Night Rose

Su Jin felt a tingling sensation in her collarbone. She couldn't stand the feeling and was about to dodge when Zhou Zheng grabbed her wrist.

His eyes burned with nameless rage, almost setting people ablaze, and his tone grew even lower.

"Su Jin, who are you with?"

"Zhou Zheng, it's none of your business who I'm with! Let go!" Su Jin struggled to pull her hand away, but Zhou Zheng showed no intention of letting go.

"None of my business? I came all the way from Nanyuan just to hear you say things I don't like. You're really being a jerk," Zhou Zheng mocked.

Su Jin was seething with anger and a bit aggrieved. She gritted her teeth and pushed him away, "You..."

Before she could finish speaking, a hand suddenly gripped her waist and pulled her forward. Their bodies pressed tightly together, and the warmth of their bodies stirred up certain memories in her.

Zhou Zheng took a shower at the airport hotel, his body still smelling of shower gel, his cheeks feeling cool and dry.

His thin lips caught her unfinished words, his dry, warm lips pressed against hers, kissing her deeply.

The darkness of night provided the perfect cover, and with few pedestrians around, no one noticed the two young people kissing in this corner.

Even if someone saw it, in New York, a free place, no one would stop and linger.

"Zhou... Zhou Zheng..." Su Jin's cheeks flushed slightly as she managed to squeeze out a few words between kisses.

But the more she tried to speak, the deeper Zhou Zheng kissed her.

He carried things in one hand and had his other arm around Su Jin's waist to prevent her from escaping. He stood there straight, completely blocking Su Jin's view.

He wouldn't allow anyone else to see Su Jin's out-of-control expression. When she was kissed until her eyes were blurry with tears, her eyes were beautiful and dreamy, making people want to kiss her eyelids.

Zhou Zheng thought this way, and he did it.

Their lips parted slightly; Su Jin's lips were bright red and glistening with moisture, looking like freshly washed cherries.

He licked his lips impatiently, ran his fingers across her eyelids, and wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye.

Su Jin snapped out of her daze and angrily pushed him away. "Are you an idiot? I... I was talking to you, and you just kissed me!"

"I am. So, Su Jin, you should consider the consequences of angering me. You'd better tell me the truth." Zhou Zheng's face was grim. He already knew that Su Jin was hiding many things from him. Asking questions with answers in mind was indeed painful.

Su Jin was utterly shocked by his shamelessness. How could he say such a thing so matter-of-factly?

"So what? What are the consequences? Are you threatening me?"

After Lu Mingzhou's antics, Su Jin was starting to react negatively to threats. If Zhou Zheng did the same, she wouldn't be able to find a reason to choose him.

Seeing Su Jin's defiant expression, Zhou Zheng knew that force would be useless against her, so he did not resort to threats.

He ignored them and kept looking down as he rummaged through the contents of the plastic bag.

Several boxes of instant food and drinks.

He frowned, forgetting that Su Jin was still lying to him, and asked her, "Is this all you're eating?"

"Yes! Eat it or not, it's up to you." Su Jin tried to snatch the bag back, but he wouldn't let go.

"eat."

The two stared at each other, but Su Jin still led her people upstairs.

Su Jin threw the unopened slippers on the ground, letting Zhou Zheng do whatever he wanted, while she went into the kitchen to boil water and make instant noodles.

As Zhou Zheng changed his shoes, he looked around her house.

This is Su Jin's home. He had seen it in videos, but the scene he saw in person was even more heartwarming than in the videos.

When he put his shoes in the shoe cabinet, he noticed that there were no other men's shoes in the cabinet. Apart from the new pair of slippers he was wearing, there was no trace of any other men in the house.

However, there was a pair of pink bear slippers on the ground, which didn't look like Su Jin's size, and they were lying crookedly at the door.

Zhou Zheng carried a bag with a few of his everyday clothes. He stood in the living room and changed out of his short-sleeved shirt and trousers.

When Su Jin brought out the instant noodles, she saw Zhou Zheng bending over to change his pants. His waist muscles were taut into elegant lines, and the smooth lines of his spine slid down his back and into his buttocks.

Zhou Zheng is tall, with a narrow waist and long legs, and remarkably, his legs are also perfectly straight.

After changing his pants, he straightened up, pulled his shirt over his head, and as he stretched his arms, his back muscles created a perfect arc.

Su Jin thought to herself: The reason she has such a high tolerance for Zhou Zheng must be because of his face and body!

Su Jin pulled out a chair at the dining table and sat down opposite him, eating instant noodles with a disgruntled expression.

"Is this all you eat in New York?" Zhou Zheng picked up the instant noodles.

"We were supposed to go out for a big meal, but someone said he's in New York. What can I do?" Su Jin said in a muffled voice.

Zhou Zheng didn't say anything, but lowered his head and ate his instant noodles. After Su Jin finished eating, he naturally carried both of their bowls into the kitchen, just like the male head of the household.

Su Jin originally wanted to take Zhou Zheng to the restaurant that Ling Keke had booked, but she was worried that Zhou Zheng would arrive too late, so she could only eat something casual for now.

But watching him go wash the dishes, Su Jin still felt quite uncomfortable. "Just leave them there, I'll wash them later."

"It's nothing." Zhou Zheng is used to doing housework; washing a dish is just a matter of time, and he can finish it quickly.

The sink wasn't suitable for Zhou Zheng's height, so he hunched over slightly, washing the dishes in a muffled voice, like a complaining husband, which made Su Jin feel a little guilty.

Su Jin leaned against the kitchen doorway, arms crossed, staring at his back, and slowly spoke.

"My best friend came to New York on a business trip yesterday, and I went to a bar with her last night. The guy you heard was a friend she brought to a booth. Who knew you'd call at such a convenient time?"

The owner of the pink bear slippers by the door had an answer. Zhou Zheng turned around, his hands still covered in dish soap foam. "Is it really just such a coincidence?"

"Otherwise what? I came to New York to do serious business, not to pick up men," Su Jin scoffed.

Zhou Zheng washed his hands and slowly walked to her side, exuding a strong sense of pressure.

Su Jin took a few steps back, her waist pressed against the edge of the table, with nowhere to hide.

Zhou Zheng braced his hands on his waist, pinning him between the table and his embrace.

He asked in a low voice, "Su Jin, have you finished your work? When are you going back?"

Su Jin's ears went weak, her arrogance vanished, and her eyes darted around.

"Soon."

"When is 'soon'?"

"You're asking this because you miss me?" Su Jin squinted at him.

Zhou Zheng looked up helplessly, sighed, and his Adam's apple bobbed. "Su Jin, I'm already in New York. What do you think I'm here for? I've been flying for over ten hours. I'm exhausted."

"Come to catch us in the act?" Su Jin said with a smile.

"I have no official status, so it's not my turn." Zhou Zheng looked down at her, his eyes filled with resentment.

He didn't sleep at all on the plane. The dark circles under his eyes and the bloodshot eyes showed that he was not in good spirits. But he still had to force himself to stay awake so that he could get an answer from Su Jin.

Su Jin's smile faded, and all her unclear emotions vanished in his sight.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her cheek against his, and gently kissed him.

"Zhou Zheng, I think you seem quite insecure."