novelAbuy Chapter 63 A knock came from outside the courtyard.
Chapter 63 A knock came from outside the courtyard.
Yang Zhengdao shivered. Before he could even show any tenderness, he discovered that Azhi in his arms had suddenly disappeared.
Just as he was wondering, he heard a voice calling him.
"Dalang...Dalang..."
The sound grew closer, and then he felt a sharp pain in his head before waking up.
When Yang Zhengdao opened his eyes, he was surprised to see Su Hongyi.
Then, he subconsciously reached out to touch the top of his head, but Su Hongyi gently pressed his hand down.
"Big Brother, don't move."
Su Hongyi's voice carried an indescribable intimacy.
This made Yang Zhengdao feel dazed.
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Hongyi bent down.
Yang Zhengdao was stunned! He was gently pressed down like that.
No scruples!
this!?
When did their relationship become so close? Can they be so unrestrained now?
This was the first time Yang Zhengdao had seen Su Hongyi so closely.
He sensed that Su Hongyi had changed!
The ice between her brows and eyes seemed to have melted away, turning into pools of autumn water.
Her delicate, upturned nose exhaled hot breath onto his forehead, and his fair cheeks flushed slightly.
Her originally cool and elegant red lips seemed swollen... a bit thicker.
Um! ?
What's going on? Why is there a red patch on her fair neck?
Yang Zhengdao looked strange.
Is that... a lip print?!
Whose lipstick mark is that?!
Could it be my lip print?
The person in my dream just now wasn't A-Zhi, it was Su Hongyi!?
Before he could think any further, a sharp pain shot through his head.
Immediately afterwards, Su Hongyi stood up.
A thin steel needle appeared on her slender finger.
It was clear that the steel needle had been taken from the top of Yang Zhengdao's head.
"Red dress, um..." Yang Zhengdao suddenly realized he didn't know how to start the conversation.
"Young Master, you've been drugged with aphrodisiac." Su Hongyi's face flushed red, but her tone returned to its icy coldness.
"Is it that incense burner?!" Yang Zhengdao suddenly realized, remembering the courtesan Zhezhi.
He then hurriedly sat up and discovered that Yingluo was lying next to him.
He looked at himself again.
His outer robe was wide open, his inner clothes were in disarray, and the leather belt around his waist had been torn off at some point and thrown beside the couch.
"I knocked her unconscious! She's fine!" Su Hongyi's cool voice clearly carried a hint of jealousy.
It's not cherry blossoms falling!
Yang Zhengdao immediately understood, but found it hard to believe: "Then what about us?"
"We have nothing..."
No?! Impossible!?
Su Hongyi's face was expressionless and her voice was cold, but Yang Zhengdao could hear the helplessness, disappointment, and even a sense of grievance in her voice.
This left him with mixed feelings.
What on earth is going on here?!
Whether it's sleeping with her or being slept with by her.
We need to confirm all of these.
Suddenly, Yang Zhengdao had a flash of inspiration, gasped, and immediately covered his head.
"Big Brother, what's wrong?!"
The voices were right, very affectionate.
That cold voice just now was all an act.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhengdao raised his hand and launched a sneak attack!
"You!?" Su Hongyi's face immediately turned red.
He recalled the size and shape in his dream, and it matched!
"Red dress, I will take responsibility for you!" These sweet words, which are often uttered by scumbags and are most loved by young girls, came out of Yang Zhengdao's mouth so smoothly.
After saying that, he quickly got up and began to straighten his clothes.
Su Hongyi stared at Yang Zhengdao intently for a moment before letting out a soft sigh.
"I don't want you to take responsibility."
Yang Zhengdao looked at Su Hongyi, who had her eyebrows lowered and was biting her lip, as if she had just been bullied.
He couldn't help but tease her, saying, "The most tender thing is that lowered head, like a water lily, shyly trembling in the cool breeze."
Su Hongyi glanced at Yang Zhengdao, then lowered her head, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.
Did he write this poem for me? It's written in such colloquial language, yet it sounds so vivid and pleasant.
Yang Zhengdao saw Su Hongyi secretly smiling and was very pleased.
That's more like it! Being cold and aloof all the time isn't good. Ice queens and aloof school beauties aren't popular anymore.
A good man should make every girl happy!
Yang Zhengdao composed himself and went to the hall.
Seeing Su Hongyi walking out with him, his steps became somewhat unnatural.
He felt a pang of guilt because he had noticed a few bloodstains on his trousers while he was adjusting his robes.
"Does it still hurt?"
Su Hongyi paused for a moment, then blushed and said softly, "It's alright!"
There were also several plates of pastries on the low table.
Yang Zhengdao looked around and saw that the prostitutes and musicians had been cleaned up and left no trace.
Seeing Yang Zhengdao's searching gaze, Su Hongyi explained, "That love potion, once burned out, is no different from ordinary incense, making it difficult to prove."
Yang Zhengdao didn't care when he heard this; he already had a plan in mind.
"We can just sit here and wait for the false mother. There must be a reason for all this trouble."
After saying that, Yang Zhengdao patted the couch next to him, gesturing for Su Hongyi to sit down.
Su Hongyi simply stood to the side, her gaze fixed on the doorway.
Yang Zhengdao couldn't help but look Su Hongyi up and down.
Those legs, that waist, that treasure...
What a waste! What a pity.
What could have been a genuine and careful appreciation is now being swallowed whole in a daze.
All I can say is that this night was too sudden, and this day was too hasty.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhengdao coughed lightly and asked, "Um... Red-clothed, how much did we...?"
"You!" Su Hongyi interrupted Yang Zhengdao, both embarrassed and annoyed, then replied in a barely audible voice, "I forgot how many times I counted."
How many times?! You're still counting?!
Yang Zhengdao felt a throbbing pain in his temples. He slapped his forehead twice and asked, "I asked how many quarters, how many minutes, how many hours?"
"Oh..." Su Hongyi's cheeks flushed, and her voice became even softer than before, "About two quarters of an hour."
It's alright, about 29 minutes.
It wasn't the kind of thing that started with half an hour; that was just self-aggrandizement.
Yang Zhengdao noticed that Su Hongyi seemed to be lost in thought and couldn't help but shake his head.
What kind of weird things are going on in that head?!
He was naturally unaware that after some practice, Su Hongyi had gained a deeper understanding of the knowledge she had learned from books.
As the saying goes, "What you learn from books is never enough; you must put it into practice to truly understand."
Yang Zhengdao was poisoned with a love potion, which is mainly used to intoxicate; anyone who uses it will experience blackouts and become confused.
Su Hongyi was given an aphrodisiac, which has a single effect, but her memory remains normal afterward.
Therefore, she is currently learning and practicing what she has learned, reviewing the old to gain new insights.
That's how it really is... It seems like it really can be done that way...
Yang Zhengdao, seeing Su Hongyi's increasingly glazed eyes, couldn't help but remind her.
"Hey! Hey!"
"what……"
"Red dress..."
"Um……"
"Don't count next time."
"Oh, okay." Su Hongyi was taken aback as soon as she said it.
He said next time... He just said next time...
But why did I say yes?!
Su Hongyi felt her cheeks burning up instantly. She wanted to cover her face and jump out the window to escape.
Just then, a knock came from outside the courtyard.