Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 168 Don't Speak Up If You're One of Our Own, You're a Troublemaker

Late at night, in a suite at the Bulgari Hotel.

Zhou Ye was squatting on the ground, studying the glass door of the minibar, his fingers hesitating among the various bottles of wine, actually taking the opportunity to ease the awkwardness he had just experienced in the car.

People always seem very busy after they die, just like her right now.

The thought of what was about to happen tonight filled the girl with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

Jiang Qing unbuttoned his shirt collar and walked over, secretly amused by the girl's self-deceptive behavior.

What would you like to drink?

"This is pink."

Just as Zhou Ye was tiptoeing to reach for the raspberry liqueur, Jiang Qing suddenly wrapped her arm around his lower back.

Warm breath brushed against her ear, startling her so much that she knocked over a champagne glass. Amidst the clinking sounds, the two scrambled to catch the rolling bottle.

"Clumsy".

Jiang Qing smiled and turned her around, only to find that the tips of her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Zhou Ye tugged at the wrinkles in his shirt with a reproachful expression.

"It's all your fault for suddenly hugging me."

The neon lights outside the window shimmered into spots of light on the 30th floor. Jiang Qing glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window and suddenly took two steps back.

"Want to look at the stars?"

"what?"

Before Zhou Ye could react, he was lifted up around the waist, his slippers falling onto the carpet with a thud.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around Jiang Qing's neck, and as she sank into the cloud-shaped sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the starry sky curtain above her head slowly unfolded.

"This is."

"Dome projection."

Jiang Qing touched the remote control and pressed it twice, and the Milky Way suddenly began to flow.

"You said in our last chat that you hadn't looked at the starry sky in a long time."

Zhou Ye felt a surge of sweetness in his heart and curled his toes to poke his knee.

"Teacher Jiang has a good memory."

"It's just okay."

The Milky Way spun overhead, and when Zhou Ye counted the 23rd shooting star, he felt a strand of hair on the side of his neck being gently brushed aside.

Jiang Qing's kiss landed behind her ear, as gentle as a butterfly alighting.

The atmosphere began to become ambiguous.

"Wait, wait a minute."

She gripped his hand as he unbuttoned his shirt, her voice trembling.

I haven't yet.

Jiang Qing paused, placing her palm on her back to comfort her.

"Not in a hurry."

He actually stopped what he was doing, and pulled a thin blanket over her, wrapping her up like a silkworm.

Zhou Ye, however, emerged from under the blanket and whispered something while pressing his forehead against Zhou Ye's chest.

Am I a nuisance?

"What a stupid thing to say."

Jiang Qing smiled and pinched the tip of her nose.

"Do you remember that time we played basketball in Peach Blossom Village? Someone's eyes practically popped out of their head, but compared to today..."

"Hey, you can't say that!"

Zhou Ye lunged forward, covered his mouth, and buried himself in his arms.

Jiang Qing took the opportunity to hug her and roll half a circle around, letting her lie on top of him.

"At that time, I thought, 'Oh, so you like this.'"

"I don't like it, it's uncomfortable!"

She opened her mouth and bit his chin, wincing as her stubble pricked her.

He's probably been using electronic devices a lot today; his stubble is growing really fast.

Jiang Qing chuckled and patted the back of her head.

"If we're so nervous, how about we go see a movie?"

"No."

"How about playing video games?"

"No."

"Then you kiss me?"

Zhou Ye suddenly closed his eyes and brought his face close, his eyelashes trembling.

Jiang Qing cupped her cheeks, and this time the kiss landed on her brow.

"What? Didn't you say..."

The girl frowned, looking puzzled.

Before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly lifted up and carried by Jiang Qing towards the bathroom.

"Take a shower first."

"Jiang Qing, put me down!"

Zhou Ye panicked and started thrashing over him.

"I haven't even taken off my makeup!"

"Perfect, I'll help you."

At the sink, Jiang Qing unscrewed the gilded bottle cap with one hand and gently touched the tip of her nose with his fingertip, which was covered in the ointment.

"Close your eyes."

The girl stared at him blankly, then obediently closed her eyes.

The unprecedented experience left her momentarily speechless.

Even as the warm towel was applied, Zhou Ye was still rambling on and on.

I can uninstall it myself.

"do not move."

Jiang Qing pressed down on her wobbly little head.

"Be good."

The girl then calmed down.

When the makeup remover foam dissolved on her face, Jiang Qing's technique was surprisingly professional.

Zhou Ye secretly opened his eyes and saw that his expression was serious and his eyes were exceptionally gentle.

"What are you looking at?"

"Your eyelashes are so long!"

"Open your mouth."

"what?"

Strawberry-flavored toothpaste was suddenly squeezed into his mouth, and Zhou Ye stomped on his foot in anger.

"Jiang Qing!"

The electric toothbrush buzzed, and Jiang Qing laughed as she dodged her swift kick.

"Teacher Zhou should pay attention to oral health."

"Jiligulu..."

The girl's voice was shattered by the electric toothbrush.

When Jiang Qing was pushed out of the bathroom, Zhou Ye's face was already as red as a peach.

He turned around and smiled mischievously.

"Do you need help?"

"do not want!"

Jiang Qing shrugged, smiled, and walked away.

Half an hour later, when Zhou Ye came out with his hair still wet, he saw him frowning at his laptop.

She crept closer, only to be suddenly pulled by the wrist and forced to sit on his lap.

"Spying on trade secrets?"

"No!"

Zhou Ye pointed at the Ferris wheel design on the screen, his eyes wide.

"This is."

"A new landmark in front of the Wuwen Technology Building."

Jiang Qing turned the blueprints around and explained them to her softly.

"The elevator car windows are specially made; they become transparent when the car reaches its highest point."

Zhou Ye turned around and hugged his neck, his face full of surprise.

"I want to be the first girl to sit in it!"

"of course."

Jiang Qing smiled and tapped the tip of her nose.

He glanced at the girl's wet hair, closed his laptop, and twirled a strand of her hair with his fingertips.

"It's easy to get a headache if you don't dry your hair."

"I will do it myself……"

Zhou Ye was about to get up when he was pushed back into place.

Jiang Qing rummaged through the bathroom cabinet and pulled out a hairdryer, then walked back and waved it at her.

After connecting the power supply, he first turned it on to test the air temperature and adjusted it to a suitable temperature.

Zhou Ye was sitting cross-legged on the carpet when suddenly a warm fingertip pressed against the back of his neck.

She shrank her neck in protest.

"Hehe... It itches! Teacher Jiang has switched careers to become a hairdresser?"

"Don't move."

Jiang Qing knelt on one knee behind her, gently combing through the knotted ends of her hair with his five fingers.

A warm breeze carried the scent of gardenias, and as he lowered his head, his nose brushed against her earlobe, giving her a gentle sniff.

"Ono, this doesn't seem to be the hotel's shampoo."

"Yes, I carry it with me all the time; I'm used to using it."

"Are you sure this wasn't prepared on purpose?"

"of course not……"

The hairdryer suddenly became louder, drowning out her rebuttal.

Jiang Qing suppressed a laugh and turned the wind down.

"Oh, I know."

Zhou Ye grabbed a cushion and threw it behind him, but he caught it with one hand and tucked it behind his waist.

"Thank you, Ono."

He gently pressed his fingertips against Zhou Ye's scalp through the towel, and Zhou Ye squinted his eyes in comfort.

As the wind blew on her bangs, the girl suddenly felt a gentle tug on the top of her head. Jiang Qing's voice was filled with laughter.

"So you had a cowlick here."

"Don't touch it!"

She turned around in embarrassment and annoyance to grab the hairdryer, leaning into his arms.

Jiang Qing wrapped her legs around her and rested her chin on her shoulder.

"If you keep moving around, it'll blow until dawn."

The television screen reflected the intertwined figures of the two. Zhou Ye stared at Jiang Qing inside, then suddenly reached out and poked his knee.

"The CEO is quite skilled at serving people."

"Don't forget I have a troublesome younger sister."

He deliberately blew hot air into her neck, causing the girl to giggle and dodge left and right. Strands of hair brushed against her neck, causing a fine, ticklish sensation. Jiang Qing's eyes flickered, and he turned off the hairdryer.

"All right."

Zhou Ye tossed his fluffy long hair, turned around, knelt down, and touched his chin.

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Jiang. Would you like a tip?"

"want."

Jiang Qing suddenly grabbed the back of her head and kissed her, the sweet taste of strawberry toothpaste spreading between their lips and teeth.

Zhou Ye's fingers, which were gripping his collar, gradually loosened. He only woke up when his back touched the cool marble coffee table, and he pushed him away, panting.

"I want to put on a face mask!"

Jiang Qing readily let go of her hand and watched as she awkwardly ran to rummage through her makeup bag.

As the face mask was slapped onto her cheek, he suddenly reached out and tapped her puffed-out cheek.

"Like a deep-sea fish."

"You're the one who's like an octopus!"

Zhou Ye gave a vague rebuttal and reached out to hook his calf.

Jiang Qing seized her ankle and circled his fingertips on the protruding knuckles.

"Shall I take you to Donglaishun for dinner tomorrow?"

"No."

She broke free from her restraints and rolled to the other end of the sofa, her face mask wrinkling as she spoke.

"I want to eat the noodles you cooked."

Jiang Qing took out her phone and opened the food delivery app.

"Should I book a table at Xia Chu Fang now?"

"do not want!"

Zhou Ye jumped up and grabbed his wrist.

"Let's talk about it after we wake up tomorrow, no rush."

He thought about it and realized it was too late, so he put his phone away.

"I'll try making scallion oil noodles for you tomorrow. It's simple, but the taste has been tested by many people and they all give it high praise."

"you said!"

Her eyes lit up suddenly, and she reached out to make a pinky promise.

Jiang Qing hooked her little finger and shook it, and the smartwatch on her wrist suddenly lit up with a notification.

"I need to reply to an email from overseas."

He looked up at the girl.

Zhou Ye immediately let go of her hand.

"Then go reply to the email. I'll go remove my face mask in a little while."

Jiang Qing watched her skip and hop towards the bathroom, and chuckled to herself.

The frosted glass reflected a flickering warm light. As he opened his laptop, he couldn't help but look up. Zhou Ye was standing on tiptoe to reach the towel rack, her snow-white ankles peeking out from under her nightgown.

He quickly looked away, and his heart calmed down a bit.

As Jiang Qing closed her laptop, she glanced at her phone, which showed 23:49 PM, and got up to turn the air conditioning up two degrees.

He quickly took a shower and walked into the bedroom. Zhou Ye was lying on the bed scrolling on a tablet, with a projector showing flowing nebulae on the ceiling.

"looking at what?"

Jiang Qing approached, drying her hair.

Zhou Ye hurriedly locked the screen, and the tablet slammed against his chest.

"No, it's nothing!"

Jiang Qing leaned over, one hand supporting her on the pillow.

"WeChat steps?"

"certainly not!"

The girl's cheeks flushed, and she kicked her legs wildly.

"I'm checking the weather for tomorrow."

The phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up with a weather notification, the word "sunny" at 25℃ blatantly exposing the lie.

Jiang Qing chuckled softly and reached out to pinch her puffed-up cheeks.

"Liar."

Zhou Ye opened his mouth to bite his finger, but was instead pushed into the pillow.

The projected starlight swirled around his shoulder, and she suddenly reached out and poked his chest.

"Your heart is beating so fast."

"Ah."

Jiang Qing grabbed the mischievous hand and pressed it against the pillow.

"I just finished taking a shower."

The air suddenly felt thick, and Zhou Ye turned his face away, staring at the neon lights shining through the gap in the curtains.

"Um... could you turn off the projector?"

Afraid of the dark?

"certainly not!"

She kicked off the blanket, revealing half of her fair, white calf.

"It's...it's too bright..."

The remote control beeped, and the starlight went out the instant Zhou Ye felt a warm kiss fall on his eyelids.

Jiang Qing's breath, moist with moisture, brushed against the tip of her nose.

"how about this?"

Zhou Ye suddenly sat up, grabbed a pillow, and placed it between the two of them.

Your hair is still dripping wet!

She jumped out of bed to find a hairdryer, but was pulled back onto the bed by the waist.

Jiang Qing haphazardly dried her hair with a towel.

"It'll be ready soon."

As the two tumbled into the soft bedding, Zhou Ye suddenly chuckled.

"You look like a golden retriever that has fallen into the water."

"Ok?"

Jiang Qing deliberately rubbed against the crook of her neck.

As they were fooling around, the belt of his bathrobe came undone, and Zhou Ye suddenly quieted down, his fingers tugging at his clothes in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"I'm actually... not ready."

"I know."

Jiang Qing grasped her trembling hand and pressed it against his chest.

"So, shall we just talk like this?"

Zhou Ye buried his face in his shoulder and nodded, his hair brushing against his chin and tickling him.

"itch."

"I'm not itchy."

"Your hair..."

What does hair have to do with me?

"Hey!?"

"laugh……"

During their playful fight, the strap of her nightgown slipped down, and Jiang Qing suddenly stopped, pulling the thin blanket over her and wrapping her up tightly.

Is the air conditioning too cold?

Zhou Ye clutched the corner of the blanket and blinked.

"Didn't you just turn it up?"

The silence fermented in the warm breeze, and she suddenly reached out and poked his chest.

"Jiang Qing, have you heard of Mercury Chronicles?"

"That one by Guo Ding?"

"Ah."

She hummed a tune softly, her toes unconsciously rubbing against the sheets.

How much further must I go before I can enter your heart...?

A warm palm suddenly covered her eyes, and Jiang Qing's voice was tinged with laughter.

"Ono, don't speak up if you're on the same side!"

Zhou Ye pried his hand away and found his reflection in his pupils in the dim light.

"I feel like biting someone! Because of what you said, I'm going to eat two soft-boiled eggs tomorrow."

"it is good."

"Add an extra spoonful of scallion oil."

"it is good."

"After we finish eating, we're going to ride the Ferris wheel."

"It's not finished yet; strictly speaking, construction hasn't even started."

"I don't care! Let's ride another Ferris wheel first!"

She rolled over and straddled his waist, her long, loose hair falling over his chest.

"Is that good~"

Jiang Qing supported her swaying waist, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Ono."

"Ok?"

Your bra strap came off.

The girl froze instantly, frantically trying to scramble away, but was grabbed by the waist and pressed back into place.

Jiang Qing sat up and kissed her trembling eyelashes.

"Have I ever mentioned that you talk a lot when you're nervous?"

"You're the one... um..."

The unfinished words were sealed by a kiss, and Zhou Ye's fingers, which had been gripping his clothes, gradually loosened.

When the warm palms stroked her back, she suddenly curled up and burrowed into the blankets, her voice muffled.

"Jiang Qing, turn off the lights!"

Jiang Qing smiled and touched the light switch. The moment darkness fell, there was a rustling sound outside the blanket.

He had just lain down when a soft, warm body rolled into his arms, its trembling breath brushing against his chin.

"Is it okay to sleep like this, holding you like this?"

"Sure... but it will test my willpower a bit."

Jiang Qing pulled his arms back and rested his chin on the top of her head.

The body in my arms was fragrant and soft, making my heart flutter.

I'll add two extra eggs to the scallion oil noodles I make for you tomorrow.

He tried to distract himself.

Zhou Ye tilted her head back and bit his chin, snuggling and acting coquettishly.

"Add grilled sausages too!"

A low laugh echoed in the darkness, making her eardrums tingle and her heart tremble.

At that moment, the bedside digital clock ticked to 00:17. Jiang Qing pulled up the thin blanket that had slipped off and placed a restrained kiss on the girl's forehead.

Goodnight, you troublemaker.

(End of this chapter)