Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

The night wind outside made the leaves rustle. The small couch was indeed not as warm as the full couch. Zhu Zheng curled up in the quilt with only her head sticking out.

Rong Yan's arms felt warm, and his newly washed pajamas were still scented with his usual light plum fragrance, which was faint, refreshing and refreshing, making people want to take a few deep breaths.

Never mind, let’s just hold her for a while first, there’s no rush for the rest…

Rong Yan put his arm around her waist and pulled her against his body. Zhu Zheng half-reluctantly nestled into his arms and continued to pretend to sleep with her eyes closed.

"Zhu Zheng."

He whispered in her ear, "Talk to me for a moment."

Zhu Zheng turned her head away and said, "He fell asleep."

Rong Yan was still teasing her. When he saw Zhu Zheng was far away, he came closer and grabbed her wrist and put it in his arms.

Zhu Zheng was hugged tightly, with her ear against his chest. She heard the drum beating and whispered, "You're so noisy..."

Rong Yan pinched her ears and asked very closely, "What should I do to make you pay attention to me?"

Zhu Zheng wanted to laugh when he heard this. If she was really going to ignore him, why would she run into his room in the middle of the night to give him an excuse? He didn't give up such a big excuse, but instead insisted on digging into the matter.

She had followed his wishes and was lying on the couch, but she still didn't want him to care? Did she have to admit that she was a puppy...

Zhu Zheng struggled for a bit, but didn't really break free, and said casually, "That depends on how you reflect on yourself."

Rong Yan was silent for a moment, then pinched her ear again, "I have a few questions to ask."

Zhu Zheng became interested and half opened her eyes, seeing Rong Yan staring at her with a slightly frowned expression as if he was haunted by a maze.

No one would have the heart to refuse someone who was so sincere in seeking advice.

"Ask." Zhu Zheng curled the corners of her lips.

Rong Yan paused, "You are angry because I act too arbitrarily, right?"

Very good, you grasped the most critical point.

Zhu Zheng nodded in agreement, "Yeah."

Rong Yan frowned even more when he saw her nod, "If I ask for your consent, you won't be angry?"

Isn't this right...

Nothing he did could be negotiated, and you shouldn't even think about it.

Zhu Zheng immediately said, "It will make me even angrier."

There was a hint of obvious confusion in Rong Yan's eyes, "I need to think about it again."

I just came up with this after thinking about it for a few days.

She couldn't see him even if she hid in the study, which made Zhu Zheng very anxious.

In order to free herself first, Zhu Zheng decided to cheat for personal gain, "I'm right here, what else do you want to think about? Keep asking."

Rong Yan frowned and looked at her, no longer worrying about why she was angry. His tone was still a little confused, "When you were angry with me, I listened to you and never bothered you again. Wasn't that wrong?"

Why does the conversation seem to be going off track?

Zhu Zheng actually didn't want to recall this, and said vaguely, "A quarrel is just a quarrel, it doesn't mean I really don't want you anymore."

Rong Yan's eyes flickered for a moment, as if he had understood something, but also as if he had fallen into a bigger confusion.

"Then how should I know when someone really doesn't want me anymore?"

When saying this, Rong Yan's eyelashes drooped, his tone was serious, he gripped Zhu Zheng's hand tightly, and his heartbeat could be heard against his chest.

The smile on Zhu Zheng's lips gradually disappeared, and she looked into his focused and calm eyes.

It is true that she was really angry, but she just felt sorry for him and had to swallow her anger. She had also reflected a lot recently. His problem was not formed overnight. If she didn't want it to happen again, she had to learn not to beat around the bush with him.

The severance note in that letter was not false. Zhu Zheng was really scared and afraid that she would never see him again.

There is someone in the world who cherishes her so much, spares no effort, is obsessed with her, and still misses her even when he is on his deathbed. My luck has always been bad, but I am lucky to meet such a person. I must not waste it any longer.

Zhu Zheng suddenly leaned closer, tilted her head back and kissed his face.

"No need to know. No matter what happens in the future, I will never abandon you."

Rong Yan was startled, not knowing whether it was because he was kissed or because he heard something terrible, but he was silent for a long time.

"Idiot." Zhu Zheng couldn't help but laugh again.

Why didn't I realize before that he was such a shocking idiot.

Zhu Zheng rubbed her head against him and said, "I think this is the best way. You are penniless anyway, and you are afraid that no one will want you. Why don't you marry into my Zhu family..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Rong Yan reply with a "OK."

It was a bit too quick to agree.

Zhu Zheng tried hard to hold back a smile, but her eyes curved into crescents, unable to stop her smile from spilling out. She continued, "Although the Zhu Mansion is small, not everyone is welcome. You have to learn how to make people happy, so that you can have a good life..."

Rong Yan stared at the person in front of him with curved eyebrows. He reached out and pinched Zhu Zheng's face, asking her to turn towards him. There seemed to be a cluster of fire reflected in his eyes, which was faint and particularly tender.

After looking for a while, he lowered his head slightly and closed the distance between them.

Their noses rubbed against each other, and Zhu Zheng blocked it with the back of her hand, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Rong Yan whispered, "...to coax you."

Now it was Zhu Zheng's turn to be stunned. "Where did you learn this trick from…"

"You taught me." Rong Yan said.

Zhu Zheng didn't remember when she taught him. She really only knew this one move. She felt like her secret had been exposed and someone was stealing her skills. She said stubbornly, "Who said... who said I'm happy this way?"

Rong Yan didn't answer, staring at her lips and asked, "Then are you unhappy with me like this?"

Zhu Zheng felt like running away when he looked at her, and continued to stutter, "No... No, I'm not closed... Um..."

Before she could finish her escape, Zhu Zheng was pulled three inches closer by him.

The two of them were already close to each other, and now their breaths touched. Rong Yan pinched her jaw with one hand and put the other hand on her waist, sealing her lips.

Rong Yan's kisses were never as gentle and warm as mine, but always came with great force. Even though they had done this many times before, Zhu Zheng still found it hard to resist.

He always liked to pinch her jaw to force her to open her mouth. This time, just as Fang let out a slight gasp of impatience, Rong Yan took advantage of the opportunity and bullied her so hard that she had nowhere to hide.

Zhu Zheng actually had no intention of hiding, and she even cooperated awkwardly. Once she cooperated, the other party naturally became more and more aggressive, and they were entangled with each other without any gap, inseparable... Soon he kissed her until she felt dizzy. One hand climbed on his shoulder, and the other hand rested on his chest, grabbing randomly and loosening his tight collar.

Rong Yan paused suddenly, and whispered to her, "Wait a minute..."

Zhu Zheng's long hair was disheveled by his kiss, and a thin layer of tears welled up in her eyes. She asked in confusion, "What are you waiting for?"

Rong Yan said softly, "The candlestick is blown out."

Even at this time, he still had the mind to think about the lights being on. Zhu Zheng was a little amused.

But on second thought, not stopping her from taking off her clothes and just asking her to blow out the candles was also a loss of gentlemanly manners.

Zhu Zheng was in a playful mood, and touched his face in a playful manner, grinned twice, and said in a veiled way, "It's better to light it up, so that you can feel at ease. When it's light, I can only admit it, and I won't pretend to recognize the wrong person."

Rong Yan's eyes dodged, but he still insisted, "Blow it."

As he was about to stand up, Zhu Zheng refused to let him. The candlestick was on a high table not far away. If Rong Yan really wanted to go, he could just push Zhu Zheng away.

But he was obviously not satisfied with the kiss yet, and was reluctant to let go of the person in his arms, so he was in a dilemma.

The "young master" had a face as white as jade, his clothes were in disarray, and his cheeks to lips were rosy from her kisses. Zhu Zheng stared at his embarrassed look, and intuitively felt that she was teasing a good woman. Finally, she couldn't help but laughed in his chest.

Thinking of this man's chaste past, Zhu Zheng recalled what she had done. The more she thought about it, the funnier it became, and soon she was shaking with laughter.

Rong Yan dug out the laughing man and said with a blushing face, "Stop laughing."

"You, you really are..."

Zhu Zheng wanted to laugh at him, but she also felt really fond of him, so she leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips while speaking.

Rong Yan grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her back, then he hugged her and turned her around, so that Zhu Zheng was on top and he was on the bottom. He tilted his head back and kissed Zhu Zheng's lips while freeing one hand to reach for the candlestick.

Zhu Zheng knew his intention and blocked his view to prevent him from blowing out the candles.

Rong Yan's collar had been pulled open diagonally and was about to be torn apart. He held Zhu Zheng's body in his arms to prevent her from moving, and casually threw an ornament over to extinguish the candlestick.

It was getting dark all around, and Zhu Zheng couldn't help laughing when she saw that he had finally succeeded.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was completely invaded. Rong Yan increased the force as if to punish her, and kissed Zhu Zheng until she moaned.

The bed curtains swayed and the shadows of people overlapped.

Zhu Zheng was not intimidated by being attacked in a weak spot, and simply reached her hand into his half-open collar.

She wasn't stopped and had a smooth journey. When he touched her waist and abdomen, Rong Yan obviously stiffened, and she immediately felt that she had turned the tables.

As their lips and teeth touched, their breathing became heavier.

Zhu Zheng's restless hands were like a snake, flexible and without any rules. They reached deep into Rong Yan's clothes and fumbled around randomly. When they touched his lower back, there seemed to be something strange on his tight skin.

Zhu Zheng rubbed it carefully with her fingertips and realized what it was. She was startled and pushed him away.