The Fake Young Master Just Want to Win Glory for the Country

Chapter 024 Heating Up

This absurd idea flashed through Xu Xizhou’s mind.
Soon he realized what he was thinking and looked away guiltily.
Was he crazy? How could he stare so hard at a man’s lips?
“It’s too cold here, let’s go back to the hotel.”
Xu Xizhou broke away from his embrace somewhat unnaturally.
Zhuang Jingchun glanced at him thoughtfully, put back his coat, and lowered his head slightly.
Xu Xizhou booked a B&B[1] by the sea, with a white exterior wall, a dark blue roof, and green plants on the balcony. The landlord even raised a plump, big orange cat on the first floor.
In order to save money, he booked a standard room. When he opened the door, he said nervously, “If you don’t want to stay with me, you can—”
“Don’t bother, it’s okay.”
Zhuang Jingchun pushed the suitcase in, bent down, and started packing.
Xu Xizhou went to the balcony to watch the night view for a while, then teased the orange cat on the balcony on the first floor, and returned to the room contentedly
As soon as he sat down, he heard the sound of splashing water. When he looked over, his face became a little stiff.
He didn’t pay attention when he came in, but now he realizes that the bathroom door is made of frosted glass, and the figure of the person inside can be faintly seen.
Thinking of Zhuang Jingchun who took a bath inside without any clothes, Xu Xizhou’s face became inexplicably hot. He quickly turned on the TV and tried his best to divert his attention.

It must be that the heater was too hot. Xu Xizhou opened the window and held the remote control in his hand, but he didn’t watch the programs on the TV at all. He was distracted, thinking of the softness he touched when he turned his face on the beach at sunset.
Stop, it’s just a contractual relationship, you must not have any unreasonable thoughts about that guy!
Don’t be fooled by his beauty!
The bathroom door was opened, and Zhuang Jingchun came out with lingering water vapor, wearing a nightgown. The dark blue silk nightgown was loosely wrapped around his body, making his fair skin and bright red lips even more apparent.
And the man’s green eyes, stained with water vapor, looked like emeralds soaked in honey under the warm yellow light, with an irresistible attraction.
Xu Xizhou took his eyes off the other’s face with difficulty and took a sip of the mineral water on the table.
“Don’t you wash? There’s sand all over your body.”
Zhuang Jingchun sat on the other side and began to wipe his hair.
Xu Xizhou blanked for a few seconds before reacting, grabbed his pajamas, and rushed into the bathroom.
There was still heat and steam remaining in the narrow bathroom, mixed with a faint fragrance of cologne, the smell of Zhuang Jingchun’s body.
Xu Xizhou turned the shower, and the water rushed down, but he felt his face become hotter.
He hurriedly took a combat shower[2], and got into bed without drying his hair.
Zhuang Jingchun was leaning against the head of the bed with a copy of “Butterfly Dream” on his lap. He took off his glasses and glanced at Xu Xizhou.
“Why don’t you blow your hair?”
“I didn’t find the hair dryer…” Xu Xizhou didn’t dare to meet his gaze.
“On my side.”
Zhuang Jingchun sat up, took the hair dryer, and bent down to hand it to him. The bathrobe on his body was already loose, so when he bent down, Xu Xizhou could see clearly the expanse of skin below the collarbone.
Zhuang Jingchun looked thin, but Xu Xizhou did not expect that he had beautiful and smooth abdominal muscles. Obviously, the hidden strength of this body should not be underestimated.
Xu Xizhou took the hair dryer, turned his face hastily, got out of bed, and went to the balcony.
Zhuang Jingchun watched him sitting at the balcony door blowing his hair, chuckled, opened the book in his hand again, and read it with great interest.
Early the next morning, when Zhuang Jingchun woke up, he unexpectedly found that he was the only one in the room. While he was wondering, he suddenly heard the sound of a horn downstairs.
When he walked to the balcony, he saw that it was Xu Xizhou who was riding on an electric scooter, raising his head and waving at him enthusiastically.
“Where did it come from?”
After going downstairs, Zhuang Jingchun folded his arms and looked at Xu Xizhou suspiciously.
“I borrowed it from the landlord. There are all small roads here, so it’s inconvenient to drive a car but it’s fine to ride an electric bike.”
With a smile on his face, Xu Xizhou handed him the helmet and patted the back seat.
“Come on up.”
Zhuang Jingchun was holding the helmet in his hand, his expression a little embarrassed.
Seeing his hesitation, Xu Xizhou frowned slightly, “Why, are you worried about my driving skills? Or is it because Young Master Zhuang feels ashamed to sit on this electric scooter?” Zhuang Jingchun’s lips moved, “Is there only one bike?”
“I borrowed this one with great difficulty. If you don’t come up, I’ll leave first, and I have to go to the gallery.”
“Wait.”
Zhuang Jingchun put on the helmet and sat in the back seat reluctantly.
He was almost thirty years old, sitting in the backseat of an eighteen-year-old kid, he always felt his self-esteem hurt a little…
Zhuang Jingchun hung his hands stiffly, trying to maintain his balance.
Xu Xizhou wore a dark green coat today, with a beige shirt underneath. The seaside wind rolled up the hem of his shirt, revealing a thin waistline.
Zhuang Jingchun subconsciously pinched the shirt and pressed the hem.
Xu Xizhou was driving to the corner when a bicycle came in front, and a little girl of a few years old was riding on it, probably because of nervousness, she was riding crookedly, Xu Xizhou was afraid of bumping into her, and he braked suddenly.
Suddenly, Zhuang Jingchun hugged Xu Xizhou’s waist reflexively.
Seeing the little girl smiling sweetly at him and riding to the other side, Xu Xizhou breathed a sigh of relief.
“Is this your driving skills?”
A mocking voice came from behind his ears. Even through the helmet, Xu Xizhou could still imagine Zhuang Jingchun’s expression at the moment.
He was about to reply but found that his waist was imprisoned by something. He looked down and saw two white and slender hands tightly clasping his waist.
Tch, this guy mocked him with his mouth, but his body was quite honest.
Xu Xizhou’s mood improved inexplicably. He hummed a song, accelerated, and drove forward.
After breakfast, the two went to the most famous art gallery in the town.
This gallery exhibits the works of some pioneering painters in a variety of styles and magnificent colors.
When Xu Xizhou wandered into the innermost room, he was suddenly attracted by a painting.
Among the many brightly colored paintings, this cool-toned painting stood out. The background was a dark forest. A mother sat under a tree, crying with her baby in her arms. All the characters were distorted and grotesque, giving people a heavy and sad feeling.
Xu Xizhou instantly remembered the dream he had. For some reason, looking at the painting, he seemed to be able to feel the mother’s despair.
Coincidentally, the creator of this painting was also Chinese.
Zhuang Jingchun found that he had been staring at the painting, with a worried expression on his face.
When he got out of the gallery, he finally couldn’t help it anymore and looked at Xu Xizhou tentatively.
“Have you… ever thought about finding your biological parents?”

 

References↑1Bed & Breakfast↑2Super quick showers taken between battles by soldiers, to conserve limited water supplies.