Confession (Ying Cheng)

Chapter 48: Confess I, like, like, you

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Zhou Jingze took out his mobile phone and lowered his head to flick something. After the two walked out of the school gate, there happened to be a car waiting for them. The two sat in the back row. He took out his mobile phone and booked a hotel on the software. His thumb scrolled on the screen. The young master first screened out the star-rated hotels with the highest rating and best configuration.

Xu Sui went over to take a look, and the price was staggeringly expensive, so he immediately went to grab his mobile phone, and hurriedly said, "I'm just learning, so I don't need to order such an expensive one."

Zhou Jingze paused with his thumb, raised his head and looked at her with a half-smile, and passed the phone over: "Okay, my wife knows how to save me money."

Xu Sui was a little embarrassed by the ridicule. She took the phone, checked it on the software, and booked a room with a discounted price that looked pretty good.

The car arrived at the destination, and the two got off the car. Xu Sui searched around according to the address on the phone, but found that it was a bit detoured, and finally found that the hotel was in an alley, and the signboard displayed on the phone was in front of the shop. She had a kind of Foreboding.

It feels like trickery.

Sure enough, after they found their destination, Xu Sui found that it was a dilapidated express hotel. The front hall was very small, and the front desk staff yawned and opened their cards for them. Zhou Jingze politely said "thank you".

The front desk staff immediately raised their heads when they heard the voice, their eyes lit up a little after seeing Zhou Jingze's face clearly, and everyone became more energetic: "706 go straight to the elevator and turn left."

After arriving at 706, swiping the room card to enter the door, a burst of dust fell, Zhou Jingze's expression collapsed, after the lights were turned on, looking around, there was a bed, a table, and a purple lace sofa from the 1970s. Electric kettle, two cups.

There was a musty smell in the room, Zhou Jingze raised his hand to touch the wall, and water seeped out. Xu Sui compared the pictures on the Internet and found that he had been deceived miserably.

Knowing that Zhou Jingze has a cleanliness habit, she wrinkled her nose and said in a low voice, "Why don't we find another one."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Zhou Jingze grabbed her hand and let out a slight laugh: "That's it, if you keep going on, you won't be able to memorize the book."

Xu Sui glanced at the time, immediately put down his bag, took out his book and reviewed it at the desk. Zhou Jingze followed slowly, holding a lighter in his hand. Orange flames burst out of the tiger's mouth from time to time. He was checking for invisible cameras.

Zhou Jingze is just like this, he looks lazy and carefree on the surface, but in fact he does things steadily and reliably.

After checking around, Zhou Jingze took a chair and sat down next to Xu Sui. Seeing her earnestly reviewing, he raised his hand and pinched her face, raising his eyebrows:

"So short of money?"

Xu Sui licked his lips guiltyly after listening: "Yes."

Zhou Jingze raised his eyebrows and did not speak. He took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, took out a card from it, and put it in front of Xu Sui:

"Your boyfriend is rich."

Xu follower raised his head from the book, met Zhou Jingze's eyes, and realized that he was not joking, and shook his head: "I don't want it, I want to participate in the competition to get the prize money."

"And—maybe you will depend on me to support you in the future." Xu Sui said very quietly.

Zhou Jingze was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, his chest trembling with pleasure: "Okay, then I will wait for you to raise my husband."

Xu Sui made a cross gesture to him, and Zhou Jingze stopped disturbing her. He played with his mobile phone for a while, thinking that the bed here was not clean, so he leaned back on the chair and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Two hours later, Xu Sui finally went through all of them. She shook Zhou Jingze's arm, her eyes brightened: "I'm done reviewing, can you help me to stretch my back."

"Okay." Zhou Jingze opened his eyes and spoke lazily.

Xu Sui sat by the bed, Zhou Jingze stepped on the horizontal bar, sat on the chair and leaned back, flipped through her "Neurobiology", and said in a casual tone, "P45 second paragraph."

"In our country—" Xu Sui recalled it, and was about to recite it, Zhou Jingze turned back again, paused, and asked, "p70, the penultimate paragraph, one of the neurological diseases, neurosis, hi..."

"p72, the case in the third paragraph from the top, the sixth word at the beginning."

Xu Sui counted with his fingers behind his back, subconsciously said: "Huan."

Zhou Jingze flipped through and couldn't find the word he wanted, so he said "tsk" and said, "What's the second person pronoun?"

"you."

"These first words are connected together." Zhou Jingze lowered his voice, and his tone was coaxing.

Xu Sui thought that Zhou Jingze was playing a game with her, and tried his best to connect with his first few questions, so that the answer came out of his mouth word by word:

"I like you."

"Me too."

A low and faint voice fell on the top of his head, Xu Sui raised his eyes in a daze, and bumped into a pair of dark and thick eyes, and it took him a long time to understand. For some reason, Xu Sui wanted to cry.

Being with Zhou Jingze is sweet and sad. I often feel that time passes too fast, and when I don’t see him, it feels like a long time. Xu Sui felt that his biggest delusion was to be with him, Zhou Jingze.

She never expected that Zhou Jingze would say that he liked her.

This time, Xu Sui saw himself in his eyes.

"You fouled." Xu Sui sniffed, his eyes turned red.

A tall and straight figure enveloped him, and Zhou Jingze's lips pressed down, grinding over and over again. Zhou Jingze held her head with one hand, moved his lips down, and freed up one hand to take off his clothes and put it on her body.

Xu Sui's waist hit the edge of the bed, causing pain, and she felt that the blue jeans she was wearing were pulled down between her knees. His thumb rough and slowly stroked her skin, and their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads.

The lights in the hotel room were dim and warm, like an orange that had been peeled. Xu Sui wanted to turn off the light, but Zhou Jingze refused. He twitched slowly, appreciating every inch of her expression.

Water seeped out of the wall again, slowly at first, and then came out in a big wave, and the tide invaded, and the wall skin was peeled off. The old air-conditioning fan blades made a "squeak-squeak" sound, which was very rhythmic.

The rhythm of the air-conditioning fan blades is very slow. First, there is a prelude of "squeak-cheep", repeated slowly, and then like electric acceleration, two short and five long, the rhythm is fast and violent.

But still can not blow off the heat.

From time to time, Xu Sui felt that her vision was blurred, and her limbs ached. She found that Zhou Jingze liked to press her ribs, causing her to frown in pain.

Sweat dripped down the corner of his jaw onto her collarbone, Xu Sui felt like wrung clothes, Zhou Jingze still refused to let her go, pressing her ribs over and over again.

It seems to let her remember the pain at this moment, and remember who the man in front of her is at this moment.

In the next second, Zhou Jingze ran his thumb along the hair from her forehead to the back of her ears, her eyelashes were slightly wet, and her voice was hoarse: "Who am I?"

Xu Sui was tortured unbearably, he felt like he was floating in the waves, tears were about to fall out: "Zhou Jingze."

With a snap, "Neurobiology" fell to the damp floor. The wind blowing from the old-fashioned vertical air conditioner in the room is a bit stuffy. As soon as the wind blows, the book is flipped, and finally stops on a human neural diagram.

There is a saying in anthropology that staring at a person's eyes for a long time is said to be able to see love, which is the information conveyed on the optic nerve endings. What do you see

really like you.

Me too.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Xu Sui fell asleep and lay next to him, with long hair like waterfalls and closed eyelashes, obediently like a doll. Zhou Jingze ran his fingertips through her hair. He was naked on his upper body and only wore a pair of black trousers. He got up and smoked a cigarette.

Halfway through the cigarette, Zhou Jingze put the cigarette by the table and went to the bathroom. When he came back, the toilet in the bathroom was still making the sound of water being pumped, and the screen of the mobile phone on the table was on.

Zhou Jingze had a cigarette in his mouth, exhaling gray smoke from time to time. He turned on his phone, and a message came in on the notification bar. When he clicked on it, it was a message from Yesening:

[Zhou, I'm back in China, this is the big surprise I told you. Interesting enough, come back to celebrate your birthday in person. Now I'm drinking with them at midnight, would you like to come over?]

A piece of cigarette ash fell on the phone screen, Zhou Jingze squinted his eyes, brushed away the cigarette ash with his thumb, typed in the dialog box and sent:

[You play, I'm with my wife.]