Chapter 143 Secret Love Comes True

In the eyes of many people, He Tingzhou and Shuang Xu seem like two people who have nothing in common.

The relationship was made public without any warning, and everyone's curiosity could not be hidden.

"When did you two secretly get together?"

He Tingzhou raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and glanced at Shuang Xu: "Tell everyone again the story of your secret crush on me in Dongyu Mountain."

...He started to do court-style reading and comprehension again.

Shuang Xu said: "I don't have a crush on you, please don't exaggerate."

He Tingzhou snorted, "That's not what you said just now. How about asking your brother to help you recall it?"

He was so proud that he wanted to drag Shen Yu down with him and rub more salt into his wounds.

Shen Yu knew that he was exaggerating and flattering himself, but he couldn't jump out and argue with him about those words at this time.

The flirting between the young couple has no room for the tactlessness of a third person.

What Shuang Xu said by the lake was originally a result of her momentary passion and she impulsively revealed the little secrets deep in her heart. Now she just wants to travel back in time, retract all her words, and push He Tingzhou into the water to let him drown.

She lowered her head to drink water, not wanting to pay attention to him.

"Dong Yushan?" Zuo Zhong couldn't help but be surprised, "So early?"

Yue Zifeng slapped his thigh suddenly and said, "I was wondering why you went to the mountain that day for no apparent reason. You must have been planning this for a long time, right?"

He Tingzhou didn't even refute: "You finally know?"

Shuang Xu was surprised when he heard this and looked at him.

That day, wasn't it a coincidence?

He Tingzhou leaned against the back of his chair, looking relaxed and contented. Shuang Xu couldn't tell whether he was talking nonsense again.

It was already early morning, but a group of people were still very enthusiastic and took the opportunity to make trouble for He Tingzhou to drink: "You kidnapped our sister behind our backs, so it's not fair for you not to be punished today, right?"

He Tingzhou was very straightforward today: "How do you want to punish me?"

The time to collect the debt has finally come, and Yue Zifeng simply brought a few bottles of foreign wine and placed a row of empty glasses on the table.

Shuang Xu saw the scene and knew that he was here to get He Tingzhou drunk: "You guys still want to drink at this late hour?"

Yue Zifeng said, "Sister, you don't understand. In this case, we usually break one of his legs first. But I'm afraid you'll feel bad if I break it, and I don't dare to do it either. I'm afraid the commander will shoot me. Letting him drink a few glasses of wine is not too much. You go back to sleep first, and the rest is up to us old men."

He coaxed and pushed Shuang Xu out the door.

After returning to the room and taking a shower, Shuang Xu lay on his back on the bed.

There were antique wooden beams above her head and a milky white gauze curtain hanging down, swaying with the wind coming in through the window, and her mood swayed gently along with it.

A lot of things happened today, and I finally calmed down until now.

She didn't know what words to use to describe her mood today.

When she first approached He Tingzhou, she never thought that they would fall in love with each other.

She had always tried her best to keep her deal with He Tingzhou secret, but today it was finally exposed. The impure seed had borne beautiful fruit.

But he said he was waiting for her to like him, what does that mean?

Was his appearance at Dongyu Mountain that night a coincidence?

Was He Tingzhou already interested in her at that time?

I really can't tell at all.

Thoughts floated around in her mind and she didn't know when she fell asleep.

It was past three o'clock when the drinking party ended. The hall was full of drunken people. He Tingzhou was targeted by them together, but Yue Zifeng was the first to fall down. In the end, he was unconscious and was carried away by others.

Only Shen Yu was still awake. He arranged for people to send them back to their rooms one by one. When he looked back, He Tingzhou, who was resting on the sofa with his head tilted back, was gone.

He Tingzhou rarely drinks so much. He doesn't like the feeling of losing control and ability to react to his surroundings.

He was quite drunk but still had some consciousness. His steps were unsteady but steady. He walked slowly and leisurely towards Shuang Xu's room in the early morning moonlight.

The graceful and gentle sound of high heels came from the other end of the corridor, and a soft voice sounded: "Master Zhou is drunk? Your room is over there."

He Tingzhou didn't even stop walking, his voice was extremely lazy: "But my heart is with my girlfriend."

He didn't know how many times he mentioned these three words today.

Mu Yanshu had originally put a lot of thought into it, but had to cancel it all because of Shuang Xu's sudden appearance.

Watching the fruits of victory being picked by others, she felt jealous, anxious and resentful, but He Tingzhou was now in high spirits with Shuang Xu, and she knew that this was not a good time.

He Tingzhou is a person who is extremely difficult to figure out and even more difficult to control. You can't be impatient with him, you can't be reckless, and you can't cross the line. Once you make him annoyed, everything will be over.

She felt both aggrieved and unwilling.

"Congratulations, Master Zhou, you finally got your beautiful wife."

Mu Yanshu expressed her blessing beautifully and generously, but her eyes were filled with sadness and loss.

Everyone knows how deeply she loves He Tingzhou. Which man would not feel that he has let her down after hearing this?

The hateful stone is still the same stone. He Tingzhou said, "I'm happy for you. I don't mind if you give me a gift now."

Mu Yanshu walked with him, waving the ivory fan in her hand gently, the fragrant breeze blowing on her face. She said with envy, "I really envy Miss Song."

"Why envy her? You should envy me." He Tingzhou held a card in his hand and turned it between his fingers. "My secret love has come true. You can't envy this blessing."

No matter how well Mu Yanshu brewed the tea, it would be useless if it spilled all over the floor. She really couldn't tell whether He Tingzhou was drunk or not.

"Master Zhou, you are joking again. If you like someone, why would you have to have a crush on him/her?" She said with a hint of resentment, "Master Zhou, aren't you afraid that I will be sad when you say that?"

He Tingzhou was very ruthless: "Whether you are sad or not is none of my business."

Mu Yanshu said: "Master Zhou has such a cruel heart. I am sincere to you, can't you have mercy on me?"

He Tingzhou suddenly stopped and turned towards her.

Mu Yanshu's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment she thought he was moved. Then she heard He Tingzhou ask, "Where did you get this fan?"

"Mr. Fei gave it to me. He likes to collect these antiques the most. He gave it to me because he saw that I liked it. He wanted to curry favor with Mr. Zhou."

"Really?" He Tingzhou lifted his thin eyelids, "Why do I smell the stench of Zheng Zuye?"

The sky was gloomy and his voice was light and faint, but it made Mu Yanshu's expression, which was always well-controlled, suddenly change.

He Tingzhou twitched the corner of his lips in mockery, but after exposing her, he was too lazy to care about anything else. He walked past her, took out the room card that he had taken out when Shuang Xu wasn't paying attention, opened the door, and swaggered in at 3:30 in the morning.

Frost Preface was awakened by a kiss.

She felt difficulty breathing in her sweet sleep and slowly struggled to wake up.

In the pitch black, I couldn't see who was in front of me, I could only smell the familiar scent of fir trees.

She hummed softly and pushed He Tingzhou. He noticed that she woke up, and he held her jaw with his mouth, deepening the gentle kiss.

There was no light in the room, so she didn't know what time it was. She only knew it was still dark and the drunk had woken her up in the middle of the night.

When she raised her hand, she touched his still damp hair, and the moist, fresh moisture stained her fingertips.

He seemed to have eaten candy, and his orange-flavored breath was passed to her.

She gave up resisting, and He Tingzhou held her and kissed her back and forth, changing the way he kissed her, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. She felt slowly being lifted up, but he didn't do anything else, as if kissing her alone was already endlessly interesting.

I don't know how long we kissed before we stopped.

She and He Tingzhou faced each other in the darkness. After her eyes adjusted to the light, she could see his outline and his exceptionally sharp eyes.

He Tingzhou called her in a lazy voice: "Song Shuangxu."

"What?" Shuang Xu replied.

He Tingzhou played with her hair with his fingers and asked her, "How much do you like me?"

How to answer this?

Shuang Xu said: "Can you ask some specific questions? How do you like to quantify it?"

He Tingzhou asked specifically: "Do you like your brother more, or me more?"

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Shuang Xu didn't want to pay attention to him and wanted to turn her back, but He Tingzhou forcefully pulled her back.

"What are you hiding from? Are you feeling guilty? Do you like me more than your brother?"

"Can you stop dwelling on this matter?" Shuang Xu was speechless.

Perhaps because she had just admitted it herself today, He Tingzhou was now very confident and willing to discuss this sensitive topic with her.

"cannot."