Chapter 219 The Fake Daughter of the Imperial Palace 25
Even if Su Jingxi was unhappy, he could only grit his teeth and leave the court in hatred in the face of the rules. He walked to the outer edge and stared at the field intently.
If you, Team 3 of the Yellow Class, dare to act recklessly again, I will make sure you are in trouble!
Zong Zhenghao's face was cold as he and Duan Junze stood on Su Youran's left and right. They thought that now that Su Youran had tasted success, he would stick to his previous route.
Sure enough, as soon as the game resumed, at least four or five people surrounded him. It was actually very easy for him to break through them, but it was not the same for the people behind him.
She didn't have the physical strength to keep up, and even if she could break away at the beginning, she would still be surrounded from behind, so he simply didn't bother.
You guys can play however you like, he doesn't care about winning or losing the game anyway.
If she hadn't been here, he wouldn't have attended at all.
The same is true for Duan Junze. Do you know how uncomfortable it is for a person with mysophobia to be sweaty and covered in mud every day?
If you lose, you lose. You don’t have to play in the next game. Thank you.
So all the pressure was on Shao Xin. After he blocked several balls in succession, he finally left a gap and the opponent scored another goal.
In fact, his physical strength is not that good. Compared with Zong Zhenghao and Su Jingxi who are good at martial arts, and Duan Junze who exercises regularly, he is more like a qualified "weak scholar".
Therefore, when assigning members, he took the initiative to fight for the goalkeeper, because he did not want to expose his weaknesses in areas he was not good at.
But without the support of the Three Musketeers, he immediately found himself in a difficult situation.
After they were about to be overtaken by the others, Su Youran became anxious:
"Oh, don't worry about me, just play the game seriously, this is not the way to behave!"
If she needs two people to protect her during the competition, it would be better for her to just go off the court and be a spectator.
"I'll just stand there and let them surround me if they want. I'll just serve as a chance to draw your firepower."
After Su Youran's repeated urging, the two finally started to move. They were both holding their breath and just wanted to finish the game as soon as possible, so their movements were even faster than in the first half.
Soon the score was widened again, and the gap was still large.
Su Youran really was standing aside, leisurely running two steps to the left, then two steps to the right, just for fun.
The people surrounding her looked at each other, not knowing whether to continue. This strategy didn't seem to be working.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yang Kun, who was carrying the ball, was stopped by Duan Junze. Seeing that the ball was about to be snatched away, he kicked the ball directly.
The ball, which was made of leather on the outside and filled with rice bran on the inside, drew a parabola in the air and flew straight towards Su Youran.
“Xiao Ran!”
"Ran'er!"
Several screams were heard along with the sound of breaking air. Su Youran turned her head subconsciously, but before she could react, her body was suddenly thrown to the ground.
This scene seems familiar, as if it is happening again.
Su Youran stared blankly at the handsome face so close to her, unable to recover from her shock.
That day by the lake, she was also held tightly in the arms of a man, and he used himself as a cushion to protect her.
Just like this moment.
The environment has changed. The surroundings are no longer warm springs, but hard land, but the person has not changed.
What remained unchanged was the eyes he stared at her with, still as deep and quiet, firm and powerful as when they first met.
No, maybe it has changed. It was a little cold back then, but now... it's gentler.
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
Look, even the way he speaks is different.
Su Youran suddenly laughed. Her voice was soft and gentle, like the whispers of lovers, and it instantly made Zong Zhenghao’s heart tremble.
"Actually, that day... I wanted to call you a pervert."
I was worried that she would catch a cold sleeping there and wanted to wake her up, so I could just make some noise, but no one showed up.
But he showed up anyway and deliberately covered her with clothes. Don't think she doesn't know what he was planning.
As for why he didn’t scold later?
Maybe it was because he instinctively rolled over when he fell, or maybe it was because his hands were shaking as he held her.
He is a scoundrel with a sincere heart.
"Thanks."
Su Youran supported herself on his chest and tried to stand up, her lips sliding across his Adam’s apple as she moved.
Zong Zhenghao's throat rolled, and he pressed his hands on her back and pressed down again. His voice was low and hoarse, revealing an inexplicable meaning:
"Wait a minute..."
What? Su Youran raised her eyes. It would be weird if they continued in this position, okay?
Zong Zhenghao felt a little embarrassed for a rare moment, and if he stood up now, he was afraid that his embarrassment would be exposed.
Su You realized it later and lowered her head. Although she didn't see anything, her face still turned red and she couldn't help but scolded him lightly:
"You...a scoundrel!"
I didn't want to scold you, but you just insisted on asking for it.
Zong Zhenghao couldn't help but laugh, his chest trembling. Su Youran felt the movements of her hands and rolled her eyes speechlessly.
The interaction between the two of them only lasted a moment, and then the others gathered around:
"Xiao Ran, are you okay?"
"Ran Ran, does it hurt anywhere?"
Su Jingxi knelt on one knee on the ground, carefully holding Su Youran's shoulders, trying to move her over:
"Let me see, are you hurt?"
Su Youran glanced at Zong Zhenghao. He shook his head imperceptibly, meaning that he was not well yet.
She gritted her teeth in hatred and had to pretend to be weak: "Fourth brother, don't move, my ankle seems to hurt a little."
"Did you sprain your ankle?"
Su Jingxi suddenly didn't dare to move, for fear that he might accidentally make things worse and get hurt even more: "Then what should I do?"
"You go call the doctor. I'll take Xiaoran back first."
Under Su Youran’s glare, Zong Zhenghao finally half-sat up and carried her horizontally. Seeing Shao Xin and Duan Junze trying to follow, he quickly stopped them:
"Finish the game first."
He looked at Duan Junze, and said word by word with deep meaning: "First, it's better to compare!"
Get revenge for Xiaoran!
Yes, the culprit has not been dealt with yet. If it weren't for that ball, Xiaoran would not have been in any trouble at all. And the previous deliberate blockade...
Duan Junze's gaze towards Yang Kun was as cold as ice. There is still a quarter of an hour left in the game, so let me settle the account with you first!
Su Jingxi had no doubt at all and hurried to find a doctor. Shao Xin looked at Zong Zhenghao's back, frowned slightly, and always felt that something was strange.
"Put me down, my legs are fine."
As soon as they walked away from the bustling stadium and into a quiet place, Su Youran patted Zong Zhenghao on the shoulder, signaling that he could let her go.
Zong Zhenghao raised his lips slightly: "Have you ever seen a pervert who lets go as soon as he is told to?"
He held her firmly and took slow steps deliberately for fear of bumping her.
"Hello!"
"Not calling me Brother Zheng anymore?"
Every day she always calls him Brother Zheng in a serious manner, which makes him angry and amused. She can really dress up as a man and look like the real thing.
At least even Duan Junze, who lived under the same roof with her, did not doubt her identity, but that did not stop him from developing a good impression of her.
"If you were really a man, the number of gay men would definitely increase."
He would be the first.
Su Youran glared. “That’s because you knew I was a woman first. If I had been dressed as a man when you first met me, you would still… still…”
Do you like her?
Of course not, Zong Zhenghao looked at her delicate eyebrows and said, "No matter whether you are a man or a woman, as long as I see you, I will definitely fall for you."
This is like an inescapable fate. Once you encounter it, you will sink.
Su Youran’s fair cheeks turned a faint pink, which reminded Zong Zhenghao of the peach blossom rain.
After that day, he specially ordered people to plant a lot of peach trees in the imperial palace in Daliang, which were more numerous than the peach forest in Tzu Chi Temple.
But he was not sure yet whether she would be willing to go there and take a look, or even stay there forever.
"Where are you going?"
Zong Zhenghao was stunned. It turned out that he had asked this question unconsciously.
Where are you going? Go to Daliang. Are you willing?
He pursed his lips but still didn't say anything. The time was not right yet. He should wait a little longer until she cared about him more and he was more confident.
He didn't say anything, opened the dormitory door, and carefully put her on the bed, as if she really injured her leg.
Then he went to his bookshelf, found something and handed it to her.
"What?"
Su Youran took the square box, opened it, and was stunned. Inside was a well-preserved peach blossom.
The petals are still beautiful, as if they were just picked from the branches. This is...
"Taolin wanted to give it to you that time, but I didn't have the nerve to do it in the end. I always felt that I was not worthy of you, but I couldn't bear to throw it away, so I found a way to keep it and take it out to look at it from time to time."
Zong Zhenghao leaned over, looked at her and smiled: "After hesitating for a long time, I still want to give it to you. This is a testimony to our meeting that day. I hope you can see it and think of me."
Su Youran held the box and raised her head. There was deep affection in his eyes. She bit her lower lip slightly, not knowing what to say.
Zong Zhenghao reached out and gently pressed his hand on her lips: "Don't be unhappy."
There was a foreign object on her lips, so Su Youran subconsciously opened her mouth and her bony fingers touched her pure white teeth.
She tried to close it immediately, but bit her finger in the middle.
The air seemed to be quiet. Zong Zhenghao's eyes were dark as ink, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the veins on his neck were faintly visible, clearly revealing his forbearance.
Su Youran's face flushed with embarrassment, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She tilted her head back, trying to avoid his hand, but he held the back of her head and prevented her from moving.
"you……"
It would be fine if I didn't make any sound, because once I made any sound, the ambiguous and sticky atmosphere became even stronger.
Zong Zhenghao only felt as if a soft and slippery little snake was playing around on his fingertips, and her tender and soft voice was in his ears, which made his breathing become heavier.
It was peaceful and charming. Something was steaming and growing stronger in the two people's hearts.
Zong Zhenghao slowly squatted down, held her cheeks with both hands, and slowly moved closer and closer until their noses were touching.
Their breathing was almost audible and intertwined with each other, like two hearts gradually approaching.
He lowered his eyelids, his gaze fixed on those bright red lips and never moved away.
If he only came a little closer, just a little closer, he could...
Suddenly, there was a sound as if the courtyard door was pushed open, followed by two hurried footsteps and Su Jingxi's anxious urging:
"Doctor, this way, let's go faster."
Su Youran was startled. Just as she was about to turn around, she felt a sudden warm touch on her lips and her eyes widened.
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