Chapter 100 Initiative
He was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, which made his slender figure more prominent. With his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes moved slowly over her, his eyes becoming more interested as the steam from the bathroom rose up into his eyes.
Shuang Xu subconsciously curled up his legs to cover his body.
"I'm taking a shower." Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her slightly widened almond-shaped eyes were full of dissatisfaction with his boundless behavior.
He Tingzhou was completely unaware of it and stood there watching openly: "I can see it."
"Close the door." Shuang Xu said with a frown.
He closed the door and locked himself in.
She walked in with long legs and unbuttoned her clothes one by one: "Let's wash together."
Shuang Xu stood up by the edge of the bathtub: "I'm done, you can wash yourself."
Just as she was about to step out of the bathtub, He Tingzhou put his arm around her waist and hugged her, his eyes slowly moving across her face which was red from the hot water: "Are you clean? Then run."
"Don't go too far." He was fully clothed, but Shuang Xu was naked, which made her feel very resistant. "What do you mean by too far?" He Tingzhou probably didn't have the word shame in his dictionary, "Have you ever tried taking a bath together with your ex-boyfriend?"
"..." Shuang Xu said unhappily, "He doesn't have as many tricks as you."
"That's so boring." He Tingzhou's shirt was made of smooth silk and was quickly soaked by the water on her body, sticking tightly to her skin.
I don't know if the heat she brought out of the water was his original body temperature. After not having sex for a few days, He Tingzhou couldn't stand this kind of teasing.
Feeling his change, Shuang Xu no longer dared to fight.
He Tingzhou took off his clothes, held her and stepped back into the water.
The bathtub was big enough to accommodate several people, but he insisted on putting her on his lap.
Shuang Xu frowned and asked, "Why didn't you explain it in the office today?"
"How do you want me to explain it?" He Tingzhou asked, "Her nose is sharper than a dog's."
When faced with such a magical nose, there is really no perfect excuse to fool around.
Seeing that she was worried, He Tingzhou leaned against the bathtub and said, "Can you rest assured knowing that she won't tell anyone?"
But she was the only one who was frightened by this incident. He Tingzhou was not afraid of being discovered from the beginning.
He is He Tingzhou, fearless.
The kiss landed on the corner of her lips. He Tingzhou kissed her slowly. Noticing her resistance, he didn't rush to get to the point. He coaxed her patiently, "You come this time?"
Shuang Xu was not interested at first, but after thinking about it, he raised his arms and hugged his neck, and his response was much more enthusiastic than usual.
He Tingzhou paused, raised his head, and looked at her inquiringly: "Why are you so proactive today?"
"Don't you like it?" Shuang Xu asked.
The moisture dyed his eyelashes, making his eyes darker. He Tingzhou seemed to see through her and pursed his lips gently: "What little calculations are you thinking?"
She was really transparent in his eyes.
Shuang Xu didn't answer, but pushed him to the back and leaned over to kiss her. He Tingzhou naturally wouldn't refuse such a benefit, so he leaned back lazily, put his hands on her waist, and enjoyed her initiative.
The humid heat in the bathroom soon made her feel suffocated, so he grabbed her legs and pulled her close to him.
Shuang Xu's waist was slowly pressed down, and He Tingzhou supported her. The water was moved and swayed gently.
Her fingers were clenched on the edge of the bathtub, but he pried them apart one by one, pulled them over and placed them on his shoulders.
Then her little boat was completely away from the shore, and began to drift on the water.
The temperature in the bathroom kept rising, and water splashed all over the floor.
He Tingzhou has always been very reserved in bed. He only does it once each time before letting her sleep. Today, Shuang Xu's initiative obviously pleased him.
He was very interested and did it twice in the bathtub, changing positions. Then he carried her back to the bedroom and made love with her in bed again.
In the end, Shuang Xu sobbed and lay on the pillow, tears streaming down her face. He Tingzhou held her fragile and slender neck with his palm and kissed her wet eyes from behind.
The voice was low and hoarse, and he was laughing frivolously: "You are such a good cryer, Princess."
Finally, she was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. She slept soundly all night and when she opened her eyes the next day, it was almost ten o'clock. Fortunately, it was the weekend.
Her bones felt like they had been taken apart and reassembled incorrectly. She felt sore and tired. She lay on the quilt for a while. Her stomach growled with hunger, so she got up and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.
He Tingzhou had already left, but he left some breakfast for her. She just ate something that didn't need to be heated up and filled her stomach.
While He Tingzhou was away, I turned on the coffee machine and made myself a cup of latte.
While sitting in the restaurant eating, I saw a rectangular Chinese-style box on the table with a folding fan inside.
Seeing the fan reminded her of Mu Yanshu. She wondered what He Tingzhou meant. When she opened the fan, she saw five large characters written on the frost-white rice paper:
Specially used for Song Shuangxu.
There is also a seal on the lower right corner, signed: He Tingzhou.
The font is vigorous and elegant, with a sharp edge. It is obvious at first glance that it was written by He Tingzhou himself.
Shuang Xu was speechless for half a minute looking at the fan. What a mental illness!
This paper fan is not as expensive as the ivory fans of the Thirteen Factories in the Qing Dynasty, but it is the only one of its kind in the world that contains the Crown Prince’s calligraphy.
After that, He Tingzhou came here every day.
Shuang Xu hoped that he would get tired of it sooner, so she was proactive and cooperative every time. He Tingzhou enjoyed her "understanding" and he used more and more tricks in bed.
After finishing the work, I have to tell him stories to put him to sleep, which makes Shuang Xu yawn every day when he goes to work.
Mrs. Yue was not feeling well, so Shuang Xu took time out to accompany Fu Yun to visit her. When they arrived at Yue's house, Sister Yue asked her to play the cooking game together.
A little dinosaur and a little crocodile wearing a chef's hat run around on the screen, but soon the kitchen is on fire because of Yue Zifeng's clumsy operation.
Sister Yue was like a raging fireball, punching him a few times: "You're so stupid! Stop playing! I'm playing with Sister Shuangxu!"
"What a crap game." Yue Zifeng was annoyed by her noise. "I love cooking. There's such a big kitchen at home. Come on, both of you, cook me four dishes and a soup."
"You're just too weak." Shuang Xu and Sister Yue looked down on him.
She played with him for a while, and when Sister Yue ran to get the flying chess, she felt a little sleepy, so she took the opportunity to take a nap, but she fell asleep unexpectedly.
When Shen Yu came to Yue's house to pick them up in the evening, she was still asleep.
"My sister has been working very hard recently. She even fell asleep on the carpet." Yue Zifeng said, "She slept for the whole afternoon."
Sister Yue was sent to play somewhere else, and the living room was very quiet. Shuang Xu was lying on the carpet with a pillow under her head and a blanket covering her body.
Yue Zifeng was waiting for him to brag about how he could take care of people, but Shen Yu frowned and asked, "You just let her sleep on the floor?"
"That's no big deal. Yue Zizhao can even sleep while lying on the sand. Last time I buried her on the beach, she slept soundly." Yue Zifeng said this with great pride.
Shen Yu said slowly: "You think she likes sleeping on sand, she thinks you like eating sand."
"..." Yue Zifeng suddenly woke up, turned around and ran to the kitchen, "My dinner!"