SFS Chapter 150 This sneaky feeling is not bad
Chapter 150 This sneaky feeling is not bad
Tan Zhengchu stretched lazily, his husky and sexy voice carrying the languor of early morning: "I slept really well, I feel refreshed."
After saying that, his gaze fell on Su Yingxue's face, and he asked softly, "What time is it now?"
Su Yingxue didn't have time to respond and hurriedly turned her head to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table. The hour hand clearly pointed to nine o'clock.
She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "It's already nine o'clock, we've slept for so long!"
His gaze then shifted to Xiao Qi beside him.
The little one, like a little angel, was curled up in bed, fast asleep, completely undisturbed by the knocking.
Tan Zhengchu calmly straightened the wrinkles in his bathrobe, his movements elegant and composed.
After tidying up, he stretched out his long arm and pulled Su Yingxue back into his embrace.
The two nestled close together, savoring this moment of warmth and comfort, and murmured, "Let's hug a little longer."
Su Yingxue, however, was filled with worry, her brows furrowed.
She squirmed uncomfortably in Tan Zhengchu's arms: "Zhengchu, this is Zhao Dakuang's territory. If he finds you here, we'll be in big trouble."
Tan Zhengchu raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his deep eyes: "Why be afraid of him? There is no one in this world that I can fear, so what if he is Zhao Da Kuang?"
The words had barely left his lips when Zhao Dakang's deep, distinctive voice rang out from outside the door: "Yingxue, are you inside?"
Su Yingxue's heart leaped into her throat, and she pushed Tan Zhengchu even harder with both hands.
The voice was urgent, almost pleading: "Hurry up, he's coming!"
Tan Zhengchu's brows furrowed deeply, his face full of displeasure: "This feels like we're having an affair. It's really unpleasant. Why should I have to hide?"
Su Yingxue explained anxiously, clutching Tan Zhengchu's sleeve tightly with both hands: "Zhengchu, I'm protecting you, protecting our family! Didn't you not want Zhao Dakuang to discover your identity?"
Tan Zhengchu stared at Su Yingxue, the dissatisfaction in his eyes softening slightly.
He raised his hand and gently pinched her cheek, emphasizing, "Remember, I am your rightful husband."
Su Yingxue sensed Tan Zhengchu's grievance and dissatisfaction, and tenderly raised her hand to stroke his cheek, gently comforting him: "Darling, you are the only one in my heart, and that has never changed. You go first, and we'll get together properly when it's safe."
Although Tan Zhengchu was unwilling, he knew that the situation was critical.
Propelled by Su Yingxue, they slowly walked towards the bathroom window.
Su Yingxue followed closely behind, her eyes filled with worry and reluctance, and whispered, "Be careful, make sure you stay safe."
Tan Zhengchu gazed into Su Yingxue's eyes and said in a low, husky voice, "See you at the restaurant later."
Su Yingxue nodded and said, "Xiaoqi and I will be at the restaurant shortly."
Tan Zhengchu turned back and gave her a deep look, then took a long stride and nimbly climbed onto the window.
Su Yingxue covered her burning face, her eyes still filled with tenderness, and teased with a light laugh, "This feeling of sneaking around is actually not bad."
Tan Zhengchu stood by the window, raising an eyebrow as he looked back.
His gaze seemed to be probing the wildness that Su Yingxue occasionally revealed, and a cryptic smile appeared on his lips.
Then he nimbly flipped out the window and disappeared outside in an instant.
Su Yingxue's gaze remained fixed on the direction Tan Zhengchu had left, his captivatingly handsome face constantly flashing through her mind.
And that almost perfect figure left me speechless for a long time.
"Yingxue, are you inside?"
Zhao Da Kuang's voice suddenly rang out at the bathroom door, like a sharp blade, instantly shattering the ambiguous atmosphere.
Su Yingxue froze, as if waking from a dream, and hurriedly averted her gaze, the smile on her face receding like the tide.
She hurriedly went to the sink and splashed cold water on her cheeks repeatedly, trying to calm the burning redness.
A moment later, he took a deep breath and pushed open the door to go out.
Su Yingxue tried her best to regain her composure and conceal her inner turmoil.
Xiao Qi had woken up from her sleep. Her little eyes darted around, and she noticed that one side of the bed was empty.
She instantly realized that Tan Zhengchu had left. Her lips trembled, her eyes reddened, and she could not hide her disappointment.
Seeing Zhao Da Kuang standing to the side, Xiao Qi glared at him angrily, put her hands on her hips and questioned, "What are you doing in here? We're not even dressed yet, aren't you ashamed!"
Zhao Da Kuang was somewhat embarrassed by this sudden accusation.
He coughed lightly and explained, "Xiao Qi, I was worried something had happened to you. It's so late and you haven't gotten up yet. I knocked on the door but there was no response, so I..."
Zhao Da Kuang's gaze naturally fell on Su Yingxue.
Her face was flushed with a charming pink, like a peach blossom in spring. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Yingxue, you are so beautiful."
Upon hearing this, Su Yingxue subconsciously raised her hand to touch her cheek. It was warm to the touch, and she thought to herself: Tan Zhengchu's kiss really made me lose my composure.
Her eyes darted away, trying to change the subject: "We'll go downstairs after we change our clothes."
Zhao Da Kuang nodded slightly and said gently, "Okay, I'll wait for you at the restaurant."
After saying that, he turned and left the room.
Su Yingxue and Xiao Qi were left inside, and the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
Tan Zhengchu strode out of his room.
He had already changed into a neat set of clothes.
His white shirt was as clean as snow, his black trousers were crisp and stylish, and his dark coat was casually draped over his shoulders, which further accentuated his outstanding figure.
Although the face behind the mask was hidden, it was still impossible to conceal the demonic aura emanating from the person.
Just then, Zhao Da Kuang walked over, a faint smile on his face.
His gaze swept lightly over Tan Zhengchu before he greeted him, "Emperor Yueye, good morning. Did you sleep well last night?"
The tone was casual, yet it subtly hinted at a different kind of probing.
Tan Zhengchu slightly raised his eyes, his gaze behind the mask calm and unwavering, his voice clear and cold: "Yes, you slept very well."
He silently added in his heart: Although it was only a brief reunion, it was enough to comfort him.
In the restaurant, Ren Yingying had already finished breakfast, but she was still sitting there quietly.
Her gaze kept drifting towards the door, just so she could see Zhao Da Kuang as soon as possible.
Finally, Zhao Da Kuang appeared.
Ren Yingying immediately stood up, a bright smile spreading across her face, and greeted him crisply, "Good morning, Da Kuang!"
Zhao Da Kuang nodded politely and said with a faint smile, "Good morning."
Tan Zhengchu then entered, nodded slightly in acknowledgment, and went straight to his seat.
He exuded an aloofness that kept people at arm's length.
The maid quickly and efficiently laid out the breakfast.
Zhao Da Kuang and Tan Zheng Chu naturally started talking about weapons.
Zhao Da Kuang's gaze was focused as he spoke eloquently: "Moonlight Emperor, how do you think the performance of that new batch of weapons will be in actual combat?"
Tan Zhengchu tapped his fingers lightly on the table, pondered for a moment, and then replied: "Judging from the data, its accuracy is quite high, but its stability still needs further testing."
The two chatted back and forth, enjoying their conversation immensely.
Ren Yingying, who was listening from the side, was completely confused and simply stopped paying attention.
She just stared at Zhao Da Kuang, her eyes filled with adoration.