Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1869 - 1872: Wishing Daddy Unites the Jianghu 3

Late at night, smelling fresh and fragrant, Zun Zun lies in bed, occasionally covering his mouth and laughing.

"Have you laughed enough?" Sheng Sheng turns over, "What’s so funny? Are you going to let people sleep or not?"

"Haha..." Zun Zun releases his hand from his mouth and laughs heartily, turning over to hug Sheng Sheng’s arm.

"If you keep disturbing my sleep, I’ll kick you off the bed."

Zun Zun immediately stops laughing, covering his mouth with his hand, but can’t stop chuckling.

Sheng Sheng can’t sleep at all, and suddenly pushes Zun Zun down into the quilt...giggling... "Help, save me—"

...

"Help."

...

In the end, Sheng Sheng gives in: "What are you laughing about?"

"Daddy was so happy today, didn’t you notice?" Zun Zun insists on hugging Sheng Sheng’s arm, with both little legs pressing against him, "Daddy was really so happy, haha."

"You’re just laughing about that?"

Zun Zun nods vigorously, laughing so hard that drool drips from one corner of his mouth.

Sheng Sheng rubs his forehead: "What’s so funny about that?"

Zun Zun shows a pure look: "Isn’t it funny?"

Sheng Sheng: "..."

What to do with a brother who laughs at everything?

Decisively pulls out his own pillow, resolutely presses it to his mouth.

...

In another room, Chenxing nestles in Gu Shaocheng’s arms, feeling his heartbeat, thumping softly.

"Honey." She murmurs dreamily, calling Gu Shaocheng’s name.

"Hmm?"

"Honey..."

"What?"

"I love you."

Gu Shaocheng smiles, pulling her tighter with tender affection, bending his head down... Chenxing blinks, feeling the bliss of being at his mercy.

This sweet romance, let this moment be eternally frozen, okay!

At the same time, returning home from a family gathering, Gu Qianqian just takes out her keys to open the door, when the phone in her pants pocket starts ringing.

Gu Qianqian takes out her phone, sees it’s an unfamiliar number, furrows her brows instantly, hesitates a bit before answering, saying, "Hello."

A burst of noise comes from the other end of the phone.

"Qianqian, Qianqian," Gu Yuyan excitedly yells on the other end: "Come on over, it’s fun here!"

Gu Yuyan randomly pulls a man in the dance floor, pressing almost her entire body against his. The dazzling lights stimulate her brain, the power of alcohol at this moment fully exerting itself on her.

Not far away, there’s a sudden "bang" sound, as a glass slips from someone’s hand unexpectedly, shattering instantly, spilling wine everywhere, while the hand holding the glass still pauses in the air, as if the whole world has stopped.

After a long time, the person mechanically puts down that hand, softly calling out two words: "Qianqian."

These two words slip out from his mouth with such tenderness, afraid that with a bit of force they would shatter like the glass, yet mixed with a hint of reluctance, a bit of loneliness, a touch of sadness.

"Qianqian, Qianqian..."

Not far away on the dance floor, Gu Yuyan continues twisting her body, holding the phone and shouting madly.

Gu Qianqian frowns, recognizing the voice on the phone as her cousin’s, guessing that she must be drunk. "Where are you?"

"Everyone, dance together for our misty youth, we must indulge!" Gu Yuyan raises her phone, high on emotions.

"Hey, how much did you drink? Quickly tell me where you are?" Qianqian gets anxious on the phone’s other end.