Chapter 122 There's Still a Long Way to Go
Xia Mian became more and more excited, so much so that he couldn't sleep. After entering Longxi, he put his suitcase down by the door and couldn't wait to go upstairs, tiptoeing to open the door.
Inside the master bedroom, just as he expected, Zhou Pingchuan lay properly on his side, without any overstepping of boundaries, even though he wasn't home.
It was so rigid and restrained that it was frightening.
Let's add some excitement to his life.
It's no fun to always follow the rules and stick to the old ways, is it?
Summer has always had the habit of not wearing outer pants to bed. She takes off her coat and jeans very quietly, and walks to the foot of the bed wearing only a sweatshirt and a pair of thermal underwear.
He gently lifted the blanket, and like a kitten, crawled under it from the foot of the bed, then nimbly climbed towards the head of the bed.
As he crawled, he imagined Zhou Pingchuan's reaction. Imagine a huge, handsome man suddenly appearing in his bed—that would be a huge surprise, wouldn't it? And with such a warm, soft body in his arms, wouldn't that stir up some desire?
He pursed his lips and covered his wildly beating heart.
The next moment, the person next to him suddenly sat up, grabbed his hoodie hood, and lifted him up like a kitten!
With her collar caught in her neck, Xia Mian almost choked to death. She quickly patted Zhou Pingchuan's hand, saying, "It hurts! I can't breathe!"
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Zhou Pingchuan released his grip as instructed.
The handsome man just lay face down on the bed.
Fortunately, the mattress, with its excellent support and comfort, protected his face, preventing any damage to this handsome man's face.
But it's kind of scary.
Zhou Pingchuan wasn't scared by him; a chill ran down his spine—if he got disfigured, how would he film in a few days?
Gao Yifeng would definitely look down on him even more.
Xia Mian scrambled to her feet, muttering, "You should have let go when I told you to! Luckily, my face is all original, or my nose and chin would have been crooked from the fall."
Zhou Pingchuan gave an irrelevant answer: "When did you get back?"
Feeling guilty, Xia Mian gave an irrelevant answer. He was afraid Zhou Pingchuan would see through his intentions: "Just now, I was trying to say hello to you, but you almost strangled me to death."
Zhou Pingchuan glanced at his watch: "What are you doing coming back at two in the morning?"
Xia Mian stared wide-eyed, utterly speechless. This was their home! And Zhou Pingchuan was actually asking him why he'd come back!
With a mouth that's 37 degrees Celsius, how could it utter such cold words!
"It's late at night, I can't sleep, so I flew out to go for a stroll and have some fun, is that not allowed?" Xia Mian said sarcastically.
"Go to sleep," Zhou Pingchuan said.
Xia Mian discovered that this was always the case between him and Zhou Pingchuan. He would try his best, but the other party would never respond, dismissing him with a casual remark. As a result, he was always the one who ended up feeling defeated, upset, and uncomfortable.
Not wanting to be rebuffed, he pulled the covers up, turned his back to Zhou Pingchuan, and lay down: "This is the last time I'll come home to see you. I won't come back until filming is finished."
After he finished speaking, Xia Mian pricked up her ears.
The person behind him seemed to be asleep, offering no response.
The large bedroom was filled only with the sound of two people breathing, as if mocking him, for no matter how hard he tried, he could not win Zhou Pingchuan's favor.
He used to be the center of attention, and when friends confided in him about their unrequited love, he never understood. "If you like someone, just go for it! If you can't win them over, just find someone else to like." His family background and looks were excellent; how could he suddenly become so overshadowed by the word "like"?
Now he finally understands.
Humans are called advanced animals because they have emotions. And emotions are called emotions because they are feelings rather than rational, and our temperament comes from the heart.
He eventually and inevitably joined the ranks of the bleak and lackluster.
Xia Mian gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Just then, an arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, and the person behind her said, "What I mean is, it's too late, no need to make a fuss. There will be many more opportunities for you to come home to see me in the future. We have plenty of time."
Upon hearing the words "there's plenty of time ahead," Xia Mian's eyes widened slightly, like a brilliant flower suddenly blooming from frost and snow, dazzling and captivating.
He turned back impatiently and wrapped his arms around Zhou Pingchuan's neck: "Are you telling the truth? Will we have a very, very long lifetime?"
Because he was happy, his voice carried a touch of coquettishness that he himself didn't even realize. Zhou Pingchuan looked into his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing almost imperceptibly: "Mm."
"Okay, okay, let's go to sleep," Xia Mian leaned closer, "We have to go to Xu Ning's birthday party tomorrow."
Because the child had braved the wind and snow to return, he carried a crisp, icy scent. Zhou Pingchuan closed his eyes, thinking, "This should be a calming and soothing scent, but why is it making me feel increasingly hot?"
They've already registered their marriage, so perhaps they can try doing some activities together.
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When Xu Ning informed Xia Mian, she said, "Bring Third Master over to play." So, when Xia Mian got up in the morning, she invited Zhou Pingchuan again. Zhou Pingchuan said, "We'll see when."
Zhou Pingchuan's schedule was always packed, so this was a polite way of declining. Actually, Xia Mian was prepared for this, and Xu Ning wouldn't mind either, since they were simply not the same kind of people.
After breakfast, Xia Mian first summoned Da Huang to do her hair and makeup. Today was Xu Ning's birthday, and he knew his place, so he only applied a thin layer of primer. He did a simple haircut and chose a dove-gray suit, looking elegant and understated.
But he also knew that as a good brother, he had to support Xu Ning, so he went to the neighboring Building 14 and opened the safe.
At the time, Zhou Pingchuan bought buildings 13 and 14 of Longxi together. Now the connecting bridge has been completed, and the renovation of the walk-in closet is beginning to take shape. He picked through the safe and chose a Patek Philippe watch.
The three-minute perpetual calendar, inlaid with two rings of diamonds, is a model that even watch shops can't get their hands on. It was a gift that Zhou Pingchuan gave him among many betrothal gifts.
Then he played the final track, "Voices of the Night."
He's been working non-stop since he got the car keys and hasn't had a chance to play with this beast until today.
However, given the notorious traffic jams and speed limits in Beijing, it's estimated that you won't even be able to reach 100 km/h in the city.
At 6 p.m., a variety of luxury cars gathered in front of the Huating Hotel, which is owned by the Xu family, resembling a top-notch auto show, attracting passersby and various media to take pictures.
The most attention-grabbing vehicle was a black sports car; it was so cool that even other luxury car owners couldn't resist taking out their phones to take pictures and videos of it.
The young man who stepped out of the car was even more eye-catching. He wasn't dressed up much, but his star quality practically overflowed the screen. This face is frequently seen trending online; who else could it be but Xia Mian, who recently made a high-profile entry into the Zhou family?
The boy was also very low-key. He held flowers in his left hand and a gift in his right. After handing the key to the car attendant, he ignored the security camera and went straight to the door to find Xu Ning.
After his performance, Xu Ning was speechless: "My goodness, you're like a peacock spreading its tail feathers! That's so cool!"
"I didn't even tidy up," Xia Mian said, feeling wronged. "I just used sunscreen to cover my face from staying up all night."
Xu Ning could tell, of course, that Xia Mian was there to support him, and his eyes crinkled with happiness: "Just kidding, I'll take you up first."
Having not seen each other for almost half a month, the two chatted excitedly about the latest gossip as they walked upstairs. Suddenly, Xu Ning stiffened.
His movements were so obvious that Xia Mian subconsciously followed his gaze and found a familiar face standing in front of her—Tan Jingcheng!
"Ningning, what's wrong? Do you know him?" Xia Mian asked.
“Of course I know her,” Xu Ning gritted her teeth. “Isn’t she the little bitch who’s in cahoots with Liu Lao Er?”
...What? Tan Jingcheng is Liu Er's lover? Xia Mian choked on a huge mouthful of melon and couldn't even speak.
Isn't this world a little too small...?
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