Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou

Chapter 67 The Luckiest Thing

"It feels like..." Song Yanchu tightly grasped the thin quilt on her body, her eyes flickered with embarrassment, and her face became hot.

How should it feel...?
Seeing her blushing expression, Zhou Hao was a little puzzled, with a little guilt in his eyes, "I'm sorry about what happened last night."

He should have stopped An Rong when he poured his first glass of wine, instead of letting her get so drunk.

When Song Yanchu heard Zhou Hao's deep and guilty apology, many scenes that he had seen in movies flashed in his mind, but the faces of the hero and heroine were replaced by her and Zhou Hao, and suddenly a hot face rushed straight to his face, and he couldn't calm down no matter what .

They are all adults, and it is normal to have sex after drinking.

"You go out first, I'll come out after washing up." Song Yanchu was about to bury her head in the quilt, not knowing how to face Zhou Hao in front of her.

"Breakfast has been brought up, come out quickly, I'll pour you a cup of hangover tea." Zhou Hao said softly, thinking that Song Yanchu was dizzy and uncomfortable, he paused, turned and walked out.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Song Yanchu raised his head.Taking a deep breath, he patted his stove-like cheeks, sobering up a bit.

No, it's just after drinking... everyone is an adult.

After reading it silently a few times, the heat on her face dissipated by two points. Song Yanchu got out of bed, took a skirt and went to the bathroom.

After taking a bath, I feel refreshed and feel no discomfort.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her face was rosy, her eyes were soft, her half-dry hair was frizzy, and she wore a white shirt with a waist and short skirt. She was clearly herself, but she didn't recognize her.

There was a faint red mark on the collarbone. She touched it with her hand, rubbed it twice, and it became even redder, and her cheeks suddenly became hot again.

"Xiao Song, are you alright?"

Zhou Hao's inquiry suddenly came from outside the door, Song Yanchu's heart skipped a beat and he was startled.

She turned her head and looked at the door. The frosted glass door could vaguely see the silhouette of a man, tall and straight.

"I'm ready, right away!"

"Come out quickly, I'll make tea for you. Parents are worried about you. Is there any discomfort? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'll come out after drying my hair."

Zhou Hao hummed, turned and left.

Song Yanchu saw that there was no shadow on the frosted glass door, she gradually let go of what she was holding, and turned her head to look in the mirror again.

The person in the mirror is indeed different from the past, with a thin light in his eyes.

After applying water to her face, the heat on her face subsided, and after blowing her hair twice, Song Yanchu walked out.

The three of them were in the living room. Seeing her come out, Jiang Ruqin urged, "Come quickly and eat noodles. The noodle soup won't taste good when it's gone."

Song Yanchu nodded to her mother, smiled and said happy birthday to Song Kang.

Zhou Hao was sitting next to Song Kang. Song Yanchu looked away after watching Song Kang, went straight to the dining table, sat down next to Jiang Ruqin, and ate noodles with his head down.

"Hangover tea." Zhou Hao put the tea by Song Yanchu's hand, realizing that Song Yanchu was avoiding him.

"Thank you." Song Yanchu thanked her and took two sips of tea.

"Don't get too drunk in the future. Drinking too much for a girl is not good for your health, especially if you don't hold too much alcohol. You are easy to be taken advantage of by others." Jiang Ruqin looked at Song Yanchu and scolded, warning Song Yanchu not to drink in the future. Too drunk, easy to be taken advantage of.

But at this moment, Song Yanchu only felt that what Jiang Ruqin was talking about was last night, and her face turned red with panic.

"Why is your face so hot? Do you have a cold?" Jiang Ruqin asked suspiciously, and reached out to touch Song Yanchu's forehead.

"Maybe... maybe a little bit." Song Yanchu shyly hid back, and her face turned even redder at Zhou Hao's concerned gaze.

It's a bit embarrassing to say that it's the first time at the age of 26, but she really hasn't talked about a boyfriend.

The only person who has ever liked has never seen himself.

His eyes were dull for a second, then turned normal.

"It's just a little hot, don't look at me, it will be fine in a while." Song Yanchu lowered her head and continued eating noodles.

Zhou Hao called the hotel customer service and brought up a box of cold medicine.

After eating the noodles, Song Yanchu drank cold medicine.

In the morning, I went to the underwater world. Surrounded by the azure blue water, standing on the glass tunnel, huge sharks swam slowly overhead.

Jiang Ruqin and Song Kang were dazzled, but Zhou Hao's gaze stayed on Song Yanchu, his eyes slightly darkened.

Throughout the morning, Song Yanchu deliberately avoided himself.

Even if they meet eyes by chance, she will deliberately avoid it.

After more than half an hour of sightseeing in the subsea tunnel, several people still had something to say on their faces.

Zhou Hao reserved a table at the Internet celebrity restaurant, and took the three of them to lunch.

Still in the seabed city in the afternoon, until returning to the hotel after nine o'clock in the evening.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Kang saw the weak candlelight in the living room, a birthday cake was placed on the dining table, and the happy birthday song gradually sounded.

Jiang Ruqin and Song Yanchu were also full of surprises. Zhou Hao pushed the three of them in, "Although Dad doesn't like birthday cakes, he always eats some on his birthday. Happy birthday to Dad!"

Song Kang was so moved that his eyes lit up.

Jiang Ruqin hid her smile and took her daughter's hand, "Chu'er, meeting Zhou Hao is the luckiest thing in your life."

A person who cares so much about his father-in-law will definitely treat his wife better.

Song Yanchu was also shocked.

I don't know when he bought the cake and when he prepared the surprise.

The four of them gathered around the dining table, and the dim candle light shone on their faces, tender and affectionate.

Song Yanchu looked up at Zhou Hao, the man had a gentle face and a smile in his deep eyes.

There was a warm current in my heart, as if something was drilling upwards, desperately trying to take root and sprout.

Song Yanchu clenched her drooping hands, palms were sweaty, and showed Zhou Hao a moving smile.

"Old Song, make a wish!" Jiang Ruqin laughed.

Song Kang stood in front of the cake, put his hands together and closed his eyes, "Okay, then I'll promise one."

The cheerful music didn't stop, Zhou Hao quietly disappeared from Song Kang's side, walked around Song Yanchu's side, and gently shook her hand.

"I'm done, I'm blowing out the candles!"

The candle was blown out, and the vision suddenly darkened, and nothing could be seen.

Song Yanchu only felt the warmth of his left hand and his own scorching heartbeat.

When she got close, Zhou Hao's aura was right beside her. Even if her vision was dark, she knew that this man was standing beside her.

Jiang Ruqin turned on the light, and her eyes lit up again.

There was more than half of the cake left, so Zhou Hao called several hotel customer service staff to come up and ate a piece.

After midnight, Song Yanchu and Zhou Hao returned to their bedroom.

The two were alone, and Song Yanchu felt a little unnatural, so he carried his clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After taking a shower, she was wrapped up tightly. She thought something would happen to her, but when she came out, she saw Zhou Hao sitting on the sofa with his computer in his arms, concentrating on the problem.

Instead, she was stunned, looking at the clock on the wall, "I'm done washing."

Zhou Hao heard the sound, looked up at her, and quickly looked away, "You go to bed first, and I will sleep when I am done."

Song Yanchu pursed her lips, said softly, climbed onto the bed, and lay down with her back facing him under the quilt.

He only heard the ticking of the clock, Song Yanchu couldn't help his eyelids getting heavy, and there was movement from the sofa.

The closet door opened, and after a while, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)