Chapter 190: Hateful Life Goes to Xijun
"Would you like a bite?" Su Zhenzhen picked up a spicy strip and shared the food with the person next to her, just like in the 906th century.
"Mmm," Hensheng responded softly.
As they drew closer, the distance between them was so great that they could hear each other breathing.
Hensheng lowered his head and kissed those bright red lips.
The emperor bowed his head for love and bent down to kiss his god.
Su Zhenzhen's eyes widened.
This... no script ever goes like this.
When sharing "junk food" like spicy strips, the other person's eyes either light up as they devour it together, or they wave their hand dismissively.
How could anyone suddenly decide to get married?
Hensheng kissed her with restraint, only lingering on the outside of her lips without exploring any deeper.
Hensheng only withdrew after kissing Su Zhenzhen until her lips were glistening with moisture.
"It tastes good."
At this moment, Su Zhenzhen felt not only excited but also a little embarrassed.
None of my family members understand this. I've only seen posts online about people greedily licking the chili oil out of spicy snack packets.
I never expected that someone would lick the chili oil off my lips today.
Su Zhenzhen's mind went blank for a moment. The scene was originally very beautiful, but for some reason, her focus was on the chili oil at the corner of her mouth.
Alas, such a tragic affair, so full of unwarranted affection; a loyal heart can never truly express it.
Seeing Su Zhenzhen's stunned expression, Hensheng's brows and eyes showed a hint of panic.
"I'm sorry, Zhenzhen."
"You looked so serene and beautiful just now, it captivated me."
Actually, the translation is: You're so beautiful I couldn't resist.
Indeed, the same words depend on who says them.
With such an ethereal face, even if Hensheng said the most vulgar things in the world, the other person would only think he was a womanizer.
How could a banished immortal make a mistake? It must have been a mortal who seduced him into depravity.
Su Zhenzhen blinked. "So, are you still eating spicy strips?"
This is the key point.
Hensheng shook his head indulgently, "You eat, I'll watch you eat."
That's great! Su Zhenzhen quickly stuffed the rest of the spicy strips into her mouth.
After finishing the entire meal in one go, Su Zhenzhen let out a satisfied sigh.
Sure enough, spicy strips always stimulate dopamine, no matter when. If only they could add some food additives, they could really hit the mark.
Spicy strips and plain water: the eternal solution for a full stomach.
Su Zhenzhen felt she could go without eating until tomorrow night.
Have you had dinner?
Hensheng pursed his lips, "I originally wanted to eat at Prefect Hu's residence with you."
Hu Wen's family must have a professional chef, but it's not really appropriate to just show up at their house and freeload a meal.
Su Zhenzhen hesitated before asking, "Should we still go?"
Hen Sheng chuckled, "No need, I'll just eat some dry rations."
Su Zhenzhen nodded.
There was silence for a moment.
The atmosphere grew awkward as the last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the clouds.
Hensheng reached out his hand to Su Zhenzhen, "Zhenzhen, let's go back."
Su Zhenzhen placed her hand into Hensheng's palm, not understanding why the man in front of her, who looked ethereal and otherworldly, had a pair of large, well-defined hands.
The warmth of each other travels from the palms to every part of the body; holding hands is actually more romantic than kissing.
Because with just a glance to the side, you can see your lover in their entirety.
Back at the villa, Hensheng personally prepared bathwater for Su Zhenzhen.
Having been constantly on the go, Su Zhenzhen hadn't had a proper shower.
Hensheng personally carried the bathtub and hot water into the bedroom. By the time he had adjusted the water temperature, Su Zhenzhen had already changed into her bathrobe.
The steam was so thick that Su Zhenzhen could barely open her eyes.
"Um, are you planning to shower with me?"
Su Zhenzhen didn't feel embarrassed at all, since they had already done more intimate things.
But at this pace, isn't it a bit too fast?
Hensheng's face instantly turned bright red. "No...no. Zhenzhen...I wanted you to sit down...to massage your shoulders...um...I know some acupoints on the body."
Hensheng's incoherent speech amused Su Zhenzhen.
"It's fine for two people to shower together, but this bathtub is too small, I'm afraid there won't be enough room to sit in it."
"Oh." Hensheng's tone carried a hint of disappointment.
Su Zhenzhen acted as if she hadn't heard anything and sat down in the bathtub.
Although I don't quite understand why people in ancient times wore bathrobes when taking a bath, I'll stick to the principle of "when in Rome, do as the Romans do."
"Um... Zhenzhen...aren't you going to take off your bathrobe?"
Su Zhenzhen was embarrassed, as if all the ancient people bathing she had ever seen were in movies and TV dramas.
If she were to take her clothes off completely, it probably wouldn't pass censorship.
Su Zhenzhen quickly took off her bathrobe and draped it over the edge of the bathtub.
Hot water fills every pore, and the soul is purified and cleansed along with it.
Su Zhenzhen let out a soft moan of pleasure.
Hensheng's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't look to the side. He stretched out his well-defined hands to massage Su Zhenzhen's shoulders and neck.
"Yes, push harder."
"I'm having a hard time, you can put in a little more weight."
If you only look at the first sentence, it must be a very ambiguous scene.
Unfortunately, Su Zhenzhen was a fanatical bathhouse enthusiast in the 906th century, so her aunt had to use all her strength to get the massage right.
The bathtub didn't keep the water warm, and it cooled down quickly.
Su Zhenzhen was still not satisfied, but she could only get up and put on her clothes.
Hensheng handed over the bath towel without looking to the side.
Su Zhenzhen wrapped herself up tightly, then glanced at the immortal in front of her with a suspicious look.
According to the plot of the novel, at this point the male protagonist should have a brooding look in his eyes, and then he would do this and that, and then some more intimate things, and after omitting ten thousand words of details, it would be the next day when dawn breaks.
Am I not the female lead?
Feeling embarrassed by Su Zhenzhen's gaze, Hensheng began to tidy up the mess.
"Zhenzhen, you go to sleep first, I'll pour out the water."
Su Zhenzhen obediently went to bed. The most important step after taking a bath is to stick to the bed. If she walks around on the floor again, the bath will be a waste.
However, after a long time, Hensheng still did not return.
Su Zhenzhen was puzzled; the two of them had already done things they shouldn't have.
In the 906th century, a man and a woman could begin to live together formally.
Perhaps because she slept too well last night, Su Zhenzhen had some insomnia, but lying in bed was so comfortable that she didn't think about getting up to find Hensheng.
Just as Su Zhenzhen's eyelids were starting to droop, a figure appeared beside her bed.
"Zhenzhen, I'm sorry."
Su Zhenzhen: ?
Is this the beginning of a love triangle?
Feeling tired, Su Zhenzhen didn't want to open her eyes, but she was still conscious.
“Zhenzhen, I originally wanted to bring Dad over so we could hold the wedding in Yangcheng. But plans change, and I have to personally lead a team to Xijun. I'm sorry.”
Su Zhenzhen thought it was something serious. Since ancient times, imperial ambitions have been more important than romantic feelings, and besides, she wasn't a sentimental person.
"Okay, go ahead." A lazy voice rang out.
Hensheng's eyes flashed, "Zhenzhen, you're still awake?"
"Hmm, you're almost asleep. Go do what you need to do, but you'd better take Jiang Sijin with you. I feel like hitting her whenever I see her."
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