The Fake Young Master Just Want to Win Glory for the Country

Chapter 97: Broker

Chapter 97: Broker

Hearing Xu Xizhou's words, Zhuang Jingchun's slender eyelashes trembled.

His beautiful green eyes seemed to have melted into a pool of spring water, and indescribable love surged inside.

He stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around Xu Xizhou's waist, pulling him towards him with all his strength, and the tip of his nose pressed against his.

"Then have I told you that I love you too."

After saying this, he said three words softly in French.

Xu Xizhou understood immediately, he rubbed his face with the tip of his nose affectionately, and kissed him on the lips.

Warm breaths are intertwined, the oxygen in the room seems to become thin in an instant, and the stimulation of the senses is infinitely amplified.

Xu Xizhou raised his hand and turned off the night light by the bed.

...

Considering the sprain on his leg, Zhuang Jingchun did not make it to the end.

With a thin layer of sweat on Xu Xizhou's forehead, he lay in his arms with a bit of contentment.

"Tomorrow, let's go to the beach to play."

Zhuang Jingchun put one hand on his shoulder and suddenly spoke.

"Like last time, to Cornwall?"

Zhuang Jingchun played with his hair and hummed softly.

"Then do we have to get up early?"

"No, just sleep until you wake up naturally, and go after breakfast."

Xu Xizhou gave a sticky hum, shrunk into his arms more tightly, and closed his eyes.

Zhuang Jingchun lowered her eyes and watched his breathing gradually become steady. Finally, the boy seemed to have entered a sweet dreamland with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhuang Jingchun smiled unconsciously. He rubbed Xu Xizhou's warm cheeks, kissed him on the mouth, and hugged him even tighter before closing his eyes.

Xu Xizhou slept until after nine o'clock this night. When he opened his eyes, he seemed to hear the sound of a motorcycle's engine coming from the yard. He yawned lazily, put on a casual dress, sat up, and lay in front of the window.

In the yard, a blue-gold Harley-Davidson was parked at the door, and its domineering and smooth appearance immediately caught Xu Xizhou's attention.

Xu Xizhou's eyes widened, he put on his shoes, couldn't wait to leave the room, and ran all the way to the yard.

The Harley had an orange ribbon tied to the handlebars, tied with a delicate bow, as if it were a gift for him.

"Do you like it?" Zhuang Jingchun's gentle voice came from behind.

"Like, this Harley is so cool too, even cooler than the last one I saw!"

Unexpectedly, when they were shooting the exterior scene at St. Paul's Cathedral last time, he casually said that he wanted to buy a motorcycle, and Zhuang Jingchun actually took it in his heart.

Xu Xizhou suddenly thought of something and blinked, "But didn't you say last time that riding a motorcycle is dangerous?"

"It's very dangerous, so I'll ride later, just sit behind you."