Chapter 31  

The worm on the sofa squirmed........and squirmed again........then squirmed again. The legs stretched out, then the hands started to scratch and clutching the quilt, the worm rolled off.......

*Dong!*

The person sprawled on the floor raised up sleepy eyes and holding her sore head, she muttered.

"Ao!......"

This was the 5th time she had fallen off the sofa this morning and including the 8 times last night, she had fallen down a total of 13 times and had almost knocked every spot on her head.

She rubbed her head and hugging her big quilt, she climbed back onto the soft sofa once again. Still overwhelmed with sleepiness, once again she dived back into her rendezvous with Zhou Gong*.

(Zhou Gong is a legendary figure who was once a wise King and was given the title of Honorable and Virtuous King. After his death, people lamented that if they wanted his advice they could only speak to him in their dreams and it was said that he would let people know through their dreams if something important was going to happen to them. Henceforth, he was known as 'God of Dreams." So if someone says he has to meet Zhou Gong, it means he wants to sleep.)

The miserable rendezvous had only started just 10 minutes and the tragic scene was re-enacted. Someone turned over in restlessness and fell off again.

This time, she decided not to climb up and sleepily pulled the quilt completely off the sofa. She wrapped her legs around it, rolled into a ball and continued with her sleep.

A big hand pushed her on her shoulders. "Girl, get up and sleep on the sofa."

"No......" Someone was still feeling sleepy and muttered. "I'll fall again. It's comfortable here."

Zhen Lang sighed helplessly. "Go.......sleep on the bed."

"Um......" Jia Shao reluctantly forced out a reply and waved her hand trying to drive away the sound that was humming in her ear. "Too lazy......."

Two arms picked up the bundle of quilt and the person cocooned in it. Zhen Lang carried her body that was curled up like a shrimp and walked towards the bedroom.

As soon as she laid down on the soft bed, Jia Shao let out a comfortable sigh. The scent of the man still lingered on the pillow and there was still warmth in the bedding. She hooked her legs and very naturally lifted up the quilt to cover herself, relaxing as his scent surrounded her.

Zhen Lang quietly left the room and not long after, he came back. He was holding a cup of fragrant coffee in his hand and he sat down on the bed to lean against the headboard. Taking sips of coffee, he gently flipped through the book in his hand and occasionally he would look sideways at the person who was in deep sleep next to him. For a long time, he did not turn the pages of his book.

In the middle of her dreamy sleep, she sniffed and the rich aroma of coffee made her stomach emit a loud groaning hollow sound. When her mind gradually cleared, she opened her sleep laden eyes and subconsciously looked towards the source of the fragrance.

The sunlight fell on his face that was turned sideways, drawing out a deep three-dimensional outline. As the light rays rested on him, she could even see the slight tremor of his eyelashes and his hair reflected the faint color of light brown with some flecks of a variety of colors. His tall nose and the curve at the corner of his mouth made him look like an unmoving statue.

Just as her mind was wandering in a trance, the statue suddenly turned his face around and smiled at her. "Hungry?"

He did not enquire whether she was awake but asked whether she was hungry.......this was what it meant by understanding her.......

Jia Shao sat up silently, shook her head while she hugged the quilt and stared at the cup in his hand with a longing expression.

"No coffee before breakfast." Zhen Lang ruthlessly burst her bubble of hope.

She pursed her lips and snorted. "You have not taken your breakfast but you still drank coffee."

Petty is petty! Why look for excuses?!

Zhen Lang smiled. No longer wishing to argue with her, he handed his cup to her. "After washing your face, let's go shopping."

Clasping the coffee cup, Jia Shao took big mouthfuls until there was not much left in the cup before she shoved it back into his hands and bounced into the bathroom.

Zhen Lang holding the coffee cup looked at the lively figure as it disappeared from his sight. He waited for the various sounds of washing up to come from the bathroom before he finished off the remaining coffee in the cup.

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Jia Shao, who was pushing the shopping cart, had one foot on the back of the cart while her other foot was on the ground pushing the cart forward to roll down the aisle. She was having a wonderful time in the supermarket and occasionally she would pull a few things from the shelf to put into the cart.

Zhen Lang was leisurely following her with his hands folded behind his back. His gaze swept over the shelves and occasionally he would pick up some necessities.

"What kind of floor mop do you use?" He asked gently.

"Flat."

An additional flat type of mop appeared in the cart.

"What kind of kitchen towels do you like?" He was still gentle as he stood in front of a row of shelves looking like he was inspecting the products.

"Large ones."

In the shopping cart, a large, soft kitchen towel was added.

"Do you like to use washing powder or laundry detergent?" He smiled while he held up two products in his hands and asked in his clear voice.

"Detergent."

And so, a heavy bottle of liquid laundry detergent appeared in the cart.

Finally, someone reacted and asked. "Why do you have to ask me what I like?"

He threw in a piece of cloth for washing dishes and patted his hands. "I can't bear to see you do all the work you're supposed to do, so at least I should buy you the things that you are satisfied and happy to use."

His words made Jia Shao's face fall and she snorted as she glared at him fiercely.

"If you don't want to do it, it's okay. I still have to report to Jia Ma and I will move out." Zhen Lang waved a shoe polishing mechanism in his hands. "After all, I'm still not used to people waiting on me."

From his hands, Jia Shao snatched the shoe polishing mechanism and threw it into the shopping cart. Biting her back molars, she said. "I am very used to waiting on you and I'll wait on you until you die!"

"Well, that's a blessing. If you make me feel comfortable, I may consider letting you have the bed tonight." Playing down her bold curse, he laughed and turned to pick up some fresh vegetables.

She knew that he just wanted to torture her, destroy her and watch her go crazy. Otherwise, why should he desperately want both of them to cram into a house, wait for her to disgrace herself and then ridicule her?

Jia Shao turned her face away with anger and suddenly her gaze rested on rows of canned beer on the shelf. She chuckled and grabbed a carton to put it into the cart. "Zhen Lang, should we celebrate our re-cohabitation today?"

"Okay." He was holding some meat and it seems he did not notice her actions.

She looked at him. "Since I'm the one who is receiving you into the house, I will decide how we will celebrate, okay?" Afraid that the other person would object, she quickly added. "Of course, I won't dare to do anything unpleasant otherwise, you will complain to my old lady."

Picking up some vegetables in front of him, he muttered indifferently. "As you like."

Pushing the shopping cart, she grinned like a cat.

"Vet, how did you find my address?"

In only just a night, she had fallen so many times that her back ached and her legs hurt. How will she be able to live in future? So, she must plan to make Zhen Lang leave her little nest voluntarily and also dare not complain to her old mother.

"I went to 'Golden Sunflower' and saw the paper you stuck on the table." A smile flashed in his eyes and did not mention that he had spent a few hundred dollars so that Fang Qing Kui would let him see it 'accidentally.'

"I want to eat boiled pork slices, pork shoulder in fermented soybean and beef braised with mushroom." Her hand waved in front of him to distract him and when he was not looking, she stuffed a bottle of wine into the cart.

When it was time to pay the bill, Jia Shao pushed the cart forward quickly and said. "I'll do it, I'll do it....."

When Zhen Lang reached out his hands to pick up the shopping bags, Jia Shao enthusiastically snatched the bags from him and said. "I'll do it, I'll do it......."

Today, Jia Shao's dress is very beautiful. She wore the tight dress that Zhen Lang had casually thrown on the bed. She did not think much of it and just put it on before she walked out.

So outside the big supermarket, a handsome man was seen walking leisurely with his hands folded behind his back while a slim girl was following him with a mop hoisted on her shoulder with two shopping bags hanging from each end. She was also holding two huge bags in her hand and staggering as she walked.

Looking at this scene, countless men around could not help but pity her and sighed, and at the same time felt distressed for her.

When Zhen Lang turned around and saw Jia Shao taking unsteady small steps behind him, he stopped and asked. "Do you want me to help?"

Jia Shao smiled sweetly and shook her head. "I can manage. It's right that I should wait on you."

Her words made the group of men nearby laughed.

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When Zhen Lang carried the braised maroon pork shoulder out of the kitchen, a wine glass was shoved in front of him and the red wine inside was twirling around accompanied by an even more brilliant smile. "Zhen Lang, let's celebrate the beginning of our new life of cohabitation. Cheers!"

It seems she did not want to give him a chance to sit down and stuffed the wine glass into his hand. Quickly, she clinked their wine glasses together and drank up the wine.

Zhen Lang was stunned. Jia Shao wiped her mouth and said. "Tomorrow is your rest day and you don't have any surgeries scheduled for the day after tomorrow, so it doesn't matter if you drink a little wine. And I have chosen wine with a low alcohol content that you can drink."

Without hesitation, he drank it all up and before he could put down the glass, she quickly filled up the glasses again. "A toast for 22 years of knowing each other........Cheers!"

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"For me to serve you well.......Cheers!"

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"For our fated relationship in elementary school, junior high school, high school, university......Cheers!"

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"For our great motherland.......Cheers!"

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"For our happy life......Cheers!"

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"Are you trying to get me drunk?" The eyes of Zhen Lang were bright and clear. "Like the last time in university when you took photos of me to threaten me?"

Jia Shao's hand shook and the wine in the glass nearly spilled. She gave him a forced smile. "How can I play the same trick on you twice?"

Zhen Lang did not make any effort to respond. Jia Shao let out a hiccup, her face was slightly flushed and she raised her glass once again.

"For the sumptuous meal you cooked today.......Cheers!!!!"

He tipped back the drink and the wine slide down his throat. He massaged his eyes, gently shook his head and rubbed his fingers on his forehead.

On seeing his actions, Jia Shao smiled in her heart.

She knew very well about Zhen Lang's low tolerance for alcohol. What's more, she had been piling him with wine and when she saw the empty wine bottle on the table, she took out two cans of beer. "We have finished the red wine, let's change to beer."

Zhen Lang's eyes were a little blurred and holding his forehead, he said. "I'm not drinking anymore. I feel dizzy."

"Drink this!" Jia Shao leaned nearer to his side either intentionally or unintentionally blocking his move of picking up more food. "This is cold.......it should help to sober you up."

Zhen Lang smiled. It was a relaxed smile she had never seen before and she squinted.

"Feed me and I'll drink." He said.

Feed him? Of course, she'll feed him.........

She held up a can of beer to his lips. "I'll feed you.......drink up."

Perhaps, it was because the effects of alcohol had gone to his head, he became a bit childish and shaking his head, he pointed at her. "Let me see you drink."

Seeing that she was about to successfully accomplish her objective, she tipped back her head and took a mouthful. Just when she lowered her head, suddenly he leaned forward and kissed her hard on her lips.

While she was still stunned by his actions, he smoothly pried open her lips and sucked the beer in her mouth that she still had yet to swallow. At the same time, she could also hear him swallow the beer down his throat.

And he, reluctant to leave, once again swept his tongue around her mouth to suck up all her flavors and blend in the two people with the same alcoholic taste.

At this moment, the alcohol seemed to have suddenly rushed up to her head making her muddleheaded. She had a feeling of weightlessness and felt as if her body was flying. She was only conscious of one feeling and that was.......his tongue is very agile, his lips are very warm and his actions are overbearing and very gentle.

It was not known how long time had passed before he finally released her and Zhen Lang leaned on her shoulder breathing evenly.

Her mind floated in the air for a long time and then slowly returned. Jia Shao gave Zhen Lang, who was beside her, a push and said. "Hey, wake up and let's continue to drink."

He felt very heavy and his weight almost weighed her down. Zhen Lang leaned against her and no matter how much she pushed, he did not respond.

Jia Shao's eyes lit up and her lips curved into an evil smile. She put her arms around his ribs to support him and used strength to pull him up.

Who said that the same trick can't be played twice? As long as it succeeds.........

Supporting him and with much difficulty, she managed to get him to the bed and threw down the person who was like a dead pig. The handsome figure lying on the bed looked just like a sleeping prince in a fairy tale.

The evil princess placed her devilish claws on the prince's collar. In May, it was unnecessary to wear more than a piece of clothing and she was able to unbutton his shirt without much effort. His shirt messily spread out on both sides of him revealing his strong chest muscles which were not too overly developed. With his broad shoulders and his tight skin exposed, surrounded with a thick air of alcoholic smell, he exuded a sense of beauty.

Without stopping, Jia Shao's hands flew at the belt of his pants and quickly undid it.

She encountered a little difficulty while she was tugging the belt and accidentally fell on top of his chest. His breath was mixed with the smell of alcohol which was even more tempting than perfume.

She poked her fingers at his chest and felt the warmth under her hands which gave her another kind of wonderful feeling.

Her hands traveled over his chest then she trailed her fingers around the outline of his chest before making a twirl around the two red points before resting them on his waist. On his waist just above his hips, his belt lay unclasped and her hands stopped moving while she fixed her eyes on it with curiosity.

After so many years, her impression of him was just the magnified version of that little doll 22 years ago. That time, he was tender and dripping wet but today, she realized that it was totally not like the version before. During that time in the school, she had felt nervous because beside him lay Lin Zi Chen who was equally drunk and she did not have time to take a good look at him but today, there are no outsiders.

After a lot of effort, she finally managed to pull off his pants. On the floral bedsheet, the prince's body was laid bare in front of her wearing only the last piece of obstacle.

She stared with surprise at this last piece of covering and she felt there was a huge difference with what was long etched in her memory. It looked like a lump of cow shit which made her blink her eyes........and blinked her eyes again.

Her finger slowly reached out to poke at it and it gave her an indescribable feeling which made her so curious that she hooked her finger to the slit.

To look or not to look?

She lifted up the slit and quietly stretched her head to sneak a look.

"Are you going to shoot or not?" A faint voice faintly sounded near her ear.

Ah........take a photo!

Suddenly she jumped up as if she had just woken up. The house was still in chaos and she tried to locate her camera. She had just moved in and there were too many things that she had not sorted out yet and at this moment, she could not find it.

"It's in the box beside the sofa." The voice lightly reminded her again. "I saw you put it there yesterday."

"Oh!" Someone rushed to the sofa, pulled out her favorite camera and happily returned to the room. The man who was lying on the bed was now sitting and leaning against the headboard. His shirt was draped in the crook of his arm and his gaze was calm. "How do you want me to pose? I'm willing to cooperate with you."

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"Ah!" Someone who was up to no good finally realized she was caught red-handed and quickly hid the camera behind her back before fleeing.

He.......why wasn't he drunk?

How.......how is this possible?