SM Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Just Do It

“…What type do you like?”…

After dinner, they drove back to Shen Yi.

They found a movie to watch, and Zhu Shihao suddenly said, “Zhi Xu, I want to drink, want to have some?”

Tan Zhi Xu glanced at her, didn’t say anything, but got up to get the wine. As soon as he left, her attention was no longer on the movie. She pressed pause and lay on the sofa, watching his figure.

When he appeared, holding a bottle of wine in one hand and two stemmed glasses in the other, he hadn’t even started drinking, but his lazy and casual posture seemed to be tinged with a bit of tipsiness.

The movie screen was frozen, and he bent down to put down the wine and glasses, “Why aren’t you watching?”

“Waiting for you.” As she spoke, she got up and sat on the carpet.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and sat down next to her, holding the bottleneck, and the dark red liquid poured out, cascading down the inside of the glass.

“The after-effects are strong, take it easy.”

Zhu Shihao carelessly said “Uh-huh” twice, seemingly not taking it to heart at all, obviously perfunctory.

It was just the two of them, watching a movie at home, quietly and peacefully. They weren’t in a hurry to drink. By the end of the movie, they had only had two or three glasses.

As the end credits rolled, Zhu Shihao stretched her arms. Before she could put them down, one of her hands was grabbed by him. She looked over and met his deepening gaze, and she understood in her heart.

After a moment of eye contact, Zhu Shihao leaned over and straddled him, sitting on his lap.

Tan Zhi Xu quietly watched her movements, watched her get closer, watched her kiss him.

In this kind of kiss, the atmosphere gradually became tender and sensual. Tan Zhi Xu raised his hand to protect her lower back, afraid that she would accidentally hit the edge of the table, changing from responding to plundering.

Zhu Shihao straightened up, both of their lips covered with a watery sheen, reflecting the light overhead, making their lips even more crystal clear.

“Want to do it?”

The big hand on her waist changed from supporting to pressing, and the two bodies instantly leaned closer, and the touching parts were even more seamless. Zhu Shihao clearly perceived every movement of Tan Zhi Xu’s body.

Extremely arrogant, the strange feeling was very obvious.

Tan Zhi Xu’s lips brushed against her earlobe, his voice low and magnetic, “What do you think?”

Zhu Shihao’s fingertips slowly slid down from his lips, unbuttoning his shirt, her eyes proud, “I want to top you.”

His big hands were not willing to submit to her, going wild with pleasure, his eyes deeper, a playful expression on his face: “Okay, Shihao tops me.”

Even tacitly, no one mentioned moving to another place. Tan Zhi Xu simply pinched her waist and lifted her up, and the two moved to the sofa.

The temperature rose even higher, even hotter.

Tan Zhi Xu leaned his back against the pillow, his body covered with fine beads of sweat, looking at her, his voice low and hoarse: “What’s wrong? Can’t do it anymore?”

This appearance with a hint of desire fell into her eyes. Under the hazy, watery light, what she saw was a demon who was good at manipulating people’s hearts, an unbreakable chain.

He was a hopeless poison for her life, alluring and tempting.

Zhu Shihao lay on him, didn’t speak, opened her mouth and bit him.

He chuckled lightly, raised his hand and patted her bottom, the other hand landed on her conspicuous breathing undulations, his voice low, “Continue.”

A few minutes later, Zhu Shihao slumped on him again, unable to move at all.

“Baby, why are you so weak?” He lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was sprawled on him, acting spoiled, and brushed away the sweaty hair stuck to her face. “Still topping me, Shihao? If you don’t top me, then it’s my turn to top you.”

These words were still teasing, and she twisted him on the chest, but his muscles were not relaxed at this time, and she couldn’t pinch anything.

“Zhi Xu, Zhi Xu.”

She evaded his question, calling his name as if answering everything.

He lovingly kissed the top of her head, and Tan Zhi Xu’s tiger’s mouth caught her slender waist: “Okay, I’ll help you, help you top me.”

Before the words fell, she felt the movement below her, and without strength, only a moving moan escaped from her lips.

To fulfill her wish, Tan Zhi Xu carried her back to the room, carrying her to wash and touch, and ate her again. By the time they lay on the bed, except for being more awake after the shower, her body was still tired and soft.

Enjoying Tan Zhi Xu’s hair-drying service, after it was dry, he went to put away the hair dryer and wash his hands.

Coming back and hugging her, the excitement hadn’t subsided. Both of them weren’t sleepy, and even Tan Zhi Xu, who hadn’t slept well for two nights in a row, felt very energetic.

Perhaps it was extracting yin to replenish yang.

Zhu Shihao was hugged by him, her head resting just right against his half-hidden collarbone, her mind empty, poking here and there with her fingertips.

Tan Zhi Xu, whose arm was pressed by her, hooked the corner of her clothes and twirled them.

He suddenly asked, “Do you remember a time when you gave me the cold shoulder, and after a long time, we suddenly made up?”

She thought about it, not needing too much time. To be precise, they had only given each other the cold shoulder that one time.

“Senior year of high school, right? The time you snitched on me. Wasn’t it just that one time?” The voice she spoke with was more gentle than usual, still showing a touch of charm in her laziness, “Was it a long time? Didn’t just one weekend pass? At most, ten days, right?”

Tan Zhi Xu frowned. Was it only less than ten days?

It clearly felt like a very, very long time, so long that he was already at the limit of his endurance, close to surrendering.

“I remember being angry when I was picking vegetables for you at noon. How did you get better by the evening?”

Hearing this question, Zhu Shihao’s thoughts were flying, and even her eyes became dazed.

How did she get better by evening?

She remembered that period very clearly, and the torrent of time had not faded it in the slightest.

Apart from still being in her unilateral cold war, that evening was no different. It was such an ordinary day, even the campus broadcast was still the same old platitudes.

During dinner time, there weren’t many people in the classroom, and several boys were talking.

“…What type do you like?”

She originally wanted to go in, but the next second, a voice that was all too familiar rang out, as casual as ever, revealing the unrestrainedness of youth.

Tan Zhi Xu’s voice went straight into her ears.

“What kind of person do I like? Someone with a temper, someone interesting, someone beautiful and pure.”

Her footsteps couldn’t move in at this time, and she could only hide outside the door, using the wall to cover herself.

Tan Zhi Xu didn’t like Zhu Shihao like that.

When she realized this, she suddenly felt that the cold war she had started alone was meaningless.

What was she waiting for? Clearly, he still took care of her and treated her well as before.

So what exactly did she want to get?

Clearly, he didn’t know anything, didn’t know that the love letter was written to him, didn’t know that the person Zhu Shihao liked was himself.

Clearly, he was so good, so good to her.

She couldn’t get the love she wanted from the cold war, and it wasn’t his fault that he didn’t like Zhu Shihao.

After understanding this, she decided to put away the love letter, decided to smile at him as before, and decided never to mention this puppy love that shouldn’t have happened.

Zhu Shihao raised her head and looked at him, touched his face, and lay back on him, lowering her eyes, and gently placed her hand on his chest, feeling the heartbeat coming from his chest.

“Just think of it as me regaining my conscience. I just felt that you have already been very good to me, Zhi Xu.”

Yes, Tan Zhi Xu had already been very, very good to her. Except for the matter of love, he had always stood firmly on her side without hesitation.

Tan Zhi Xu chuckled lightly and patted her face, not using force, but revealing a hint of familiarity.

“It took you so long to remember. You’ve already been heartless enough.”

His hands were big, easily covering her entire face. At this moment, it covered her cheek, his palm was warm, and the pulp of his thumb gently rubbed against her face, like a caress.

But in the end, there was still regret, right?

Zhu Shihao pursed her lips, grabbed his hand on her face, and bit it.

Tan Zhi Xu let her bite, not dodging or asking why. The hand hooking the corner of her clothes gently patted her spine, and his light gaze was filled with tenderness and pampering.

From childhood to adulthood, he always managed her, but he also always indulged her.

In Tan Zhi Xu’s world, there was almost nothing Zhu Shihao couldn’t do. She could have anything she wanted.

However, some things cannot be obtained through indulgence and permission.

At least love cannot be. Zhu Shihao disdains wanting that.

On Friday, Zhu Shihao received a call from home, asking her to go home for dinner on Saturday night. Zhu Suiyi’s family would also be there. She agreed. Less than two minutes after hanging up the phone, she received a message.

Dad: [Ask Zhi Xu to come along if he’s free.]

She replied with an “Okay.”

She turned around and asked the person next to her, “My dad asked you to come home for dinner together tomorrow night. Are you free?”

Tan Zhi Xu lowered his eyes and glanced at the person who clearly knew the answer, “Don’t you know?”

She wrinkled her nose. If she wasn’t worried about the others, she would have even wanted to bare her teeth. While replying to Zhu Yingqing, she muttered, “Answering a question with a question is rude.”

Hearing this, he flicked her on the head, “Have you forgotten? You often play this trick.”

Of course, she wouldn’t admit it. Zhu Shihao simply pretended not to hear.

The sound of Ran Cai came from the side: “Shihao, when is your studio moving? Have you decided?”

She put away her phone, turned it face down on the table, and nodded with a smile: “It’s set. Moving next week, officially opening on Saturday.”

Ran Cai held her hand with both hands: “Baby, I’ll definitely send you the most beautiful flower basket.”

A sneering laugh came over, and Ran Cai looked in the direction of the sound, seeing Tan Zhi Xu drinking water.

She calmed down a bit and said again seriously: “The second most beautiful, Xu Ge is number one.”

A few people were eating hot pot, lively and bustling.

Her phone rang, and Tan Zhi Xu put down his teacup and went to get his phone. He was indifferent when he saw the WeChat notification. He swiped his thumb to the left to delete it directly, without even unlocking it.

Zhu Shihao reached out to pick up a meatball and casually asked him, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Knowing that she couldn’t pick it up, Tan Zhi Xu picked up the chopsticks and helped her hold it against the edge of the pot.

She immediately poked the meatball and successfully bit into it.

Wei Wang suddenly laughed loudly: “Look at the group, our big star got on the wrong car today, it’s hilarious.”

A few people picked up their phones one after another, watching Yang Xu complaining and pouring out his grievances in the group.

Tan Zhi Xu looked at it for a while and said a few words, but didn’t have much interest in saying more. Exiting the group chat interface, the chat dialogue below clearly showed a red dot, with the number “2” inside.

He didn’t plan to pay attention to it, but the red mark looked uncomfortable. He clicked in and immediately exited, staring at it blankly, still feeling that it was an eyesore, so he simply “deleted the chat,” and now it looked much better before he put down his phone.

In the evening, they rested at Zhu Shihao’s place, or, it wasn’t entirely resting.

He brazenly occupied the master bedroom’s big bed, pillows, and the owner, Zhu Shihao.

After lunch, they returned to the Zhu family. Coincidentally, they met Zhu Suiyi’s family downstairs in the unit building before they even went upstairs.

Yu Jianmin looked at the man whose expression seemed indifferent and pretended to sigh: “I’m saying, Zhi Xu, you’re making it seem like I’m not doing well enough.”

Compared to what he was carrying in his hand, what he brought was too ordinary.

Tan Zhi Xu was quite familiar with the Zhu family, and upon hearing this, he raised his eyebrows: “This wine is quite good. I was originally planning to have Uncle Zhu and Brother Min try it, but it seems Brother Min isn’t very interested in drinking today?”

Hearing these words, Yu Jianmin glanced at his wife.

Zhu Suiyi rolled her eyes: “Drink if you want to drink, why are you looking at me? It makes it seem like I’m very strict.”

She held her daughter’s hand, with Jia Jia’s schoolbag hanging on her shoulder, filled with the little girl’s things, urging everyone to hurry up and stop talking nonsense. She led her sister up the stairs with her other hand and glanced at her husband unhappily, complaining impolitely.

“What courage do you have to compare with our Zhi Xu? A son-in-law is half a son. Zhi Xu has been eating and studying with us since he was a child, so he can be considered half a son. If you count it, your seniority can’t even compare to Zhi Xu’s, right?”

It was no exaggeration to say that in terms of eating and studying, Tan Zhi Xu had eaten more rice and done more homework at the Zhu family than at his own home.

There was no problem in saying that he was half a son of the Zhu family.

Yu Jianmin touched his nose and followed behind the three with this “brother-in-law.”

Tan Zhi Xu casually started a conversation and chatted with him.