Chapter 119 The Wolf is Coming Xiao Zhuo misses you too.
At the airport at night, Luo Shu took a taxi as soon as she landed. Fang Qingzhuo wanted to pick her up, but she refused no matter what because she happened to run into his company's annual meeting tonight.
When I got home, before I had time to sit down, Lao Luo’s video calls came one after another.
"My dear daughter, when is your holiday this year so we can come pick you up?"
Just as he finished speaking, Ms. Ai interrupted him: "I think your father and I should come directly to Shenzhen to pick you up."
Luo Shu took off her coat, pressed the back of her neck, and walked towards the bedroom: "Oh, I can come back by myself. You must be exhausted from going back and forth."
When I opened the bedroom door, what caught my eye was the quilt on the bed that was arched into a hill shape.
So this is how Fang Qingzhuo ruined her bed.
Before she could react, Ms. Ai's voice brought her back to reality: "I heard from Linlin that your job in Shenzhen is stable now?"
After a tiring day, Luo Shu quickly kicked off her slippers and collapsed onto the bed. "Well, there won't be any changes for now."
Mr. Luo and Ms. Ai in the video frame exchanged a glance and said, "Then your mother and I have something to discuss with you."
Luo Shu rubbed her eyes: "What's the matter?"
"Since you're set to work in Shenzhen, your mother and I have decided to buy you an apartment in Shenzhen."
"One set might not be enough," Ms. Ai immediately objected. "Two sets, please."
Father Luo understood: "Yes, when we retire, we will move directly to Shenzhen to take care of the girl."
Ms. Ai: "I let her live in one apartment and rent out the other."
Luo's father: "Why rent it out? We don't need that little money."
Ms. Ai: "I've noticed you're getting pretty clueless at your age. Being away from home alone, this job wouldn't offer any extra protection if something unexpected happened."
Luo's father: "Then buying three sets should be no problem, right?"
Looking across at the elderly couple bickering over how many houses they were going to buy, Luo Shu rubbed her forehead helplessly. This didn't seem like a discussion, but rather a notification to her. It was with this action that her elbow accidentally bumped against the hillock of quilt.
Not sure if it was an auditory hallucination, she clearly heard a muffled groan of pain, and it sounded extremely familiar.
I carefully lifted a corner of the quilt and was surprised to find a person hiding inside, blinking his black eyes and pretending to be obedient and pitiful, as if saying, "You hurt me."
Besides being surprised, she was also frightened. She couldn't let Lao Luo and the others, who were thousands of miles away, find out that Fang Qingzhuo was in her house and lying on her bed, otherwise they would come to Shenzhen City immediately.
"Cough, cough, cough..." He coughed twice unnaturally, "Um... Dad, Mom, it's getting late, you should get some rest early. I'll be back in two days, and I've already bought the plane ticket..."
As she spoke, her right hand was caught and kissed carefully.
I tried to break free, but it only tightened.
The phone propped up on the bedside table overflowed with Lao Luo's question: "What's wrong? Do you have someone there?"
Luo Shu immediately raised her voice and denied: "No, I live alone, how could there be someone here?"
The shrewd Ms. Ai said nothing, but just drank water and looked at it.
Facing a death stare, Luo Shu's eyes wandered. She swallowed and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, what gifts should we bring when we go to our grandparents' house this year? How about I bring back some local specialties?"
Luo's father turned the camera and said, "No, I haven't finished delivering the cigarettes, alcohol, and health supplements from last time."
Luo Shu was busy dealing with her old father and thought Fang Qingzhuo had become obedient and stopped making any noise. However, the calm was only temporary. Not long after, he came up to her again and acted dishonestly. Without thinking, she slapped him on the pillow.
After hanging up the phone, Luo Shu angrily pressed down on someone: "Fang Qingzhuo..."
"Your skin is itchy again, isn't it?" Before he could finish his words, he changed his tone and asked, "Do you miss me?"
Her hand was still on his throat, and Fang Qingzhuo couldn't move: "I want to."
"How much do you miss it?" Luo Shu asked.
“I think about it every minute and every second.”
"Anything else?"
"I want to kiss you, I want to hold your fingers and do happy things. Really, I can't wait. My blood is boiling and I'm going crazy." The man's breathing became rapid, and his voice was full of indescribable temptation.
Luo Shu curled her lips slightly: "I don't believe it."
"Xiao Zhuo misses you too." After saying this, he expressed his longing with his actions.
Luo Shu frowned: "Where did you learn this mess?"
“When a person is born, he is naturally good.”
It took a few seconds to turn the corner. Luo Shu's gaze was so intense that it was hard to tell whether it was one of helplessness or disdain. As if she was compromising but also as if she was being led astray by him, she lifted his chin and placed a light kiss on him: "Who wants it more?"
Fang Qingzhuo licked his lips with a satisfied look and answered without hesitation: "That must be me."
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Luo Shu lay down in his arms and asked, "Shouldn't you be attending the annual meeting?"
Under the light, Fang Qingzhuo's pupils still shone with emotion: "Zhuang He and the others poured me several bottles of wine."
He grabbed her waist and said, "You'll only let me go home to see you if I'm drunk."
"Please, can you please think carefully before you act pitiful? Who would dare to force you to drink if you don't want to?" Luo Shu grabbed his collar and smelled the scent of her shower gel. "Besides, you still know how to take a shower when you are drunk, and use my shower gel?"
Fang Qingzhuo didn't feel guilty at all after being exposed. This little trick was naturally worthless, but he was a bad and rude man who would not give up until he achieved his goal. He buried himself in Luo Shu's chest like a cheater, and kissed her sensitive spots little by little. When she was shaking to the point of losing all her strength, he stopped and asked her very gentlemanly if she wanted to continue?
Luo Shu tilted her head to one side, obviously unwilling to speak.
He calmly repeated the same trick and asked again.
"Just behave yourself." Luo Shu said awkwardly, her warning distorted by her confusion and passion, sounding like a spoiled child. "Do you hear me?"
"Oh." He raised his head and blinked, looking extremely innocent, and deliberately dragged out the ending of the tone.
Luo Shu really wanted to say that he was insincere, that he had made no progress over the years, and that he had no new tricks. Could it be that she would always fall for his tricks?
I pinched his shameless face and said, "But I'm so tired today. I don't feel like moving at all."
"I'm the one working hard, why did you move?"
"That's tiring too. I'm so tired that I just want to sleep in your broad arms."
Fang Qingzhuo got up, his face expressionless, but his behavior was much more disciplined.
Seeing that her sweet talk worked, Luo Shu was ready to blow her rainbow fart into the man's heart: "Oh my God, I like Fang Qingzhuo so much. How can he be so outstanding? He is handsome, makes money, and is very obedient. He is so cute, even if he has done nothing. I love him the most!"
Fang Qingzhuo pursed his lips, feeling somewhat smug. He didn't know what was so good about the lamp. He stared at it for a moment, then lay down beside her, revealing his majestic shoulders. "Then let's go to sleep."
Taking advantage of the man's ecstasy, Luo Shu slipped into his pretendingly firm embrace and used one of his arms as a pillow: "Then promise me one more little thing."
Fang Qingzhuo tucked the quilt in for her: "Is this considered one of the three things you forgave me for?"
"Of course not." Luo Shu poked his chest muscle, "It's just a small thing."
Since he was in a good mood tonight, Fang Qingzhuo agreed to whatever he asked: "Just ask."
"Go back to your own home for the next two months."
The honey that was about to reach her lips was instantly smacked on the head, and the happy arc at the end of her eyes collapsed successfully: "Why?"
Luo Shu patiently coaxed: "As the saying goes, distance creates beauty."
"You are afraid that your uncle and aunt will become suspicious and launch a surprise attack, which will end badly." Fang Qingzhuo fixed her with a hurt look.
"Then are you going to come back or not?"
He who knows the times is a hero, and Fang Qingzhuo is well aware of this.
"Of course you can. How about you take me home to meet your parents for the New Year this year? Otherwise, it will be included in those three things."
Luo Shu was almost led into a dead end by him. Looking into the man's clear eyes, she inexplicably felt that she had taken advantage of him. If she could ignore the cunning words: "You didn't ask me to agree, so why did I agree to you?"
Fang Qingzhuo whispered: "What? Are you sleepy? Then I'll sleep with you."
"I haven't taken my makeup off yet."
"Then take a nap first."
"What if he doesn't wake up?"
"I'm here, King Luo Shu."
The next few days will be the final stage of the wonderful annual holiday.
There was a brief sunny spell that afternoon. After Luo Shu finished her meeting, coincidentally she received a call from the landlord, who told her that he was not planning to rent the house to her anymore.
After asking the reason, she found out that they had been disturbing the neighbors last week and the week before. The landlady even pointed out to her in a subtle way that the young couple should be more restrained for the sake of their health. The surrounding areas are all retired empty-nest elderly people, and the sound insulation is poor, which has a bad influence. Luo Shu was speechless and blushed after being scolded.
Silently bearing the blame, Luo Shu hunched over the computer with her head in her hands, looking ashamed and regretful. After a while, she realized something was wrong. Last week? She was on a business trip last week.
Although she knew that it was unlikely that Fang Qingzhuo would cheat on her, she tried to keep it in mind.
There was still some time before the afternoon meeting, so Luo Shu checked the door surveillance twice. Not to mention the opposite sex, not even a fly flew into the house, so there was only one possibility left.
No wonder she agreed so readily to let him go home. It turned out that she was waiting for her here.
So, a phone call was made to Fang Qingzhuo to accuse her. Before she could ask, the culprit asked her, "Didn't we have a rule that we can't talk on the phone during working hours?"
"That's the way I'm supposed to meet you, so you don't tie up the line and delay my work."
"So now..." Fang Qingzhuo paused for a moment, lowering his voice as if he were in a public place. "Do you miss me?"
"I miss you, the landlord just called me and said our house is too noisy and wants me to move out."
"What's making such a big noise?"
Luo Shu was silent for a moment, finding it difficult to speak: "It's about that."
"Ah? Is that true?" From the tone, it was not difficult to judge that the other party was also very surprised.
"What are you pretending to be?"
"I'm not pretending. I really don't know."
"It wasn't you who did it?"
"What the hell am I doing?"
"The ghost that made me homeless?"
"You misunderstood me."
"It must be you. No one else could be this boring."
"People need respect, and trees need bark. After all, I'm a well-known figure. If I was deliberately cheating, I would have just spent money to buy this house. Why would I go around in circles and disgust people?"
"It's really not you?"
"You still don't understand my style of doing things?"
Luo Shu was the first to suspect him because she knew him so well: "What if you colluded with the landlord?"
"I have to say something to you about this. How can lovers not even trust each other? I don't even know your landlord, and I don't have her contact information."
"Is that house haunted?"
"As far as I know, the government intends to develop your old town."
Luo Shu also began to hesitate. Could it be that it really had nothing to do with Fang Qingzhuo?
"Your landlord is the same. How can we find a house at this critical moment? My clothes are still with you."
Luo Shu pressed her brows together with a headache, listening to his slightly dissatisfied tone while waiting for his next words.
"In that case, do you want to come to my place for a while?"
As the call ended, you could hear a pin drop in the conference room.
Most of the technical backbones pretended not to hear anything, but Zhuang He was the only one who sneered disdainfully, "You still have a reputation and a style of work? Bah, do you have any? In ancient times, if you seduced a decent woman, you would be beaten with a stick."
Fang Qingzhuo responded decisively: "In the 21st century, spreading rumors would land you in jail. Luo Shu and I are legitimate."
Zhuang He kept saying, "Look at how capable you are! Be careful or I'll expose your true identity."
Fang Qingzhuo nonchalantly turned his swivel chair and faced the summary report on the screen: "I'm thinking that since Luo Shu is moving in again, it would be unreasonable not to invite her good friends over for dinner."
With just one sentence, the aggressive Zhuang He was completely subdued.
The moving day happened to be Luo Shu's last working day, so Fang Qingzhuo did everything personally from start to finish.
When it was time to get off work, Fang Qingzhuo appeared outside the company building on time and helped Luo Shu to the passenger seat in front of a group of colleagues.
The ring on Luo Shu's middle finger had been gossiped about in the company's small group a long time ago. Inevitably, some knowledgeable people recognized it as a Spiral couple's ring from G. Following the clues, all kinds of gossip emerged one after another. Ninety-nine percent of the employees were curious about who had captured the heart of the mainstay of the company, and the remaining one percent were jealous and made up nonsense, saying that the style was several years old and she must have found a tasteless rich man.
When Zhai Xiaowen shared these remarks with the person involved in the scandal, Luo Shu just smiled and asked if she was just wearing it for fun.
At this moment, Zhai Xiaowen, who witnessed everything happening in front of her, opened her mouth so wide that she could swallow two eggs. Yes, besides her ex-husband, who else did Luo Shu miss? After all, her brother had no chance.
On the day of entertaining friends, Xia Yimo and Zhuang He arrived one after another. As soon as they entered the door, before Xia Yimo could chat with Luo Shu, Zhuang He knocked on the door. After opening the door, Zhuang He changed his usual behavior. There was no longer any chattering noise as usual. He seemed to have returned to factory settings, and he exuded a sense of awkwardness all over.
Fang Qingzhuo, however, spotted something in the same brand of red wine they were both holding. To show off, he slid over to Luo Shu to show off his discovery. Following his instructions, Luo Shu also noticed something was amiss between the two. Originally, Zhuang He was the only one left, while Xia Yimo went to the balcony with a bottle of drink in hand.
After exchanging glances, Luo Shu and Fang Qingzhuo reached a consensus and decided to get information from Zhuang He, the most innocent person.
"Don't move." Suddenly, Luo Shu approached slowly and affectionately.
Seeing this, Fang Qingzhuo closed his eyes in anticipation, and two seconds later, he received a clean slap in the face.
The sudden noise attracted the attention of everyone in the room. Fang Qingzhuo had no time to pay attention to the curious looks he received. He didn't feel any pain, and was even a little excited: "What did I do wrong? Why are you hitting me again?"
Luo Shu was stunned. Ever since Fang Qingzhuo had taken the initiative to ask her to slap him in bed, she had rarely slapped him. Seeing that she was misunderstood, she excitedly explained, "There's a little fly on your face."
Fang Qingzhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, with an expression that asked whether I believed it or not.
"I swear, there really is a little flying insect." Luo Shu was speechless and had no idea how loud her voice was, as if she was trying to cover her ears and steal the bell.
Seeing her anxious, Fang Qingzhuo put on a considerate smile, leaned close to her ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "If you want to hit me, just do it directly. There's no need to make excuses."
Perhaps because there were others around, Luo Shu was so angry that she couldn't lose her temper. She said, "Go away and leave me alone."
After saying that, she turned around and went to find her good sister.
Fang Qingzhuo was caught off guard and after being ruthlessly pushed away, he seemed to be summoned by something. He turned around and met the teasing gaze of his brother who had been watching the show for a long time.
"What are you looking at? Have you ever seen someone flirt?"
Zhuang He held his forehead, rolled his eyes and jokingly said, "I guess you've turned down all social activities and are just a punching bag at home."
At this time, Fang Qingzhuo walked over to sit beside him, with her long legs spread out to take up quite a bit of space, and acted very arrogantly: "There's nothing I can do. She needs me to coax her. Just coax her and she'll be fine."
At the end, he didn't forget to stab his brother in the heart, "This is not something a single person like you can understand."
Zhuang He was extremely disdainful and retaliated: "Does she often attack unexpectedly like this?"
"It's okay, not much lately." Fang Qingzhuo smiled at him, "After all, I was the one who was the first to do it."
Zhuang He resisted the urge to throw a punch and gritted his teeth, commenting, "Luo Shu was still too gentle."
Fang Qingzhuo shrugged indifferently, resting his head on the sofa with his arms behind his head: "She treats me very well. Beating is love and scolding is love..."
Zhuang He deliberately cut him off, sensing he had more to say. Sure enough, Fang Qingzhuo was lost in thought, staring at the other side of the balcony, like a man staring at his wife. "Who told me, who told me I'd be a loser without her?"
After a brief silence, Zhuang He's contemptuous sneer, which seemed to see through everything, filled the air. He was even more upset. What was going on?
Fortunately, Fang Qingzhuo's conscience was awakened in time, and he quickly remembered that he was still there. He nudged his friend with his knee and said, "What's going on, you and Xia Yimo?"
Xia Yimo's name was like the beginning of a floodgate. Once it was opened, Zhuang He began to pour out his bitterness. "What else could it be? She doesn't want to take responsibility. She's done that, and she won't acknowledge me. No, what's wrong with me? It's been almost six years. I've been chasing her for almost six years, and even you can get her back. You, you can get her back even after committing an unforgivable mistake."
Fang Qingzhuo's face changed, and he continued to grumble, "Why can't I do it? I'm a clean and charming man. There's no reason for that."
That's right, Fang Qingzhuo felt a pang of anxiety, and with a blink of an eye, he came up with an idea: "I have a way to help you."
"You?" Zhuang He was skeptical. "What method?"
"Truth comes out when you're drunk."
Zhuang He jumped up from the sofa and said, "What? You want me to get Xia Yimo drunk?"
"Bah!" Fang Qingzhuo put on an upright and resolute attitude, taking the opportunity to vent his anger. "You can be filthy, you can be vulgar, you can be shameless, but please don't drag me into this. When did I ever let you get her drunk?"
"So what do you mean?"
"As a good brother, I naturally have to share your worries." Fang Qingzhuo pulled him to sit down.
Zhuang He refused to pull the trigger: "Do you have such a kind heart?"
"Forget about others, but you actually think this way about me." Fang Qingzhuo pretended to be sad. "I got you drunk so that we could be alone. Even though you were drunk and unconscious, she still cared about you. What does that mean? It means that she cares about you. The most important thing is..."
"What is the most important thing?" Zhuang He answered quickly.
"The important thing is..." Fang Qingzhuo lowered his head, secretly hiding a faint smile of success, "You can take advantage of the alcohol to cry, make a scene, and confess your love. If you are rejected, you can pretend nothing happened the next day. That way, you can save face and gain money."
Zhuang He had no suspicion of anything, but he was always worried.
As if guessing he had some concerns, Fang Qingzhuo patted his arm and gave him another shot of cardiac stimulant: "Don't worry, I'm an experienced person and I have the most say."
On the other side, Luo Shu angrily found Xia Yimo who was enjoying the breeze on the balcony.
Xia Yimo had witnessed most of what had just happened and quickly rubbed her back to help her calm down: "Did Fang Qingzhuo make you angry again?"
"I'm not angry." Luo Shu leaned on the balcony railing, "I'm just annoyed by his mouth."
Xia Yimo, who happened to be having the same problem, propped up her chin and sighed helplessly, "Do you think there's a drug in the world that can make someone mute without harming their brain or body?"
As the last word fell, Luo Shu slowly straightened up: "Are you serious?"
"Of course." Xia Yimo couldn't help but tease her, "If there is, I'll buy you a bottle."
Hearing this, Luo Shu subconsciously defended her: "Uh, Fang Qingzhuo, he doesn't really need it. He's still a bit more honest than Zhuang He."
It's more than just a little bit, it's clearly ten streets ahead of Zhuang He, just in terms of sense of boundaries.
"Okay, I'm just kidding. You're the only one with the right to criticize Fang Qingzhuo for being a nagging person."
Xia Yimo adjusted her posture and leaned on the railing with her arms folded across her chest.
At least Fang Qingzhuo only talked nonsense to Luo Shu, but she didn't want to comment on Zhuang He.
"Actually, Senior Zhuang He doesn't seem to have any other shortcomings except that he is very friendly to everyone." After saying that, Luo Shu looked towards the living room. It was an indescribable scene of collusion, as if they were almost stuck together like conjoined twins.
Xia Yimo also glanced over and exhaled deeply: "I also know that he is a simple person. When he is happy, he can chat for a long time even with a passing cat. When he is unhappy, he will scold the dog trapped in the yard even through the fence. That's fine, but I just can't stand him interacting with the opposite sex and chatting so harmoniously. The girls in our team and the girls from the cooperative party have his contact information. Although the contact information was added by others and he has no intention of that, to be honest, I just don't like it and feel uncomfortable."
Luo Shu put herself in his shoes and felt bad: "Have you ever told Zhuang He about your feelings?"
Xia Yimo shook her head: "I have imagined the outcome. If I deprive him of his freedom to make friends in exchange for my peace of mind, he will definitely have no complaints. But this is bound to sacrifice one party's feelings, and I don't dare to accept it."
How could Luo Shu not see that this was the shadow left by her scumbag ex, and she hugged her best friend with heartache.
Seeing her friend frowning for her, Xia Yimo comforted her: "Oh, I'm very free and easy. Life is not just about love. There is also a smooth road ahead for me. I have good news to tell you. A beauty brand we cooperated with earned this much money just from the cooperation fee last year's Double 12."
As he spoke, he spread out his five fingers, and to reassure Luo Shu, he cleverly changed the subject, "I'm thinking of buying an apartment next door to yours. By the way, I quite like the design style of Fang Qingzhuo's large flat. Can you talk to him and recommend the designer to me? But the layout of this apartment is a bit strange, and what are those two empty rooms used for?"
"He connected the two units on this floor. As for the two empty rooms..." When she asked this, Luo Shu's thoughts drifted back to the first night she moved in. Fang Qingzhuo took her out of the elevator. The large flat originally had two elevators and two units, but Fang Qingzhuo took her to another door.
At that time, she seriously suspected that Fang Qingzhuo was deliberately teasing her, and asked angrily: "Is this your house? Why are you going there?"
"Oh, do you still remember which door our house is?" Fang Qingzhuo did not give a direct answer but just rubbed her head.
Annoyed by the teasing, she raised her arm to swat away the intrusive claw, but he held it tightly instead.
"I bought it and opened it." Fang Qingzhuo grabbed her thumb and recorded her fingerprint on the door lock one by one, "So I can go home through any door in the future."
The door unlocked at her fingerprint, and at Fang Qingzhuo's invitation, she stepped back into this "home" that held her unique memories. After all, she had lived there for a while, and nothing much had been altered. The fish in the aquarium were still there, as were her photos from various periods, even the Polaroid from her graduation ceremony. Furthermore, new areas included a study, a cloakroom, a dressing room, a movie room...
"Those two rooms are..." Luo Shu was about to answer when she was interrupted by Fang Qingzhuo who came to invite her to take a seat.
During the meal, as agreed beforehand, Zhuang He gushed over glass after glass of red wine, creating an atmosphere of drinking to drown one's sorrows. Fang Qingzhuo pretended to dissuade him, but the corkscrew in his hand was never idle: "Drinking like this can easily harm your health."
"Okay, whoever opens it can drink it. The one who is wasting money is the grandson." Unexpectedly, Zhuang He came down the stairs and said this.
The sudden reversal made Fang Qingzhuo tilt his neck in surprise and widen his eyes slightly.
Zhuang He met his clear gaze and winked provocatively.
The two Plastic Brothers made a soul-touching, silent eye contact.
Fang Qingzhuo: Just drink your drink as planned, why are you dragging me along?
Zhuang He: Fang Qingzhuo, you just have a lot of bad intentions in your mind.
Fang Qingzhuo: What did I do wrong?
Zhuang He: You want to get me drunk and make me look bad? No way.
Fang Qingzhuo: We are brothers, what do I want to achieve by doing this?
Zhuang He: You just want revenge, so I played the video of you crying at the annual meeting. Hey, I won’t be fooled.
Fang Qingzhuo was desperate and revealed his true intention: You are overthinking it.
Zhuang He: Just pretend.
Faced with the truth being exposed, Fang Qingzhuo was puzzled. Which link had gone wrong?
Zhuang He smiled and moved closer, lifting his shoulders and shaking them: "Do you know what you look like now?"
In response, Fang Qingzhuo also put his arm around his back, patted him hard, and asked through gritted teeth, "What's that like?"
"A poisonous snake whose teeth have been pulled out without realizing it."
Luo Shu and Xia Yimo, who were sitting opposite, looked disgusted: "..."
It was late at night, and Zhuang He and Xia Yimo didn't feel like continuing to chat, so they left after dinner.
When Luo Shu passed by for the first time, Fang Qingzhuo was lying on the sofa holding an empty bottle of red wine, thinking over and over again about Zhuang He's words.
When Luo Shu passed by for the second time, Fang Qingzhuo had slid off the foot of the sofa and was lying flat on the carpet with his arms and legs spread out. This time, he was holding a yellow sponge doll in his arms, his eyes staring motionlessly at the ceiling, his mind still filled with the same question.
When he passed by for the third time, Luo Shu finally noticed him. Without saying a word, she just stepped over and sat on the sofa, looking down at him condescendingly.
Finally unable to bear it any longer, she leaned forward and kicked him with her toes.
Fang Qingzhuo woke up as if from a dream, blinked his eyes, and his blurred vision suddenly became clear. A beautiful face with malicious intentions suddenly rushed into his sight.
Oh, it turned out to be the person who pulled out his fangs.
When he figured it out, he grinned foolishly.
Luo Shu pointed at the doll in his arms that was being trampled on and asked, "Do you know how to respect my SpongeBob? If you can't tolerate it, you can't tolerate me."
Fang Qingzhuo's gaze remained fixed, the smile in his eyes deepening. "I can't even fit it in. To prevent it from competing with me for the bed, I've reserved a room for it. Not only it, but all its relatives in Bikini Bottom can live there."
Luo Shu was amused by his serious jokes and was about to step back when Fang Qingzhuo sat up and hugged her around the waist and put her on his lap.
"What about me?"
Luo Shu suppressed her smile: "What?"
"You slap me all the time, do you think you respect me?"
"I told you, there really are bugs."
"A slap in the face and a candy. Where's my candy?"
"Fang Qingzhuo, how old are you?"
“It doesn’t matter how old you are.”
"I think you deserve to be punished."
As the words fell, she lunged forward, clutching his slender neck with both hands. It wasn't so much a pinch as a hug, pulling him close, bringing him toward her, rocking him back and forth. Fang Qingzhuo's face, originally set on a negotiating one, lifted its corners as she rushed toward him, revealing a toothy smile. His eyes curved as he doted on Luo Shu, who sat astride his lap, waiting for her to teach him a lesson.
But the other person had no intention of coming over. On the other hand, Fang Qingzhuo was trying to win without fighting. As time went on, he became impatient and said, "Stop playing with me, baby."
He had mastered the tactic of retreating to advance, but Luo Shu refused to comply. She used her right hand on his shoulder to touch the ends of his soft hair, then his red earlobes, and finally his fluttering eyelashes.
Fang Qingzhuo was used to being arrogant and hated being controlled by others, but at this moment he seemed to have been forcibly dumbened. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his head was dizzy and heavy, and he was completely confused.
Finally, Luo Shu's cool fingertips rested on his slightly open lower lip, stroking back and forth along the plump shape of his lips. Then, the shadow covering him expanded, and a biased kiss was placed on the corner of his mouth.
Fang Qingzhuo felt a light tickle at the tip of his heart. He pretended to be calm, thinking in his heart that he didn't want to be easily manipulated, but the tone that came out of his mouth was begging: "You fooled me with such a kiss again. I didn't feel the profound lesson."
His voice was pitifully hoarse and trembling violently.
Luo Shu decided to be tolerant and mercifully stopped harassing him. As her noses got closer and closer, the scent of red wine sprayed on the bewitched facial hair. At this moment, Luo Shu hadn't yet realized the presence of alcohol, but Fang Qingzhuo caught it first and quickly pressed her into his arms: "You are allergic to alcohol."
Luo Shu calmed down for a moment, then lay in his arms and listened attentively to the deafening heartbeat.
"Fang Qingzhuo, what are you going to do with the remaining room?"
"You don't know?" Fang Qingzhuo stroked her long hair at the back of her head.
"I really don't know."
She asked knowingly, but Fang Qingzhuo didn't point it out: "Then I don't know either, just leave it blank."
"What about the house in Zurich?"
Fang Qingzhuo's movements froze for a moment, and he immediately guessed the whole story: "Zhuang He told you?"
Luo Shu slowly sat up, lifted his chins on both sides and pulled them in front of her eyes: "Fang Qingzhuo, you are like a puppy. When I tease you, you wag your tail."
The red wine was low in alcohol, and by this point Fang Qingzhuo was feeling a bit overwhelmed. He felt extremely uncomfortable and pressed his forehead against hers, accusing her, "You just bully me."
When Fang Qingzhuo held her and put her on the sofa, Luo Shu was still a little confused. She didn't comment on who was bullying whom. Just like now, he smiled at her with a harmless appearance, but his eyebrows were the most aggressive part of his face, like a crossbow, ready to shoot your heart at any time.
Thinking back to the past, she must have been deceived by him in this way. Even now, her soft heartstrings would still be touched by his simple look or subtle gesture.
"Are you ready?"
"What……"
As her body temperature suddenly dropped, Luo Shu suddenly realized what he was going to do, and her hair stood on end.
The fists raised above my head clenched and unclenched, and the carpet beneath my feet transformed into clouds, as if I were floating in a state of weightlessness, sometimes soaring, sometimes plummeting.
She is like a wild goose returning home without direction, like a deep-sea fish that cannot live without water.
After enduring waves of resonance, Luo Shu began to beg him in tears.
The thicker the night, the harder it is to stop, especially during a moment of frank, honest conversation. In this scene, the comeuppance of the "cry wolf" unfolded in the vast hall.
One winter vacation, he always had endless energy to squander, and she also had the capital to cry wolf.
I was fooled many times in my early twenties, and it’s hard to fool people at twenty-six.
They worked hard until the early morning. After finishing their important task, Fang Qingzhuo quietly held Luo Shu, who had wilted like a flower bud, in his arms. He tucked her scattered long hair behind her ears and rubbed her flushed face with the tip of his nose to comfort her.
He is also generous with his praise and gives it without hesitation.
"Baby is awesome."
"Baby is amazing."
"Baby Luo Shu, I love you so much!"
Having overdrawn all her strength, Luo Shu could not sit still at all. Her eyes were still wet, and she leaned weakly on his shoulder. The two hot bodies were inextricably embraced together, as if they were back to that typhoon day that they never tired of, and the leisure time when they stayed in bed every day and didn't want to wake up.
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