Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Chapter 176 Good Luck

They hug.

This has been done thousands of times.

At certain times, we always subconsciously look for each other when we meet again, feel frustrated, or panic, and then hug each other tightly.

It's like he wants to rub the other person into his own bones and blood.

Zhu Xia still remembers vividly the many first times with He Lianzhou.

She didn't remember it specifically, but the feeling was so wonderful, so wonderful that it was deeply engraved in her mind, like magic that could not be erased.

On the day we hugged each other for the first time, there was a drizzling rain in the sky.

He Lianzhou put his large hands around her shoulders. Through the thin summer clothes, the young man's warmth and strength spread from her shoulders and flowed into her internal organs.

He gently turned her body, moving cautiously, as if he was touching an extremely precious artifact.

They were face to face, and she looked up at him.

The slender and strong arms were wrapped around her waist, also gently, but the scorching heat still burned her skin through her clothes.

He grabbed the back of her head with his other hand and pressed her to his chest.

The soft fabric pressed against her cheek. It was hard to describe the feeling, the strong and warm chest, the cool and clean breath, it was like landing in a familiar and safe harbor.

So she slowly moved her arms and gently put them around his waist.

First feeling: Ah, a little hard.

Second feeling: If he were to be her medical mannequin, it would definitely delay his studies. The touch was too good to be divided.

The third feeling: I am just touching it blindly, right? I wonder if the real thing looks as beautiful as it feels.

The fourth feeling… Before he could delve into it, he let her go and told her to go back and rest early.

The first hug was light, but very heavy.

Today's hug is tight, filling the heart completely.

After a long while, Zhu Xia pushed He Lianzhou away and kept some distance between them. "You must not have eaten, right?"

He nodded and said calmly: "I don't eat tomato and egg noodles."

Zhu Xia: "If you want to eat it, I won't make it for you!"

He Lianzhou raised his lips and took her hand with a smile. She was wearing gloves, which were soft and warm.

"Do you want to go to the restaurant, or do you want to go to Grandma Meng's house for a free meal?" Zhu Xia asked, and then analyzed calmly, "Sister Shujia and Yunyan are at the restaurant, but my brother-in-law will be here soon, and the two of us will disturb their family of three; this place is far from the Meng family, and if we drive there, the chief and Grandma will probably be resting... Let's just go by ourselves!"

Of course he wanted to meet everyone related to her, but tonight he was just with her.

"Yeah." He Lianzhou glanced forward, "Go over and tell me?"

"Ah, no need." Zhu Xia turned around on the spot, raised his free hand and waved to Wen Shujia and Yun Yan who were standing at the hotel entrance.

Wen Shujia also waved his hand, motioning for you to go.

"Aunt! Uncle!" Yun Yan shouted in a hoarse voice. Her voice was not loud, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear.

Zhu Xia raised his hand and pointed at the smart little Yun Yan, pretending to warn him: No, shouting, allowed.

Yunyan stuck out her tongue mischievously, and the ball string of the red hat on her head swayed like she was swinging on a swing.

The car was parked a little further away. The two walked to the parking lot hand in hand, with snowflakes swirling around them in the breeze.

There was a layer of snow on the ground, and Zhu Xia's boots were a little slippery. He Lianzhou lowered his eyes, glanced at her, and held her hand tightly.

Zhu Xia looked down at the two people's tightly clasped hands and blinked.

The nerves in my hands seemed to be on strike, and my fingers softened uncontrollably, feeling numb and tingling... I wonder if other people feel the same way when holding hands.

The Bugatti Chiron was parked quietly in the night. The man opened the door for her, and Zhu Xia sat in the passenger seat. He leaned over, pulled the seat belt with his long arms, fastened it for her, pinched her chin, and kissed her red lips.

Just taste it and stop.

Zhu Xia turned her head to look at He Lianzhou in the driver's seat, and waited until he had fastened his seat belt before asking, "Did you come here by yourself?"

He Lianzhou nodded.

"Give them a holiday in advance."

Zhu Xia paused and looked at him thoughtfully.

"No one knows you're here, right?" she asked, her tone filled with worry, "Except for your few trusted confidants."

He Lianzhou's eyes wandered leisurely over her face, and he suddenly smiled and asked, "Are you worried that something might happen to me?"

"Yes." Zhu Xia looked at his strong and smooth jawline and spoke clearly, "I'm scared to death."

He Lianzhou was stunned for a second. He reached out and took her hand, held it in his palm, and squeezed it soothingly.

Seeing that he was calm and composed, Zhu Xia's heart gradually returned to normal.

"Then you drive." She tried to pull her hand away, but was held even tighter.

He Lianzhou held the steering wheel easily with one hand and started the engine, while holding Zhu Xia's hand with the other hand.

The car was running smoothly in the snowy night. Along the way, Zhu Xia occasionally looked at the night scene of fine snow outside the window, and occasionally looked at the calm man beside her.

arrive at the destination.

Zhu Xia just realized that the place He Lianzhou brought her to was the hotel where they stayed when she broke up with him and he came to see her.

Taking the elevator to the top floor, entering the presidential suite, and walking through an art gallery with European charm, Zhu Xia walked around inside and outside and roughly understood the layout of the room: luxurious marble bathroom, transparent and bright reception room, dressing rack and oversized double bed, elegant artworks and books... The room was the same as before.

The air conditioner in the room was set at a constant temperature of 26 degrees. Zhu Xia took off her thick clothes, changed into slippers, and turned to look for He Lianzhou.

She found him leaning aside, looking at her quietly. He was wearing a casual shirt and black trousers, looking neat and clean. He was very tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist and long legs, which was particularly pleasing to the eye.

The man had drooped eyelids, and his soft hair fell down, just covering his brow bones, and his dark pupils were bottomless.

It is extremely oppressive, and the quieter it is, the stronger the aura is.

He Lianzhou walked up to her.

Zhu Xia looked up at him, but before she could say anything, a pair of big hands suddenly grabbed her waist. He Lianzhou used his palms to carry her to the dining table. At this height, she was a little taller than him.

He Lianzhou supported himself with his hands on Zhu Xia's sides, looking up at her slightly, his thin lips almost touching hers but not kissing her. His long, thick eyelashes gently brushed across her face.

A little itchy.

Zhu Xia blinked, her bright eyes flickering.

"He Lianzhou."

"Ok?"

"When we are together, you seem to get injured and sick more easily than usual," Zhu Xia said.

——"It's your bad luck to meet me."

He Lianzhou stared at her with a look that was almost greedy.

"Happy summer."

"What?" she whispered.

He Lianzhou's nose touched hers, and his warm breath blew on her face. His sharp Adam's apple slid, and his black eyes were dark and hot.

"Zhu Xia, you are my good luck."

She simply didn't understand, and couldn't imagine, how much he loved her.

"Then...why didn't you kiss me when you were so close?"