Chapter 424 The Survivor Becomes the King

Ask yourself, when the atmosphere has reached this point and the intentions are clear, it is unintentionally very difficult to get rid of such deliberate closeness.

I have forgotten how long it took to get from the colorful and dazzling dance floor to the bright, warm and clear room. The only thought left in my mind is that the timing is right and no one knows.

This is the last bit of clarity before sinking into depravity for someone whose private life is being pursued by the media.

Compared to those immature and unfamiliar experiences, this mature and premeditated attack seemed even more powerful, with an irresistible and undeniable enthusiasm, burning all rational clarity.

Before the surging tide of emotions reached the breaking point, Su Yun subconsciously raised her head, chasing after those eyes that were equally forbearing and on the verge of collapse.

Until now, she still couldn't tell whether this emotion came from love or from □□.

Perhaps sensing Su Yun's confusion at the moment, he panted, lowered his head and pressed it against Su Yun's forehead, and smiled softly, "It's okay, you can like my body more for the time being."

After these shocking words, there was a turbulent impact like a tidal wave that covered the sky and the earth, falling into the night of late spring and early summer, as if it would never stop like the eternal gentle wind.

Together with the fragmented phantoms of light in the hazy state of tears and the boundless joy, it creates a feast of decadence and obsession.

When I came back to my senses, the lights in the room were still bright, while the sky outside, obscured by the heavy curtains, seemed to still be in the deepest darkness.

"Of course I hope to be exclusive and have all I love, but I also understand that people and things are completely different."

"Objects can easily obtain exclusive and permanent rights, but for 'people', each person has his or her own unique thoughts - so, in this regard, people can never guarantee 'forever'." He shook his head, and his pair of romantic and deep peach blossom eyes revealed a slightly cool temperature that saw through the world, "Sweet words are just a smokescreen for others to hear."

"The real truth is who chooses to stay until the end and who can be chosen to stay until the end."

"My personality isn't that great, but there's one thing I'm good at..." When he said this, his tear-stained eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, as if they were about to fall, but the expression on his face was filled with longing and relief, "I'm patient enough."

Seeing Su Yun's expression change slightly, Zhang Querong roughly felt what she wanted to say, so he gently held her down: "I know, what you want to say is that I should not underestimate myself..."

"However, I really feel that my talent is inferior to those who show their brilliance right from the start, but fortunately, they are geniuses with certain subjects, while I am a hard-working top student." Since he entered this circle, he has seen those geniuses who can really be said to be blessed by God in some aspects.

In comparison, I, who once thought myself to be excellent, inevitably fell a little short in front of these gifted geniuses.

However, it was precisely because he could correctly recognize the gap between himself and others that he was able to survive in such a turbulent and contentious era. His years of accumulation exploded in one day, not only catching up with those who had been ahead of him, but even surpassing them.

Of course, Su Yun's push for him was no small one - from the moment she accepted his development path, she had no intention of letting him work hard to specialize in one thing, but to let him maximize his advantages of all-round development in music, film and television.

With the accumulation of resources and his own efforts, he achieved perfect results in everything, holding both the Golden Song Award and the Best Actor Award, becoming a well-rounded artist who is worthy of everyone.

"Yes, this road is very tiring, but with you waiting for me in front, I will always have the strength to move forward." He laughed softly, and then couldn't help but kissed Su Yun's scattered hair on her forehead, "Because every step forward means that I am one step closer to you."

"So, when did you start to have such thoughts?" Su Yun listened to him quietly, then raised her head slightly from his arms and asked with interest.

"It was a long time ago. But you knew at that time that someone's feelings for you were almost written on their face. For the sake of friendship, I really couldn't do anything." He always knew how to seize the opportunity to climb up, so he took the opportunity to complain about her misery, "I even had to smile despite my heartache and help others pursue you..."

"You deserve it." Su Yuncai didn't buy his trick and almost rolled his eyes to show that he had seen through his despicable trick.

"I'm so miserable, and you can still laugh. I can't let you off so easily..." Hearing such a reply, he was neither annoyed nor anxious. Instead, he immediately changed his approach. While the two of them were hugging and leaning against each other, he touched Su Yun's waist, causing her to laugh and tremble uncontrollably.

"Hey, hey... Hey! You, you use a spear move!" Su Yun laughed and tried to hit him, but he never stopped messing around. Instead, he further evolved the action that seemed to have no other meaning into one that was slightly seductive.

Even the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were once again tinged with a bit of bright color, as if a whirlpool of devastating power was brewing again.

Seeing that he looked strange, Su Yun no longer dared to argue with him. She gently shrunk back into his arms and whispered, "My waist hurts. Rub it for me."

Hearing this coquettish remark that showed a strong desire to survive, he raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything. He then obediently began to massage Su Yun with moderate strength and skillful techniques. After a few strokes, Su Yun was so comfortable that she sighed, and she exclaimed that he was indeed a talent who practiced dancing frequently, and the subsequent massage techniques were also first-class.

"I can't help it. If I don't learn some self-defense skills to deal with such a demanding boss like you, you might just leave me aside one day." He sighed in a deep voice with a smile, "Alas, since I have chosen this path, I can only bite the bullet and go on."

"If I wasn't easily influenced by different opinions, would you still have a chance?" Su Yun decisively brought out his previous words to stop him.

"Yes, so I accept my fate. It doesn't matter if I have no conscience. At least I can afford to wait." He increased the strength of his massage movements, which made Su Yun's eyes show a little anger. Then he sealed her with a kiss, which was long and deep.

I forced myself to let go even as my breath became increasingly unstable, and then moved my lips close to that warm and delicate cheek to her ear: “Wait until – when you have regained your heart.”

The intimacy of this night finally satisfied his long-standing emptiness and loneliness, and his previously uneasy and confused state of mind was now completely taken over by the dual pleasure of physical and psychological pleasure.

Plus at this moment, with the soft and fragrant beauty in my arms, my heart feels as if it were soaked in warm water and softened, as if I had grasped the whole world.

He still has plenty of time and patience, enough to wait quietly for a long time to come until the end comes.

Before that, all he needed to do was to try his best to make the person in front of him happy, so that she would be smiling and relaxed every time she was with him, and let her always remember that he was the harbor where she could rely on her soul.

Of course, it is not impossible to see her tears at certain times - it can even be said that such tears-filled and red eyes can make people feel a different kind of interest...

When he thought of this, Su Yun, who had vaguely sensed his thoughts, immediately hugged his waist tightly, almost using her grappling skills: "You look like this... are you thinking about something shameful again?"

After being tortured all night, Su Yun personally experienced the waist strength of Hong Kong's second-generation dance king and little prince of yellow songs. Now it's about whether she can get up normally tomorrow - forget it, it's already a long time after "tomorrow", so she can only pray that she doesn't need to stay in bed to recuperate because of indulging in beauty...

Unfortunately, the man who had succeeded was no longer as polite and reserved as before. He embraced her and teased her, "Where is it that you can't see the light? We've kept the lights on the whole night..."

"Or maybe you prefer to turn off the lights and savor the infinite wonders of the feel and touch... Since you're so proactive, why not..."

So Su Yun really used his grappling techniques and captured him in two moves.

Feeling the pressure on his thigh, he smiled even more happily: "If you like this, I can cooperate with you..."

So the old driver is worthy of being an old driver. He tricked the newbie who had just started her love career into a challenge to take the lead. Unfortunately, the newbie was lazy and had no interest in learning, so he let him take back the lead halfway through and gave her a good round of education and entertainment as a punishment for her performance that could have successfully completed the challenge but gave up halfway.

The clouds cleared and the rain stopped. Su Yun, angry and humiliated, could not help but push him away, but he clung to her again.

With their backs pressed tightly against each other's chests, the violently beating hearts seemed to be able to pass through the thin barrier of sweat, flesh, blood and bones and be transmitted to each other's heart cavity.

Amidst the soft and gentle words and the intimate whispers, one's heart seems to melt in such tenderness.

In the room so silent that only the sound of breathing remains, a ray of morning light seems to quietly penetrate through the gap in the curtains, making people begin to recall the recklessness and indulgence of the night, and then turn all the joys and pains into the cushion of thoughts.

"No regrets?" Even though the people behind him insisted that it was his own choice, as a troublemaker who made him give up his pride and principles, he still had complicated feelings about it.

Maybe it was joy, maybe it was reluctance, maybe there was regret and many other things... But in the face of such bliss, all thoughts were thrown behind the mind, allowing the spark of hormones to ignite all the passion.

"Regret? Of course I regret it - I regret that I didn't take this step earlier..." His kiss was as light as a feather, but it was more tender and affectionate than the feather that caused the heart to surge. "We both wanted to do this, so why should we feel guilty and uneasy?"

"When you ask me this question, you are actually underestimating a lot of things," he responded.

Su Yun was silent for a long time, and then she apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I was inconsiderate."

"Do we need to talk about this between you and me?" He turned Su Yun around, and then used his tender eyes to soothe her complicated heart, which made her mind even more confused. "As long as you are happy, I will be very happy."

This kind of contradiction, with a sense of guilt and uneasiness but still unable to resist being tempted, is what makes people unable to stop.

Zhang Querong thought this in his heart when he held Su Yun in his arms.

Feelings are accumulated bit by bit in this way. No matter what kind of fresh temptations from the outside can bring temporary good luck, Jie Yuhua's position will never be shaken from beginning to end.

With Su Yun's personality, in the end, she will only choose the one who can tolerate her the most.

Therefore, in this invisible war of love, the winner will never be the first, and there may never be a so-called last one, but only the one who perseveres to the end.

It never is the winner, but only the survivor.

I realized that he was really prepared for a protracted war. Su Yun, who had originally looked worried, curled up in his warm embrace, with his beating heart right in front of her.

Because the posture is too close, the tip of the nose seems to be able to feel the elusive touch of the muscles, just as strong as the heart in front of it that has made up its mind.

It is always said that she is the one who "can't help it", but in fact, those men here who obviously have their own ideas but have to make double standards for her, how can they not "can't help it" too?

However, it is the smart people who do foolish things that are the most adorable - isn't it?