Lu Yan woke up in Zhuang Yan's bed the next day.
Zhuang Yan rented a two-bedroom apartment with two bedrooms. He rarely used the other bedroom and even rarely opened the door. Last night, he cleaned up the room and went to sleep there with his blanket.
His neck itched all night, keeping him awake. He couldn't help but touch it with his hand. Every time he closed his eyes, he would see Lu Yan hugging him and kissing the back of his neck.
He knew he had a red mole on the back of his neck. His grandmother had mentioned it when he was a child, saying that people with red moles on their necks were lucky.
He didn't believe that at all. Born into a farming family with such parents, he didn't seem like a lucky person at all.
Even after death, one is reborn. Isn't being reborn a blessing?
Even though Lu Yan kissed the back of his neck, he felt an itch all over his body, as if ants were crawling all over him. He felt uncomfortable all over, hot and itchy. Even after taking a cold shower, he still felt uncomfortable and wanted to rub his whole body vigorously with his hands.
Last night, he was unusually flustered and too shocked to move. He didn't know how long Lu Yan kissed him. Only when she calmed down did Zhuang Yan secretly cover her with the blanket and leave.
It was his own home, yet he acted like a thief.
Afraid of waking Lu Yan, he didn't even wash the dishes. When he went into the bathroom, he took a picture of his neck with his phone. The skin there was red from being kissed and bitten, and there were teeth marks. It didn't hurt; in fact, it felt a little comfortable when he recalled it.
Zhuang Yan didn't sleep well all night, had all sorts of weird dreams, and couldn't get up for a long time in the morning. He then took a cold shower early in the morning.
She tiptoed out of the house; the bedroom door next door was still closed, so Lu Yan should still be asleep at this hour.
Zhuang Yan felt a bit dizzy and lightheaded, a reaction to his hangover. Lu Yan had drunk just as much as him last night and was also quite drunk, nibbling at his neck in a daze, as if she were gnawing on bones.
She would definitely have hangover symptoms after she woke up, so Zhuang Yan tiptoed into the kitchen to make a hangover remedy and then ordered some medicine online to be delivered.
It was almost nine o'clock, and there was still no response from the bedroom. Zhuang Yan was worried that something had happened to Lu Yan, so he opened the door and peeked inside.
Lu Yan stared intently at Zhuang Yan, who looked like a thief, their eyes meeting. Most importantly, Lu Yan wasn't wearing any clothes. Although she was covered by a blanket, a large expanse of skin was exposed, including her bra.
Lu Yan lay on her side, in a languid posture, her cheeks rosy, her watery eyes blinking seductively.
The person who was seen naked was not frightened, but the person who saw them was shocked. Zhuang Yan quickly closed the door and stood at the door, saying, "Are you feeling unwell? I made some hangover soup."
When Lu Yan saw Zhuang Yan enter, a flash of surprise crossed her eyes, but before she could react, Zhuang Yan had already left.
She threw back the covers, got up, and picked up the dress from the floor. The dress was fitted and a bit tight. She hadn't slept well last night, and in her drowsy state, she had taken it off.
Lu Yan stretched and yawned, her skin as white as snow, like a piece of sweet white chocolate. She put on a dress, tidied her hair, and walked out.
Seeing Zhuang Yan's uncomfortable expression, she chuckled to herself, but asked with feigned seriousness, "Sorry, I was drunk last night. I don't think I did anything out of line, did I?"
"No."
"I was startled when I woke up in your bed today. I was in your bed. Where did you sleep last night?"
Zhuang Yan honestly replied, "I sleep in the next room."
"I've forgotten when I took my clothes off..." Lu Yan noticed that Zhuang Yan didn't dare to look directly at her or turn his back to her. Seeing that his collar was standing up, Lu Yan leaned over and helped him straighten it when he wasn't paying attention.
"Your collar isn't turned down."
Zhuang Yan tried to dodge but failed; Lu Yan had already pulled down his collar, revealing a red mark on his neck.
"Did I really not do anything yesterday?"
Zhuang Yan remained calm: "Really not... People sometimes act a little strange when they're drunk, so don't overthink it."
Lu Yan touched the back of his neck with her fingertip: "Then what is this?"
The hickeys were even deeper after the night, making one's imagination run wild. Lu Yan stared at him amusedly, wondering what else he could say.
Zhuang Yan, however, thought Lu Yan had lost her memory and wondered if telling the truth would embarrass her. But no other excuse would work; they were both adults, and they couldn't exactly say it was a mosquito bite, could they? What kind of mosquito could grow human teeth?
Zhuang Yan dodged her hand, ladled a bowl of hangover soup from the pot, and handed it to Lu Yan: "Drink the hangover soup."
"Thank you." Lu Yan accepted it with a smile.
Her smile made Zhuang Yan momentarily dazed.
After drinking a bowl of hangover soup, Lu Yan felt much better. She hadn't forgotten the memories from last night, and now, thanks to the hangover soup, they were becoming clearer.
She finally kissed the red mole on the back of Zhuang Yan's neck. Not only did she kiss it, but she also bit and licked it with her teeth, making that patch of skin turn crimson. She hugged him tightly, her bodies rubbing against each other, going from stiffness to uncontrollable trembling.
Taking advantage of her drunken outburst, Lu Yan let her go. Afterwards, when she closed her eyes, she felt Zhuang Yan watching her. He covered her with a blanket, touched her face with his hand, and it seemed like he even brushed against her lips.
She really hoped something would happen at that time, but Zhuang Yan was too much of a gentleman and couldn't do it.
After drinking the hangover soup and resting for a while, Zhuang Yan brought out a bowl of porridge, and the previous topic was over.
Zhuang Yan was washing dishes in the kitchen when Lu Yan checked her phone and saw that she and Zhuang Yan were trending on social media again.
The incident started yesterday when the two were photographed at the supermarket and the photos were posted online, with rumors circulating that they were already dating and living together.
She couldn't really call this cohabitation... Lu Yan looked at Zhuang Yan, who was busy in the kitchen.
Because Zhuang Yan wanted to make a big fuss, his childhood murder of his sister was constantly brought up and trended on social media. The Xia family must have spent a lot of money to generate that buzz.
They still have money to generate buzz on trending topics; it seems they have too much money in their pockets.
...
Zhuang Zhongming was terrified whenever Zhuang Yan trended on social media, fearing that something might be revealed from Zhuang Yan, and he spent each day hoping that things would turn out alright.
As the days went by, Gu Qian and Xia Wan's wedding drew closer. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Gu Qian accompanied Xia Wan to try on wedding dresses, which was posted online. Although it became a trending topic, it didn't even reach half the popularity of Zhuang Yan.
Fortunately, when passersby and netizens mentioned them, they all gave them positive reviews and blessings; the internet truly has no memory.
Gu Qian couldn't get in touch with Tang Jing, so he could only contact Zhuang Zhongming. Zhuang Zhongming wasn't as easy to please as Tang Jing, and he was lukewarm towards him. However, out of respect for the Xia family, Zhuang Zhongming still invested in a TV series for him and cast him as the male lead.
Gu Qian tried to get information about Tang Jing from Zhuang Chongming, but every time Tang Jing was mentioned, Zhuang Chongming would have a dark face, so he eventually stopped mentioning her.
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