novelinnhs Chapter 120 Su Qingge: That was meant as a token of our love! Who knew you were afraid of snakes!
Chapter 120 Su Qingge: That was meant as a token of our love! Who knew you were afraid of snakes!
The sound of running water filled the bathroom.
The hot water slid down Lin Zhou's firm muscles, carrying away the smell of alcohol, but it couldn't wash away the absurd yet exciting feeling in his mind.
He braced his hands against the tiled wall, letting the water wash over his face. The smile he couldn't suppress appeared particularly radiant in the mist.
"Absolutely amazing."
"That's absolutely amazing."
Lin Zhou couldn't help but laugh out loud, his chest heaving.
This plot is so bad that even TV dramas wouldn't dare to film it like this.
Two idiots who secretly love each other end up living tragic lives because of a five-dollar rubber snake.
Seven whole years!
He thought she was an unattainable swan, a rich heiress who looked down on him.
She thought he was a heartless, irresponsible man who had someone else in his heart.
The results of it?
That night, he assumed she was desperate and had come to find an "honest man" to take her in.
Little did they know, it was a desperate gamble that the young lady was putting all her eggs in one basket for the rest of her life.
"A token of love..."
Lin Zhou turned off the shower, casually grabbed a towel to dry his hair, and repeatedly chewed on those four words.
That broken rubber snake that scared all the girls in the class and made him write a three-thousand-word self-criticism was actually treasured by her for ten years.
What exactly does this woman eat to have such a brain?
but…
So cute.
Looking at his smiling self in the mirror, Lin Zhou felt as if he had been filled with a jar of honey, so sweet it was almost cloying.
"Fine, since you love me so much."
He tidied his wet hair in front of the mirror, his eyes becoming exceptionally doting:
"Then I'm sticking with you for the rest of my life."
...
The next morning.
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the entire master bedroom as if it were free.
"hiss…"
On the large bed, Su Qingge groaned in pain.
She felt as if her head had been sawed open, throbbing and throbbing. Her temples throbbed, and her throat was as dry as if she had been exposed to the scorching sun in the desert for three days.
the Hangover.
This damn hangover.
She struggled to open her eyes, her vision still somewhat blurry.
There are gaps in my memory.
She only remembered that she seemed to be too happy last night when everyone was drinking at a food stall, and she drank a few too many glasses.
then…
Then what happened?
She seemed to see a lamppost? And it seemed... she was hugging someone and crying?
"It's over."
Su Qingge's heart skipped a beat, and she sat up abruptly.
The blanket slipped off, revealing her perfectly intact silk nightgown.
Thankfully, the clothes are still there.
but…
Did you say anything nonsensical last night? Did you do anything embarrassing?
Just as she was trying to piece together those broken fragments of memory.
"Click".
The door was pushed open.
Lin Zhou, wearing an apron and holding a steaming cup of honey water, leaned against the door frame, watching her with a leisurely air.
Lin Zhou looked different from usual at this moment.
Those peach blossom eyes held less of their usual nonchalance and more of a...playfulness that she couldn't understand.
There was also a burning intensity that seemed to see right through her.
"woke up?"
Lin Zhou walked over, handed her the honey water, and sat down on the edge of the bed. His tone was so irritating it made you want to punch him:
"How are you? Headache? My... Suzhou University's campus belle?"
"Cough cough cough!"
Su Qingge had just taken a sip of water when she almost choked on the address.
"What...what did you call me?"
Her eyes widened in horror as she looked at Lin Zhou. "Su, the campus belle? Have you lost your mind?"
This was the nickname the boys used to call each other in private during high school.
After so many years of marriage, Lin Zhou has always called her by her full name or "wife." When has he ever been so mushy?
"What? You don't like it?"
Lin Zhou raised an eyebrow and leaned forward slightly, instantly closing the distance between them.
He stared at Su Qingge's face, which was breathtakingly beautiful even without makeup, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips:
"You weren't like this when you were crying in my arms last night."
"Holding you... and crying?"
Su Qingge's face turned deathly pale instantly, and the cup in her hand trembled.
Fragmented images began to flash through my mind.
Streetlight poles…
Princess carry...
and also…
In the car, she seemed to... seemed to have said something "secret"?
"I...what did I say?"
Su Qingge swallowed hard, trying to appear calm, but her eyes darted around nervously. "I...I blacked out. I don't remember anything."
"Don't you remember?"
Lin Zhou seemed to have anticipated that she would say that.
He slowly pulled his phone out of his pocket and waved the black screen:
"It's okay, I'll help you remember."
"After all, this is our family's precious...intangible cultural heritage."
"What are you doing?!"
Alarm bells rang in Su Qingge's mind, and she instinctively reached out to grab it.
But Lin Zhou reacted faster, turning his wrist and pressing the play button directly.
"Sizzle—"
After a slightly noisy background sound.
A soft, slightly drunken female voice, even with a strong nasal tone, came through the speaker with perfect clarity.
"Lin Zhou, you idiot..."
Su Qingge froze.
That voice...is it hers?
Why does it sound so...so like a spoiled, complaining woman?
The recording continues, and the content is becoming increasingly explosive:
"That snake has big, bright green eyes...it's so cute!"
"That was the first gift you ever gave me."
"I even gave it a name... 'Little Boat,' and I hug it to sleep every night."
"That was my... token of love."
Dead silence.
The bedroom fell into a deathly silence.
Only the drunkard's heartfelt confession on the phone continues to play tirelessly on repeat.
Su Qingge's face turned red from the base of her neck to her hairline at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was so red it looked like it was about to bleed!
Is this really what she said?!
She actually... she actually called that hideous rubber snake a token of love?
Still sleeping while being held?
Is it still called "Little Boat"?
Good heavens!
Kill her!
Let her die right there!
"Oh my, that's so touching."
Lin Zhou put away his phone, looking "deeply moved" at Su Qingge, who was almost spontaneously combusting, and clicked his tongue in amazement:
"Honey, I didn't know you had such unusual tastes!"
"That snake looks so real, with its tongue even red, and you actually find it cute?"
"You want to sleep with me in your arms?"
Lin Zhou leaned close to her ear and deliberately lowered his voice, speaking in a tone that was sure to infuriate her:
"If I had known you liked that style, I should have bought a few more back then to make a whole nest for you."
"Who knew you were afraid of snakes? I thought you were really brave, turns out it's... a peculiar fetish?"
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
Su Qingge finally couldn't hold back anymore.
My sense of shame completely exploded.
She let out a scream of utter despair and indignation, "To hell with all that aloofness and diva persona!"
"Lin Zhou! Shut up!"
"Delete it! Delete it now!"
She pounced out of bed like a cat with its fur standing on end, baring her teeth and claws as she tried to snatch the phone from Lin Zhou's hand.
"Huh? I can't get one!"
Lin Zhou was prepared; he leaned to the side and fell onto the bed, holding his phone high in the air.
Su Qingge missed her target but, due to inertia, landed directly on Lin Zhou.
The two's posture instantly became extremely ambiguous.
She straddled his waist, her long hair falling and brushing against Lin Zhou's cheek.
Her flushed, pretty face, so close yet so close, her eyes brimming with a mixture of shame, anger, and tears, was breathtakingly beautiful.
"Lin Zhou!"
Su Qingge gritted her teeth, pressing her hands firmly against his shoulders, and threatened:
"Are you going to delete it or not? If you don't, I'll bite you to death!"
"I won't delete it."
Lin Zhou felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he looked at her lively and vibrant appearance. He instinctively put his other hand around her waist and pressed her down a little.
"This is a token of our love, how can you delete it?"
"Besides..."
His gaze was intense, and his voice was deep:
"Honey, you look much cuter than that snake right now."