When she was in high school, Zhu Xingyao always thought Jiang Tu was very cold. She found it hard to imagine what it would be like if he fell in love one day. He might not say "I like you", let alone "I love you".
Zhu Xingyao could feel Jiang Tu's irrepressible love. He held her earlobe in his mouth, and she felt her ears and heart numb.
"Brother Tu..."
Zhu Xingtu's body trembled slightly, and she turned around and hugged him. She remembered what Li Xixi said, "I love you" is the phrase a man likes to say most in bed. She could not only feel Jiang Tu's psychological love for her, but also that he was restrained every time he kissed her.
She blushed and leaned close to his ear, whispering, "Do you want to receive your birthday present in advance?"
Jiang Tu looked down at her, his eyes silent and restrained. He did not explain that the birthday gift he wanted before was marriage. He hugged her and stood up, and put her on the sofa. He held her face and smiled helplessly: "Xingxing, I didn't come all the way to find you for this." He inserted his slender fingers into her hair and said softly, "You have to practice with the orchestra tomorrow and prepare for the performance. If you really do something, it will affect you. And I came here without telling you anything. I can't stay too long. I have to leave tomorrow. I don't want you to think back to our first time like this. You woke up and had a nightmare. You couldn't find me even if you turned around. I couldn't rush to your side immediately if you called me."
Zhu Xingyao raised her delicate and beautiful face, her eyes shining like stars.
She had never suffered from hardship or fatigue since she was a child. She was a shining star wherever she went. Meeting Jiang Tu might be her calamity. She had experienced thousands of emotions because of him. However, she still felt that the luckiest thing in her life was meeting Jiang Tu.
The two walked on the streets of a foreign country. Zhu Xingyao took Jiang Tu's hand and took him to a nearby restaurant for dinner.
At night, Jiang Tu took out the medicine bottle from her suitcase and looked at it carefully. He didn't know much about these medicines and was about to use his mobile phone to check. Zhu Xingyao took the medicine bottle and his mobile phone away and took the initiative to explain to him.
Jiang Tu hugged her and whispered, "Don't eat this anymore. Call me if you have a nightmare next time."
Zhu Xingyao looked up at him: "And then?"
Jiang Tu lowered his eyes: "I'll coax you to sleep."
Zhu Xingyao was happy, she smiled brightly: "How are you going to coax me? Sing for me?"
She had never heard him sing.
"Can you sing?" she asked seriously.
"I sang it in kindergarten." Jiang Tu lowered his head and smiled. He held her in his arms. They lay on the bed together. He hugged her sideways. "I'll try. If it sounds too bad, you can stop."
Zhu Xingyao laughed non-stop. She hadn't felt so relaxed and happy in a long time.
It turns out that how can someone with such a nice voice sing badly
After Jiang Tu returned to China, Zhu Xingyao still remembered him singing Mayday's "Gentleness" in her ear, in a deep and beautiful voice.
I want to get closer but the dawn is lonely
I don't know, I don't understand, I don't want, why my heart
The beauty of love is always in loneliness
Give you my best love again
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Another weekend, Jiang Tu went back to Shu Xian's place for dinner. Jiang Lu, who hadn't been seen for a long time, finally dared to show up. The two brothers sat on the sofa. Jiang Lu smiled and shouted in a frivolous manner: "Brother, you are very popular in my live broadcast room recently, did you know that? Every time I start a live broadcast, someone asks me to let you show your face."
Jiang Tu looked at him coldly: "How dare you say that?"
Jiang Lu coughed and scratched his head: "What's the big deal... You all have been written into a book. People around me and fans in my live broadcast room have basically read it. I also heard that someone wants to buy the film and television rights, but Lin Jiayu has not agreed. I guess she doesn't dare to sell it because she is afraid of you scolding her."
The book "Waiting for the Stars" became a huge hit, and many film and television companies came to us wanting to buy the copyright.
Although Zhu Xingyao had already said that Lin Jiayu could do whatever she wanted with the book, Lin Jiayu was still very worried. She only agreed to cooperate with the publishing editor. The price offered by the film and television company was very tempting, but she also refused.
Jiang Tu frowned: "You watched it too?"
"I saw it." Jiang Lu smiled and snorted, "Lin Jiayu is really short-sighted. What's so good about Lu Ji's secret crush?"
Jiang Tu did not comment: "This is her business."
Lin Jiayu did not agree to sell the film and television copyright, not only because of her concerns for him, but also for Lu Ji.
The aroma of stewed pork ribs came from the kitchen. Jiang Lu thought for a moment and said, "Sister-in-law is performing abroad recently, right? Mom has been embarrassed to tell you, and she wants you to bring sister-in-law back for dinner when you have time. She was just watching her last concert from the audience, but she didn't even get to talk to her."
Shu Xian had been thinking about this matter for a long time, but her relationship with Jiang Tu was strained, so she didn't dare to speak directly.
Jiang Tu was silent for a moment, remembering what Zhu Xingyao said, "Maybe after a while."
At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang Tu got up and left. He drove to the People's Hospital.
The day before Jiang Tu went to Dubai, he came to the hospital to see Ding Xiang. He came once a week, and now the nurses in the hospital seemed to know him. When he came, a nurse smiled at him. In the ward, Ding Xiang was still chatting with his wife, and a nurse pushed open the door and said with a smile: "Hey, your friend is here to see you again."
Ding Xiang asked, "Who is it?"
The nurse said, "The most handsome one, the male lead of Waiting for the Stars!"
Jiang Tu walked to the door and frowned when he heard this. Ding Xiang was moved when he saw him, "Brother Tu! Why did you come to see me again?"
Jiang Tu had nothing in his hands. He didn't bring anything with him. He said, "I came to take a look on the way."
Ding Xiang's wife quickly pulled a chair for him and asked with a smile, "Where are the stars?"
"Still in Dubai, will be back tomorrow night." Jiang Tu nodded to her.
Ding Xiang recalled what Jiang Tu said last time, and he smiled and said, "I have recovered very well recently, Brother Tu, don't worry, I will definitely be able to help you with the proposal on your birthday next month."
Jiang Tu sat down and looked at Ding Xiang, who still had a splint on her arm: "Don't be in a hurry to propose, wait a little longer."
Ding Xiang exclaimed: "Why?"
"Wait a little longer, there's no rush."
Zhu Xingyao was afraid of getting pregnant and having children. Jiang Tu felt that she might not be ready for marriage. He was not sure whether proposing to her now would cause psychological pressure, since she had been waiting for so many years anyway.
It’s okay to wait a little longer.
It's the same whether two people are together, married or in love.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Tu walked into the supermarket and bought some daily necessities and a few bottles of soy milk that Zhu Xingyao liked to drink. He stood in front of the shelf next to the cash register, picked up a box with an expressionless face, looked at it, put it down, and changed to another model.
He carried his things upstairs and entered the code to open the door.
The curtains in the living room were open, and the neon lights of the city shone faintly in. Jiang Tu felt something was strange at home. He turned on the light and looked down to see a pair of brown short boots with small high heels next to him.
He saw the pair that Zhu Xingyao was wearing in Dubai a few days ago.
Jiang Tu was stunned for a moment. He looked up and glanced at the empty living room. There was a pink thermos on the dining table, which also belonged to Zhu Xingyao.
Jiang Tu put his things on the entrance cabinet and walked towards the master bedroom.
The bedroom door was closed, and a dim light shone through the crack. He gently pushed the door open. The air conditioner was on in the room, and the air was warm. The bulge on the bed moved, and she climbed up with messy hair, wearing his pajamas, which had a large neckline, revealing her fair and delicate collarbone.
Jiang Tu stood at the door, looking at her intently, with a hint of uncertainty.
Zhu Xingyao was sleepy, hugging the quilt, and asked softly: "Why did you come back just now?"
"I should be the one asking you why you came back so early." Jiang Tu walked to the bedside, his voice a little hoarse, and his slender fingers lifted the hair around her mouth and put it behind her ear, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Zhu Xingyao raised her head, knelt on the bed and hooked her arms around his neck. Jiang Tu bent down to cooperate. She answered the question irrelevantly: "Brother Tu, change the password for the house door. I succeeded on my first try. "Waiting for the Stars" is so popular now. My birthday and your birthday are clearly written in it. What if someone knows your home address and comes to try and opens the door? A thief will get in. It's best to change the password on your phone." She looked into his deep dark eyes and suddenly felt a little nervous. Her voice became weak. "I didn't attend the band's celebration party. I changed my flight ticket and came back early."
She had a hard time falling asleep on the plane, but unexpectedly she fell asleep in his bed and slept from seven to ten.
"Anything else?" he asked quietly, running his long fingers through her hair and pressing the back of her head.
Zhu Xingyao lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look into his eyes again. She closed her eyes: "No more..."
The next second, he lowered his head and kissed her, a little impatiently.
Zhu Xingyao lost her balance and fell backwards. The headboard was made of solid wood. His hands protected her, so she didn't get hurt. There was only a bang. Jiang Tu looked down at her. Zhu Xingyao opened her eyes with a red face. Her eyes were full of smiles. She raised her hand to take off his glasses.
Jiang Tu kissed her again, his lips pressed against her delicate neck, and asked softly, "Are you not going home tonight?"
"Hmm..." Zhu Xingtu closed his eyes tightly, hugged his back, and whispered, "My parents don't know I'm back yet."
Jiang Tu felt that she was still wearing the necklace he gave her around her neck. He touched the pendant and asked, "Did you wear it during the performance?"
“Hmm…” Zhu Xingyao opened her eyes and looked at him with a red face.
Jiang Tu let go of the pendant and stood up. "Wait for me."
He went out quickly. Zhu Xingyao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that they didn't buy necessities. She sat up hugging the quilt, and her shoulders looked cold and pale against the dark quilt. Unexpectedly, Jiang Tu came in soon, and she saw the small box in his hand.
The air conditioner made a humming sound for a while.
Zhu Xingyao was very afraid of cold weather, so she turned on the air conditioner since Jiang Tu's house didn't have floor heating. Now, she regretted it a little. The air became hot and humid, and she could hardly breathe. She had cried before, and her eyelashes were still wet. She opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Tu. His eyes were scarlet, his neck was clean-lined, and his jawline was tightly clenched. His Adam's apple slid up and down with his breathing.
Zhu Xingyao had never seen him like this before and found it extremely sexy. She couldn't help but reach out to touch him, her fingertips covered in sweat.
Jiang Tu held her face in his hands, suppressing his emotions as he said, "Xingxing, are you still feeling bad?"
She still felt pain, but she didn't want him to endure it.
So she shook her head.
Pretending to be strong has serious consequences. When Zhu Xingyao's head hit the wooden headboard for the first time, she felt for a moment that the bed might collapse. Jiang Tu protected her head and first asked her if it hurt. Later, he said he wanted to change the bed. When he carried her to take a shower, he looked at the empty bathroom and said, "Let's install a bathtub next time."
Jiang Tu remembered that there was a large bathtub in the bathroom in her bedroom.
Zhu Xingyao was too tired to talk. She put her face against his chest and whispered, "No need..."
The night has fallen into deep silence.
After returning to the room, Zhu Xingyao fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the bed.
It was not until noon the next day that Zhu Xingyao opened her eyes and found that the bed sheets had been changed and were still dark. Jiang Tu was sitting on the single sofa by the window and turned his head to look over. He stood up and walked over.
She propped herself up and prepared to sit up, but as soon as she moved, she frowned and lay back down, looking up at the ceiling.
No wonder Jiang Tu said last time that it would affect her performance. Her body was completely out of control and her waist and legs didn’t feel like her own.
Jiang Tu was wearing a black sportswear, looking refreshed. He leaned over the bed and asked in a low voice, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
What's wrong
Zhu Xingyao struggled for a while, then sat up hugging the quilt. She frowned at him and said, "Brother Tu, you went a little too far last night."
Jiang Tu was silent for a moment, then he leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth: "I'm sorry, I've missed you for many years."
So, it got a little out of control.
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