deliberate kiss

Chapter 183 Who Is Provoking
"Tsk," Cheng Weiyue teased, "It's really stingy to give me such a gift."

Zhou Jingwei got up, stepped forward with his long legs, and walked in front of Cheng Weiyue.

He bent down, put his hands on both sides of Cheng Weiyue's seat, his eyes were slightly interested, and there was a little smile: "Then what do you want?"

Cheng Weiyue didn't want anything, it was just a joke just now.

Just as she was about to explain, Zhou Jingwei had already spoken again, and he said very seriously, but also casually: "I'll give myself to you, Yueyue, everything I can have is yours."

The temptation was too great, Cheng Weiyue couldn't say no to it.

Lawyer Zhou sent himself out of the first step, which was to move back to the master bedroom at night.

Cheng Weiyue closed her eyes, but her eyelashes trembled unknowingly.

Zhou Jingwei gently hugged her from behind.

He brushed the tip of his nose across the back of her neck and kissed her.

He made such ambiguous actions, but when he asked, he was very calm, without any whimsical thoughts: "After the Chinese New Year, what kind of job do you plan to look for?"

After all, in one month, it will be the end of the year.

Cheng Weiyue's mind was a little unclear, she answered every question without any concealment: "I plan to go to the film crew for an internship."

"Have you decided which entertainment company to apply for?" Zhou Jingwei touched her arm with his fingertips, circling it casually, and seemed to mention it casually: "Zhou's also has an entertainment company."

"No, I have to find it myself." Cheng Weiyue didn't think about it.

Zhou Jingwei smiled, but his eyes were dark.

But when he spoke again, there was still nothing unusual in his tone, he said, "It doesn't matter, it's up to you."

Cheng Weiyue was busy with resignation today, and took a three-hour photography class in the afternoon, but she was actually a little sleepy.

She rubbed her eyes and said softly, "Zhou Jingwei, I want to sleep."

It was indeed getting late at night, Zhou Jingwei said yes, and patted her on the back lightly.

Not long after Cheng Weiyue fell asleep, the screen of her phone on the side of her pillow lit up, and it was an unfamiliar number with no notes, and its attribution was displayed in Jingcheng.

Zhou Jingwei looked at it for a moment, then picked up the phone.

He walked to the balcony, closed the door, and then connected the phone.

There was a lengthy silence on the other end.

Then Zhou Jingwei heard Li Zhao's voice.

Li Zhao said, "Brother Shen, who are you calling with my mobile phone?"

It turned out to be the case.

Zhou Jingwei clasped the railing with his hands, his posture was lazy, but his lips were slightly pursed, showing a faint sharpness.

On the other side, the silent Zhao Hanchen finally spoke, with a hoarse voice: "Ningning, it's so late, did I wake you up?"

Zhou Jingwei narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He said coolly, with indifference: "Since you know it's a wake-up call, you shouldn't do it."

Zhao Han's heavy breathing became very heavy, and his eyes suddenly turned deep red where Zhou Jingwei could not see.

"Why is Cheng Weiyue's cell phone here with you?" Zhao Han paused, gnashing his teeth in a much more tone: "Are you living together?"

Zhou Jingwei acquiesced.

Li Zhao saw Zhao Hanchen who was sitting on the sofa suddenly stand up.

His face was livid, and the veins on his forehead were extremely ferocious.

Before Li Zhao could say anything to dissuade him, Zhao Hanchen kicked over the low coffee table in front of him.

Every word he said was almost squeezed out between his teeth, full of danger: "Zhou Jingwei, you shouldn't provoke me like this."

"Now you are provoking me!" Zhou Jingwei's voice was not much colder, and the frost in his eyes formed thick ice.

"Where's Cheng Weiyue? Ask her to answer the phone. I have something very important to talk to her about." Zhao Hanshen didn't forget the purpose of the call.

Zhou Jingwei just sneered and pulled the corners of his lips: "She's already asleep."

Zhao Hanchen heard the sound of his dignity being crushed, it was so embarrassing, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Li Zhao straightened the coffee table silently, looked at Zhao Han's ugly face, and said cautiously, "Brother Shen, are you okay?"

Zhao Hanchen is indeed not very good.

His brain ached, he sat back slowly, and said in a low voice, "Leave me alone for a while."

Seeing him like this, Li Zhao couldn't say anything, so he walked out.

With the sound of the door being closed, Zhao Han slowly opened his eyes.

His eyelids were scarlet, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Now that the situation has developed, all his remedies seem absurd.

He tried so hard to make up for the harm he caused to Cheng Weiyue, he didn't hesitate to cede the land to Qin He for compensation, and let everything she cared about be preserved.

But she didn't even want to look at it.

It's only been two months, has she really fallen in love with Zhou Jingwei with all her heart?
How could it be so ridiculous.

His former good brother is with his favorite girl.

They are in love, what is he?
On the other side, Zhou Jingwei returned to the room calmly, looked at Cheng Weiyue who was sleeping soundly, and hugged her gently.

The latter turned over in his arms, and mumbled, "Zhou Jingwei, you are so cold."

"Well," Zhou Jingwei said in a gentle tone, "the wind outside is really strong."

"Then are you cold?"

"Little Moon hugs me, and I won't be cold anymore."

"Then..." Cheng Weiyue raised her hand and touched Zhou Jingwei's arm: "I'll hold you."

Cheng Weiyue didn't know what happened that night, Zhou Jingwei even secretly deleted the record of the unpleasant call.

He didn't intend to mention this matter to Cheng Weiyue at all.

It's just adding troubles, he won't let these troubles bother Cheng Weiyue.

After the work was over, Cheng Weiyue went back to school to tidy up the things in the dormitory.

The beds of Li Die and Chen Yixin were quite empty, only the bedding and pillows left on the bed.

There is no need to go back to school in my senior year, the only thing I need is the few days before the graduation ceremony.

That is, in those few days, you may need to live in the dormitory for a while.

Sitting alone in the lively dormitory, Cheng Weiyue felt a little sad.

During the four years of college, there was a mess of odds and ends in the dormitory.

Cheng Weiyue packed the things she still needed into the suitcase, and threw the unnecessary things into the trash basket beside her.

When she dug out a somewhat rusty iron box from a long-forgotten corner, she threw it directly into the trash can without opening it.

Break away and leave, when you break, you break.

Things were almost packed, Cheng Weiyue called her father Cheng Cunzheng.

"Dad, I'm almost done packing, you can come pick me up now."

Cheng Cun works in the library of Peking University, a very simple part-time job, doing text proofreading.

At this point, he is free.

Cheng Cun was just putting down the book in his hand, and said in a brisk tone, "Come on, Yueyue, wait for Dad."

Cheng Weiyue said yes, and looked around the dormitory where she had lived for three or four years.

(End of this chapter)