Chapter 37 Really Not
Ming Zhao understood what it meant to be overjoyed and then be sad.
She was standing at her desk, ready to be scolded.
The table is covered with photos.
There was the time she slapped Xiao Shaoxun (she personally thought it was quite handsome), there was the time Xiao Shaoxun poked her chin with a card (that damn peacock was touching her), and even—
The frozen moment when the incense fell into the pocket.
What a...high-definition camera.
"Is this what you mean by... not going out?" The man tapped the table lightly with his fingers.
Seeing that things were not going well, Ming Zhao opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Zhou Tingyun, you actually followed me! And took secret photos! How perverted is that?"
"I'm just fulfilling my duty as your guardian." The man remained calm, unmoved by her boastful accusation.
“…”What a good guardian.
She secretly complained.
"Why aren't you talking?" he asked calmly.
Ming Zhao tried to get close to him and act coquettishly, but Zhou Tingyun said coldly, "Stand still."
He curled his lips and stood aside unhappily.
Just stand, why are you so fierce!
Looking at her angry look, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were tightly pursed into a stubborn straight line, and her lip beads were flattened.
For a moment, I just thought it was cute and funny.
He coaxed her in return.
"You can do what you want, Zhao Zhao, but you should tell me in advance instead of lying to me when I ask you afterwards."
Hearing his tone clearly soften, she immediately took advantage of the situation and said, "I know, I know. You're so busy at work, I don't want to bother you."
As she spoke, she snuggled into his arms and sat on the man's lap more and more skillfully.
Zhou Tingyun said calmly, "Is it possible that you don't have to piss me off to death? My money is yours too."
"What's wrong with me?" She raised her head and glared at him in dissatisfaction.
"If you don't want to trouble me, who are you going to trouble?" Zhou Tingyun asked calmly, "Gu He?"
"I didn't." Ming Zhao immediately held up three fingers to prove his innocence. "I drove back by myself. If you don't believe me, go touch Xiao Hei's butt; it might still be warm."
"No, you were following me, how could you not have seen it?"
Zhou Tingyun corrected: "It's a bodyguard, not a stalker."
"Is there a difference? Just tell me, did you send someone to follow me secretly, monitoring my every move without telling you a word, and even secretly taking photos?"
Zhou Tingyun glanced at her and commented, "You should become a marketing account and don't bury your talent."
Before he could retort, a message popped up on his phone. Ming Zhao picked it up and saw it was an invitation from the North City Grand Theater.
This is the first performance after the grand theater she designed was completed, the dance drama "Eternity" from the top classical dance troupe in the north city.
"Busy man, are you free?" She shook her phone.
Without waiting for Zhou Tingyun's answer, he made the decision immediately.
"I have to say I'm free. You should be happy to have such a good sister like me invite you to watch a show."
Zhou Tingyun laughed, "There's no need to deprive me of the right to be openly happy."
Are you talking so nicely?
"You're smart." She snorted.
Ming Zhao leaned his head against him and swung his legs leisurely. After replying to the message, he saw the shopping invitation from Lin Zhiwei.
She sighed regretfully and shook her head, "I'm so sorry, but your personal pillow has to leave for a while."
"Hmm?" The man turned his attention away from the documents in his hand and asked calmly, "Where are you going?"
"Going shopping with Lin Zhiwei." Ming Zhao answered crisply, his tone light.
Glancing at Zhou Tingyun's expression, she deliberately exaggerated her surprise, "No way, it turns out that my brother can't live without me."
The next second, my waist suddenly tightened.
"Yes, so don't go." A calm and cold voice sounded in my ears.
Ming Zhao was held in his arms, his arms tightly around his waist.
The man's sudden aggression made her heart tremble, and her skin continued to feel hot even through her clothes.
Subconsciously, he said anxiously, "No, I already have an appointment!"
There was a rare hint of panic in his tone.
With a faint smile in his eyes, Zhou Tingyun stopped teasing her and patted her waist, "Get up, be careful, don't play too late."
Ming Zhao immediately stood up, said goodbye quickly, and fled the office. He didn't put the back of his hand against his cheek to cool down until he entered the elevator.
She covered her face and stared at her reflection.
Help, this is exciting.
…
In the evening, bags of all sizes were brought into the cloakroom, filling up the wardrobe.
Zhou Tingyun returned home and went to the third floor.
He hung up his coat and prepared to go wash up.
Open the door——
The girl was wearing only a bath towel and was standing in front of the mirror on the washbasin.
Maybe she had just taken a shower, her body was still steaming, and the large areas of fair skin from her shoulders, neck, collarbone, and arms were light pink.
She was humming a song while taking care of her skin. When she heard the noise, she turned around and said hello, "You're back."
This scene inexplicably gives me the feeling of a newlywed couple.
His brows furrowed slightly. Who designed the apartment with two master bedrooms?
"Put on your clothes before coming out next time." Zhou Tingyun pressed the bathroom door handle.
"It's not cold." The heating is sufficient.
He paused, his gaze returning to her. "This isn't a question of whether you're cold or not, Zhao Zhao. You should learn to protect yourself."
"But I'm only like this in front of you." Ming Zhao tilted his head, puzzled.
“…”
For a moment, Zhou Tingyun even suspected that she did it on purpose.
Deliberately getting too close to him and deliberately saying these ambiguous and suggestive words.
But he did not want to use his impure thoughts to make malicious speculations about Ming Zhao.
She is still very young and has just returned from abroad, so she is lively and cheerful.
But she still continued.
"My brother won't do anything to me."
Ming Zhao held the beauty instrument and gently pushed her cheek, with a few strands of hair hanging beside her ears, and her words were very innocent.
Of course not.
He cherished her, protected her, and raised her with care.
From a toddler to a young lady.
Wrapped in a bath towel, her flawless white skin looks beautiful and radiant under the soft light. It is the youthful appearance of a young girl, full of vibrant youthfulness.
But really?
Zhou Tingyun's expression was deep and difficult to discern; the bright light could not penetrate his dark eyes.
She probably didn't know how spoiled she was in his dreams every night.
Misty eyes with tears, unbearable and rapid wet breathing.
The wrist is very thin and can be easily buckled on the top of the head.
Ming Zhao knew nothing and was still pretending to be pitiful. "Zhou Tingyun, you have so many rules. I was thinking of you while shopping and bought you things."
His voice was still calm, "What did you buy?"
Ming Zhao immediately flashed his razor with joy and asked expectantly, "Can I help you later?"
"I think you want to play with the bubbles yourself."
"Wrong, this is called practicing in advance!" She raised her chin slightly.
Zhou Tingyun looked at her, "Practice?"
"Practice shaving your future boyfriend. If you're not skilled, won't it ruin his appearance?"
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