The King of Curses

Chapter 37 Morning Flirtation
"Okay, is this... the end?"

An Zhizhen smiled as always.

There was no light on in the room, and the light inside was a little dim and dark, so he could see more clearly as he was sitting next to her. The woman's eyes were sparkling, and it was clear that she was full of expectation.

"Well, it's over."

Cen Dongsheng answered.

He felt a little guilty because he had no idea what she was expecting.

Sister Zhizhen's puzzling side remains as usual, and no one can guess what she will do next.

"So it's time for fun, right?"

"entertainment……"

Cen Dongsheng's expression was a little subtle.

"What entertainment?"

"Hey, what's your reaction? It's a rare occasion for me to be your guest, you don't want the night to end like this, do you?"

An Zhizhen frowned.

"I don't want it."

"Yes." Cen Dongsheng nodded, "You are right..."

So nervous——

He felt even more nervous now because he didn't know what would happen next.

The noise from the outside world and the sound from the TV seemed to be moving away from him at this moment. The house was quiet, and the dim light shone on the embossed walls and mahogany furniture. Circles of blurry halos looked like annual rings imprinted by time.

The light that could not illuminate the entire room added a slightly ambiguous atmosphere for the brother and sister sitting on the sofa.

"Speaking of entertainment, what are your hobbies?"

“Is this question important?”

"Yes, because I am interested in everything about my brother."

The woman rested her chin on her hand and answered with a smile.

"I... don't have much entertainment."

Cen Dongsheng answered honestly.

"Apart from meditating and practicing, I usually watch TV during my rest time."

"That's it..."

There was emotion in An Zhizhen's tone, just like the first time she knew that Cen Dongsheng was an orphan. There was pity and a strange sense of responsibility in her eyes.

"Dongsheng lives a life like an ascetic monk."

"That's not to say..."

Cen Dongsheng scratched his hair.

"I don't feel like I'm suffering. I have enough sleep and food to eat, and I feel like my life is pretty fulfilling."

He has no interest in suffering. Although he will not indulge in his desires without limits, he will not deliberately put himself in a difficult position.

It’s like if Cen Dongsheng were asked to choose a place to live alone, he might choose a cheap rental house, but that’s because he doesn’t have high demands for material conditions; but if a rich woman gave him a comfortable and luxurious single-family house, he wouldn’t be polite or pretentious.

If you really want to strengthen your will, there is great terror between life and death. As long as you keep fighting as a curse master, you can train yourself without any external force.

"That being said, Dongsheng doesn't look like a college student of this age, does he?"

An Zhizhen looked at him without blinking.

"Children of this age should be more energetic, a little impulsive and reckless, with endless energy and vigor... In short, they should be more youthful."

"Youth?"

Cen Dongsheng thought to himself, this is the "second youth" in my life.

"Sister Zhizhen is the same. She is only 25 or 26 years old, but she speaks like an old woman."

"Hey, I'm older than you after all." An Zhizhen laughed, "Maybe it's because people always like to act mature in front of younger people."

So, my age - uh.

Cen Dongsheng suddenly remembered that even before his rebirth, he was not much older than An Zhizhen now. He was not even thirty years old, so he could not be said to be very mature...

"In short, hobbies rely on development."

"Indeed." Cen Dongsheng nodded and answered subconsciously, "Sister Zhizhen, are you going to develop me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the living room suddenly became quiet.

The ambiguous atmosphere that had existed until just now was gone, leaving only the embarrassment of someone accidentally saying the wrong thing... until An Zhizhen couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"cough."

Cen Dongsheng coughed and tried to explain.

"I mean……"

"I know I know."

An Zhizhen answered with a smile.

"That's a good suggestion. Let me help you develop a hobby."

"..."

Now Cen Dongsheng has understood that if Sister Zhizhen really wants to do something, it will be difficult for him to stop her. In this case, he might as well enjoy it.

Therefore, he was still a little excited, a little nervous, and had some insignificant fantasies...

…Then he saw An Zhizhen take out plates of packaged chess pieces.

"This is Go, this is chess, this is international chess, and there is also flying chess... Dongsheng, what's that expression on your face?"

He blinked, with a weird expression.

What? That’s it?
"Why, are you dissatisfied? Are you thinking of something bad?"

"I didn't—"

"I'm so sorry to disappoint you."

An Zhizhen muttered.

"Actually, I don't have any youthful hobbies. If you don't count the various chess pieces, the rest are playing the piano and painting. Chess is at least a game."

"..."

He almost forgot that the sister in front of him was brought up as a daughter by a wealthy family. Like him, she was unfamiliar with entertainment from another perspective...

……

then……

He and Sister Zhizhen actually played flying chess for the entire night.

There's nothing I can do. Unlike Sister Zhizhen who is multi-talented, I really can't play Go, I'm really bad at chess, and I don't even understand the rules of international chess.

Playing Gobang was really a bit too much, so he could only play the more "advanced" flying chess. While watching the TV program, Cen Dongsheng felt that his childishness had increased.

When they were tired, they went back to their respective rooms to sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Cen Dongsheng even felt that it was unreal...

Until he came to the corridor and saw Sister Zhizhen's room was closed.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked forward and knocked on the door.

"Sister Zhizhen, sister, are you up?"

"Hmm... I'm up..."

The elder sister's lazy reply came from the other side of the door. I don't know if she hasn't woken up yet, but her voice is lazier and hoarse than usual, so charming that it makes people feel numb.

He felt a slight stir in his heart, looked down, and found that he had actually gotten up.

Cen Dongsheng himself felt a little helpless.

Is this so exaggerated, brother?

Although you are eighteen or nineteen years old and have an excess of yang energy, and although morning is indeed your active time, you are really capable of getting up just by hearing a woman's voice.

"Dongsheng, Dongsheng... aren't you going to come in?"

The bewitching witch sleeping in the bed naturally had no idea of ​​his mood. Her voice became increasingly lazy, as if she was seducing him - at least that was how Cen Dongsheng felt.

"Stop shouting, stop shouting, I'll just come in."

Cen Dongsheng sighed helplessly. After pushing the door open, he saw Sister Zhizhen still lying on the bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt, but her snow-white arms and feet were exposed.

The woman grasped the edge of the quilt to hide the curve of her upper body. Her long hair, as black as night, spread out and fell on her exposed skin. In the morning light, she had a stunning beauty like ice and jade. There was a smile in her eyes as she looked at him who walked in.

The spring light was revealed, but it could not be called exposed, but the unguarded look alone made the young man stare at her. His Adam's apple moved up and down, and he swallowed quietly until the other party asked again:
"Dongsheng...what's wrong with you? Why do you seem to be hunched over? Are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach?"

"No, nothing..."

Cen Dongsheng noticed that her fingers suddenly loosened, and the quilt slid down a little. The plump outline of the snow-capped mountains was so tempting. If he went down a little more... a little more, he would be able to see the superb scenery at the top of the mountain.

He finally managed to move his eyes away.

The childishness that was aroused by playing flying chess with Sister Zhizhen all night last night has now completely returned.

"You, you don't even wear underwear..."

Halfway through his words, he heard Sister Zhizhen's happy laughter.

"Dongsheng, Dongsheng, you really don't understand anything about girls. How can you wear underwear to sleep? It must be very tight."

“…I see.”

Cen Dongsheng took a deep breath and tried to recover from his embarrassing situation.

"So, what did you call me in for?"

"Look at you."

An Zhizhen blinked. She grabbed the quilt and wrapped herself up like a large silkworm, which looked a bit cute.

"Are you planning to leave so early in the morning? When I wake up and see that you're not home, I'll get lonely. That's why I want to see your face more before you leave."

"Okay, now that you've finished reading, I can leave?"

"Hey, so cold..."

I am just controlling my "passion" for you, Cen Dongsheng complained in his heart.

He didn't want to continue chatting with her, so he turned and left after saying a few perfunctory words.

"You haven't woken up yet, so take a rest first."

……

He quickly left the room and went downstairs. Cen Dongsheng splashed cold water on his face in front of the mirror and rubbed it hard twice before he came to his senses.

She said she was visiting, and then yesterday when it was too late she said she wanted to stay the night...

This woman won't take this opportunity to stay here for a long time, right?
Forget it. Anyway, he probably can’t stop Sister Zhizhen from doing anything she wants to do… Maybe it’s just that it’s a little hard to get up every morning?
"Then it's time."

After washing and dressing, Cen Dongsheng put all those pink and charming thoughts behind him. He had important things to do today.

"Just a new middle school, right?"

I went over the intelligence I got yesterday in my mind again, making sure I had memorized it firmly.

This trip was not to solve the problem immediately, but to gather intelligence on the spot. However, everything was possible, and he had to be prepared at all times just in case.

"--I am coming."

*
"Boom."

The sound of a door closing was heard downstairs, indicating that the older boy had left.

An Zhizhen stared at the ceiling. She was no longer sleepy, she was just pretending to be asleep, and now she couldn't stop reaching out and stroking her cheek...

...and still a little hot.

Of course she noticed Cen Dongsheng's abnormality. Even if she didn't deliberately look there, the situation in "that place" at that time was very eye-catching and it was really hard not to notice it.

Including his eyes and breathing, they were all more fiery than before... Dongsheng was still the same as always, and would not hide his thoughts and emotions.

"This is really... I just wanted to tease him, but I didn't expect him to react so strongly. He really can't stand being teased."

An Zhizhen bit her fingertips.

"At least in this respect, he is still quite 'energetic'... Dongsheng, although my brother usually seems to be uninterested in everything, he is actually pretending to be cool..."

This kind of person is the so-called repressed man.

"His patience is limited, and this limit may be lower than I think. If I tease him too much, he might really attack me because he can't help himself."

Having said that, An Zhizhen's eyes sparkled and she didn't look reluctant at all.

The woman wrapped herself up like a caterpillar again, then rolled over on the bed, and then again, and even her breathing became slightly rapid.

Until the phone rang, she reached out from under the quilt and picked it up.

"Hello, it's me. ...Okay, I understand."

After An Zhizhen put down her phone, she sighed softly.

"Dongsheng has gone to check out the situation at that school. I have to get busy too."

The new era requires new people to create and lead.

This is the eve of a huge crisis, but also an era full of opportunities for those with dreams.

Both he and she have their own persistence and ambition, so they will probably become very busy.

"But since we live under the same roof, there will always be a chance... hehe."

An Zhizhen stretched and sat up from the bed.

She looked out the window. The city skyline under the morning sun was like a vibrant silhouette, and her mood suddenly became good.

"Okay, let's get to work!"

(End of this chapter)