Chapter 1237: Chapter 1237: Passionate Love, Springtime Thoughts (3)

As Su Hongxing turned around and saw Ding Ye standing silently behind her, she was startled.

“You’re still not asleep?” She took a step back to calm her pounding heart.

She nearly had a heart attack from the scare Ding Ye gave her just now!

“I told you, you don’t need to worry about their affairs anymore. If Fu Yan can’t win Qingyin, that’s his own incompetence,” Ding Ye said impassively, at an even pace.

Su Hongxing forced a smile, suddenly feeling as if she were being scolded by an adult. What was going on?

Ding Ye moved closer to Su Hongxing and patted the same spots where Fu Yan had touched her: “Go sleep. Don’t waste your precious sleep over these trivial people anymore. If they really annoy you, just drive them away. Why torture yourself?!”

“Uh.” Su Hongxing responded: “Then you should also rest early. Good night.”

Ding Ye nodded, and when Su Hongxing passed by him, he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his embrace.

Leaning into this familiar embrace, Su Hongxing felt certain her face must be red.

She leaned into his arms, motionless, her heart racing.

This feeling was both strange and familiar; no wonder Qiao Qiao said she had been in heat recently.

“Don’t let other men hold you again in the future. I don’t like it,” Ding Ye whispered in her ear, his voice deep and sexy.

Su Hongxing nodded woodenly.

Was this remark directed at Fu Yan’s action of hugging her just now? She hadn’t expected Fu Yan to suddenly become excited.

It was really nothing when Fu Yan hugged her, but after Ding Ye’s special reminder, it suddenly seemed like a big deal.

She watched Ding Ye return to his room and then floated back to her bedroom.

Qiao Qiao and Liu Qingyin were waiting for her; when they saw her come back, they both felt something was off with her expression.

“Sis, your face is so red!” Liu Qingyin exclaimed.

Su Hongxing lightly patted her face: “Is it?”

She didn’t know why, but she would heat up whenever she got close to Ding Ye. Was this a sign of being in love?

Liu Qingyin and Qiao Qiao exchanged glances, both feeling a sense of crisis.

“Did you just see Ding Ye?” Qiao Qiao pulled Su Hongxing over and tilted her chin up.

Her blushing face was surely the reaction to seeing a crush, wasn’t it? She used to blush and have her heart race when she saw Ye Xiandong, and now Su Hongxing was reacting the same way.

“I bumped into him, just chatted a few words,” Su Hongxing shrugged off Qiao Qiao’s hand.

In the next moment, she was surrounded by the two women, who gave her an hour-long ideological education, essentially telling her to restrain herself and not fall for him too soon.

My conscience is clear; I have two kids, and it’s only normal if I now start feeling romantic about Ding Ye, right?

She’s nearly thirty years old, just beginning to feel the springs of love, and they still think she’s too fast. Are they expecting her to wait until her seventies or eighties to feel love again?

That night, for the first time in a long while, Su Hongxing couldn’t fall asleep.

The reason was simple; she found that she was indeed longing for love, constantly thinking of the man in the main bedroom every time she closed her eyes.

This symptom of yearning for a man and unable to sleep seemed to trace back to her past life.

Back then, during her passionate love with Ye Qilan, she would frequeently think of him to the point of sleeplessness, wishing she could be with him at all times.

“Su, stop moving around,” Qiao Qiao, who was also kept awake by Su Hongxing’s tossing and turning, complained.

Su Hongxing simply pulled Qiao Qiao up: “Xiaoqiao, keep me company for a bit.”

Reluctantly sitting up, Qiao Qiao looked at the excited Su Hongxing and said helplessly: “Are you really in the throes of spring?”