Chapter 97: A man who wants to eat meat...
Song Yu did not refuse Zhou Ci's invitation, and she was pulled by Zhou Ci to his room.
The two of them had been living together for such a long time, and this was the second time Song Yu entered Zhou Ci's private area. The only difference was that the first time Zhou Ci was drunk, and she was busy getting him into bed. Plus, it was their first day living together, and she was so nervous that she didn't even have time to look him over.
It wasn't that Zhou Ci didn't let her in after that, but she didn't understand Zhou Ci's feelings at the time. She thought that after that night and her sudden separation, they couldn't even be siblings anymore.
Looking closely today, Zhou Ci's room didn't look unfamiliar to her at all.
The gray-blue curtains were exactly the same as the ones in her bedroom in the house at University B; even the velvet carpet on the bay window was her usual Frette brand; the Tiffany blue table lamp at the head of the bed was a birthday gift she gave to Zhou Ci on his eighteenth birthday. Unexpectedly, Zhou Ci brought it into the bridal chamber and it was still preserved so well.
"You..." Song Yu's throat was dry. After a long while, she whispered, "You still remember all this?"
Zhou Ci's eyes fell on the wedding ring on her ring finger. "Some things are engraved in my mind and I can't forget them at all." He looked at Song Yu, "Just like my sister will never forget Chen Zhiyan..."
"I haven't thought about Chen Zhiyan for a long, long time." Song Yu suddenly interrupted him, "I haven't even dreamed about him."
The warm white light illuminated Zhou Ci's suddenly contracted pupils. He stood there with uncertainty in his eyes: "I don't believe my sister can forget Chen Zhiyan." His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
The silk fabric crumpled in Song Yu's palm, then she loosened it. She walked forward, stroked Zhou Ci's cheek with one hand, and said softly, "It's okay. I'll make you believe it."
She kissed him for the first time.
From eyebrows to eyes, from nose to lips...
Zhou Ci couldn't hold the water cup steady any longer, so he put it down heavily on the bedside table. "Sister, do you want to take the right medicine?"
Song Yu opened his watery eyes, confused: "What?"
Zhou Ci turned around, put his palm on the back of her neck, picked her up by the hips with one hand, and threw her onto Guangmu.
The warm lips sealed Song Yu's unspoken questions, and his words were more powerful: "Rather than proving those things, I believe more in making you mine."
"Little boy..." Song Yu grabbed the hair on the back of his head, but his strength was weak and powerless.
Zhou Ci lowered his head to match her movements, "Yes, sister, I'm here."
The warm breath brushed against Song Yu's hair, making her feel itchy and numb all over. She reached out to touch his eyes, but he turned his head away.
He suddenly looked up at her, his dark eyes filled with deep regret: "Sister, if you regret it now, it's not too late."
Song Yu pressed his fingertips against his burning Adam's apple, stopping him from moving any further. He tilted his head and asked seriously, "Really? Is it really too late?"
No, it's too late.
This was just Zhou Ci's polite remark. He had no idea how long he had been planning for this day, so how could he let go of the opportunity he had coveted for many years?
The lights in the room were suddenly swallowed up by darkness, leaving only scattered, mottled light and shadows outside the floor-to-ceiling window, reflected on the lampshade of the Tiffany blue table lamp, flickering and rippling with the increasingly heavy breathing.
The bedside table swayed slightly with the vibration of the mattress, and the drawers of the bedside table were shaken open by the violent movement, revealing a drawer full of family planning supplies.
The man who wanted to eat meat had indeed been planning this for a long time.
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When Song Yu got up the next day, his body felt so sore that it didn't feel like his own.
Zhou Ci was simply inhuman. He tortured her to death as if he would never get tired, causing her to not sleep well the whole night.
The bed was also a mess. She was too embarrassed to ask the aunt to clean it up, so she tore off the sheets and bedspreads and threw them into the washing machine to wash.
After she sneaked out of Zhou Ci's room in her tattered nightgown and went back to her room to take a shower and change clothes, she realized that something was wrong at home - none of the aunties came to work today.
The man who was humming a tuneless song in the kitchen and happily making breakfast for her was Mr. Zhou, who had not slept all night and still looked radiant.
"Why didn't Auntie come to cook?" Song Yu asked Zhou Ci in the kitchen across the living room.
While Zhou Ci was frying steak, he replied to Song Yu: "I'm giving them paid leave today. Let them go anywhere they want to have fun for a day. Don't come back to disturb us."
Song Yu's face swelled: "What excuse did you give?"
"My wife and I are going on vacation today, so we won't be eating at home for any of our meals." Zhou Ci turned off the stove and looked back at Song Yu with amusement, "I know you're shy, so how dare I say anything?"
He washed his hands, walked over to help Song Yu, and said with concern: "Why don't you sleep a little longer? Is your waist still sore? Do your legs still hurt? Is it still swollen?"
Song Yu felt like she was going to explode with anger again. She growled angrily, "Shut up!"
"Okay, I'll shut up. Sister, don't be angry." He served Song Yu a fragrant steak fried in butter, carefully cut it into small pieces, sprinkled black pepper on it, and then brought it to Song Yu. "Sister, you worked hard last night. Eat more beef to replenish your energy."
Song Yu rolled his eyes at him and bit the steak in his mouth as if it were Zhou Ci, just to vent his anger. It was Zhou Ci's fault for being so unkind last night.
After dinner, Song Yu went back to his room to catch up on some sleep.
Just as I fell asleep, someone squeezed into the bed: "Sister, I want to sleep with you."
Song Yu gritted his teeth in anger: "Go back to your room and sleep!"
"I want to sleep with my sister. I can't sleep alone." Zhou Ci squeezed into her arms again.
"But I just want to sleep alone. I can't sleep with someone else." Song Yu protested.
Zhou Ci hugged Song Yu: "Sister, you bullied me last night and you want to drive me away today. You are so heartless."
"Who bullied whom last night?" Song Yu retorted.
Zhou Ci pulled Song Yu into his arms: "What did sister say last night? She said she would treat me well for the rest of her life!"
Song Yu couldn't stand it any longer: "Didn't you force me to say that? And I regret it now."
"You don't recognize me after you get out of bed. My sister is not trustworthy."
Song Yu was ready to throw the can down: "I don't keep my word, I have no morals, if you're angry, go back to your room and sleep."
Zhou Ci hugged Song Yu tightly in his arms, and his temper was extremely good: "It doesn't matter if my sister has no morals, as long as I have the virtues of a man."
"Don't be crazy, Ah Ci, I'm so sleepy, I really want to sleep."
"Then you sleep. I won't disturb you. I'll sleep with you. After we sleep together, you're mine. Don't try to drive me away, sister."
Zhou Ci was too clingy and couldn't be driven away no matter what. Song Yu was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, so he just let him go.
The two of them hugged each other like conjoined twins, and Song Yu fell asleep quickly.
Zhou Ci looked at Song Yu's sleeping face. The person he had been thinking about all his life was right within reach. All this had happened countless times in his dreams and finally came into reality.
He worked hard and never dared to stop to rest. Finally, he reached the top of the mountain, stood beside her, had a legal identity with her, and finally became her man.
With his heart filled with joy and satisfaction, Zhou Ci closed his eyes and fell asleep without knowing when.
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Song Yu was awakened by special services.
She hadn't slept enough, and was a little grouchy when she was woken up: "Aci, could you please stop making trouble?"
Zhou Ci looked up: "Sister, aren't you hungry? I made your favorite dishes and a soup to replenish your blood. Eat before going to sleep?"
She had been busy catching up on sleep that day and hadn't eaten much. It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned it, but now that she did, she felt a little hungry. So she agreed: "Okay!"
After waiting for a long time, Zhou Ci still didn't let her go, and was still sticky on her. Song Yu frowned: "Get away!"
Zhou Ci kissed her hard on the lips: "What should I do? I seem to be hungry for my sister. I don't want to be separated from her, even if it's just temporarily. I just want to hold her like this for the rest of my life."
Song Yu blushed and her heart beat fast when she heard this. She touched his head, her tone fierce but her hands soft: "You are such a grown-up, don't act like a spoiled child!"
After waiting for a while, Song Yu realized that Zhou Ci still refused to let him go. He couldn't match him in strength, but he couldn't bear to get angry with him. So he could only show weakness: "I'm really hungry now. I just had a steak this morning..."
How could Zhou Ci let Song Yu go hungry? He was unwilling to let her go. With wet eyes, he said to Song Yu aggrievedly, "From today on, can I sleep with my sister?"
Song Yu had been fooled by Zhou Ci before. If she still couldn't see through that Zhou Ci's obedience was all fake, and he was just a scheming green tea boy, then her smart brain would be wasted.
She glared at Zhou Ci, but couldn't bear to say anything harsh. "You're the famous Mr. Zhou now. Don't you feel it's inappropriate to act like this in front of me?"
"Why should I save face in front of my sister?" Zhou Ci didn't feel embarrassed at all. "The more I want face, the less my sister wants me."
Song Yu felt inexplicably guilty: "How could I not want you?"
"No?" Zhou Ci bit her lips again. "If I hadn't gotten my sister and I to get married under the name of a contract marriage and forced a relationship between us, she would have broken up with me long ago."
Song Yu insisted: "Are you admitting that you plotted against me back then? You're not going to pretend anymore, are you? Are you going to settle the score with me now?"
"How dare I settle accounts with my sister? What if she doesn't want me anymore?" Zhou Ci said frankly, "I chase the woman I like without thinking twice. How can it be my turn? My sister doesn't even know how popular she is."
Song Yu was pleased by Zhou Ci's last resentful look, and her heart was so sweet that she touched Zhou Ci's face: "Since it has come to this, let's live a good life in the future."
Zhou Ci's eyes narrowed with laughter, and he rubbed his face against her palm: "Hmm!"
The two of them stayed together for a while, and Song Yu got up to wash up. She saw her miserable appearance in the mirror.
Zhou Ci was overwhelmed by the soaring happiness. When he came back to his senses from Song Yu's words "live a good life", he was about to follow Song Yu and continue to stick to him, but Song Yu's angry roar came from the bathroom.
"Zhou Ci, are you born in the Year of the Dog?"
Zhou Ci stood there in a daze, remembering the mark he had deliberately left on Song Yu last night, and his determined steps hesitated.
Mr. Zhou, whose stock price in Market B would plummet if he got angry, cannot escape the curse of being henpecked.
Before Song Yu rushed out, he turned around quickly and fled the scene as fast as possible.
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