Spring night kiss

Chapter 11 Have I spoiled you so much?

Jiang Tan's nasal cavity was blocked for a moment.

Zheng Heng and the others were all present, and Jiang Tan knew that she should be more generous and sensible.

She should have said to Zhou Yinghuai, go ahead and don't worry, I'll be back after dinner.

But Jiang Tan is still the ignorant Jiang Tan, who doesn't know the general situation, doesn't know how to measure, and doesn't know how to advance or retreat.

So she said: "What is so important that you don't even have time to have a meal with me?"

It wasn't a very serious statement, but it was undoubtedly offensive enough to Zhou Yinghuai.

His eyes were dark, and his eyes fell on Jiang Tan's slightly annoyed and unhappy face. His emotions seemed to be invisible even though they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Zheng Heng's heart was beating out of control. He couldn't figure out how Jiang Tan dared to talk to Zhou Yinghuai like this.

Zhou Yinghuai just has a cold personality, but in fact, he is not a good-tempered person in any way.

How dare a pampered little flower like Jiang Tan be so arrogant?
Jiang Tan didn't know that he had said the wrong thing, but he had already cooked the meal, right?You’ve already done this, can’t you? Can’t you finish this meal?
Jiang Tan is not a confident person. She is not even sure whether Zhou Yinghuai will still be with her on her next birthday.

Her nose began to feel sore, and Jiang Tan, amidst Zhou Yinghuai's cold expression, continued to say, "Zhou Yinghuai, have a meal before leaving, okay?"

She was already desperate when she asked, as if she had foreseen the situation where the man would look cold and say no to her.

But the next moment, Zhou Yinghuai actually sat down.

His expression was calm, he just touched Jiang Tan's hair and said calmly: "Eat."

Jiang Tan's tears fell instantly.

Zheng Heng and Tang Xian looked at each other in confusion. They had been thinking about it for a long time, but they didn't say a word.

What else is there to say?
Zheng Heng's face turned pale for a moment.

Only bystanders could see clearly, he thought: If this continues, Jiang Tan and Zhou Yinghuai will be finished together sooner or later.

During the meal, only Zhou Yinghuai remained calm-faced.

Jiang Tan was crying all the time, drinking soup while shedding tears.

Zheng Heng sat opposite her and wanted to ask if it would be so salty and bitter after drinking it like this.

But in fact, Zheng Heng wanted to ask Jiang Tan, if Zhou Yinghuai didn't all stay, why are you crying?

Jiang Tan also wanted to ask herself, why are you crying?

He's good enough, isn't he?
Give me what you want, no matter what.

This is Zhou Yinghuai. He has done his best to do this.

Jiang Tan thought so, but her emotions were difficult to control and were still raging.

Zheng Heng and Tang Xian obviously couldn't eat anymore. Tang Xian coughed and said, "What? I've almost eaten. I'm going back to Ningcheng first."

"I've almost eaten. I'll go back with you!" Zheng Heng hurriedly picked up the conversation.

Zhou Yinghuai sat, sipping red wine slowly and not moving.

He was really just accompanying Jiang Tan. He didn't move a single chopstick from beginning to end of the meal.

Seeing that Zhou Yinghuai was silent, Zheng Heng hesitated and asked, "Ying Huai, do you want to go back with us?"

"No, you guys go first."

His emotions were unpredictable, and just by listening to his tone, he sounded eerily calm.

Zheng Heng really didn't expect that Zhou Yinghuai's temper would get so good after he and Jiang Tan got together.

"Okay, then Tang Xian and I will leave first. Happy birthday, Jiang Tan."

Jiang Tan raised her red eyes and whispered thank you.

Zhou Yinghuai never said anything.

After Zheng Heng left, Jiang Tan looked at Zhou Yinghuai and said, "Why don't we go back together? Aren't you in trouble?"

"It's been a while. It's okay now." Zhou Yinghuai looked at Jiang Tan's red eye circles, pressed his fingertips on them, and rubbed them gently: "Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Jiang Tan felt a little moved and said she didn't feel uncomfortable anymore.

Zhou Yinghuai chuckled softly and spoke again. Jiang Tan finally heard the slow coldness in his tone.

He said: "As long as it doesn't feel uncomfortable, I will cry when I wait."

Jiang Tan was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Yinghuai didn't answer, but looked at her empty bowl and said, "Are you full?"

Jiang Tan said he was full.

Zhou Yinghuai took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it.

This is a private room. The room is smoked with agarwood and wrapped in the smell of smoke, giving it an indescribable sense of aggression.

Jiang Tan's throat was a little itchy and she coughed. Zhou Yinghuai paused with the hand holding the cigarette and stubbed out the cigarette butt with his fingertips.

He stood up, and Jiang Tan subconsciously remembered it, but as soon as she stood up, she was held up and picked up.

She only had time to whisper softly, clasping her hands around his neck, her nervousness visible to the naked eye: "There is someone outside."

There were a few guests dining in the lobby. The man with extraordinary temperament held the woman in his arms and strode towards the elevator, attracting countless side glances.

Jiang Tan rested her face on his chest in panic.

Until he returned to the room, Jiang Tan was thrown on the bed by him. Before he could recover, the man's body was already pressed down.

Jiang Tan's face turned red and she was so ashamed: "No one can do it in the daytime! In the daytime."

I held back the second half of the sentence for a long time, but still couldn't say a word.

Zhou Yinghuai has always been restrained in front of Jiang Tan.

They are each other's first time, but the difference is that Zhou Yinghuai knows the taste of food, and Jiang Tan is friendly and cooperative.

Zhou Yinghuai always knew, so he had some reservations in the past.

But today he was inexplicably angry. He saw Jiang Tan sitting next to him and shed tears, saw her drinking the soup she made without knowing the taste, and looked at her red eyes.For a long time, Zhou Yinghuai didn't know whether he was angry or distressed.

He was angry with her for overstepping the boundaries, and felt sorry for her for being wronged on her birthday.

The back of his hand rubbed against her face, his eyes slightly squinted, his eyes as deep as a cold pool locked on hers.

He said: "If I want to, what can you do?"

These words are very serious, and they are tantamount to telling Jiang Tan: You are raised by me, what do I want to do, what can you do?
Jiang Tan looked at his untroubled face, looked away, turned her face slightly away, and avoided his hand: "I'm not interested now."

Zhou Yinghuai looked at her weak breathing and her stubborn and aggrieved expression.

His expression became lighter and lighter, and he said calmly and without emotion: "Tan Tan, have I spoiled you to the point of being overwhelmed?"

Jiang Tan's heart was filled with panic. She was obviously more sad than she had been at the dinner table, but she could no longer shed tears.

She looked at Zhou Yinghuai, her eyes wide open and filled with water, "Zhou Yinghuai, no one is as spoiled as you are?"

Zhou Yinghuai didn't answer and looked at her silently for a long time.

And Jiang Tan also looked at him, at his aloof face, his noble features and indifferent expression.

She heard a voice saying: Jiang Tan, are you crazy?
Are you crazy? You are touching Zhou Yinghuai's bottom line again and again.

How could he be a coaxing and compromising person? Shouldn't you have known that a long time ago?
What are you making a fuss about?

You've been willful enough today.

The weight on his body suddenly decreased, and Jiang Tan looked stunned. He saw Zhou Yinghuai standing on the edge of the bed, looking at him with lowered eyelashes.

He said let's go back to Ningcheng.

Along the way, neither of them spoke much.

Jiang Tan looked at the scenery outside the window and thought of the day they were together for no reason.

What Zhou Yinghuai said at that time, he said: "Jiang Tan, except love and marriage, I can give you everything."

He was very rational from the beginning.

Even though he may be moved by his heart, ultimate rationality will always prevail.

Jiang Tan closed her eyes and stopped thinking about it.

When she woke up, she was already sleeping in Mingyuan's bedroom.

The room was dark and it was getting late.

Jiang Tan opened his eyes, and all he could see was black.

She seemed to be back in the orphanage again. She was lying on the dark and decaying bed, and her heart seemed to be soaked in a rancid solution, stinging and sad.

It’s not that I don’t want to leave, it’s just that I can’t do anything about it.

But now, as time has passed, Jiang Tan found that her situation had not gotten better.

On the contrary, she became even more passive.

I used to be trapped by myself, but now I am trapped by Zhou Yinghuai.

Jiang Tan picked up the mobile phone on the bedside. It showed that it was already 7 o'clock in the night.

There was a missed call from Meng Yanxi.

Jiang Tan called back and was quickly connected.

Meng Yanxi said with a gentle voice: "Jiang Tan, happy birthday."

"Thank you."

Jiang Tan sat up and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp.

"How have you considered what I told you last time?" Meng Yanxi said, "Jiang Tan, as a friend, you should go to a different place."

Jiang Tan thought that the only person around Zhou Yinghuai, probably Meng Yanxi, would regard him as a friend.

What he said was not wrong, he should indeed go to a different place.

Jiang Tan was silent for a moment and said softly: "Is this an activity at the welfare home?"

Meng Yanxi said yes.

Jiang Tan thought about it and said, "I saw it, the date is January 1st."

The second day of Zhou Yinghuai’s birthday.

"That's right," Meng Yanxi said: "If you go to Africa this season, remember to bring more short sleeves. There is a big temperature difference between morning and night, and also bring a few windbreakers."

Jiang Tan was silent for a moment, and her voice was hoarse: "Meng Yanxi, I will go by myself. I just want to see the children there."

"Okay, then if you don't understand anything when you get there, feel free to ask me."

Meng Yanxi did not force anyone to do anything, he retreated in a measured and appropriate manner.

Jiang Tan hung up the phone and pressed the button to open the curtains. The clear moonlight still filtered in from the window, with an indescribable coldness.

She closed her eyes, relaxed her shoulders slowly, and whispered to herself, "Jiang Tan, you have to learn to be happy."

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The Zhou family hall is antique, and the aged agarwood pillars exude a unique and elegant aroma.

Zhou Yinghuai walked in and handed his suit jacket to the butler beside him with a calm attitude.

He hasn't returned to Zhou's house for a long time.

Young Master Zhou was unbridled and arrogant, and always had his own way of doing things. Although Zhou Moxing was unhappy, he never said anything.

But today is different.

Zhou Moxing looked at Zhou Yinghuai walking in with a cold face, and let out a snort of laughter, indignant and angry: "I know what it means to have hard wings, why are you coming back!"

Zhou Yinghuai sat down casually, without changing his expression, and said calmly: "Something has delayed me."

(End of this chapter)