Chapter 77: Too Small

Arriving at the bar, Shuangxu, feeling guilty, didn’t dare park her car at the main entrance where people were coming and going. Blue Night was Yue Zifeng’s base camp, too easy to be caught red-handed.

She parked under the shade of a tree at the intersection and sent a message to He Tingzhou: [I’m here].

The reply from the other end was concise: [Come up].

Going up wouldn’t be like throwing herself into a trap, what was he thinking?

Shuangxu was about to type a message to remind him if he had forgotten why an underground affair was called underground, He Tingzhou’s second message came right after: [No one].

…Alright. Shuangxu guessed he was drunk and deleted the words one by one, got out of the car and walked into the bar to pick him up.

VIP box on the second floor, Shuangxu pushed the door open, the inside was eerily quiet.

Yue Zifeng and his people had already left, the table was filled with finished and unfinished drinks, one could imagine the lively atmosphere just moments ago.

He Tingzhou was sitting in his usual spot, leaning back on the sofa, Shuangxu walked to his side, called out to him, he didn’t react.

Asleep?

She bent down and gently touched his shoulder: “Tingzhou?”

He Tingzhou didn’t even open his eyes, he grabbed her wrist and pulled.

Shuangxu fell onto his lap without any defense, she looked up, He Tingzhou was just looking down, his nose brushed against her hair.

“Taken a shower?” he asked.

She had taken a shower, but saying it out loud made it sound like she had washed herself clean and delivered herself to him, Shuangxu was afraid he would think too much, so she specifically clarified: “I was about to go to sleep.”

He Tingzhou didn’t seem to care why she washed, one hand still holding her wrist, the other fingertip gently hooked her silk-like hair, pulling it behind her.

Her features were exquisite, her makeup-free face was clean and clear, not a single flaw could be found.

The room was filled with alcohol molecules, Shuangxu looked away from his gaze and asked: “Did Zifeng leave?”

“Why are you asking about him?”

“Just asking.” Shuangxu said.

He Tingzhou didn’t answer, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her.

Shuangxu dodged: “Can we go back?”

He Tingzhou rubbed his fingertips on her wrist for a few seconds, then sat up and said: “Let’s go.”

Going downstairs, Shuangxu went first, He Tingzhou followed slowly behind, a long distance between them, “we are not familiar at all”.

After leaving the bar, Shuangxu turned left, He Tingzhou saw the white Porsche parked 200 meters away, silently sneered.

After getting in the car, He Tingzhou leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes to rest, Shuangxu held the steering wheel with both hands, pretending to be fully focused on driving, in fact, she was thinking about what was about to happen.

Neither of them spoke, the car was silent.

A faint fragrance of white tea lingered in the air, the same scent as her, low-key and gentle, making it hard to tell whether it was the car fragrance or from her.

The car drove into the Taihe Courtyard villa, the engine stopped, after He Tingzhou got out of the car, Shuangxu reached out from the passenger seat and took a box from the glove compartment and put it in her bag.

Walking up the steps to the door, she turned sideways to wait for He Tingzhou to open the door.

He Tingzhou’s gaze fell on her bag.

Shuangxu just noticed this, his fingertips had already hooked her bag strap, he took her bag and opened it.

He Tingzhou raised his eyebrows meaningfully, took out the box of Okamoto, looked at the front, then the back.

Shuangxu’s expression was calm, she said in a declarative tone: “I don’t know if you have any here, I bought them on the way.”

After all, it was a necessity, nothing to be shy about.

He Tingzhou’s gaze fell lightly on her face: “Too small.”

“…”

A crack of unnaturalness appeared on Shuangxu’s calm expression, how could she know what size he needed.

“Then I’ll go change it.”

She wanted to take it back, He Tingzhou didn’t let her, he put the box in his pocket, hung the bag back on her shoulder.

“Make do with it.” He said, reaching out to open the door, waiting for her to go in.

Shuangxu stepped inside, the door closed behind her, the empty villa instantly became a completely enclosed space, only the two of them.

Shuangxu stopped in the middle of the living room, asking the man who was slowly walking in behind her: “Go… upstairs?”

He Tingzhou’s lazy tone: “Up to you. Where do you like?”

This kind of question really didn’t need to be asked.

“Upstairs then.”

Shuangxu had never been upstairs, this floor was equally spacious, all the spaces were almost interconnected, the master bedroom with a front floor-to-ceiling window was connected to a huge walk-in closet.

His dog wasn’t there today.

Shuangxu looked around, and turned to find He Tingzhou sitting on the blue velvet sofa at the foot of the bed, he took off his cufflinks and threw them casually on the coffee table, calling her: “Come here.”

Shuangxu walked over, He Tingzhou reached out to her, she put her hand in his, and he pulled her onto his lap.

He Tingzhou pinched her chin and kissed her.

He was calm from beginning to end today, not in a hurry to get to the point, his hand rested loosely on her waist, the kiss was also very patient, gradually deepening.

Until Shuangxu was a little out of breath, she hummed softly, He Tingzhou paused for half a second, then his hand slid under her clothes.

Dry wood was instantly ignited, layers of tremors rose, spreading upwards from her waist.

Shuangxu seemed to be swept into an unfamiliar and dangerous sea, in the quiet villa, she could only hear her own rapid and chaotic heartbeat.

She felt He Tingzhou’s fingers land on the clasp behind her, she quickly reached behind her back and pressed it down.

He Tingzhou’s drooping eyes were very deep, his voice was low and magnetic: “Unbutton it yourself?”

The resistance was an instinctive action, not a coy invitation, Shuangxu slowly let go of her hand: “…You unbutton it.”

He Tingzhou’s fingers easily–>>

He unbuttoned her shirt, his fingers tracing the line towards her chest. Shuangxu held her breath.

Just as he was about to touch her, a clear and sudden phone ring pierced the rising intimacy in the living room.

Shuangxu realized it was her phone: “I have a call.”

Hegemony Court showed no sign of stopping, kissing her again and again: “Is it important?”

It was likely a call from home at this time, or perhaps Shu Yang. Shuangxu pushed him away: “I’ll answer the phone first.”

She got up and went to the table, retrieving her phone from her bag.

It was a call from Shen Yu.

The things she had just done made her feel guilty about receiving his call at this moment, like a child caught doing something wrong. She tried to make her voice sound normal.

“Brother, you called me.”

Shen Yu’s voice came from the other end: “You’re not at home?”

Shuangxu was taken aback: “Are you at Songming Road?”

“Dad’s friend came to see him today and brought some wild ginseng from Changbai Mountain. Mom said you’ve been working too hard lately, so she made chicken soup for you to replenish your body. She asked me to bring it over.” Shen Yu asked, “Where are you?”

Her nerves suddenly tightened like a string. Shuangxu made up an excuse on the fly: “I’m… working late.”

“Working late this late?” Shen Yu glanced at the time. “It’s already eleven o’clock. Is the company very busy lately?”