kind heart, so she didn't need to expose it. He just assumed that she was really unhappy and comforted her in a good mood.
It was a wonderful misunderstanding by some strange coincidence.
The screen of the mobile phone on the bedside table lit up, and a WeChat notification popped up, indicating that someone had sent her a message.
Cheng Yu lifted his eyelids and saw the green. He said indifferently, "You're really diligent tonight. You're chatting with someone on the phone while someone is sleeping next to you."
Zhou Zhou leaned over to pick up his phone: "No, you said goodnight to him earlier, okay?"
She turned on her phone and saw a message from Yan Yiqi.
"Yan Yiqi's," she said.
Cheng Yu dragged out an "oh" and stepped back from behind her: "Even busier, chatting with two people on the phone."
Zhou Zhou: “…”
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