Chapter 299: Chapter 297: Haven’t Had the Chance

Xia Wenqing gave Xia Wen Yan a cool look. “Once you weed out the crazy fans, there’s not much of a queue, is there?”

“Older brother!!!”

“Mmm, I’m here.”

“…”

In the evening.

Lu Zhaozhao headed to a hotel that was closest to the film crew’s location.

When she reached the room, she saw Song Sinian seated on the living room sofa, working on his laptop.

His hair was still damp, seemingly fresh from a shower.

“Why didn’t you dry your hair?”

As soon as Lu Zhaozhao walked through the door, she embraced Song Sinian from behind the sofa.

Resting her chin in the nape of his neck and inhaling his fresh scent, Lu Zhaozhao immediately felt invigorated.

She looked at Song Sinian with a beaming smile and kissed him on the cheek.

Song Sinian lifted his hand to rub her head, his tone flat, “Haven’t gotten around to it yet.”

“…”

Lu Zhaozhao frowned with suspicion, feeling that lately, Song Sinian had been quite distant with her.

She nuzzled her head against his neck. “Sinian, have you been very busy with work lately? Are you all still investigating the charity gala incident?”

Song Sinian’s fingertips paused ever so slightly, “Work is okay. As for the charity gala, we can’t investigate any further. The ones behind it were Song Keren and Xiao Jinglan, and the perpetrators have been caught. As for Song Keren and Xiao Jinglan… you don’t have to worry about them.”

Previously, because the incident targeted Lu Zhaozhao, once he found out who was behind it, he planned to take action.

However, Pei Huai intercepted the matter.

He had specifically sought out the Xia Family for this matter, asking them to handle it, saying that they could deal with the women however they wanted if he wasn’t satisfied with the outcome.

Song Sinian, though unsure how Pei Huai would deal with Song Keren and Xiao Jinglan, could see that Pei Huai wasn’t someone to be taken lightly.

To put it precisely, there seemed to be an indescribable ruthlessness and ferocity about him.

Of course, Lu Zhaozhao wasn’t worried–with her husband and brothers around, she didn’t even have the chance to worry.

Noticing Lu Zhaozhao resting motionless on his back, Song Sinian probed, “How did you feel about your first day joining the set today?”

Lu Zhaozhao let out a soft sigh, “It felt quite good, but Brother Pei visited the set in the morning, and then my fourth brother came in the afternoon. The two of them usually inseparable, now apart, it really takes some getting used to.”

Song Sinian didn’t turn around, he just said indifferently, “Perhaps being together for too long can lead to feelings of fatigue.”

His dark pupils fluttered, a trace of desolation crossing the depths of his eyes.

Much like their situation now.

He slightly lowered his head, concealing the emotions in his eyes and refocused on the laptop in his hands.

Lu Zhaozhao propped her chin, contemplating, “Is that so?”

Aren’t her fourth brother and Pei Huai just starting out?

Is it already coming to an end?

Lu Zhaozhao shook her head, “I’ll go get a towel to dry your hair.”

Saying this, she let go of Song Sinian and trotted off to the bathroom.

As Song Sinian watched Lu Zhaozhao’s retreating figure grow further away, his pupils trembled.

When Lu Zhaozhao wasn’t at his side, he missed her.

But when she was near him, if she even slightly moved out of his line of sight, he would feel like she might disappear and not come back.

This feeling tormented him, making him want to cling to her desperately, yet fearing that it would make her despise him.

He always felt he couldn’t keep her.

When Song Sinian was still in a daze, Lu Zhaozhao had returned with a towel in hand.

This time she didn’t walk behind the sofa, but instead kicked off her slippers and climbed directly onto it.

Although the early winter weather was somewhat cold, the room was very warm.

That’s why as soon as Lu Zhaozhao entered, she had taken off her coat, wearing only a thin, khaki-colored short knit top.

She placed the towel on Song Sinian’s head, half-kneeling on the couch, and began to dry his hair.

Her top was rather fitted, but every time she lifted her arms, the hem would subtly reveal a sliver of her waistline.

The distance between Song Sinian and Lu Zhaozhao was very close; he could even feel the warmth radiating from her skin.

He reached out his hand, intending to touch her, and then as though thinking better of it, he grabbed the hem of her clothes and pulled down sharply.

Lu Zhaozhao, who was drying his hair, was pulled down by this sudden jerk and ended up lying flat on the couch.

She looked at Song Sinian blankly, only to hear him start weakly, “I, I was just trying to help you pull down your clothes, really…”

He spoke the last few words so softly, yet his ears slowly reddened.

As if he had committed some terrible wrong.

Lu Zhaozhao was so charmed by his endearing look that her entire heart softened.

Holding the towel in her small hand, she pinned Song Sinian against the back of the couch, looking down at him with a triumphant smile, “Doing something wrong comes with a price, my Mr. Song.”

Song Sinian looked at Lu Zhaozhao, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly, “What price…”

Lu Zhaozhao had simply meant to tease Song Sinian, but he actually asked her with all seriousness.

This immediately brought out Lu Zhaozhao’s mischievous side.

She pushed the towel up, covering Song Sinian’s eyes.

The next moment, she slowly bent down, her warm lips lightly touching his ear, “The punishment is… letting me bully you for a while.”

“…”

Song Sinian didn’t say anything, but he instinctively realized something, his breathing growing heavier.

Lu Zhaozhao gently kissed his lips, “Good boy~”

Without his vision, Song Sinian’s other senses became exceptionally sharp.

He leaned back against the couch, his neck resting just right on the top, and the rustling noise crept closer, pinning him down firmly.

As if she didn’t do so, he would resist.

Song Sinian found it amusing inside, yet he cooperated fully, letting her press his hands behind him.

His bathrobe had already been loose, and she had been tugging at it so much that the belt was on the verge of falling off.

Completely without any practical function.

“Zhaozhao…” he called out her name softly, his voice deep and husky.

Though they had seen each other in the past few days, there had been no real progress.

He had long wanted to bully her thoroughly, but he had always restrained himself.

But if she continued to be so mischievous, he might just have to torment her vigorously.

He knew what he was like when he went crazy.

Especially since he was now teetering on the edge of madness.

“Shh~ Today, Mr. Song has to be a good boy and listen to me, alright?” Lu Zhaozhao’s voice, tinged with a hint of laughter, fell in his ear.

Her small hand gently twisted the tip of his ear, seeing him in this compliant state, her whole heart started pounding fiercely.

Her gaze followed the neckline of his bathrobe, and her fingertips traced his beautifully contoured collarbone, only to see the man before her shiver slightly.

Lu Zhaozhao’s eyes narrowed slowly, and suddenly, she had a daring thought…