Chapter 172 Prove that I am different from your brother

No one else is so jealous and yet so righteous.

Shuang Xu said speechlessly: "Jealousy is one of the seven grounds for divorce. I can divorce you."

The driver in the front seat let out a very short breath, as if he was trying to hold back his laughter, and then he made an emergency move.

He Tingzhou glanced at him lightly, and said in a light voice, showing sympathy and concern for his subordinates: "Are you happy, Lao Xu?"

Old Xu coughed several times, perhaps because he was frightened or to cover up his previous misbehavior. He said, "I'm sorry, Mr. He."

Even the apology did not make He Tingzhou let him go: "Boss Song wants to fire me, what do you think about this?"

Old Xu: “…”

What can he think? Why should the young couple's interest involve him?

Old Xu is Xu Zhen's uncle. Xu Zhen lost his parents when he was very young. He was raised by his kind-hearted uncle and aunt. They gave everything they had to support his education. Xu Zhen also worked hard and finished Stanford with scholarships and odd jobs. After his aunt passed away, Xu Zhen took his uncle to live with him in Yancheng. He Tingzhou happened to be in need of a driver, so he gave him this easy and high-paying job.

Old Xu is a quiet person who usually doesn't talk and has never made any mistakes. But today, he was caught by his braid by accident.

He tried to figure out the emperor's intention and said after thinking hard, "Miss Song was just joking with you. She will definitely not be willing to let you go."

He Tingzhou snorted, "I think she is willing to do so."

Frost Preface: “…”

She raised the partition in the middle of the car and switched the partition glass to atomization mode, turning the back seat into a private space for just the two of them.

He Tingzhou glanced at the screen and slid his eyes towards her: "Why open the screen? Is there something you want to whisper that Old Xu can't hear?"

"First of all, I can't divorce you. Secondly, I didn't say I wanted to divorce you." Shuang Xu acted as if he wanted to reason with him. "I just want to talk to you about the matter between you and my brother. He is my brother. If you always pick on him, I will be embarrassed."

"Why am I targeting him?" He Tingzhou was not happy with her choice of words. "Why don't you say he bullied me?"

Knowing that Shen Yu would never bully him, Shuang Xu still said patiently: "Tell me how he bullied you."

He Tingzhou leaned on the back of his chair, turned his head to the side, and looked at her quietly: "What do you think?"

Shuang Xu was silent for a moment, then looked at him and said, "You don't have to be jealous of him. My love for my brother is a thing of the past. Didn't you know about this before you got together with me? You can't bring it up again now."

She didn't know that the relationship between He Tingzhou and Shen Yu was not just about jealousy.

That is the hostility between men towards their competitors. It is a zero-sum game. It is either you die or I die. There is no possibility of peaceful coexistence.

But He Tingzhou couldn't tell her.

He would not let her know what Shen Yu felt towards her.

"So do you like me more or your brother more?"

This problem is really insurmountable.

It’s not that Shuang Xu is unwilling to answer, it’s that there is no comparison: “My love for my brother is different from my love for you.”

"What's the difference?" He Tingzhou asked.

Shuang Xu bit the flesh inside her lower lip, raised her eyes and glanced at He Tingzhou, meeting his gaze.

He stared at her without blinking, waiting for her answer.

How should I put it? Shuang Xu's love for Shen Yu is more of an attachment, a young girl's fresh feelings that have just sprouted, as clean as white water.

To her, Shen Yu represented a sense of security, while to He Tingzhou, it was the beating of her heart.

One is like a safe haven, protecting her growth; the other is the sea, with surging waves full of unknowns, which may be exciting or dangerous, but she still wants to explore.

They are two different beings, and the way she likes them is also different.

Rather than being embarrassed about opening his teeth, Shuang Xu wanted to untie the knot in He Tingzhou's heart.

She took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, pinched her fingertips, and said unnaturally: "I have never had that kind of thought about my brother."

He Tingzhou asked: "Which one?"

"My love for him is not sexual. I don't want to kiss him, I don't want to have sex with him, I don't have any...sexual desire for him."

Shuang Xu finished speaking, and saw the slight change in He Tingzhou's eyes at that moment: "What about me?"

"Yeah." Her thin skin couldn't hide the heat rising from her embarrassment. She tried to remain calm, but the thin layer of red on her cheeks betrayed her.

He Tingzhou's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was still casual: "I am so attractive to you."

Shuang Xu felt like a goose stewed in an iron pot. Her cheeks were so burned that she turned to the window, watching the street scenes flashing by outside, trying to cool down.

She heard a slight "dong" sound, which was He Tingzhou throwing his cell phone aside.

She turned her head subconsciously, and his dark shadow covered her in the dim carriage. At that moment, Shuang Xu felt a sense of aggression like that of a large predator.

He Tingzhou picked her up from the chair, spread her legs, and let her sit on him.

"Prove it," he said.

Shuang Xu was startled: "Prove what?"

He Tingzhou's eyes moved downwards, gently brushing across her soft pink lips, then raised them again and looked straight into her eyes: "Prove that I am different from your brother."

Shuang Xu saw a deep and intense possessive desire in those black eyes.

Every time Shen Yu is involved, he acts as childish as a five-year-old child.

She wanted to be jealous, to repeatedly establish her position, and to prove that her love for him was something Shen Yu did not have.

The hands of time moved a few squares in silence. Shuang Xu held his cheek with both hands and slowly placed his lips against his.

She kissed He Tingzhou, exchanging each other's breath as their lips and teeth rubbed against each other. They were so familiar with each other, so familiar that responding and catering to each other had become an instinct.

He Tingzhou was determined to be the one being pleased today. He leaned back in his chair leisurely, and even his responses were laziness-filled.

He looks like a master who needs to be served.

Shuang Xu kissed for a while and then stepped back.

"That's it?" Mr. He was not very satisfied with her performance. "Is this the extent of my charm?"

Shuang Xu didn't say anything. He moved his palm down from the side of his face. His soft fingertips brushed across his neck and stopped at his protruding Adam's apple.

She pressed lightly, and the sharp bone slid against her fingers as expected. Like a chain reaction, He Tingzhou's eyes darkened.

"Why seduce me? I want you to prove my attraction to you, not to prove your own."

Shuang Xu said: "I am proving it."

He Tingzhou stared at her with his deep eyes for a moment, then suddenly curled his lips and said, "Catch me."

He held her back and pushed her towards him: "Song Shuangxu, you have played me so well, right? What other tricks do you have? Let me see."

Shuang Xu said nothing and untied his tie. She moved slowly and gently, her fingers occasionally brushing the skin of his neck, whether intentionally or not.

She took off his tie, took his hands, and wrapped the dark gray silk tie around him, tightening it, and finally tied a tight knot.

When she tied him up, He Tingzhou did not resist, but watched her movements with interest.

After tying him up, Shuang Xu held his shoulders and slowly moved closer.

The soft scent of white tea on her body overbearingly invaded He Tingzhou's sense of smell. She leaned close to his ear, her breath warming his earlobe, and said three words:

"Home."

The car stopped in the yard. After she said this, she got up from his legs, climbed back to the other side nimbly, opened the door and jumped out.

He Tingzhou turned his head and looked at her back. She trotted up the stairs like a rabbit running for her life.

Wansui, who had heard the sound of the car and rushed to greet them, was waiting at the door. Shuangxu ran past him. He didn't understand why, but immediately followed her home.

It ran very fast and in just a few steps it was ahead of Shuangxu, then turned back to wait for her before continuing to run forward.

The man and the dog ran into the house together as if they were running for their lives.

At the back, He Tingzhou opened the car door and got out, his hands still tied by his tie.

He walked home at a careless pace, untying the knot on his wrist leisurely, entered the house, passed through the living room, and stepped onto the stairs.

As the tall figure disappeared down the stairs, the tie fell from above.