Chapter 413: The Right Way to Coax

After Zhuang Long had the rare opportunity to ask his devilish uncle Zhao Qiming about Su Yun's current address, he grabbed his coat that was thrown on the coat rack and rushed out the door without looking back.

Zhao Liming glanced at the closed door with displeasure and cursed a few times in his heart. Only then did he calm down and call Su Yun to inform her.

As the eldest brother, he has done all he can, and he has done his best. As for how much more good things will happen next, he can't control it and doesn't want to control it. He might as well go back to the TV station to work overtime while he still has enough energy, so that his younger sister can have more time to rest.

No one knew how Zhao Qiming cursed these playboys who were attracted to his sister behind his back, but Zhuang Long drove at the speed limit all the way and managed to compress the journey into 20 minutes.

The chilly night wind seemed to chill him all over, and after seeing Su Yun and Zhang Querong having a lively conversation, all the negative emotions of the past few days, such as resentment, hatred, and resentment, came flooding back at once, almost making him lose his temper.

Zhang Querong joined in with a cold face, and his face was calm, even with a hint of enthusiasm: "The seafood soup in this restaurant is good. If you like it, you can try more."

Zhuang Long remained silent, which was rare for him, as he tasted the food with a sullen face. However, the movement of his hands cutting the meat seemed as if he was tearing apart a mortal enemy.

"Then it's settled. The premiere of 'Ladder of Love' is scheduled to be in Cannes. I'll go with you then." After chatting for a whole night, they basically finalized all the relevant details. Su Yun took a big sip of soup with a contented look on her face.

But before going to Cannes with Zhang Querong, she was dragged out by Zhuang Long on the pretext that she had something to discuss at his house.

You owe me one.

When Zhuang Long wasn't paying attention, she turned around and saw Zhang Querong smiling and saying these words to her silently.

Su Yun nodded hurriedly, and then was hurriedly stuffed into the car by Zhuang Long.

The journey was silent, which only made the atmosphere in the car more depressing.

The funny thing is, Zhuang Long was really just overwhelmed by negative emotions. He spoke incoherently after returning to his home. It took Su Yun a long time to slowly guide him out of his confused thoughts.

"The last part of the series will definitely be shot by you and me, and there are a lot of scenes with you as opponents, so I will naturally arrange my schedule." Su Yun said softly, "But before that, I still have to deal with a few movies in Hollywood. Once I finish them, I will have time to come back and shoot movies."

Su Yun adheres to the principle of doing both things well. Apart from squeezing himself and many others, there are no other major conflicts.

Anyway, there will always be many people who work overtime for overtime pay. As long as she pays them enough, everyone will be very satisfied: workers are never afraid of having too much work, but they are afraid of having too little pay but too much work and too much trouble...

Faced with Su Yun's serious talk with him about work, Zhuang Long forced himself to talk to her for a long time. Finally, he barely suppressed the confusion in his heart, and then leaned back on the sofa with a look of extreme fatigue due to staying up late to work overtime.

Su Yun sat quietly beside him, drinking water to moisten her throat after talking all day, while he sat silently on the sofa, adjusting himself with an expressionless face.

After a long silence, Zhuang Long finally spoke: "Well, it's already late, you should go back early, so that grandma and the others won't worry about you."

As he said this, he subconsciously glanced out the window and saw the branches and leaves outside swaying in the cold night wind. He then added in a stiff tone, "It's very windy outside. It's probably going to be quite cold. Remember to put on your coat and button it up so you don't freeze."

Su Yun has never liked buttoning this kind of long coat since she was a child, and she particularly likes to enjoy the feeling of the long hem flying in the wind. Now that he can't help her physically, he can only give her some verbal advice.

Watching Su Yun wrapping her windbreaker around herself, and then obediently buttoning her jacket with her head down... before long, Zhuang Long's brows furrowed again.

After struggling for a while in his heart, he finally put on an impatient look, stepped forward and unbuttoned the button that Su Yun had buttoned incorrectly: "How come you are such a grown-up, but you still can't button your clothes correctly..."

"If you can't put on your coat properly, can you just not leave?" Su Yun's voice carried a tone of grievance, as if it was a disturbing feather, gently brushing across the heartstrings.

Zhuang Long's hand, which was buttoning his shirt, froze for a moment, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the face of the person in front of him.

As she grew older and her status improved, Su Yun usually looked high-spirited and rarely showed this tearful look that seemed to carry an inexplicable sense of fragility.

His momentary trance gave his opponent, who was very good at seizing opportunities, the opportunity to seize. He opened his arms and immediately wrapped them around his waist.

"you……"

"I know I was wrong." Su Yun's tone was different from her usual coquettishness. "But our relationship over the years is not fake. Considering the foundation of this relationship, even if I made a little mistake, can't we make a big deal out of a small matter?"

"What you are doing is..." Zhuang Long was about to question these words, but then he changed his mind and realized that he was still a nobody. Strictly speaking, he didn't even have the qualifications to accuse Su Yun of being fickle, let alone the pain brought by "betrayal" and "deception" - so he didn't have the confidence to argue with Su Yun whether this was a big mistake or a small one.

Perhaps to outsiders, this is just good friends comforting each other's physical and psychological needs. His unyielding behavior makes him the one who gets the upper hand...

Guessing roughly what Zhuang Long was thinking at the moment from his hesitant behavior, Su Yun curled the corners of her lips and spoke in an even more coquettish tone: "Don't you think about it? I wrote you another letter of apology, admitted my inferiority, showed my attitude, and even prepared an apology gift for you that you should like - this is the first time I've been so humble..."

"You can annoy me for a while, but after you're done annoyed, will you be willing to let me go?"

"Will you do it again next time?" After another round of silent listening, Zhuang Long finally responded in a dull voice.

"Maybe...hiss! Be careful, I'm not a piece of gummy candy that you can roll or flatten..." Although it would be easiest to coax someone by stroking their fur, in case something unexpected happens again, Su Yun, who felt that she couldn't make any guarantees, still raised her head and looked directly into the pair of deep black eyes, "Maybe, maybe not."

In this world, whenever there is a chance, people can't help but develop feelings for more than one person.

Whether such feelings are deep or shallow is closely related to the experiences the two people have gone through together. Perhaps these feelings that belong to a certain person are like ten fingers, some long, some short, some thick, and some thin. But the only thing that cannot be denied is that these feelings have truly happened and existed.

What she needs is always the positive emotional power such as happiness and joy brought by love, rather than the negative emotional power wrapped in jealousy, resentment, unwillingness, etc.

Under the protection of power and money, she has long since transformed herself from the anxious and worried social worker she once was, and has begun to face up to her truest desire to exist in this world.

Physical satisfaction is only a temporary physical pleasure, while the dual satisfaction of physical and psychological is the unity of body and soul that can make the soul tremble.

Therefore, she is waiting for those who have the courage to challenge her, and then gives her the best response; as for those who quit halfway due to various reasons, she will take a step back accordingly, maintaining that relatively close but always distant relationship.

For this reason, Su Yun was sincerely repaying his hard-earned deep love tonight.

"But the feelings I have for you cannot be offset by just anyone. As long as this feeling is still there, you will always be a unique existence in my heart..." Su Yun raised her head and whispered her thoughts in his ear.

"And this feeling is growing day by day, so I couldn't bear it for a few days. I spent a lot of time and effort to make plans and stimulate you in various ways..."

The force around the waist was tightened again, and the oriental outline that had been praised many times by magazines as being flawless was pressed between her shoulders and neck. The hot breath seemed to be able to penetrate this extremely close distance and wrap around her limbs and bones.

At this moment, Zhuang Long seemed to hear the call from his heart: For you right now, this response is enough.

Although we know that if we do not do too much, it will only make things worse, which have already been somewhat improved.

And knowing when to quit is always a wise saying passed down from ancient times.

"Not annoyed anymore?" Feeling the embrace becoming as gentle as yesterday, Su Yun rubbed her face on the warm sweater, then looked up with a pair of eyes that looked moist under the light.

The person holding her did not reply directly, but a kiss as gentle as the embrace came down and lingered for a long time.

After a long while, Zhuang Long finally hugged the person back into his arms. After calming down for a while, he said with a slight breath: "It's really late. You should go back..."

"I've already called home and told you that I may not be able to go home tonight, so mother-in-law and Damei and Xiaomei don't have to wait for me." Su Yun buried her head in his arms and burst out laughing.

"Then you..." Hearing Su Yun's laughter, Zhuang Long finally realized that he seemed to have been tricked again.

"It doesn't matter. I learned the trick, but I am absolutely sincere in trying to coax you." Su Yun raised her head and kissed him on the corner of his mouth, then poked her fingertips on his chest and drew circles, "Besides, you haven't even opened the apology gift I prepared for you..."

So Zhuang Long subconsciously turned his gaze towards the shopping bag that Su Yun had casually thrown on the sofa after entering the room - and then Su Yun turned his face back with her hand.

"It's not that one, it's this one..." While speaking, Su Yun continued to unbutton the vest and shirt from the top.

As the onion-like fingers moved, the transparent and clear pink color hidden under the conservative gray vest and white shirt unexpectedly hit the deep black eyes.

The more gray and white were occupied by such extremely bright colors, the darker the black eyes became, the deeper and darker they became.

It is clearly a cold and lazy winter night, but this touch of bright color turns it into a warm and lively spring night.

It was enough. This time it was really enough—even too much.

The wet and hot touch, which was completely contrary to the previous gentle feeling, rolled over heavily. Although the room was quite close, there was no time to get there. Her back hit the back of the sofa all of a sudden. Even with the sponge cushioning and protection, Su Yun felt a little pain from the force of the impact.

But at this moment she had no time to care about anything else, because the slight pain from behind and the fierce attack from the front inexplicably combined into a chaotic and reckless clamp, which forced her close to his long arms. Her soul and body seemed to be torn apart at the same time, hot and entangled, making it difficult to tell whether it was pain or pleasure.

In response to her analysis of her inner thoughts tonight, he never used the word "love" in words, but his actions showed how deeply he loved her and how hard it was for him to extricate himself.