Yao’s mother checked Yao Wei’s classmates.

Some of these people do well, some do badly, and some, like Yao Wei, are rich second-generation people, living a life of intoxication.

Xia Han also got one.

He didn’t know where this information came from. He woke up and put it on the table.

Xia Han looked over these again and became suspicious: “Little beauty, you say, is there really a ghost in Yao Wei’s villa?”

“Yes.” Chu Zheng was very determined.

“Are you so sure?” Xia Han walked over with the information and sat down next to Chu Zheng: “Little beauty, do you know something?”

“Guess.” You can’t conceive ghost out of thin air, can you? So what!

“…” Xia Han flipped through the information: “These people are still alive…”

Xia Han glanced at Chu Zheng’s lips, and his voice dropped a few degrees. The blushing lips pursed a few times, and the white fingers repeatedly pinched the information.

Xia Han put down the papers: “Little beauty, I want to kiss.”

“Huh?”

The young man’s beautiful eyes were full of seriousness.

The halo of morning light fell on the eyelashes. On the fair skin, it created a beautiful shadow. His lips were slightly opened, and the tip of his tongue was seen with a seductive luster.

The young man looked like a beautiful young man who came out of the comics. Every subtle movement had its own special effect.

Chu Zheng leaned against the sofa, her eyes stayed on his lips for a few seconds and nodded.

When Xia was uneasy when he asked this question.

He had even thought about Chu Zheng rejecting him indifferently.

He didn’t expect happiness to come so quickly.

The boy’s lips curved slightly and kissed her directly.

The coldness spread all over his body in an instant.

The dragon pattern on the boy’s sleeve reflected golden light. When he raised his hand, the overly wide sleeve fell, revealing the boy’s fair wrist.

He wanted to hug Chu Zheng’s neck, but Chu Zheng grabbed him and put his hand on her shoulder.

The teenager pried open her lips, hooked the tip of her tongue, lightly sucked, and licked.

“Okay.” Chu Zheng pushed him away.

The young man’s body trembled slightly. He was still unfulfilled, and the time was too short.

Chu Zheng raised her hand and the woolen blanket on the opposite sofa automatically flew over. Chu Zheng wrapped him.

The young man puffed out his cheeks. His eyelashes trembled and muttered, “Little beauty, I still want to…”

“Want to die?”

“There is a saying that it is romantic to be a ghost under a peony*.” The young man’s voice was clear. (TN: Peony = beauty.)

“I’m not a peony.”

“That’s a metaphor, the little beauty is much prettier than a peony…” Xia Han was proud. How could his little beauty be comparable to a peony.

Chu Zheng wrapped him up, picked him up, and went upstairs.

She turned up the temperature in the bedroom and put the person on the bed. She pressed him halfway through the woolen blanket.

The room gradually warmed up.

Xia Han was a little hot.

He opened his eyes and looked at Chu Zheng: “Little Beauty…”

Chu Zheng lowered her head and pecked his lips lightly. The latter’s eyes widened slightly. Before he could react, Chu Zheng had already left and kissed him again after a few seconds.

“Is it cold?” Chu Zheng asked him.

“Fine…” Xia Han murmured.

She didn’t kiss for too long. She separated before the cold spread. As soon as the room warmed up, it seemed that she didn’t feel cold anymore.

Chu Zheng accurately controlled the temperature and was trying to make Xia Han not feel cold.

Buzzing…

Xia Han’s phone vibrated.

Chu Zheng stopped, looked at Xia Han for a few seconds, rolled over, and sat beside the bed.

Being disturbed, Xia Han struggled out of the woolen blanket unhappily and answered the phone.

The call was from Yao Wei. Xia Han responded a few times.

He hung up the phone and tugged at Chu Zheng’s sleeve: “Continue?”

Chu Zheng squeezed his chin and kissed him: “Next time.”

Xia Han was disappointed: “If only there was a way to make me not feel cold…” Then he could kiss as he wanted.

Chu Zheng didn’t know what he was thinking. After a long time, she said, “Maybe there is.”

The pleasure of the body can also affect the mood.

Chu Zheng was in a good mood at this time, although… he couldn’t see it.

At first, she promised Xia Han because of the ghost contract. Xia Han made the request very solemnly, and she almost nodded her head.

But later…

Chu Zheng wanted to do that.

It seems like I can’t control myself.

Chu Zheng was a little puzzled. She threw this puzzle to Wangzhe.

[Miss, you like him.] Wangzhe said with a smile.

“Like?”

Emotions are complex and difficult to grasp.

Happiness, worry, pain, anger, sadness…

These things will affect themselves, and even affect the development and outcome of the whole thing.

[Otherwise, why do you want to kiss him? Only those who like someone would do this~]

“Isn’t it sweet and sour?” Chu Zheng asked while poking at the phone, “Why don’t I feel this way?”

This is completely different from what she found out.

This dog thing wants to lie to me again!

[…Miss, don’t search randomly, okay? How could kind of thing have a standard answer.]

[Anyway, when you treat someone specially and unlike others, you probably like it.]

Treated like no one else…

Chu Zheng said with a serious face: “It may also because of guilt, responsibility, pity…”

[…] Wangzhe was silent and roared [Stop! Miss, do you really think that because of guilt, you want to kiss each other!!!]

Chu Zheng was thoughtful.

Chu Zheng suddenly asked, “Won’t you bastard stop me? Does it matter if I like the good guy card?”

[It doesn’t matter. Xiao Jiejie’s physical and mental health and happiness are also within the scope of my…consideration.]

“You are so humane?”

[That is natural.] Wangzhe was very proud.

[Miss, you find that you like Xia Han, what do you think?]

Chu Zheng replied solemnly: “Lock him up first.”

[…? ? ? ? ?]

It already prepared for all kinds of messy situations.

For example, a young lady who is completely clueless suddenly finds that she likes someone else and will panic.

Another example, the young lady will deny and resolutely refuse to admit it. She maintains her image of a cold goddess.

I even thought about the possibility that Xiao Jiejie would kill people because she was frightened.

But she didn’t!

She didn’t!

Nope!

She didn’t panic at all. She accepted that she liked someone without hindrance. She also had a very bold and strange idea that it had not think about at all – locked him up.

Isn’t this the standard configuration of a blackened people?

I know that Xiao Jiejie has always been very receptive…

But can she accept this kind of thing so calmly?

Is the lady a devil?

[Miss, wait a minute, why do you lock him up?]

“Since I like it, I have to get it. What’s the problem?” Chu Zheng nodded, instilling the idea onto herself.

[…] It really shouldn’t use its own short-sighted eyes to look at Xiao Jiejie.

Wangzhe was deeply aware of its own mistakes.

It gave 100,000 sympathies for Xia Han.

He haven’t been blackened yet, but was actually being stared at by the young lady who looked normal, but actually had a very blackened mind.

It shouldn’t discuss this kind of thing with the young lady.

If it didn’t make it clear, the young lady would definitely think about it for a while more.

It felt guilty.