Chapter 175 "Sweetie, we'll come with the lights on."
Xia Mian really wanted to record this sentence and let a certain Mr. Zhou hear it, to see if he was even speaking human language.
Even if he had eight hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to challenge Zhou Pingchuan. Instead, he said something with a similar meaning: "Third Master, you seem to have a misunderstanding about my intelligence."
Zhou Pingchuan raised an eyebrow: "What?"
"Do you think I'd believe you're afraid to sleep alone?"
"You said it." Zhou Pingchuan's tone was very calm.
Xia Mian deeply understood what it meant to lift a rock only to drop it on one's own foot.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something more. Most of the time, Zhou Pingchuan found his quick wit endearing, but now was clearly not the time for banter.
The hand around his waist tightened from behind, Zhou Pingchuan grabbed the boy's chin, forcing him to turn his head, and then pressed his lips directly against his.
Having not kissed for only a day, the usually proud head of the Zhou family suddenly became impatient upon tasting the full lips, rubbing and lingering on the other's lips.
Xia Mian originally wanted to refuse, but how could he resist Zhou Pingchuan's control?
This position, in particular, brought his back and the other man's chest completely together, the burning heat constantly reminding him that he was being held in the arms of the man he had once deeply felt and been infatuated with.
Before his jaw could even react, Zhou Pingchuan's tongue seized the opportunity to invade, domineeringly savoring every corner.
Zhou Pingchuan's kiss deepened, and Xia Mian's neck, forced to turn to the side, appeared increasingly vulnerable. Eventually, he began to have difficulty breathing, panting and begging for mercy: "Wait, wait, I'm going to suffocate."
Zhou Pingchuan paused as instructed, and as their lips parted, the water droplet connecting them was torn off, making a "pop" sound.
People walked past the doorway one after another; they were probably Ji Cen and Jiang Chun returning to their room. Because there were no lights and their phones were dead, they walked very slowly, feeling their way along the wall step by step. Xia Mian, unsure if they had heard her, widened her eyes in fright.
By the moonlight, Zhou Pingchuan looked at his wet eyes and glistening red lips, his voice hoarse after the passion: "Are you breathing better?"
"...Huh?" Xia Mian's head was a little dizzy, she didn't hear clearly, and didn't react.
"Just pretend you've caught your breath," Zhou Pingchuan said, pinching his waist and forcing him to face him. Then he lowered his head and kissed him again.
Compared to his domineering manner earlier, he was much gentler this time. Due to her family background, Xia Mian had a strong side to her personality; she was more responsive to gentleness than force, making this gentleness even more irresistible to him.
After a long kiss, Xia Mian could barely stand, and her chin could only weakly rest on Zhou Pingchuan's shoulder.
"Your legs are weak?"
How could Xia Mian possibly admit, "...I've been standing for too long, I'm a little tired"?
"Then let me help you to bed to rest." In the darkness, Zhou Pingchuan's voice sounded very alluring.
Summer Sleep readily agreed, because despite feeling weak and tingling all over, Little Deer was unexpectedly energetic.
He wasn't like this before.
He and Zhou Pingchuan had kissed a few times, and to be honest, the kisses were very comfortable, but not to this extent.
After what happened the day before yesterday, something seems to have quietly changed. Such is the inherent weakness of men. Sometimes Xia Mian is quite annoyed by her gender, but there's nothing she can do about it; she feels powerless.
His mind was filled with frustration and unspeakable images until he was carried to the bed. Only then did he belatedly realize that the person opposite him was also a man and understood his flaws.
"You want it." The lion's gaze swept over the deer, he smiled, and said in a low voice.
It is a declarative sentence.
Summer's restless heart was stirring within her chest; lately, everything seemed to be spiraling out of control: her livestream was taken away, Little Deer was trembling, a blizzard, a power outage...
So losing control of reason shouldn't be considered an unforgivable crime, right?
In absolute darkness, the entire city is falling. It happened, but can it also be treated as if it never happened?
“...Yes.” He admitted.
"So what do you want me to do this time?" Zhou Pingchuan leaned close to his ear and offered two options.
Did this person study at a magic academy? Every plan he proposed sounded like a seduction. Just listening to it made Xia Mian's face turn red to the point of almost bleeding, while Xiao Lu's excitement was on the rise.
Xia Mian licked her still-wet lips, torn between which option to choose. Just then, a bright light pierced her eyes.
After spending a day and a night in the dark, Xia Mian was a little unaccustomed to the brightness of the indoor lights. She took a while to fully open her eyes.
Under the incandescent light, there was nowhere to hide. Those absurd thoughts vanished with the darkness. Xia Mian woke up as if from a dream: "I'm sorry, Third Master, I lost my composure."
After speaking, he pushed Zhou Pingchuan away, hurriedly fled into the bathroom, put down the toilet seat, and sat on the toilet.
The electricity came at just the right time, allowing him to regain his senses before making a grave mistake. Xia Mian felt she should be grateful for this, but a deep, inexplicable sense of loss lingered in her heart.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. But perhaps because he was too deeply under the influence of the curse, Zhou Pingchuan's words kept echoing in his ears, and even after two or three minutes, he still couldn't return to normal.
If they didn't leave soon, Zhou Pingchuan would definitely find out something. Xia Mian was a little anxious, so she simply opened the penguin icon and tapped Tangyuan.
Tangyuan is a university student with plenty of free time, online 24/7. After chatting for a few minutes, Xia Mian received a new document pack as she wished.
He randomly opened a passage, and coincidentally, the scene described in it was very similar to his own, making him feel a strong sense of immersion. Summer Sleep turned on the tap as a cover, the rushing water echoing the fawn's movements...
Seven or eight minutes later, Xia Mian got up to wash her hands and face.
He looked at himself in the mirror and, apart from his face being a little red, he couldn't see anything wrong. He calmly opened the bathroom door.
—But unexpectedly, he met a pair of dark pupils.
"From going in to coming out, it took a total of eleven minutes." Zhou Pingchuan was actually keeping track of the time!
“…I just took a quick shower, is that not allowed?” Xia Mian looked down at the ground, not daring to meet his gaze. “Excuse me, Third Master, I need to get something.”
"Are you going to get something or throw something away? What's in your pocket?"
Xia Mian was taken aback, her hand instinctively going to her pants pocket. Inside was a wad of paper.
The hotel facilities were old and the toilets were prone to clogging. He couldn't throw paper in them, and he was afraid that Zhou Pingchuan would find out if he threw it in the trash can. He originally planned to secretly take it out and flush it down the toilet in the public restroom.
Who knew that Zhou Pingchuan would discover it?
Or rather, he had already guessed what he was doing.
“We are husband and wife, and these are my obligations. Why do you resist?” Zhou Pingchuan spoke slowly, so slowly that every word was easy to hear, and even Xia Mian thought it was perfectly natural.
"Besides, you've tried it, and I feel more comfortable than you do. Mianmian, don't take away my obligations, okay?"
Xia Mian couldn't stand Zhou Pingchuan's blunt words, and even more so the soft words of a person in a high position. She gradually succumbed to his charms, and her hand uncontrollably went to the light switch, wanting to turn off the light.
“Don’t turn off the lights,” Zhou Pingchuan stepped forward. “Sweetie, we’ll keep the lights on.”
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