Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 454 Is it so difficult for him to be felt?

As the night deepened, a thin layer of fog rose on the streets of Lincheng, where the temperature was only three degrees Celsius.

Under the bright lights, the air conditioner continuously blows out warm air, driving the winter chill out of the room.

"I heard that you are keen on asking other people about their wishes. Is your divination result that day related to our wish?"

Mo Yixia sat next to Han Zhou, holding her chin with one hand, and said while sliding the screen of her mobile phone, "The divination result is not favorable to you. You hate this ending, so you want to change it?"

Han Zhou on the side had a complicated expression. If he didn't know very well that Mo Yixia was shopping online, he might have suspected that she was reading a novel called "Han Zhou's Autobiography". Otherwise, how could he have seemed to have seen the conversation between him and the president of the fortune-telling club that day?
Fortunately, he is no longer surprised by this.

As if she had noticed what he was thinking, Mo Yixia said calmly: "This is a very reasonable guess, unless your real purpose is to be Santa Claus and prepare a gift for everyone."

Han Zhou sighed: "But even Santa Claus can't fulfill everyone's wishes."

"So you're going to be a bigger person than Santa Claus? Then why don't you ask for my wish?"

"Your wishes are written on your face..."

"You mean a kiss? How can such a small thing be considered a wish?"

"I told you it's all written on your face..."

Han Zhou shook his head, stretched his neck to look at the phone in Mo Yixia's hand, and wondered, "I just wanted to ask, why did you buy so many baseball caps? Don't you have a lot of them at home? Why are there green ones?"

“Be prepared for a rainy day.”

Mo Yixia didn't explain too much, but just gave him a meaningful look, "You'd better prepare in advance."

"Preparation? What preparation?"

Han Zhou understood the meaning of "I wish you good luck" from this look.

Mo Yixia seemed not to hear and added different styles of baseball caps to the shopping cart. Suddenly she asked, "By the way, speaking of Christmas gifts, is there anything you want? If it's expensive, I can buy it for you right now."

She didn't care about various festivals before, but it's different now. Couples should be aware of being a couple and have the necessary sense of ritual - this is what she learned from He Ling.

What? She and Han Zhou are not a couple yet?
Sooner or later it will be.

Since we will be lovers sooner or later, what’s the harm in preparing for it in advance?
Is this the confidence of the little rich woman...

Listening to Mo Yixia's tone that was obviously neither salty nor bland but slightly arrogant, Han Zhou felt that this guy's yellow was also the yellow of gold, and tentatively asked: "Since you understand my thoughts so well, why don't you guess what gift I want?"

Mo Yixia paused and turned her head to glance at him: "Are you sure you want me to guess?"

Under the soft light, even from such a close observation, there is not a single flaw on that cool and elegant face, and the teardrop mole at the corner of the eye makes it even more charming.

"Forget it, just do as you see fit..."

Han Zhou laughed dryly, which made Mo Yixia guess what kind of mess he might bring up. After thinking for a while, she asked, "What gift do you want?"

"As long as it's not fish, I like anything you give me." Mo Yixia said without hesitation.

Han Zhou was just beginning to feel touched when she continued, "But this is only for this year. Starting next year, I hope to receive a lot of gold every year."

"Gold?"

"Gold."

"…In return, are you planning to give me a child?"

Mo Yixia thought thoughtfully: "Gold for a child - although I hate human trafficking, but as expected, is this the Christmas gift you want?"

Han Zhou's mouth twitched, and he immediately gave up the argument. He didn't intend to correct Mo Yixia's bad pronunciation anymore. She wouldn't change it anyway.

Sure enough, this guy's yellow is the yellow of gold...

It was not long after dinner, and Han Zhou and Mo Yixia were the only ones in the room.

Zhong Yin and Ouyang Lianyu were both busy outside, preparing for the opening of the pastry shop tomorrow. Xiao Xiaoxiao was not feeling well, so she returned to school not long ago accompanied by Zhong Ling and Wang Lengqiu. Gu Zheng wanted to stay here to keep an eye on Mo Yixia, but unexpectedly, her former friend He Ling suddenly appeared, and the two went to a nearby park together.

After a long separation, coupled with such a complicated past, I believe that the two will not come back for a long time.

He Ling didn't show up earlier or later, but appeared at this time. Han Zhou had reason to suspect that this was a means reserved by Mo Yixia to get rid of Gu Zheng, with the purpose of creating an opportunity to be alone with him.

Seeing him looking towards the door from time to time, Mo Yixia said calmly: "I didn't call that He Ling. I have already made an agreement with my love rival that I will take care of you alone tomorrow morning, and then I have to go back to school."

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a sense of loss.

"how?"

As if she had sensed his reluctance, Mo Yixia tucked up the scattered hair beside her ears and looked at him with a half-smile, "You were always on guard against me when I was here, but now that I'm gone, you can't bear to leave me?"

"These are two different things..."

Han Zhou was a little embarrassed, but did not deny what he said. So many things had happened in these days that he almost forgot that Mo Yixia had to go back to school. At this moment, he did feel deeply reluctant to let her go.

The air became quiet, and only the sound of the air conditioner could be heard.

Seeing that someone remained indifferent, the girl who had been pretending to look at her phone couldn't help but sigh.

"I can't bear to give up and hug you..."

Before she could utter the word "I", a pair of strong shoulders suddenly embraced her, the hot breath hit her ears, and the hot temperature of the chest seemed to melt her.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then she also stretched out her hands and hugged the not-so-strong body tightly, with a gentle smile on her lips.

"It seems that you are not completely wooden." She said softly.

Feeling the genuine joy of the girl in his arms, Han Zhou was silent for a long time, feeling sad and self-blaming in his heart. He couldn't help but say, "Yixia, I owe you too much... Thank you."

"Shouldn't it be sorry?"

Mo Yixia's voice was right beside his ear, still smiling, and she didn't seem to feel disappointed. Her warm breath made his ears feel a little itchy.

"Some people say you can only choose one at a time, thank you or sorry... I think it's better to say thank you now."

"Is it Senior Sister Wang Lengqiu?"

Although she was asking, Mo Yixia's tone sounded more like certainty.

There is no need for any analysis. No one else except Wang Lengqiu can say such incomprehensible words.

"…Well, regarding her teaming up with me, I want to say sorry to her and you."

"Didn't you just say that thank you and sorry can't be said at the same time?"

"..."

Even though she couldn't see his face, Mo Yixia could still sense that Han Zhou was a little embarrassed, and chuckled, "Don't be so cautious, I'm not angry. Besides, a girl who can keep thinking about someone for ten years must have some privileges. Not to mention some stupid guy, even I can't have too much hostility towards her." "Stupid guy means..."

"What do you say?"

"..."

The two hugged each other for three full minutes before reluctantly separating.

Teacher Ouyang and Sister Yin will come in at any time.

"I have classes tomorrow morning, so I'll go ask for leave from Teacher Ouyang right now. I'll spend more time with you tomorrow. If you want to go somewhere..."

"No need, I'll go to class with you tomorrow."

"?"

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, then repeated, "Will you go to class with me?"

"No? I remember that the university allows students from other classes to come to the classroom to attend classes, right?"

"That's true...but you're not from our school at all."

"If you don't tell me, no one will know, right?"

Mo Yixia said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Han Zhou opened his mouth and said helplessly: "I have to ask Teacher Ouyang about this..."

Speak of the devil, the devil appears. As soon as the voice fell, Ouyang Lianyu quietly pushed open the door of the room and carefully poked her head in. Seeing that the two were not doing anything intimate, she walked into the room and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm going to the toilet."

Han Zhou's mouth twitched. Almost at the same time when the door was pushed open, Mo Yixia had already begun to pretend to tidy up her messy clothes. Her face was flushed, and she looked like she had just made love.

Ouyang Lianyu naturally noticed this scene, her eyes widened immediately, and her mind was full of thoughts.

He...what were they doing just now?
She knew very well that she had probably disturbed the two of them and felt a little embarrassed, so she quickly quickened her pace towards the toilet, intending to leave as soon as she was done.

However, at this moment, Han Zhou suddenly called her.

"Teacher Ouyang, Yixia wants to go to class with me tomorrow, is that okay?"

Have these two started to become inseparable...what about the Guzheng?
Ouyang Lianyu was worried, but she said without turning her head, "Of course, the classrooms of Linda welcome everyone who loves learning."

She was about to go to the bathroom when she suddenly thought of something. After hesitating for a moment, she said tactfully, "But you must abide by the rules during class. I believe you all know what you should and shouldn't do."

As he said this, he turned around and gave Han Zhou a meaningful look.

No, why are you looking at me? Look at Yixia!
Han Zhou cried out in injustice in his heart, but he had to force a smile on his face: "Thank you, Teacher Ouyang."

Mo Yixia beside him pursed her lips and thanked him politely.

Ouyang Lianyu left after using the toilet. Before leaving, she reminded Han Zhou to call her when he was leaving and she would drive him home.

Looking at the closed door, Mo Yixia seemed to be thinking about something, and said casually, “Teacher Ouyang seems to have gotten used to letting you live in her house… You have such a good relationship with people.”

The tone was not sarcastic, but it was definitely not a genuine compliment either.

Han Zhou pretended not to hear and reminded seriously: "Teacher Ouyang will have a class tomorrow morning, so don't cause trouble for her."

Mo Yixia didn't comment and asked, "Next weekend you will pretend to be Teacher Ouyang's boyfriend to deceive her parents. How is it? Are you confident?"

Han Zhou certainly hadn't forgotten about this. Hearing this, he gave a bitter smile and said, "To be honest, I'm not very confident. It would be better if you could go instead."

Mo Yixia not only has impeccable looks, but is also a real wealthy woman with first-rate external conditions. What's more, she possesses superb acting skills that are enough to be included in film school textbooks. She can act in any style she wants. If she were to take action, I believe she would be able to easily win over Teacher Ouyang's parents.

It’s a pity that she is a girl, and this is the only point that Teacher Ouyang’s parents probably cannot accept.

"Take care of what you promised yourself, don't count on me."

Mo Yixia rolled her eyes at him charmingly, raised her hand to tuck the scattered hair around her ears, "But if you really don't have confidence, I can help you with tutoring."

"Tutoring?" Han Zhou was stunned. "I'm going back soon. It might be too late to hone my acting skills now, right?"

"Who said I want to help you hone your acting skills?"

Mo Yixia sighed softly, “The tutoring I mentioned is to let you know how to be a qualified boyfriend.”

Without waiting for Han Zhou's reaction, she tilted her head to the side and gently leaned on the latter's shoulder, while placing her right hand on her leg.

Han Zhou did not hesitate and held the girl's slightly cold hand tightly.

"Is it cold?" he asked.

"My hands are not cold anymore, but my waist is cold." Mo Yixia said.

Han Zhou understood what she meant. He let out a breath slowly, put his arms around the girl's waist, and gently held her in his arms.

He knew that as they were about to part, Mo Yixia wanted to express her reluctance in this way.

"Use force. I'm not a porcelain doll. Why are you being so careful?"

He increased his force.

"Keep going, let me feel you."

“He increased his strength again.

……

At the same time, outside the room, Ouyang Lianyu and Zhong Yin, who were about to enter the room, were stunned.

It's true, Han Zhou and the others are really doing that kind of thing... But Yixia is still a high school student! This kind of thing should be done in the bedroom anyway...

Ouyang Lianyu was both embarrassed and worried, fearing that Guzheng would come back from outside at any time.

Compared to Ouyang Lianyu, Zhong Yin's eyes showed a more complicated emotion.

There is anger, helplessness, disappointment... and a hint of pity.

That's right, mercy.

Keep pushing, let me feel you...

Is Han Zhou...so hard to be felt?

...She seemed to suddenly understand why Han Zhou had such a strange hobby.

(End of this chapter)