Peninsula: I'm the Top Streamer

Chapter 708 Conquer me, and I'll take care of you.

When Kwon Hyun-hyuk returned to the hotel and opened the door, he heard footsteps and then saw Tzuyu walking up to him, looking at him with concern.

"You're back. How did you do?" Chou Tzu-yu appeared in front of him, her face filled with gentle and genuine concern.

"You must be exhausted after filming for so long."

She naturally reached out and took the coat that Quan Xuanhe had taken off. The coat was heavy and carried the chill of the outdoors and the dusty smell unique to the film set.

"Yeah, it's alright, I'm used to it now."

Kwon Hyun-hyuk rubbed his slightly swollen temples, his voice tinged with fatigue, as he let Tzuyu hang up his coat for him.

He walked to the living room sofa, plopped down on it, sank into the soft cushions, and let out a long sigh.

Looking at the weariness that Zhou Ziyu couldn't hide between his brows, her heart softened, and the doubts that had been lingering in her mind seemed to be diluted a little by this real exhaustion.

"Shall I make you a cup of hot tea? Drinking something hot will warm you up and help you relax."

"Okay, thank you, my Tzuyu."

Kwon Hyun-hyuk turned to look at Chou Tzu-yu and said with a smile.

Chou Tzu-yu found a mug, put in a tea bag, poured in hot water, and the rising steam carried the aroma of black tea.

She walked up to Quan Xuanhe with the teacup in her hand, and gently reminded him, "Be careful, it's hot."

"Then blow on it for me."

Kwon Hyun-hyuk looked at Chou Tzu-yu with a smile and said jokingly.

Upon hearing this, Chou Tzu-yu simply smiled gently, picked up the cup, blew on it lightly, and then carefully sipped it. When she felt the temperature was about right, she proactively brought it to his lips.

"It's a little hot, but it should warm you up."

The caring words still lingered in my ears, and the warm liquid slid down my throat, leaving me feeling comforted.

The room fell silent for a moment, with only the soft sound of Quan Xuanhe drinking tea.

Zhou Ziyu's gaze remained fixed on Quan Xuanhe. Seeing that he had almost finished drinking, she put his cup on the table, then leaned closer to him and snuggled up to him.

“Oppa,” her voice was still gentle, with a touch of casual conversation.

"I saw you chatting a lot with Kim Go-eun on set today."

She steered the conversation in a safe direction, as if she were interested in his daily work routine.

"Yes, Go Eun-no is a very nice person, and she is very experienced. It's comfortable to act with her, and you can learn a lot from her."

Kwon Hyun-hyuk put down his cup, sat up a little straighter, and seemed to regain some energy when talking about work.

"This afternoon we discussed the handling of emotions in several scripts."

"That's good." Chou Tzu-yu nodded, paused for a moment, as if it were just a casual remark.

"By the way, besides me... did anyone else go to visit the set today?"

Her eyes looked at Quan Xuanhe with clear eyes, filled with innocent curiosity, revealing nothing different about him.

Quan Xuanhe paused almost imperceptibly for a moment as he picked up the teacup, but he handled it so naturally that nothing seemed amiss.

His gaze fell on the rising steam from the rim of the cup, as if he were simply reminiscing.

In reality, they had keenly noticed it.

How did you spot the flaw?
The room had been cleaned, and the person had left early.

How could they have discovered that?

"Visiting class?"

He raised his eyes, met Zhou Ziyu's gaze, and remained calm.

"Today has been quite busy. Apart from you and the staff, did anyone else come here specifically for the occasion?"

"Why do you ask this suddenly?"

He countered with a gentle tone, tinged with a hint of bewilderment.

Chou Tzu-yu's heart skipped a beat in her chest, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

"It's nothing, I was just asking casually. I was thinking that maybe some of you, oppa, would like to see what it's like for you to film."

She picked up her water glass and took a small sip, using it to conceal her momentary tension.

After all, Chou Tzu-yu isn't her current girlfriend, so she doesn't have any legitimate reason to press her for answers.

"Everyone is busy with work, but who is as thoughtful as Tzuyu, who even made some snacks for us?"

Kwon Hyun-hyuk's response was watertight, naturally changing the subject and reaffirming Chou Tzu-yu's efforts!

"Those desserts were really delicious, thank you."

"As long as oppa likes it."

Chou Tzu-yu lowered her eyelashes, looking at the slightly swaying water in the glass, her long eyelashes concealing the fleeting confusion in her eyes.

This…

Should she choose to believe Kwon Heon-hyuk, or continue to test him?
She couldn't find any obvious flaws; that hair seemed to remain an unsolvable mystery.

Was it negligence on the part of the hotel's cleaning staff?

Or... am I just overthinking it?

Chou Tzu-yu lowered her eyelashes, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the warm cup.

However, the next second, Quan Xuanhe did not stop there. He leaned forward slightly and gently lifted her chin with his hand.

His gaze became deep and focused, as if he wanted to draw her in.

A man and a woman alone, living together in the same room.

Last time, things went wrong, but this time Chou Tzu-yu took the initiative to approach her.

Isn't the meaning of that all too obvious?
Use your strength to shut her up, and there will be no more testing.

Chou Tzu-yu was forced to meet his gaze. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of him staring at her naked body. Her breathing slowed unconsciously, and her thoughts were abruptly interrupted.

"You seem to have become more and more beautiful since the breakup."

Kwon Hyun-hyuk's fingers caressed her delicate, smooth cheek.

"I watched your title track performance."

"I look better than before."

"Is this a signal to me?"

The warmth from his fingertips traveled through her skin, giving Chou Tzu-yu a strange, subtle electric sensation.

She wanted to say something, perhaps about the hair, or perhaps to confirm it again, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she could only utter a muffled soft sound.

"Well…"

Quan Xuanhe gently brushed his thumb across her lower lip.

His gaze was fixed on Zhou Ziyu, watching the ripples in her clear eyes as he approached, and seeing that confusion replaced by a more turbulent emotion.

Shy, nervous, and an obsession she herself was unaware of.

Men have a vice: they persuade prostitutes to reform themselves and drag respectable women into prostitution.

Chou Tzu-yu isn't that wild; she always seems quite proper and well-behaved.

But what if you change it yourself?

How about becoming the person you want to be?

He thought it was feasible.

"Ziyu, seeing you makes me feel less tired all of a sudden, as if I've found some comfort."

As she listened to Quan Xuanhe's words, her cheeks gradually flushed a deeper blush, which spread all the way to her ears.

Her body seemed to be drawn by his words, her heart pounding in her chest, completely disrupting her rhythm.

Because you like someone so much, it's easy to lose your composure.

Those thoughts about hair and other women vanished completely at this moment, leaving no room for further inquiry.

After all, there are more pressing and important things to do right now.

Chou Tzu-yu's silence doesn't mean she doesn't want to; she's not a frigid woman.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips parted unconsciously, as if in a silent invitation.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk didn't hesitate any longer and lowered his head to kiss her.

Two and a half years later, it must be done again!
The initial touch was gentle, but this gentleness was like a spark thrown into dry tinder, instantly igniting a long-suppressed desire.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Chou Tzu-yu's body seemed to be awakened by some kind of instinctive memory, and she began to respond proactively.

It was even more enthusiastic than Kwon Hyun-hyuk had imagined.

Chou Tzu-yu took the initiative to flip over and straddle Kwon Hyun-hyuk.

The two were pressed tightly together, and through the thin fabric of their clothes, they could clearly feel each other's rapidly rising body temperature and increasingly faster heartbeats.

Quan Xuanhe felt the person in his arms completely soften and succumb. He slipped his arms under her legs and, with a little effort, lifted her up in his arms.

Chou Tzu-yu let out a short gasp, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck even tighter and burying her burning cheeks in the crook of his neck.

...

...

...

Chou Tzu-yu slowly woke up and vaguely saw the ceiling.

Her body then felt that close embrace.

She was held in Quan Xuanhe's arms, her cheek pressed against his warm chest, and the sound of his steady, powerful heartbeat filled her ears.

Her heartbeat was like the most reassuring drumbeat, dispelling the long-suppressed emptiness and longing in her heart.

His arm was still loosely wrapped around her waist, giving her a sense of security.

finally…

They're finally together again.

But she doesn't regret it.

It wasn't just my body that was filled, but also the secret, unspeakable desires and longings I had harbored during this time.

She stirred very slightly in bed, feeling a comforting warmth emanating from their skin as they pressed together, and his familiar scent still carried the lingering scent of the previous night.

"Mmm..." Zhou Ziyu nuzzled his nose against him and buried herself deeper into his arms, showing how much she wanted to stay.

Just then, the alarm clock rang.

The process was almost exactly the same as yesterday's with Minatozaki Sana.

Quan Xuanhe tightened and then relaxed his arms around her waist, then reached for his phone on the bedside table.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk successfully turned off the alarm, then yawned, and the room returned to silence, with only the sound of their breathing remaining.

He looked down at the ostrich in his arms, who was almost curled up into a ball, and felt her warm breath on his chest, which tickled him.

"What's wrong? Didn't you wake up?"

Quan Xuanhe Teng placed his hand on the budding lotus flower, "Where is Zhou Ziyu, who became so passionate last night?"

"Annyeonghwa".

Tzuyu's voice was muffled in his arms, tinged with embarrassment and annoyance. She gripped his pajamas even tighter, but her body remained faithfully still, clinging to his embrace.

Quan Xuanhe held her even tighter in his arms, his chin gently resting on the top of her head, feeling the soft strands of her hair.

Chou Tzu-yu remained quiet in his arms for a moment. The intimacy of the previous night and the tenderness of the present filled her heart with warmth, and without much thought, she voiced her doubts from the previous night.

She tilted her head slightly, her clear eyes looking at him, her voice softer than usual, gentle and endearing.

“Oppa…”

"Hmm?" Quan Xuanhe looked down and met her eyes.

Chou Tzu-yu pursed her lips, but finally spoke.

“Last night… when I lay down, I found a hair on my pillow.” She paused, observing his expression.

"Dark brown, a bit curly...not mine."

Her voice was soft, yet it was like a pebble dropped into a calm lake.

Quan Xuanhe remained expressionless, and even reacted as if he had suddenly realized something.

It turned out to be the case.

He instantly understood where Chou Tzu-yu's seemingly casual probing last night came from.

That day, nothing in the world was truly flawless; even the most meticulous concealment could be ruined by a single, unintentionally left strand of hair.

"Ah... I guess it was left by the cleaning lady by accident. There are a lot of people in the hotel, and sometimes their hair or fibers from their clothes fall on the bedding. It's inevitable."

He paused, looking into her still inquisitive eyes, his gaze open and honest, and asked, "You only asked me last night if anyone else was visiting the set because you found a single hair?"

In other words, if it were anyone else, Kwon Hyun-hyuk would have been willing to confront them depending on the situation, but it just so happened that it was Minatozaki Sana who came.

He dares to speak his mind, but I'm afraid Twice might split up.

How will things end after this mess is torn apart? How will that bastard ever get away with it?

He lowered his head and rubbed his nose against her forehead.

"Pabo, what are you thinking about? Who else would go to such lengths to see me, let alone make me such delicious snacks?"

Chou Tzu-yu's cheeks flushed slightly. His reasoning sounded reasonable, and his attitude was open and natural enough. He even pointed out her probing the night before, making her a little embarrassed.

But deep down, the image of that dark brown curly hair subtly overlapped with the iconic curly hair of Minatozaki Sana, making it impossible for her to completely let go.

"I just find it a little strange."

She muttered something under her breath and didn't press for further questions, as if she had accepted his explanation.

She buried her face in his warm chest again, wrapping her arms around him tighter, as if drawing more certainty and security from him.

Quan Xuanhe felt her subtle movement, tightened his arms, and hugged her completely, resting his chin on the top of her head.

"Don't overthink it, it's just you and me."

Chou Tzu-yu hummed softly in his arms, then didn't say anything more, only snuggling closer to him.

The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the dust particles floating in the air and the figures embracing in bed.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk was actually a little tempted.

To be honest, revisiting Chou Tzu-yu's popularity after such a long time inevitably had a greater psychological impact on him.

and…

Last night she was Sana Minatozaki, and today she's Tzuyu.

I wonder if she could taste Minatozaki Sana's flavor.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk's rare, perverse sense of humor surfaced in his mind.

He felt the softness and affection in his arms, and the spark that had been ignited in his heart did not go out; instead, it gradually burned even brighter.

Her morning physiological reactions were quite honest, clinging tightly to her waist and abdomen through the thin fabric of her pajamas.

Chou Tzu-yu naturally sensed it too, and a deeper blush rose to her cheeks, but she did not shy away as she had in the past.

Instead, she raised her clear eyes and looked at Quan Xuanhe. Her gaze lacked the timidity and hesitation of the past, and instead held a newfound boldness.

“Oppa…”

Her voice was even softer and sweeter than before, like a feather brushing against the heart.

He said something that completely infuriated Kwon Hyun-hyuk.

"Conquer me."

The next second, it's time for a rematch.

When Kwon Hyun-hyuk left, he felt refreshed, while Zhou Ziyu, lying on the bed, was so tired that she didn't want to move her fingers, but she still weakly propped herself up and was eager to brush her teeth.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk sat in the van on his way to the set of "The Lost Tomb," the morning street scene outside the window rushing past.

He rubbed his temples; the exertion of last night and this morning had indeed taken a toll on his energy.

He took out his phone, found Sana Minatozaki's number, and dialed it.

The phone rang a few times before being answered, and Sana Minatozaki's slightly languid voice came through.

"Wei? Why are you calling me? Is there something else?"

Quan Xuanhe spoke casually, getting straight to the point, "I have something to tell you. Ziyu found your hair on the hotel pillow."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone; the air seemed to freeze.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk could almost picture Sana Minatozaki tensing up instantly and widening her eyes.

Sure enough, her voice immediately lost its previous languidness and became louder and more urgent.

"And then, she found out?"

She had barely left when Chou Tzu-yu arrived and even found her hair on the pillow – this was the worst possible scenario.

"Ah."

Quan Xuanhe responded with a sound of agreement, then paused deliberately, clearly hearing a very soft gasp from the other end of the phone.

“She discovered it.”

"Ah!" Sana Minatozaki's voice suddenly rose, filled with panic and exasperation.

"What do we do now? Did she...did she guess? It's all your fault! You bastard..."

Judging from her voice, she seemed to be so anxious that she was rolling around on the bed.

Quan Xuanhe found it quite amusing to hear her obvious panic on the other end of the line.

After she vented for a while, she slowly opened her mouth, her voice firm.

"What's the rush? I've got it sorted out."

"..."

Sana Minato's voice stopped abruptly, leaving only her slightly rapid breathing through the receiver.

"How did you solve it?"

Her voice remained tense, but it had transformed into a deep suspicion and an eagerness for confirmation.

"What other solution is there?"

Quan Xuanhe spoke in a calm tone, as if he were talking about something trivial.

"I said it might be hair left by the cleaning lady by accident. There are a lot of people and things going on in the hotel, isn't that a reasonable excuse?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. Kwon Hyun-hyuk could imagine Sana Minatozaki frowning, biting her lower lip as she weighed her options.

Several seconds later, her long sigh, filled with both relief and helplessness, finally came through.

Even clever and witty women sometimes find themselves helpless.

"Qinjia? Ziyu actually believes that?"

The tension in his voice hadn't completely subsided, but the anxiety he felt had eased somewhat.

"Um... that should be it."

Kwon Heonhyuk didn't rule it out, but he did give a positive response.

“She didn’t press the matter further, however,” he changed the subject, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

“Sana, it seems we’ll have to be more careful from now on. Your evidence is too obvious.” He was referring to the exposed hair.

"Oh, Kwon Hyun-hyuk!" Sana Minato's embarrassment and annoyance instantly overshadowed her lingering fear.

"What signs of a crime? Who told you to do this in the morning..."

Sana Minatosaki seemed unable to continue, and finally snorted angrily, knowing that it wasn't Quan Xuanhe's fault, and that she was partly to blame as well.

Actually, he was also somewhat resentful and complaining.

Why was she forced to sneak away after only enjoying herself for a short while, and now she's even being discovered?
This is so frustrating.

"I'm hanging up, I can't be bothered with you!" After saying that, before Quan Xuanhe could react, the phone went dead.

Quan Xuanhe looked at the phone screen where the call had been disconnected, smiled helplessly, and shook his head.

Sana Minatozaki's reaction was expected, and he found it rather cute.

He put away his phone, leaned back in his chair, and turned his gaze back to the street scene rushing past the window.

The crisis was temporarily averted, but this incident undoubtedly served as a wake-up call for both of them, reminding them that maneuvering flawlessly is much more difficult than they had imagined.

But sooner or later it will be discovered, won't it?
Ultimately, we all have to face it.

(End of this chapter)