Chen Zhe didn't remember his birthday, nor did his sister. Unexpectedly, it was Zhou Yuhan, who had always been at odds with him, who celebrated his birthday.
So touching.
He wished he could agree to her with his body and mind, and take whatever position she chose, just to repay her kindness.
It's a pity that Zhou Yuhan seems to be particularly cold today, and the relationship between the two of them, which had improved, has turned to a freezing point. On the contrary, Ye Jiaying and the others are talking and laughing, and they are very familiar with Chen Zhe.
Why the hell is this Miss Zhou so incorrigible and always showing me such a dead look?
There's no way the fates are in conflict with each other.
However, Chen Zhe was still in a good mood today. He drank a lot of wine without using his true energy. The four girls combined could not drink as much as him.
The champagne was finished, and there was still red wine.
The red wine here is not the tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of bottles that Jiang Xiaoqiao drank that time. Not all second-generation rich people are as prodigal as Jiang Xiaoqiao.
This wine costs a few hundred dollars a bottle, but it's good stuff. It's at least as bad as Lafite.
Maybe good wine is so bad to drink. Look at the wine that costs five yuan a bottle. It tastes so sweet, just like a drink, and you don’t get drunk even after drinking it.
Chen Zhe, who was up, and a few others were playing rock, paper, scissors, while those who were losing were drinking.
Of course, Chen Zhe lost the most.
He is not drunk.
Chen Zhe yelled: "I am a big man. Even if the four of you come together to drink, you are no match for me."
I'm not drunk, but my body just won't obey its control...
After being supported and half-carried into a room by a few sober girls, Chen Zhe felt a little dizzy. He was born with a bad ability to drink, and he didn't use his true energy to relieve his hangover. It was normal for him to drink too much.
After lying down for a while, wanting to sleep but not being able to get up, Chen Zhe staggered out of bed and planned to go outside to enjoy the cool breeze.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a pale female ghost with disheveled hair covering half of her face, wearing a loose dress. She suddenly woke up from seven points of drunkenness.
"Damn it, Sadako,"
Chen Zhe took a look, jumped up suddenly, and all the wine turned into sweat and ran out.
The "female ghost" at the door frowned and said displeasedly: "Who is Sadako?"
The voice is soft and pure, but it lacks Jiang Xiaoqiao's charming feeling. It sounds just as good.
"I said, Xiaohan, don't bring something so scary. Brother, I have a bad heart. What if you are scared to death and fall apart? But a white and yellow skirt is pretty." Chen Zhe opened the door, and Zhou Yuhan left. Come in.
She always entered Chen Zhe's room whenever she wanted, just like her own bedroom, without any regard for Chen Zhe's privacy.
"I usually think you're quite courageous, but it turns out you're afraid of ghosts," Zhou Yuhan said in a disdainful voice, but a little proudly.
No wonder, since I met Chen Zhe, he has been teased all kinds of times and has rarely won. This time he is back in the game, which is gratifying.
Chen Zhe picked up half a glass of water from the bedside, poured it directly into his throat and wiped his mouth: "I'm sorry,"
Zhou Yuhan was disgusted with his vulgar actions, frowned and said: "I was wondering if I should let grandpa take you for a while to teach you to be more polite."
"Why, I'm not his grandson-in-law. You sneaking into my room in the middle of the night doesn't give me a good reputation. Tell me if you have anything to do." Chen Zhe sat down heavily on the bed and was bounced up by the big bed.
Zhou Yuhan's face was flushed, probably because she was drunk. She didn't drink as much as Chen Zhe. However, her drinking capacity was not as good as Chen Zhe's, so she was probably even more drunk than Chen Zhe.
She sat down on the bed and sighed softly.
This sigh seems to have a thousand words.
The lights in Chen Zhe's room had long been turned off, but the light from outside the villa came in, making the place half-dark and half-dark. Neither of them could clearly see each other's expressions, which was a bit ambiguous.
It still lacks a pink light, so it looks a bit like a bad place.
Chen Zhe was wondering: Zhou Yuhan has always been cold-spoken and doesn't smile very much this week. His facial paralysis is as bad as Yang Hui's. What's going on today?
Who is this sentimental look for?
Chen Zhe got up from the bed and sat side by side with Zhou Yuhan. Zhou Yuhan stepped aside to stay away from him.
Chen Zhe didn't speak, and Zhou Yuhan sighed again.
If the handsome guy is kind and affectionate, he will probably ask: "Why is the little lady sighing? Can you tell me that I am not talented? Even if I can't solve the problem, I can still listen to it to relieve the little lady's sorrow."
But Chen Zhe is not that kind of person.
Zhou Yuhan sighed, and he also sighed.
It was Zhou Yuhan who asked him first: "Why are you sighing?"
Chen Zhe spread his hands helplessly: "I wanted to sleep, but you interrupted me. Tell me what happened. But I am your bodyguard. Being a psychiatrist requires overtime pay."
"My eyes widen when I see money."
Zhou Yu coldly hummed.
One didn't want to talk, the other didn't want to listen, so it was a quiet moment.
Chen Zhe felt bored and moved his buttocks closer to Zhou Yuhan.
The strange thing is that Zhou Yuhan did not dodge, but still sat there, as if he allowed the two of them to sit side by side.
Chen Zhe tilted his upper body and leaned gently against Zhou Yuhan. Zhou Yuhan seemed to have something on his mind and didn't say anything.
Smelling the odor of alcohol on Zhou Yuhan's body, Chen Zhe frowned: "You drank again,"
Zhou Yuhan didn't say anything, picked up a bottle of wine from the side and took a sip.
I actually drank it.
I said that with her temperament, she dared to come here during the day, but how dare she enter my master’s bedroom at night.
Zhou Yuhan glanced at Chen Zhe, frowned and said, "Don't you feel cold?"
"It's not cold. The room temperature is about 20 degrees, which is just right." Chen Zhe, who was wearing a pair of large pants, said carelessly, not feeling indecent at all.
Zhou Yuhan took another sip of wine.
Chen Zhe frowned. Why do rich second-generation beauties seem to like drinking? He remembered that Jiang Xiaoqiao would always fill half a glass of wine when he had nothing to do.
Think of Jiang Xiaoqiao, and then look at Zhou Yuhan.
One dares to take the initiative to tease him, and the other doesn't react after being teased by him. There is such a difference. You have such a pretty face, but you seduced me to make me feel secretly happy and lose a few ounces of meat. It's so selfish.
Chen Zhe took the bottle, drank a few sips, and then handed the bottle to her.
Zhou Yuhan's face was slightly angry, he glanced at the wine bottle, put it next to him, and stopped drinking.
She is mysophobic and doesn't like to drink things that others have drunk.
"well……"
Zhou Yuhan sighed and glanced at Chen Zhe: "Do you know what impression you have in my mind?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to know," Chen Zhe answered resolutely. He knew that he definitely didn't have a good impression on Zhou Yuhan, and he would never be happy if she told her.
He didn't want to hear it, but Zhou Yuhan wanted to say it.
She was thin, wearing only a long skirt. Looking in the dim light, she looked much prettier than Sadako.
"Sister Qi has always asked us to match up, you know," Zhou Yuhan said quietly, but his tone was a little softer.
In his impression, she had never spoken to him in such a nice tone. Chen Zhe felt itchy in his heart, wondering if this girl wanted to commit herself to him.
If she pounces on me and takes off my clothes, should I obey, ignore her or resist, should I be more proactive or passive?
Chen Zhe didn't say anything, and Zhou Yuhan talked to himself: "I grew up in the Zhou family, and the surroundings were cold and boring. My grandfather was the only one who treated me better, but because of his special status, he definitely couldn't treat me like an ordinary person. That’s how a grandpa treats his granddaughter,”
Chen Zhe still didn't speak, just looked at Zhou Yuhan.
This girl's breasts are not as good as Shen Rongrong's.
Zhou Yuhan didn't seem to notice Chen Zhe's gaze: "Actually, the person I like and envy the most in this world is Sister Qi. She comes from a clean background, has no burdens, dares to think and do, and is capable. She is something I can only dream of." People who do it,”
Chen Zhe said oh and nodded.
Could it be that this little girl has fallen in love with my sister? It is said that she has never been in a relationship and has never been rumored to be a celebrity. Could she be a lesbian?
Zhou Yuhan continued: "Sister Qi has always asked us to match up, and always tells me how good you are. I am a little curious about you. Originally, there was no Jiangcheng stop during the concert, but I added it later, just to see Sister Qi like this. What kind of brother does a woman have?"
"I must be disappointed," Chen Zhe smiled.
Of course Zhou Yuhan nodded.
She said mercilessly: "I really doubt how Sister Qi could have a brother like you. There is such a huge gap. But although you like gangsters, you are still a little better than some people."
I don’t know if this is a compliment or a derogation, but Chen Zhe just took it as a good word.
With how this girl Zhou Yuhan feels about Chen Zhe, there is no way in her life that she would ever praise Chen Zhe.
Zhou Yuhan sighed: "At first I thought you were lewd, but later I thought you were shameless, but in general, you are quite similar to Sister Qi in some aspects. They are both very capable. They never talk about caring about people, but they are always able to show their concern at critical moments. It comes in handy…”
Chen Zhe took a breath of cool air.
This bitch doesn't mean to... doesn't mean to... doesn't mean that.
Confess.
Chen Zhe was very confused. He liked the little girl very much. He liked her very much.
He didn't know if this was love. Anyway, if someone wanted to bully Qin Xin, he would risk his life to find that person even if he was never reincarnated.
But it's always a good thing when a girl confesses her love.
At the end of Zhou Yuhan's words, she leaned her head directly on Chen Zhe's shoulder. She didn't express her feelings, but just said a few words like "You're actually not that bad", "You're not worthless", "You're better than Huang Yi" People are stronger."
After saying that, she came closer.
Chen Zhe silently chanted Amitabha in his heart. This is the time to test a man's patience. Although Zhou Yuhan is beautiful, he must not be tempted.
It doesn't matter if you can't be tempted...it doesn't matter if you take action.
Even if she likes me, I can't refuse her. A man can feel sad, but he can't feel sorry for the girl who loves you... Are you right?
Chen Zhe forgot that Zhou Yuhan never said he liked him.
Zhou Yuhan leaned on his shoulder, but already had one hand on Chen Zhe's chest.
Chen Zhe was only wearing a pair of large underpants, and Zhou Yuhan's skin was like water, rubbing against his chest, feeling cool and gentle.
"Well, I think..."
As soon as he spoke, Zhou Yuhan made a lightning move and hit Chen Zhe on the lower abdomen with his arm at a very close distance.
It's over.
The little girl talked for a long time, she came to sneak attack me, it hurts, the attack was really dark.
As soon as Chen Zhe bent down, he felt that Zhou Yuhan had grabbed his wrist, pushed his shoulder and twisted it, and one knee had already reached his waist.
The attack was sharp and fast, another sneak attack, but Chen Zhe was still distracted.
He didn't hide away, and he couldn't be cruel, so Chen Zhe was held down by Zhou Yuhan and half-pouted on the bed. Zhou Yuhan pressed him firmly: "It seems that my first impression of you was the most correct,"