Zhou Younong is not Panshu's target.
But unfortunately, his face was really to her liking.
Aquaman stirs people's hearts, and it is almost a subconscious instinctive reaction.
So when Zhou Younong appeared behind her and asked in a suspicious tone, "What are you doing?"
Pan Shu trembled slightly.
Zhou Younong noticed it.
His expression darkened instantly. "You want to escape?"
The Venetian blinds in the small kitchen were drawn tightly, and a fire was burning brightly in the stove.
Half of the young man's handsome outline was illuminated by the burning fire, and the other half was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see his expression.
"You want to run away from me, don't you?"
He approached Pan Shu step by step, and the girl retreated step by step until there was no way to avoid it and her back hit the hard and cold wall. The young man's beautiful and slender hands supported the wall, trapping her in front of him.
"Third... Third Master..."
Tears welled up in the girl's eyes.
She is scared.
Zhou Younong's sharp and cold gaze seemed to peel off her skin and see her bones.
"Why are you crying?" A heavy sigh came from the man above her head. He pressed the tip of his thumb against the girl's soft cheek and slowly wiped the soot on her face. "You made yourself so dirty, what are you going to do?"
"I'm not leaving." The girl's voice was muffled.
He watched her tears falling quietly, looking so pitiful.
Zhou Younong couldn’t tell what it was, but he just felt like his heart was gently tapped.
"So what are you doing?"
The girl sobbed and said, "Xiang Cheng said you didn't eat, and I felt very uncomfortable..."
"so--"
"I just want to make you sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which is my favorite."
Pan Shu raised her tearful round eyes, her eyelashes wet and trembling slightly. She carefully looked at his expression, "Is Third Master angry? I won't do this next time..."
The fire in the stove went out.
The young man's eyes flickered.
He put his hand to protect the back of her head and slowly held her in his arms. Pan Shu could clearly hear his rapid heartbeat.
Plop, plop.
It seems to be about to jump out.
An amused smile spread across the corners of Panshu's lips.
Tsk——
It's your bad luck to meet me.
The young man was confused and subconsciously embraced the only warmth in his arms. His heart, which had been dead for a long time, seemed to come back to life like a dead tree. He felt strange and frightened.
The thought that came to his mind was to escape.
"Third Master."
The girl tugged at his sleeve.
Zhou Younong lowered his eyes.
"The fire is out, my sweet-scented osmanthus cake should be ready."
He stepped aside and leaned against the wall with his back as straight as a pine tree, his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Third Master, why don't you come over?" The girl was holding a plate with plump, soft and sweet cakes on it, which were emitting white steam. The air was filled with the sweet and cloying aroma of the osmanthus cakes.
"Um."
Zhou Younong responded in a low voice.
He followed her out of the kitchen without saying a word.
"Oh, it's snowing?" The girl looked back at him in surprise. "It's so beautiful."
Zhou Younong's Adam's apple rolled, and he said "hmm" in a hoarse voice.
"We should eat fish on snowy days."
"Why?"
The girl looked up, her eyebrows curved, and she was dazzlingly beautiful. "Meng Jingyue and I agreed. We'll eat fish on snowy days because the lake is frozen and the fish are the dumbest at this time."
Zhou Younong paused.
He took a light bite of the soft cake. It was sweet, soft and sticky, and the strong osmanthus flavor made his throat dry.
"Is it delicious?" asked Pan Shu.
The young man pursed his lips, "It's bitter."
He heard the girl take a very slow breath, "How is that possible? There must be something wrong with you."
She is very sharp-tongued.
Zhou Younong couldn't get any good things from her.
He is sick.
He was so miserable that his brows were furrowed, and murderous intent spread for no reason.
"Do you like him very much?" Zhou Younong seemed to find it hard to accept, "You've only been married to him for a short time. You haven't even met him before you married him."
"You mean Meng Jingyue?"
"Um."
Pan Shu looked at him strangely. "Why not? He treats me very well. He is also very handsome and has a good personality. He is respectful and peaceful to everyone."
It turns out it was in her heart.
Meng Jingyue is full of advantages. What about him?
Zhou Younong unknowingly finished the whole piece of hot soft cake, and a long-lasting sense of satisfaction rose in his stomach. "I am also very good-looking."
The girl glanced at him.
Zhou Younong was suddenly speechless.
He was not nice to her.
He also has a bad temper.
He is even worse to others.
Zhou Younong couldn't help but think of how his father cursed him when he died.
Oh. What a ruthless and ungrateful person.
In everyone's mind, Mr. Zhou San is a terrifying figure like a demon.
"You are very beautiful. I like you."
Pan Shu stood on tiptoe to touch his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and praised him sincerely.
Zhou Younong was stunned for a moment.
He raised his lip and said, "Give me another piece of soft cake. I'm not full."
This snowy day wasn't too bad.
Zhou Younong thought.
…
Half a month later.
Meng Jingyue looked coldly at the letter paper that turned into ashes in the candlelight.
The letter asked him to go to the northern suburbs of the city alone.
The signature is Mr. Zhou San, whose writing style is arrogant but also has a certain sense of character.
When the letter paper burned out, the fragrance of osmanthus in the study became stronger.
The frail young man lost even more weight.
The whole person is thin and gloomy.
His handsome and delicate features became sharper, and his beauty changed from gentle to more aggressive.
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