Chapter 79 is even more interesting than I imagined.
Su Cheng once saw this sentence in a champagne advertisement:
A bottle of champagne contains approximately 29 billion bubbles, more than the stars in the Milky Way. Drinking a bottle of champagne is like embracing the entire Milky Way.
Even Su Cheng, who doesn't drink unless absolutely necessary, was deeply moved by this copywriting and even seriously searched for the price of champagne.
But as she continued her research, she discovered that NASA estimates there are at least 100 billion planets in the Milky Way, meaning she would have to drink four whole bottles of champagne to truly own that starry sky.
But now, she no longer needs to drink those champagnes.
Because the star she so desperately wanted to obtain was already shining just for her in some unknown part of the night sky.
After seeing off the last group of guests, the bride, who had been busy all day, was finally able to take off her torturous high heels and change out of her elaborate dress.
Having briefly returned to being myself, I am about to embark on a new role in my life.
"Are your feet alright?" Su Cheng changed into comfortable casual clothes and saw Xu Zhisui slumped on the sofa. She couldn't help but think of the blisters on Xu Zhisui's heels from trying on dresses and felt a pang of heartache.
"Hehe, all thanks to your cheating device!" Xu Zhisui smiled slyly, raised one leg, and showed her the band-aid that was stuck tightly on her heel.
"That's good." Su Cheng's gaze swept around the lounge. "Has everyone else left?"
"I told them to change their clothes and go home. You must be tired after a long day. You should go home and rest too." Xu Zhisui stood up in her slippers and stuffed the carefully prepared gift box into Su Cheng's hands. It was a refreshing mint green.
She gently grasped her wrist, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, "When can I eat your wedding candy?"
Suddenly, a groggy muttering came from the corner of the lounge: "Wedding candy...what wedding candy?"
Su Cheng then noticed that there was someone lying sprawled out on the armchair in the corner.
Xu Zhisui was very restrained throughout the night and hardly touched any alcohol.
At first, Chen Siqi tried hard to stay sober, but he gradually lost himself in the constant praise and drank one cup after another.
His face was flushed red, he was haphazardly tugging at his loose tie with one hand, his head was slumped against the back of the chair, and he was muttering to himself, "I'm really not drunk... keep drinking..."
Su Cheng couldn't help but feel a chill of fear. She hadn't realized that getting drunk could lead to such a loss of control.
Fortunately, she was quite good when drunk. Although she got drunk in front of Jiang Muzhou twice, he said that she just quietly fell asleep both times.
Xu Zhisui rolled her eyes at Shen Siqi, then turned back to Su Cheng and whispered helplessly, "Let me tell you, last time I stole my cousin's bouquet, and not long after, Siqi proposed to me. If you hadn't given up the bouquet today, you might have been the next one to get married."
"Just because you didn't catch the bouquet doesn't mean you can't be next?" Su Cheng lowered her head and smiled.
During this time, Xu Zhisui devoted herself entirely to wedding preparations, keeping her extremely busy. Su Cheng never found a suitable opportunity to explain the progress of her relationship with Jiang Muzhou in detail, so she could only briefly and quickly give a summary of the whole story.
"What?!" Xu Zhisui couldn't control her voice and exclaimed in surprise, "Jiang Muzhou actually has a crush on someone?!"
Qi, who had been lost in thought, suddenly stood up abruptly upon hearing the name "Jiang Muzhou," waving his arms. "Jiang Muzhou? Hahaha, I knew he had a crush on me all along!"
Xu Zhisui took it as drunken ramblings and deliberately teased him, "What do you know? Would he tell you he has a crush on you?"
Chen Siqi blinked, trying to clear his mind. His dark eyes looked exceptionally clear under the light. "I'm his love mentor. I even personally taught him his three-word mantra..."
Su Cheng listened to their back-and-forth, taking it all as drunken banter.
She couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile. Birds of a feather flock together. They've only ever had one relationship, yet they insist on acting like seasoned veterans, eager to be each other's relationship strategists.
Su Cheng pulled her coat tighter and smiled as she said goodbye to Xu Zhisui.
Just as the door to the dressing room was about to close, she heard Chen Siqi murmur again from inside: "I should have known better than to let him sing on stage..."
Su Cheng walked alone through the gradually quieting hotel lobby. Most of the guests who had attended the ceremony had left early. In the silence, her stomach gave a disapproving growl, which was already the umpteenth time it had protested today.
Organizing a wedding is indeed an extremely physically demanding task. Even as a bridesmaid, she could still sneak in a few bites of food, but she couldn't bear the hunger. Not to mention Xu Zhisui, the main character, who had to keep her stomach tucked in and chest out to maintain the best posture throughout the entire event. Not only did she have to change into several elaborate dresses, but she also had to take care of all the guests.
Su Cheng took out her phone and sent a message to Xu Zhisui, reminding her to remember to have the hotel send some food to her room so she wouldn't go to bed hungry.
She slowly descended the stone steps, and before she knew it, she arrived at the hotel's main entrance garden. In the night, the European-style fountain quietly sprinkled water droplets, which looked like a string of beads under the soft lights.
As autumn arrives, the nights do indeed feel quite chilly.
Su Cheng had just recovered from a cold and was worried that she couldn't catch a chill again, so she rummaged through her tote bag and pulled out a thin beige cashmere scarf, which she wrapped around her neck twice.
When she looked up again, her gaze froze.
A black Land Rover was parked in the shadows of the trees not far away.
Could it be Jiang Muzhou's car? Shouldn't he have left already?
Su Cheng rubbed her eyes and looked closely before noticing a familiar figure standing in front of the car.
The man crossed his arms and leaned casually against the driver's side door, his broad shoulders highlighting his sharp lines, his tall figure almost blending into the night.
She paused for a moment, then couldn't help but quicken her pace.
The mint green gift box swayed gracefully with her steps, just like her heart, rising and falling with each step.
"A-Zhou!" Su Cheng smiled and waved in Jiang Muzhou's direction.
The cheeks exposed above the scarf were flushed a light red by the cold wind.
Su Cheng jogged up to him, bent down slightly to catch her breath, and said, "I thought you had left a long time ago."
She deliberately suppressed the smile on her lips and poked his arm. "So this is how our Jiang University's campus heartthrob pursues people?"
Jiang Muzhou didn't argue. His gaze fell on the gift box she was carrying, and his Adam's apple bobbed twice. "Put this in the trunk. There's some filming equipment piled up in the back seat, and I haven't had time to unpack it yet."
Su Cheng nodded, and as she turned around, a faint scent of alcohol wafted through the air.
She pressed the tailgate button, and with a slight mechanical sound, the tailgate slowly rose.
The gap gradually widened, and two heart-shaped balloons floated gently before suddenly appearing in her sight.
Following the swaying ribbon downwards, a large bouquet of red roses suddenly appears, layer upon layer, like dark red silk, blooming passionately in the night.
Su Cheng was momentarily stunned, her amber eyes widening slightly, her long eyelashes trembling with her breath. "What is this?"
"I don't want my little princess to see others with flowers while she has nothing in her hands."
Jiang Muzhou turned his head and caught a glimpse of her previously tense lips gradually blossoming into a bright smile.
The color of the roses also subtly tinged her cheeks.
He cleared his throat, deliberately leaned close to her ear, and softened his tone, "Are you satisfied with this way of pursuing me?"
Su Cheng placed the gift box in the gap in the trunk, turned her head to look at him, her eyes sparkling, "You don't need to chase after him anymore."
Jiang Muzhou was stunned for a moment, "Why..."
Before he could finish speaking, a soft, warm kiss landed on his half-open lips.
It's as delicate as a newly blossoming osmanthus flower, its fragrance infused with sweetness.
“I said, you don’t need to chase after her anymore.” Su Cheng lifted her face from the soft scarf, her eyes shining like a jewel box filled with crushed diamonds.
"Because you've already won me over."
Jiang Muzhou's neck quickly turned red, and his blood surged.
Beneath his thin, translucent skin, the prominent veins indicated that he was struggling to control his disordered breathing.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he lowered his voice, a hint of uncertainty in it, "Have you been drinking?"
Su Cheng lowered her head and sniffed the collar, her nose wrinkling slightly. "There is a hint of alcohol, but it's definitely not from me."
As she spoke, she took another step closer, her clear almond-shaped eyes sparkling with starlight.
"If you don't believe me, check it out for yourself."
Before Jiang Muzhou could respond, that warm, soft touch enveloped him again.
Unlike the previous half-hearted attempt, this time it carried a more obvious sense of exploration. She carefully outlined the shape of his lips, then lingered between his teeth, wandering awkwardly.
Although the points of contact were soft, his body was not as supple as before.
He was eager to respond, but she was like a seasoned hunter, nimbly retreating once her prey had taken the bait.
Su Cheng blinked, a blush spreading across her porcelain-white face, and she murmured softly, "See, I didn't lie to you."
A wave of shyness belatedly washed over her, and her lips, which had just touched, still felt numb and hot.
The heat spread rapidly, like wildfire, reaching the tips of the ears. With nowhere else to go, it piled up there, burning red-hot.
She tried to lower her head and hide her face in her scarf, but someone preemptively lifted her chin.
Jiang Muzhou bent down, and a shadow fell over him.
His long, slender fingers started from her chin and slowly moved along her jawline, gently brushing the stray hairs from her temples behind her ears.
As her fingertips brushed against the burning tip of her ear, Su Cheng trembled slightly.
She took a half-step back in a panic, her shoes scraping against the dry branches on the ground. She swayed and almost fell, but he caught her firmly around the waist.
She closed her eyes, letting her large body completely envelop her.
Her lips, which had just been numb, were gently taken into his mouth. He explored them more deeply, just as she had done before, but unlike her impulsive attempts, his exploration was more lingering and gentle.
The soles of their shoes rustled against the fallen sycamore leaves, but could not conceal the rapid breathing that mingled between them.
Like a sudden, sweet rain falling on parched sand, the storm swept through, leaving behind a scene of devastation, yet overflowing with the joy of life.
Su Cheng had no experience and had no idea how long such intimacy could last. What made her even more helpless was that his kiss came suddenly, and her hands were stuck between their pressed chests, unable to move forward or backward.
She was so weak from the kiss that she didn't care about the position of her hands and could only loosely drape them over his windbreaker.
The person in front of her seemed to notice her touch and hugged her even tighter, as if deliberately letting her feel every inch of her body.
It's even more interesting than I imagined.
Suddenly, a photo flashed through Su Cheng's mind, her thoughts drifted away, and her response slowed down.
Jiang Muzhou keenly noticed this moment of hesitation, and he stepped back slightly, stopping his movements.
Su Cheng opened her eyes, but the hot breath still lingered around her nose, tickling and refusing to go away.
A complex emotion flashed across her face as she hesitated before asking, "Before me, have you had any intimate contact with other men? Like holding hands, hugging, kissing..."
“Never.” Jiang Muzhou answered decisively before she could press further.
His gaze was honest and ardent. "The only person I've ever loved is you. How could I possibly do these things with someone else?"
"But I clearly saw a picture of your chest muscles on my WeChat Moments before." Su Cheng blinked, her raven-feather eyelashes gently brushing against his cheek, bringing a slight tickle. "Are you casting a wide net to catch a big fish?"
Jiang Muzhou frowned, not immediately understanding. "What chest muscle photo?"
"What? You're faking amnesia?"
Su Cheng noticed that her hand was still on his chest, so she squeezed it harder with ill intent. "It's the one I asked you to Photoshop a sunset photo for me before, the one I accidentally sent by mistake! Tight tank top, his pecs are showing!"
Jiang Muzhou paused for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled meaningfully, "First of all, that photo was set to be visible only to you."
"Secondly, the key point of that photo is the computer screen in the background, which displays 'Du's' video account homepage."
Su Cheng stood there stunned, unsure how to react.
Jiang Muzhou flicked her nose, "Well, I've caught this little yellow croaker, you."
"I thought that your change in attitude towards me during that period was because you wanted to expose my true identity."
As Jiang Muzhou spoke, he gently grasped her wrist, guiding her fingers slowly in front of him, his voice low and alluring, "Who knew you wanted to rip off my vest?"
Su Cheng's cheeks flushed instantly.
She tried to escape, but he held her hand firmly, her fingertips resting on his chest, clearly feeling the warmth and pulse beneath his clothes.
Her stomach rumbled again, unusually loud, as if protesting against being repeatedly ignored.
At that moment, she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground and vanish completely.
Jiang Muzhou looked down at her still-blushing cheeks and sighed softly, "Looks like I'm still not pretty enough."
"Let's go, girlfriend." He took her hand. "I'll cook for you when we get home."
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