Cheng Xi had no appetite at night and only ate a bowl of porridge. The atmosphere between Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Jingchen also solidified.
Although Mrs. Zhou was more open-minded when it came to choosing a wife, she was more or less disappointed that Zhou Jingchen did not choose her favorite daughter-in-law.
Mrs. Zhou wanted to try to persuade, so he put down the tableware and left the table.
Zhou Jingchen's room is next to Cheng Xi's, a separate suite with a confidential study room.
When he passed by the door, Cheng Xi's door was open and a Western symphony was playing in the room. She lay on the quilt and picked up the charging cable from the gap on the bedside. Her legs were intertwined and slightly tilted back, and a piece of purple hair was exposed under her skirt. The edge of the underwear is close to the white and tender legs.
Zhou Jingchen's throat rolled and he looked away.
He took a shower, came out carrying a packaging bag, and knocked on the door.
"have you slept."
Cheng Xi was stunned.
It's Zhou Jingchen.
She sat up from the bed, "Is something wrong?"
"Give you something back."
Cheng Xi's heart was pounding, "Hang it on the door."
There was no movement outside the door. For a moment, Zhou Jingchen's voice became even lower, "It's underwear."
Her face felt hot, she quickly put on her pajamas and opened the door.
Opposite is the staircase. Mrs. Zhou is watching TV on the first floor. Once she looks up, she can easily find it.
Zhou Jingchen was obviously aware of this, so he held her arm, squeezed her gently, entered the bedroom, and closed the door.
Cheng Xi felt inexplicably guilty and stretched out her hand to pull him, "Quickly leave!"
There was a huge disparity in strength between men and women. She dragged him for a long time, but he didn't move at all.
"The underwear has been washed." The desk lamp was dim, and Zhou Jingchen's breath was thick in the hazy light and shadow.
When he bent over, his shirt hugged his chest, and his arched back was smooth. The bones were strong but not too muscular.
Just the right size.
Smells lightly like men's shower gel.
Cheng Xi's fingertips touched her underwear, and it burned her hand as if it was on fire.
"Have you applied any medicine to your feet?"
She was so nervous that she curled her toes, "Aunt Zhou is downstairs."
"I'll leave after you apply the medicine."
Cheng Xi sat down and rolled up her trousers. She didn't like sleeping on a bed frame, but a bed. Zhou Jingchen's condescending posture at this time gave her a sense of aggression that had nowhere to escape.
She tore off the bandage and melted the ointment with her thumb, "What medicine?"
"Reduce swelling and blood stasis." Zhou Jingchen said calmly, "You can also wipe your feet."
Or...
It was the medicine he bought.
Cheng Xi only painted a little and threw it into the drawer.
"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
She couldn't tell what he was asking, so she answered vaguely, "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."
"Xi'er?" Mrs. Zhou called her through the door.
The next second, the lights in the room went out.
Cheng Xi panicked at the sudden darkness, "Zhou Jingchen..."
He reacted quickly and covered her lips.
"Xi'er, why did you turn off the lights?"
The moment the door opened, Cheng Xi shouted anxiously, "Aunt Zhou! I have no clothes on."
Mrs. Zhou laughed, knowing that she was thin-skinned, and withdrew again.
"Your Uncle Zhou's idea is to take advantage of his wide network of contacts and choose a man with an excellent family background for you. Good men do not circulate in the market. It is difficult to get in touch without a common circle."
Zhou Jingchen stood by the bed without saying a word, staring at the ajar door.
Maybe it was because the light was too dark and his face was gloomy.
After a while, he leaned down and put his hands on her side to support the bed, "Don't make any sound."
A moist heat penetrated into his ears, and Cheng Xi couldn't help but get goosebumps, which touched his face.
Mrs. Zhou listened carefully and said, "He is the second son of the Ye family. He graduated from the Public Security University and has an iron job. He is six years older than you. He has a good character and a bright future. Your Uncle Zhou appreciates it very much."
The Ye family is also a well-known family in the city. Their ancestors have a red background. The third generation gave birth to two sons. The eldest son is the most famous. He is in the same class as Zhou Jingchen. Because of them, the aerospace department is booming in enrollment. In the past, there were more men than women in science and engineering. Young, now it is all a women’s army.
The second young master of the Ye family is much more low-key.
"Do you agree?" Zhou Jingchen's eyes were like a deep pool of water, so dark that he couldn't see the bottom.
Cheng Xi met his eyes tremblingly.
He was only 0.01 centimeters away from kissing her.
"There will be more internships in my junior year. We'll talk about it next year."
She couldn't cope with this thrilling scene. She would repeat whatever Zhou Jingchen taught her.
"Say you're sleepy and need to rest."
After a while, Zhou Jingchen walked over and made sure that Mrs. Zhou was no longer in the corridor. He turned back, glanced at Cheng Xi, and walked away.
The door opened and closed, and Cheng Xi seemed to have just been fished out of the water, dripping with sweat.
She calmed down and picked up the bag containing her underwear. The fresh and charming cherry blossom fragrance was full of femininity.
It must be that he specially bought the women's version, or... his residence began to prepare women's products.
Cheng Xi was lost for a long time, folded her underwear and stuffed it into her coat pocket.
...
The next morning, Mrs. Zhou cooked Cheng Xi's favorite salted tofu curd and siu mai with her own hands.
Mrs. Zhou is not only a good cook, but also has a higher emotional intelligence. She has the ability to control her husband. Many rich wives come to her for advice on how to deal with the wild flowers outside and subdue their husbands.
She never boasted, she only praised Zhou Huaikang for being responsible and a good husband and father. Zhou Huaikang had such a good reputation and was considered a clean figure in the circle. Mrs. Zhou's protection was indispensable.
Not long after Cheng Xi came down, Zhou Jingchen also came down.
He had just woken up. His short hair was loose and loose, with a hoarse nasal voice. He didn't even have time to shave his stubble. The color from his chin to the temples was green and very sexy.
Cheng Xi continued to drink the soup with his head down.
Mrs. Zhou scooped up the porridge in the pot, "If you can't get along with the second son of the Ye family, what about the Li family? Mrs. Li has made an appointment with me for tea this weekend. You can accompany me."
"Aunt Zhou, I'm busy this semester, let's wait for the summer vacation."
"It's summer vacation..." Mrs. Zhou estimated the date, "The Li family will go to the south to work in May. The sooner we meet, the better."
Cheng Xi was stunned, "Do you want me to go to the south too?"
Mrs. Zhou smiled, "If you feel homesick, miss me and your Uncle Zhou, you can come back at any time."
Cheng Xi's mind went blank.
Could it be that Mrs. Zhou noticed something?
Eager to extinguish this flame.
Avoid future troubles.
She held the spoon and the food was tasteless.
"Where are you interning?"
Cheng Xi swallowed the egg white in his mouth and said, "In the company of a classmate."
"The salary should be increased. The bag you carry is not cheap."
She woke up from a dream.
It turned out that Mrs. Zhou was not suspicious of her and Zhou Jingchen, but suspected that she was trying to make money and betraying herself.
"That bag... is a high imitation."
Mrs. Zhou was dubious. She could tell the difference between genuine products and parallel imports.
Obviously genuine.
However, it cannot be ruled out that I was not optimistic and made a mistake.
After Zhou Jingchen washed up, he took the coat from the nanny and walked to the restaurant, "Internship or class?"
Cheng Xi stood up hastily as if grasping a life-saving straw, "There is an exam."
"What's the test?"
"Stock investment."
He briefly expressed concern, raised his wrist to check the time, and said, "Let's go together."
Mrs. Zhou stopped her, "Xi'er and I haven't finished talking yet."
"I'll go to the group and see her off on the way."
Zhou Jingchen has a consistent temper, and no one dares to resist him in official matters. At home, he knows how to take care of the overall situation, such as getting married, and Zhou Huaikang and his wife basically rely on him for other small matters.
Cheng Xi put on his hat, said goodbye to Mrs. Zhou, and followed Zhou Jingchen out of the yard.
He didn't drive the Hongqi L9 today, but a silver-white car. Cheng Xi didn't recognize the car logo, and it wasn't a Volkswagen model anyway.
Zhou Jingchen handed her a VIP card from Bank of China, "You don't want to owe the Zhou family too much. The Zhou family doesn't know about this money."
Cheng Xi stared at Ka, vaguely understanding something.
In the past two days, Zhou Jingchen must have carefully considered his relationship with her, and also recalled his close feelings with her. They were very compatible, and they knew each other well. Getting to know a "new person" was far less troublesome than meeting an "old person".
She suppressed her heartbeat and said, "Aren't you going to get married?"
"Not so fast."
Zhou Jingchen leaned against the back of his chair, and the snowy light came in, making it dazzlingly white.
"Whether it's suitable or not is another matter."
Cheng Xi followed his words and blurted out, "What if it's suitable?"
"The right arrangement has the right arrangement."
She understood completely what he meant.
Men's emotional outlook includes not only love, hate, status, but also physical desires.
There is the security of being just and legitimate, and the excitement of underground love is there.
"I don't want it," Cheng Xi said goodbye.
Zhou Jingchen inserted the card into the cuff of her coat, "You don't want it, your mother needs it."
Cheng Xi took out the card and was about to throw it to him when he grabbed her wrist and said, "The card is a card, the others are other, they are not the same thing."
Her breathing was short, her chest bulging, and she pressed softly against the back of Zhou Jingchen's hand.
"The driver is here, don't make trouble." The wait made him feel hot, so he loosened his hand while unbuttoning his collar.
All the way back to school, no one spoke.
The car was lifeless.
When he arrived at school, Cheng Xi went down and "hid the bag in the mirror cabinet in the bathroom."
Zhou Jingchen lowered the car window and before he could speak, Cheng Xi walked away quickly.
"Cheng Xi!"
Zhong Wen, holding a stack of books, rushed over from the cafeteria and stopped her, "You were absent from class yesterday."
Cheng Xi's heart thumped suddenly.
In fact, Zhou Jingchen couldn't pick her up once a month. Every time he stopped at a barbecue restaurant 300 meters away from the school, Cheng Xi went out of school alone for fear of being bumped into by her classmates.
College campuses are the most popular places for romance and gossip.
She had been extra careful and still didn't hide it from Zhong Wen.
"Your boyfriend?" Zhong Wen smiled and said, "That car costs more than two million, you are quite powerful."
Cheng Xi walked around her and said, "No."
"Is that your sponsor?" She said aggressively, "Did you call me godfather? He is very old, right?"
