thefictionvixens Chapter 144 Countdown 3
Chapter 144 Countdown 3
Cheng Zheng pressed his cheek against Lin Shuyao's, nuzzling her affectionately, and whispered, "Do you like it? Hmm?"
"I like it." Lin Shuyao's voice was tinged with laughter, but her heart was filled with bitterness.
She liked it, but this place ultimately didn't belong to her.
Cheng Zheng straightened up, his gaze sweeping over the empty room, his eyes gleaming: "Baby, you can start thinking about how to decorate the room now. Tell me what you like and what you want to buy, and I'll write it down and ask someone to buy it for you later."
Lin Shuyao looked up at him and said, "I have no ideas. You have great taste. I want to hear how you plan to decorate our home."
Cheng Zheng's lips curled slightly at her praise. He took her hand and led her a couple of steps inside, pointing to the space in front of him: "Let's set up a dining table here and eat here all the time. Put the sofa over there, and get a cabinet for the TV. I have a friend who works at a foreign exchange shop and can help us get an imported TV. We'll buy one then."
"Okay." Lin Shuyao nodded obediently.
Cheng Zheng pulled her aside a little, putting one arm around her shoulder and gesturing with the other: "This area is the kitchen, the water supply and drainage are all here. I remember the factory still has extra ovens and refrigerators that they purchased for the Soviet experts. I'll try to get one for the family later. Don't you like baking cakes? We can bake them at home then."
"I'll also get you a big wardrobe and dressing table in the bedroom. I've heard that women have a lot of odds and ends, so you won't have to worry about what you buy later, it'll all fit."
"If there's any extra space, we'll build you a darkroom where you can develop photos."
As Lin Shuyao listened to him list things one by one, looking at his earnest profile, she realized he had reserved the best spots for her and filled this small home with every imaginable beautiful detail. Her nose tingled, and her eyes welled up with tears. She asked, "Why is everything planned for me? Where is your own space?"
Cheng Zheng looked down at her, his eyes gleaming with happiness: "I'm a grown man, I don't have much stuff to begin with, so I don't need any special space. I can just stuff it anywhere. You are the lady of this house."
He spoke of it so casually, as if presenting her with the best of everything in the world was a matter of course.
But she could no longer enjoy it.
All the good things he did for her will be gone from now on.
When the female lead returns, all the truth will be revealed. He will hate her, resent her, and then slowly forget her, spending his life with another woman.
The thought was like a needle, piercing her heart so hard that her breath trembled.
Lin Shuyao felt a sudden emptiness in her heart, the smile on her face gradually faded, and a misty layer of moisture clouded her eyes.
"Baby?"
Noticing her unusual behavior, Cheng Zheng frowned slightly, looked down at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Lin Shuyao looked up at him with her small face.
His brow bones were high, casting a faint shadow on his eye sockets, making his eyes appear even darker and deeper. His nose was straight, running cleanly down from his brow like a line sculpted by a knife. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his jawline was sharp; when he wasn't smiling, his entire face exuded a cold, aloof air. But when he smiled, he was very handsome.
He's her type.
She stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself into his embrace. Her tongue probed inside, entwining with his, sucking hard with a hint of reckless determination.
Cheng Zheng was stunned for a moment, then reacted, grabbed her waist with his big hand, pressed her into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her fiercely.
"Well……"
"Um……"
Their lips intertwined, overflowing with sweet juice. His breathing grew heavier and heavier, as if he wanted to devour her whole. His palms pressed against the soft flesh of her waist, rubbing back and forth heavily, as if he wanted to break her slender waist.
The air gradually grew hot, and their breaths mingled, making it impossible to tell whose was hotter.
Lin Shuyao's legs went weak from his kisses, and she clung to him, her fingers gripping his shoulder and clothes tightly until her knuckles turned white.
When they finally parted, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were slightly swollen, her eyes were glistening with tears, her chest was heaving, and her breathing was rapid and disordered.
Cheng Zheng pressed his forehead against hers, his voice low and hoarse: "What's wrong, baby? You don't seem to be in a good mood today."
Lin Shuyao buried her face in his chest, her soft cheeks rubbing against his skin, and said sweetly, "It's nothing, I just wanted to kiss you."
After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly looked up at him and asked softly, "Cheng Zheng, do you love me?"
A faint smile played in Cheng Zheng's eyes, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "What do you think?"
"I want to hear what you have to say," Lin Shuyao said, her eyelashes trembling, her expression earnest and stubborn.
Cheng Zheng reached out and cupped her face, his thumb gently stroking her slightly swollen red lips from the kiss. He gazed at her intently, his deep pupils filled with tenderness and affection, but even more so with something burning hot and irrepressible, like a beast that had been lying in wait for a long time, finally finding its prey, its eyes full of possession and desire.
"like."
He spoke each word clearly, his voice low and husky yet resolute, "I love you. I love you so much. I love you to the point of—"
He paused, then took her hand and pulled it down.
Lin Shuyao's ears instantly burned.
Cheng Zheng looked down at her, a dark undercurrent surging in his eyes: "Can you feel it, baby? How much I love you."
He loves her so much that he has such a strong reaction whenever he sees her.
He couldn't control himself.
I wanted to see her for the first time...
Lin Shuyao felt weak in the knees under his intense gaze, buried her face in his chest again, and placed her small hands on his waist, pretending to pinch the flesh on his waist, but it was too hard and she couldn't pinch it.
Seeing her shy expression, Cheng Zheng chuckled softly, taking her hand from his waist and placing it elsewhere (on his lap). Lin Shuyao, guided by him, felt the touch of his palm, her ears turning bright red. "You, you pervert!"
"Who kissed me first, huh?" Cheng Zheng raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"I won't listen, I won't listen..." Lin Shuyao covered her ears, Cheng Zheng took her hands away, and curled his lips, "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. We're not taking pictures. Let's go, it'll get dark soon, we'll have to wait until tomorrow."