deliberate kiss

Chapter 104
The password of the villa was changed by Zhou Jingwei to her birthday. On the first day she moved in, Zhou Jingwei also entered her fingerprints.

After entering the door, the room was very quiet without exception.

Cheng Weiyue saw her slippers at the entrance, they should have been cleaned again, as clean as if the tag had just been removed.

She put on her slippers, went upstairs to put her luggage away, and then rushed to the kitchen.

After eating so many meals made by Zhou Jingwei, she hasn't cooked a serious meal for him yet.

Cheng Weiyue thought, it was a courtesy for her to cook dinner today.

The ingredients in the refrigerator are complete, and Cheng Weiyue brought out some basic melons, fruits and fresh meat.

She doesn't know how to handle seafood and can only use these ingredients.

It was still early, and she still had an afternoon to prepare slowly.

Cheng Weiyue took out her mobile phone and started to make Baidu's home cooking.

Since it is going to be done, of course it is necessary to keep improving.

The corners of Cheng Weiyue's lips curled up a little unconsciously, and her eyes were filled with tiny gleams.

And in the Zhou family's old house, Lin Xuansu was looking at Zhou Jingwei who was standing in front of her, weeping.

When she was young, her appearance was astonishing to the world, and now even if the years have changed and overlapped, she has not left too many traces.

Time never defeats a beauty, and to some extent, this sentence is true.

Zhou Bingquan just left.

Lin Xuansu would lose control of her emotions when she saw him. The personal doctor said that according to Lin Xuansu's current physical fitness, she can't be stimulated too much anymore.

There were only mother and child in the room.

The sunlight came in from the window lattice on the side and sprinkled in the quaint room.

"Jingwei. You. How have you been all these years?" Lin Xuansu took the initiative to speak, her eyes flickering with anxiety.

"Very good." Zhou Jingwei stood by the window, looked out the window lazily, and spoke softly.

Probably because he realized that he was too cold, he paused, and then said: "Don't worry."

"It's good, it's good, it's me. I'm just. I'm worried about you. If you say you're doing well, mom can rest assured."

Lin Xuansu was tongue-tied for a while, and the fingers of both hands placed on the quilt were tightly twisted together, "That incident didn't leave you any sequelae, did it?"

Some things are long-term illnesses, if you don't mention them, it will be fine. Once you mention them, it will always be painful.

Zhou Jingwei lowered his eyes, and the coldness around him became even heavier.

He finally turned his face to look at Lin Xuansu, and after a while, his eyebrows drooped: "There is no sequelae."

Lin Xuansu felt a lot easier with the naked eye.

It's just that the atmosphere in the room was too oppressive, and her relaxation was only for a moment, and then the depression reappeared.

She forced a smile and said, "Jingwei, I heard from the Zhou family that you don't live in the old house now, so where do you live?"

"I live with my girlfriend." When Zhou Jingwei said this, he really wanted to take out his phone and ask Cheng Weiyue what he was doing.

But Lin Xuansu's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Lin Xuansu was very pleasantly surprised, and asked with a smile: "Girlfriend, do you have a girlfriend? Which family is the girl from? Is she good-looking?"

Only then did Zhou Jingwei's eyes have a soft gleam.

He sat down on the chair beside him, put his slender fingers on the armrest of the chair, and nodded casually, "Scholarly, very beautiful, with a good personality, kind and gentle, I... love her very much."

Lin Xuansu was also very happy to hear that.

She is different from Zhou Bingquan, she doesn't care about being in the same family or marrying a wife, as long as her son likes it.

Lin Xuansu quickly asked: "Then how is the relationship between this girl's parents?"

Zhou Jingwei thought about Cheng Weiyue's appearance, it was obvious that he grew up in a loving family so that he was so gentle and harmless.

He said lightly: "It should be very good."

Lin Xuansu let go of the last bit of uneasiness, and she showed the most sincere smile after waking up: "Be nice to her girl, don't bully her, such a good girl, you should hurry up and know?"

Wen Cun flashed across Zhou Jingwei's eyes, and it was rare to be a little solemn: "I know."

This topic effectively eased the embarrassing atmosphere between the mother and son.

In the following time, Zhou Jingwei listened to Lin Xuansu talking about his childhood fun in a nostalgic tone, and he was listening from the beginning to the end.

Speaking of the latter, Lin Xuansu finally felt sleepy.

She blinked her sour eyes, looked at Zhou Jingwei in front of her, and said with reluctance: "Mom may have to rest, Jingwei next time, can you bring your girlfriend to show mom?"

"No."

Lin Xuansu's face darkened, she gave a wry smile, and said without hesitation, "I have no other intentions, if you don't want to take it, don't take it, it's nothing."

"Three months later," Zhou Jingwei got up, with a casual look, but his eyes were serious: "After three months, I will ask her if she would like to come back with me."

The bitterness in Lin Xuansu's heart was swept away, and she said yes with a smile.

Accompanied by the housekeeper, Zhou Jingwei walked to the door of Zhou's house.

The butler handed him his suit jacket and asked, "Master, are you coming back tomorrow?"

Zhou Jingwei thought, Cheng Weiyue should be back soon in these two days.

He walked to the blackbadge beside him, opened the car door, and said calmly, "Don't wait for me."

The housekeeper paused for a moment before he lowered his head and said, "Understood, young master."

On the way, Zhou Jingwei drove the car very fast.

The old past that Lin Xuansu opened just now made him feel a great sense of suffocation.

In fact, he has never forgotten it. Who can forget it?
He was poisoned by his own mother and almost lost his life. How could he forget?
Zhou Jingwei thought that it was around that time that his personality became so cold.

It seems that as long as the feelings are suppressed, they will not hurt themselves.

Xiangshan Wangfu and Zhou's old house are separated by an hour and a half by car.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon when Zhou Jingwei arrived at home.

I thought it would be always deserted.

But the moment he pushed open the door, he saw Cheng Weiyue's coat hanging on the hanger in the entrance, so his heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

He didn't know why, but his eye sockets were a little hot.

He walked in with light steps, and heard the little girl whispering from the kitchen.

"Why is it so salty? The tutorial is to add two spoons of salt, there is nothing wrong with it"

Zhou Jingwei walked to the door of the kitchen and smelled the smell of burnt food inside.

Cheng Weiyue stood with her back to herself, the fire on the stove was not turned off, and a lump of unknown color was cooking inside.

And she studied the recipes on the phone quite seriously, still talking in a low voice.

"A proper amount of starch should be added to thicken the sauce. How much starch is the proper amount of starch?"

She muttered in a low voice, and suddenly someone hugged her waist from behind.

Cheng Weiyue smelled the deserted fragrance from Zhou Jingwei's body.

(End of this chapter)