Chapter 157 The Fake Daughter of a Wealthy Family 23
Su Youran pouted. “Brian came over suddenly and startled me. My phone fell to the ground and I didn’t pay attention to it for a while.”
"Brian?" Zhao Tingyi clenched his palms, his throat inexplicably dry: "Is that Freyr's new friend you mentioned? You're not familiar with him, why did he suddenly come to find you?"
“Who knows what he’s thinking?”
Su Youran kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot towards the sofa. Zhao Tingyi caught a glimpse of this and quickly stepped forward to pick her up.
"The ground is cold, how can I walk barefoot?"
Su Youran took the opportunity to hug his neck and raised her chin towards her high heels. “My shoes are uncomfortable. I don’t want to wear them anymore.”
"You can't go barefoot, the cold starts from the soles of your feet, don't you know?"
Zhao Tingyi placed her on the sofa and went to the bathroom to get a towel and disposable slippers. He first helped her wipe her feet clean and then helped her put on her shoes. Su Youran retracted her feet and acted willfully for once:
"I don't want to wear it, I don't want to wear it!"
"Good boy, it's too cold here."
"No, it's not cold."
Su Youran rolled her eyes and put her foot on his chest. Her naughty feet poked through the gap between Zhao Tingyi's shirt buttons and pressed intimately against his chest skin:
"Look, isn't it cold?"
She blinked, as if to let him feel the temperature of her feet. Seeing that he didn't say anything, she even hooked her toes. The skin under her feet was tight, stiff and hard.
"Brother Tingyi, why are you so hard?"
Zhao Tingyi squatted in front of her and subconsciously grabbed the foot that was setting fire everywhere.
The slender feet in the palm of the hand are white, smooth, tender and soft, just like the finest jade. The shape is small and delicate, exquisite and cute, like a tender lotus bud, which makes people feel pity.
Zhao Tingyi's breathing stagnated and his heart trembled. His palms seemed to have their own consciousness and moved slightly, gently stroking the jade in his palms.
Su Youran let out a small cry and was about to pull her feet back: “Brother Tingyi, it’s itchy!”
Zhao Tingyi's breathing gradually became rapid, and he couldn't help but stroke her feet slowly upwards, from the ankles to the calves. They were tender and smooth to the touch, like peeled eggs, making people love to put them down.
Su Youran shivered at the warmth of his palm: “Brother Tingyi…”
Zhao Tingyi stood up, squeezed onto the sofa, put his hands on her knees, leaned forward, and let those snow-white legs tightly wrap around his waist.
The ambiguous posture made the atmosphere thicker. The central air conditioning in the room seemed to have lost its function. The temperature between the two people was rising higher and higher. There seemed to be sparks in the air, and it suddenly exploded with a "pop".
“Of course…”
Zhao Tingyi called her softly, and slowly moved closer and closer to her until their lips were almost touching: "I want..."
Su Youran lay on the soft sofa, staring at the man who was so close to her. The cold-blooded boy had grown into a dignified young man, and his temperament had become more calm and reserved.
He seemed a little different from the last time I saw him. Not in appearance, but in an indescribable feeling.
"May I?"
His breath was hot and fiery, his dark eyes were filled with love and desire, his expression was tense, revealing repression and desire.
Su Youran didn’t say anything. Instead, she put her arm around his broad shoulders and slowly closed her eyes.
It was a completely different kiss than Blaine's.
Although Brian was pretending to be a little lamb in front of her, his kiss was strong and overbearing, rushing forward as if he was eager to prove that she was not indifferent to him. He did his best to tease her every time and would not stop until he had aroused her emotions.
Although Zhao Tingyi looked cold and reserved, his kiss was extremely gentle. Su Youran felt as if she were immersed in a warm spring. Her whole body and mind were relaxed, and her pores seemed to open up immediately.
She moaned softly, this feeling... was so good.
His lips wrapped around hers, full of love, gently rubbing against hers, and it seemed that even the breath he exhaled was filled with cherishment, even piety.
A drop of sweat slid down, Su Youran's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. The muscles under his hands were tense, like a red-hot iron, and the blue veins on his neck showed that he was struggling to suppress his emotions.
Was it to make her feel comfortable or to avoid scaring her?
At this moment, even Su Youran couldn't help but feel a little moved. She slowly caressed his face and his eyes. Those eyes were filled with her.
Zhao Tingyi pulled away from her lips, and a silver thread seemed to connect the two of them:
"Do you like it?"
His voice was a little breathless and hoarse, like a traveler who hadn't had water for several days.
“Hmm…” Su Youran poked his sweaty forehead and said, “Brother Tingyi, I like it very much.”
She couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Zhao Tingyi buried his head in her neck and breathed slowly. Su Youran could still feel a slight twitch in her heart.
"Brother Tingyi, actually you can..."
"I want to be more formal." Zhao Tingyi raised his head and kissed her eyelashes: "The location and timing are not suitable."
His chest was still heaving violently, the corners of his eyes were still a little red, and his hands on both sides were still clenched into fists, but his eyes had calmed down, leaving only a gentle smile.
Zhao Tingyi lay down on his side. The sofa was very large, but it was still a bit crowded to accommodate two people.
He put his arm around Su Youran's waist, let her lie on top of him, and stroked her soft hair:
"Of course, I love you, you know that, right?"
Su Youran rested her head on his shoulder, snuggled into his chest, and hummed softly.
Zhao Tingyi rubbed her forehead and said, "It was you who pointed out the direction for me to take on the project. I have done quite well over the years. I don't have a lot of assets, but I can still let you maintain your current standard of living and live a life without worries about food and clothing."
Su Youran knew that this was actually quite modest. With Zhao Tingyi's assets, he wouldn't have to worry about it for several lifetimes, let alone his lifetime.
Zhao Tingyi's voice was filled with laughter, and he suddenly changed the subject: "Didn't I say I would bring you a gift last time?"
Hmm? Su Youran raised her head, and Zhao Tingyi looked down at her.
"I thought about it and it seems like you have everything you need. You can only bring a few documents. I have already signed them. As long as you sign them, all my assets, including the company, house, car, and other investments, will belong to you.
"What about you?"
Su Youran pinched his chin. "You gave it all to me. What about you? Aren't you afraid of losing everything?"
"I worked hard to make money in the beginning just to support you. Later, when I had more money, fame and fortune, I still worked so hard because I wanted to catch up with you and not be left far behind by you."
Zhao Tingyi carefully kissed her forehead:
"All of these are because of you. Now I am just returning them to their original owners."
Su Youran stared at him seriously for a long while. She knew that he was not joking and that he really wanted to give her everything.
She blinked and suddenly smiled: "Do you need me to support you in the future?"
Zhao Tingyi was stunned for a moment, then hugged her tighter: "Okay, I want you to support me for the rest of my life... Is that okay?"
“Hmm.” Su Youran bit his chin. “If you want to get paid, check the goods first. Let me see if they’re worth my support.”
Zhao Tingyi chuckled, his chest shaking constantly, and he sat up suddenly, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom of the suite.
She has said this much, if I don’t take action, won’t I be suspected?
The bedroom door opened and closed, and the big bed in the middle sank. Clothes, pants, and belts were thrown under the bed by a strong hand. A blushing melody slowly began to play in the quiet room.
Outside the window, the sun is shining brightly, without a trace of haze.
I don’t know how much time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the noise in the room gradually stopped.
The darkness gradually enveloped the entire room, from being vaguely visible to pitch dark. The world seemed to have gone silent.
Suddenly, a clear ringing sound rang out, accompanied by a buzzing sound caused by vibration.
Su Youran frowned and buried her face deeper into her head. Before Zhao Tingyi even opened his eyes, he subconsciously patted her back to comfort her.
The ringing and vibration continued, indicating that the caller was determined not to give up.
Zhao Tingyi frowned, raised his upper body slightly, found the phone that kept ringing on the bedside, and without checking the caller ID, he swiped the screen directly. His voice was low and hoarse, like someone who had just woken up. It was inexplicably sexy and seductive, but his tone was full of impatience:
"Hello?"
He spoke in Chinese instinctively, and there was silence in the microphone for a long time.
Zhao Tingyi became more conscious and the wrinkles between his brows deepened. He took out his phone and looked at the screen, only then did he realize that he was holding Su Youran's phone.
As for the caller...
Brian?
Zhao Tingyi's originally confused mind suddenly became clear: "Brian?"
There was a shallow breathing sound from the other side, and after a while, a beautiful male voice sounded:
"Zhao Tingyi?"
The tone is a little strange, but it's not hard to understand. The French man's voice seems to have its own aria, even if it's just a name, it still makes people feel like their ears are pregnant.
Zhao Tingyi's expression gradually turned cold: "It's me."
"Where's Michaela?"
Zhao Tingyi looked at the sleeping girl lying beside him, and his expression softened again: "She fell asleep next to me."
Brian squeezed the red wine glass in his hand hard, almost crushing it. She said she would come back in the evening, so he took an essential oil bath, sprayed perfume on himself, put on a bathrobe that was neither too revealing nor too revealing, and specially sent roses to keep the red wine awake.
He spent nearly half an hour just to adjust the lights, but when everything was ready, the hostess was still not back.
He resisted the urge to call her, not wanting her to think he was too clingy or that he didn't trust her. He just kept waiting until almost midnight, but the person didn't show up.
He couldn't bear it any longer and finally made a phone call, but the person who answered the phone was a man who looked like he had just woken up.
The person he had been thinking about and waiting for for a long time fell asleep next to another man?
The wine glass finally broke into pieces with a "crash". The red liquid stained the carpet on the ground, leaving a dark brown mark, just like Brian's broken heart at this moment.
"Please put her on the phone."
"She fell asleep..."
"I said, let her answer the phone!"
Zhao Tingyi frowned: "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up. It's too late. She's tired and needs to rest."
Too late? Tired and need to rest? What did you do to stay up so late? You even forgot your promise to him and fell asleep!
Brian's chest felt like it was on fire, burning him so much that he almost exploded.
"Brian."
A tender white hand took the phone out of Zhao Tingyi's hand, and the voice that came out was lazy and charming: "I'm here."
The author has something to say:
See you tomorrow hehe happy August babies
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com