Falling tonight

Chapter 96

Her forbearing cry was like a needle pricking Mu Zhou's heart, causing slight pain.

From the information investigated by Gao Songqing, he was a little surprised when he learned that the Zhao family had not celebrated Zhao Rou's birthday in the past few decades.

"That's good. I'm afraid you won't like it. I didn't even prepare a cake. I only dare to buy you a gift. I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt to it or even resist celebrating this birthday."

The soothing music heals the tranquility, and Mu Zhou's clear words are like beads rolling down on the ground. Each sentence hits Zhao Rou's heart, causing the slightest tremor.

She slowly shifted her gaze from the colorful illuminated glass to the man beside her ear. The tip of her nose brushed his short black and thick hair, and her chin rested on his forehead.

Zhao Rou asked softly, her lips seemed to be kissing his hair, "Why are you so nice to me."

Mu Zhou was puzzled by her question. He turned his face slightly, pressed his lips to her delicate neck, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is this good? Han Zihao hasn't celebrated it for you either?"

"Well, he didn't." There was a numb itch on his neck, and the man's breath stirred people's hearts like electricity.

Zhao Rou closed her eyes and found her voice, "I am immune to this matter and have no desire to think about birthdays, so I tell others that I don't need such a useless birthday."

Because I have never had one, over time I have become numb to celebrating birthdays.

But today, the man in front of me made an exception. It seemed that this form was not bad.

"This is a very common thing. You should have enjoyed the romance and joy of your birthday." Mu Zhou could hear a bit of loneliness in her words, and he turned her body to face him.

His slender fingers held up her beautiful but cold face, and her watery eyes made his heart melt a little. He spoke in a low voice, word by word, very slowly, "I believe it, auntie." On the day you were born, you must have been full of expectations and happiness. She also hopes to see you in heaven, happy and warm every year on this day."

Something hit me hard deep in my heart.

Zhao Rou's breathing quickened and her heartbeat quickened.

She had no feelings for her mother, whom she had never met before, so she was not touched by what Mu Zhou said.

However, she felt a sense of gentleness and seriousness in his tone, just for her alone, with no emotion mixed with any impurities.

The music is crisp and melodious, his voice is captivating, the light in the room suddenly becomes ambiguous, and the atmosphere is just right.

Zhao Rou couldn't help but climb onto his broad shoulders, stand on tiptoes and kiss him.

He really captured her heart easily.

Suddenly, there was a feather-like touch on his lips, and a trace of surprise and smile flashed in Mu Zhou's eyes, and then he stood motionless, letting Zhao Rou kiss him.

She rarely takes the initiative and is mostly shy and reserved.

This time is different.

Her hands tightened his shirt, her movements urgent, as if she wanted a response.

Mu Zhou hid the faint smile in his eyes. After a while, Mu Zhou finally couldn't hold it any longer, reached out and clasped the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her more passionately.

Lips and teeth are dependent on each other, and the room is beautiful.

But Mu Zhou held back the last step, kissed her lips hard, held her face and pulled away some distance.

The atmosphere at the moment is good, but the place is wrong.

Zhao Rou was sitting on the black velvet tablecloth, her lips were as beautiful as peach blossoms, and her eyes were watery and seductive after crying.

Staring at this visually shocking scene, Mu Zhou swallowed hard, moved his fingers to her red lips and pressed them, with suppressed desire and fire in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "Why didn't you know to leave a note for yourself? Lu, you see, you took all the things away from me a few days ago, and you still have to use them when you go back later. How inconvenient." Zhao Rou looked at him in vain, "Go back with you? Are you really not afraid of indulgence? ——Desire——Excessive.”

"Miss Zhao," the man lowered his head again, and the lips that had just been separated were connected again, and his voice gradually took on a dangerous flavor, "Do you think I am overdoing it? Or are you dissatisfied with me?"

Her face felt itchy, Zhao Rou tilted her head, blushing and lowering her eyelashes.

She quickly replied, "No, I'm satisfied."

"Ah."

The wet-hot temperature came from his ears, and he took the tip of her crystal-white ear in his mouth.

Zhao Rou let out a breath without warning, which fell into the man's ears, causing him to chuckle softly.

After finally finishing her work, Zhao Rou got up from the table, stood in front of him, and looked up at him.

"You offered to open a studio for me this morning as a birthday present today?"

She has not been idle these days, searching and analyzing the jewelry design market in Asia City in Yuewan Mansion. This did not escape Mu Zhou's eyes.

But he never said anything and directly proposed a solution to her work on her birthday today.

"Not counting the gifts I gave you, I know you don't want to just take my money to do your own things, so I proposed a partnership and cooperation, so that you can agree to me."

Feeling warm in her heart, Zhao Rou had a real smile on her face, she wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him, leaning her face against his chest, feeling the rhythm of each other's heartbeats beating together.

He really thought about her very carefully, more thoughtfully than anyone else.

"What should I do? If you are so kind to me, I will be very reluctant to let you go."

If they were to separate in the future, how could she let go of this caring, meticulous man who took care of her.

"This is the second time tonight that you have said that I am good to you," Mu Zhou put his arms around her slender waist and could not see her expression. He just smiled and stared at Liuli in front of him and said in a casual tone, "Dote on your own woman. Isn’t it natural? This is what I should do and what you should do.”

Look, love words come out so naturally.

Zhao Rou felt even sweeter.

Sweeter than ever.

The autumn mood in October is getting stronger, and the leaves planted on both sides of the road have withered and turned yellow. When the wind blows, the fallen leaves are flying, falling down and kissing the ground.

In the past few days, Han Zihao did not see Zhao Rou. She didn't know what urgent matter Zhao Fangyi mentioned when she was in the ward, and she didn't care.

Apart from occasionally sending messages of concern and greetings, Li Sijin spent the rest of the time busy with the company's affairs.

Zhao Rou recruited the design talents needed by the studio within a few days, and after showing them to the people at Mu Zhou, they finalized the design team.

Mu Zhou arranged for his people to buy an office on the first floor of a high-end office building in the city center as Zhao Rou's studio.

Everything proceeds in an orderly manner.

One day in early October, Zhao Rou showed up at the airport to pick up the plane. After waiting for half an hour, a tall blonde curly-haired beauty wearing a brown windbreaker appeared in the crowd. She pushed her suitcase and walked towards the exit at a leisurely pace.

(End of this chapter)