Chapter 84 Will the Crown Prince change the bed sheets himself?

What do you mean? He knew she was lying?

Shuang Xu didn't have any extra energy to think as he was caught in a sea of ​​confusion.

The midsummer night is bustling and bustling, and the floor-to-ceiling glass separates the hot and humid indoor environment.

After it was over, Shuang Xu felt like he had been pulled out of the water, without any strength left.

He Tingzhou pushed aside her sweaty hair and kissed the delicate skin on the back of her neck with lingering desire.

Shuang Xu rested for a while and recovered. The awkward feeling of being naked in front of each other slowly disappeared. She slowly got out of bed, turned her back to him, picked up her clothes and put them on hastily.

"Where are you going?" He Tingzhou tilted his head to look at her.

"Take a shower." Her voice sounded like it was soaked in water, a different texture from usual, and she sounded particularly bullying.

"Shall I carry you?"

"No need." Shuang Xu was afraid that he would really come to hug her, so she quickly walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

I slowly relaxed in the bathtub, but I didn't know if it was the hot water, but my cheeks were still red.

She lingered in there for a long time, digesting what happened tonight. When she came out, the dirty sheets on the bed had been changed.

The prince will change the bed sheets himself?

He was not in the bedroom, and Shuang Xu didn't care where he went. She had consumed too much energy today, and her fingers were weak. She fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, she always felt like someone was touching her.

Like playing with plasticine, he rubbed her face, pinched her earlobes, and then it felt like something was tickling the tip of her nose, making it itchy.

She was so sleepy that she tried in vain to hide for a while and then fell asleep again.

I slept very soundly this time, without even a dream. The weekend alarm did not ring, and when I opened my eyes, the clock on the wall said it was already past nine o'clock.

She felt weak and her waist was extremely sore. She moved a little and then realized that something heavy was pressing on her.

It is He Tingzhou's arm.

He hugged her from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder, and Shuang Xu's back was pressed against his arms without any gap.

This overly intimate posture made her feel uncomfortable. She gently lifted He Tingzhou's arm, trying to get out of his arms.

The arm suddenly regained consciousness and moved back to her waist.

"Awake?" He Tingzhou's hoarse breath fell into her ears.

Shuang Xu uttered a "hmm" sound, and almost at the same time, she felt something sticking to her from behind.

Certain images popped into her newly awakened brain like a startup commercial, and she shifted her attention to the gap in the curtains.

He Tingzhou was awake physically, but not mentally. He looked lazy and asked her, "Did you sleep well?"

"It's okay." said Shuang Xu.

He snorted: "Sleeping like a dead pig, is that okay?"

"You are the pig."

What kind of person is this? He scolds her so early in the morning.

He Tingzhou was not angry at all and readily accepted: "Then let's be pigs together."

The cell phone on the table rang. He took it, put it in Shuangxu's hand, and rested his chin on her shoulder again: "Answer it."

Shuang Xu suspected that he was still asleep: "This is your phone."

He knew it, so he was just being lazy and said, "I'm sleepy. Please answer the phone for me."

Seeing that it was Xu Zhen calling, Shuang Xu picked up the phone: "Assistant Xu."

"Boss Song." Xu Zhen's mental strength was so strong that he didn't show any surprise when he heard it was her. "I'm here to deliver some clothes to Boss He. I'm already at your door."

Shuang Xu took the opportunity to push He Tingzhou's arm away, broke away from his arms, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The curtains blocked out the light, the room was dim, and a light-colored sheet was draped over He Tingzhou's narrow and tight waist.

After she left, his right hand lazily fell on the quilt, his finger bones were clearly visible, and the bulging blue veins spread upwards to his forearm. Shuang Xu suddenly recalled the ferocious explosive power of that hand when it clasped his leg last night.

Her head suddenly felt hot and she left the room as quickly as possible.

After opening the door, Xu Zhen was standing outside the door, holding a takeout lunch box from the five-star hotel in one hand and a neatly ironed suit in the other. He smiled and greeted, "Good morning."

"He's inside, go call him yourself." Shuang Xu said.

Even if Xu Zhen had eight hundred courages he would not go.

"Mr. He probably needs to get some sleep. There are pajamas in this bag." Xu Zhen brought the things in and placed them properly without even glancing at them or lingering for even a second. "Mr. Song, do you have something to tell me?"

"Sorry to trouble you." said Shuang Xu.

Running to a woman's house early in the morning to deliver clothes and breakfast to her boss, if Xu Zhen was not a fool, he would know what they did last night.

Of course he is not stupid, he is too smart.

However, he must have done this kind of thing many times to become so proficient at it.

She took He Tingzhou's clothes into the bedroom and found that the curtains were open.

He Tingzhou was half leaning against the head of the bed, his unkempt black hair lazily draped over his brows as he had just woken up, and he looked very sleepy.

He took a cigarette from the box, held it between his teeth, flipped the lid of the lighter upwards, and the flame was already lit. Suddenly he closed it again, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and threw it on the cabinet next to him.

Shuang Xu was about to remind him not to smoke in her bedroom but swallowed the words.

She didn't go in, but put her suit and pajamas on the cabinet: "Your clothes."

He Tingzhou glanced at the cabinet five meters away from him and raised his eyelids lightly: "Even the hands of gibbons are not that long. Not to mention that I am a human."

"Can't you come down and get it?"

"Can't you come and take me home?" he asked. "You ate me clean in bed, but now you're not familiar with me after we get out of bed?"

"..." Shuang Xu had no choice but to take the clothes to him like a maid and sent them to the bedside, "Put on your clothes and come out to eat, Master."

Shuang Xu rarely cooks at home. She has neither the interest nor the ability to cook. She usually just toasts two slices of bread and makes a cup of coffee.

Fortunately, Xu Zhen brought breakfast over, otherwise she would be really afraid that the Crown Prince would ask her to cook for him.

She put the breakfast that Xu Zhen brought on the table. He Tingzhou came out wearing pajamas.

The silk material is delicate, and the homely feel of the pajamas softens his stern aura. He walks to the dining table with his long legs dragging lazily.

He seemed to have no appetite and barely ate a bite of breakfast. He spent most of the time leaning on the chair opposite him, watching Shuang Xu eat.

When she finished eating, he said, "Are you full? If you are, sleep with me for a while."

"You can go to sleep by yourself." Shuang Xu said, "I have to go back today to help my godmother prepare for the evening banquet."

Fu Yun's message came just at this moment, asking her if she had woken up and sending a driver to pick her up.

After Shuang Xu replied to the message, he looked up and saw that He Tingzhou looked a little dull.

"My godfather is going to return to work next week, and we want to celebrate for him. Didn't you also receive the invitation?" She thought He Tingzhou was unhappy because of her disobedience, so she explained.

"Go ahead." He Tingzhou got up and went back to the bedroom.