Chapter 55 Do You Want to Kiss?

Shi Yue used a soft cloth to wipe the dishes again and again until they were shiny. "I think everyone was still guessing that my uncle was arranged to have such a marriage without any emotional foundation, and he would definitely ignore her in the future. Now, it seems that he is also enjoying it."

Han Zhenhao drank some warm water, thinking about something, and asked, "Isn't it normal for a marriage without emotional foundation to end in divorce after a long time?"

"Of course you have to divorce if you can't live together anymore. Otherwise, you will just torture each other."

Han Zhenhao nodded in agreement.

"But it's hard to explain fate. There are many cases where people have no feelings for each other at the time of marriage, but gradually fall in love with each other after spending time together. This is what people often say... Marriage comes first, love comes later."

Hearing this, Han Zhenhao suddenly thought of something and nodded in agreement.

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The first thing Sheng Ting did when he got home was to take out the newly bought ointment to apply on Chu Shuang's wound. He also changed the gauze on his hand so that he could use a Band-Aid.

Looking at the new ointment in his hand, Chushuang paused for a moment, "You asked me to wait for you just now, just to buy medicine?"

"Well, I saw a Chinese medicine clinic next door. I heard that the medicine there is very effective and can't be compared with Western medicine. I bought some to keep as a backup."

Her heart warmed as she watched him carefully and patiently apply the ointment on her. She said for no reason, "Thank you. You really act like an elder."

She said this sincerely and from the bottom of her heart. She was just complimenting him without any other intention. The living room was silent for a few seconds after she finished speaking.

After closing the ointment box, Sheng Ting looked at her straight in the eye and said word by word: "Elder?"

Facing his narrow dark eyes, Chu Shuang's throat was slightly dry, and she explained softly: "I don't mean anything else, I just mean that you are good at taking care of people."

The man said in a low voice, "What kind of elder would give you medicine like this?"

The first frost shakes my head.

"Am I your elder?"

shaking head.

Sheng Ting then relaxed his expression and carried the person upstairs.

He was going to the study to do the rest of his work. Chu Shuang also wanted to go find some books to read, so Sheng Ting took her to the study.

Put the person on the sofa and ask her what she wants to see.

Chushuang scanned the bookshelf and saw a thick book. She pointed at it and said, "A Bitter Journey Through Culture."

Sheng Ting gave her the book before going to the desk to work.

I read this book once in the library when I was in college. I really liked the way teacher Yu Qiuyu traveled through the land with his thoughts on history and humanities, telling those interesting or heavy stories.

This is a book I will want to read again no matter how many times I see it.

Because of his words "pay homage to the water at Dujiangyan and seek advice at Qingcheng Mountain", she went alone to see the majestic Dujiangyan during her sophomore summer vacation.

Before reading this book, the Northwest was just the Northwest to her. After reading it, she deeply felt the profound sense of history that land carries.

Later, on a Friday in her junior year, she was lying in bed listening to the heavy rain outside the window sweeping across the world, and the next moment she suddenly had the idea to go to Dunhuang for the weekend.

Beautiful, romantic and youthful.

Such things seemed inconsistent with her appearance.

That is the wildness hidden in her bones.

She loves the days that are as gentle as water, and is also fascinated by the vast world that sometimes appears during travel.

Because it has its own dot, no matter how it moves, it is always within the specified boundaries. There is an invisible line pulling it, so it will not stray too far.

So no one ever thought she was wild.

After Sheng Ting finished the rest of the work, he looked up and found her sitting there quietly, reading a book with great concentration.

I glanced at my watch. It was 11 o'clock.

He stood up and came over, gently took the book from her hand, and looked into her eyes. "It's late, you should rest, and read it another day."

Hatsushimo: “Okay.”

The two looked at each other, and neither of them moved. Hatsushimo waited out of habit for someone to carry her to the room.

After two seconds of delay, she reacted and got up and walked on her own.

I was secretly upset in my heart. Why did I subconsciously wait for him to hug me?

People are really easily influenced by habits.

Today, Hatsumei's hands were barely able to get wet, but Sheng Ting still lent a hand and quickly helped her remove her makeup and wash her face.

The weather forecast shows that the temperature will drop sharply tonight and it will be extremely cold in the next few days. It has just been warm for two days and it is cold again.

After returning to the bedroom, Sheng Ting checked the doors and windows before going to bed.

"You don't have to wait for me after get off work these days. Come back and have dinner first. I've been busy with work recently, so I'll be back late. After the year-end period, I'll be free later."

Hatsushimo closed his eyes, "Okay, we are also very busy at the end of the year. The serialized comics have to be updated during the holidays. During this period, we will save a lot of manuscripts, otherwise we will have to squeeze out time to work during the New Year."

"But, you are so busy, what about your birthday?"

Sheng Ting paused slightly. His birthday was not an important day to him, and he himself didn't even remember it.

Looking down at her from above, he said in a low voice: "Do you remember my birthday?"

Hatsushimo fell asleep and looked into his eyes. "I glanced at him when we got married."

"Just remember it?"

"……Um."

The man seemed to have a smile on his face. "It's not a big deal. Just go to the old house and have a meal."

Hatsushimo nodded.

"Or do you want to live alone with me?"

Living alone?

Actually, it is possible.

But Madam Sheng will definitely urge us to move to the old house, and it’s hard to refuse, so let it go.

“It’s most fun to celebrate your birthday with a large group of relatives and friends.”

Glancing at her fair features, Sheng Ting suddenly felt a little itchy.

He scraped his finger across her straight nose and said, "I'll do as you say."

The eyelashes tremble slightly at the beginning of frost.

Their eyes met, and an ambiguous atmosphere gradually emerged in the air.

"First frost."

"Um."

"Would you like to kiss?"

Her heart beat slightly, and her whole body was stiff and she dared not move.

Sheng Ting just lowered his eyes and reached out to lift the black hair on the side of her face, methodically, as if waiting for her answer.

Chu Shuang retracted her fingers and said slowly, "Yes."

The man's face was getting closer and closer in her sight, and she closed her eyes unconsciously.

Then, I felt a butterfly land on the tip of my nose.

Fly into my heart again.

Sheng Ting's kiss is always conflicting, domineering and gentle at the same time, disturbing and frightening people.

You can only take whatever you want.

When the first frost makes you feel a little dizzy, the fresh breath between your lips and teeth leaves.

Instead, there was a burning sensation in the clavicle.

The hand on her waist was so hot that she shivered.

The person who was kissed was stunned and couldn't help but let out a soft moan from his throat.

The atmosphere was terrible.

The softness and warmth of the jade in his arms were incomparable. Sheng Ting clearly noticed that his breathing was getting heavier. He exhaled harshly and calmed his breathing in the hollow of her neck.

Hatsushimo was also a little out of breath, feeling most of the man's body pressing on her, and gusts of hot air were blowing around her neck, making her want to shrink her neck constantly.

Sheng Ting glanced at her soft face, and his chest felt a little hot again. He looked away and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep."

Holding the person in his arms, with his big hands around her slender waist, he had to admit that it felt very good.

Chu Shuang's heartbeat hadn't recovered yet, her ears were burning, and she was hugged so intimately by someone that her body felt so soft that she dared not move.

Now my whole body is enveloped by his aura.

Thinking of his actions just now, my heart couldn't stop tingling.

Tonight he had more...desire than ever before.

If she hadn't been injured, perhaps tonight wouldn't have ended so abruptly.

Thinking of this possibility, my throat started to dry up.