Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 570 - 573: The Mystery of The Origins Begins to Show Part 4_1

Dancing until you’re all sweaty, Hua Hua, the show-off, unbuttoned one of his shirt buttons. Seeing music didn’t start playing yet, he immediately got impatient and demanded, "Where’s the music? Hurry up, play ’Buttons’!"

Suddenly, Hua Hua had an idea and blocked Gu Shaocheng from returning to his seat, grinning like a Cheshire cat, "Bro, be my dance partner. That video of you in Japan was way too hot! Brothers share difficulties, dance with me."

Gu Shaocheng pushed him away and casually replied, "Dream on!"

"Dance! Dance! Dance! You’re such a poser, you’re just as attractive as me when you try, look at that hairstyle of yours!" Hua Hua was relentless.

Gu Shaocheng did not react, instead, he kicked him away disdainfully: "Go and play on your own."

"If you won’t dance with me, I’ll go and hug with Chenxing, ah––" Before he could finish, his arm started to throb in pain. Gu Shaocheng’s knee struck his waist, forcing Hua Hua to kneel. Gu Shaocheng released him, and Hua Hua fell down, crying out in pain, "Oh, brotherly murder..."

Gu Shaocheng shook his arm, indifferent to the incident.

"Uh... Bro, my arm’s broken."

Hua Hua’s cries didn’t earn Gu Shaocheng’s sympathy, instead, he kicked his leg without apology: "That’s what you get for talking nonsense." Playing around with his girl, has he lost his marbles?

"Yes, yes. Beat him up!" Nan Baihao became gleeful all of a sudden. Usually, he and Fengchi were the ones getting beaten half to death by their brother, while Hua Hua watched with schadenfreude. Now, it was finally this handsome man’s turn. He immediately stood up from his seat, joyfully rushing over to kneel down. After dramatically feeling for his breath, he stood up and laughed, "This chap’s not breathing. Someone, drag him away, bury him."

Hua Hua sprang back up, rubbing his waist, couldn’t help but utter, "Bloody hell, get out of the way, don’t interrupt my strip dance."

Chenxing laughed and collapsed into Gu Shaocheng’s arms. "Shaocheng, you’re too brutal."

Gu Shaocheng wasn’t in the best of moods, but the sight of Chenxing falling into his arms slightly lifted his spirits. He managed a small smile, and started stroking her hair casually, playing with it in his hands, yet his voice was quite gentle: "You want to go to the room and sleep?"

"But it’s only a little after nine?" Chenxing raised her chin, "Isn’t tonight supposed to be an all-nighter?"

He silently nodded, before whispering in her ear, "You stay here and have fun, I’m going to shower and take a little rest."

He stood up quietly and started for his own room.

Chenxing didn’t pay much attention, and continue to play for another two hours. When Shaocheng still hadn’t shown, she got up, yawned and said: "Who’s going to take my spot, I need to rest for a bit."

Nan Baihao answered, "I will."

She smiled and agreed, then left for her room. Women’s sixth sense sometimes works in strange ways. She felt it was strange that Shaocheng hadn’t returned for long, so she found an excuse to check on him, wondering if he really had fallen asleep.

In the guest room, Gu Shaocheng had showered. His hair half wet, dressed in a khaki-colored nightgown, he was sitting by the French window, leisurely looking at the night, beside him was a cup and a bottle of red wine.

From Chenxing’s viewpoint, she could only see his back.

But, she could still make out his lazy posture from the vibe he radiated. Like a relaxed lion, seemingly harmless, but when provoked, the king of savannah.

With a bit of mischief, Chenxing removed her slippers and entered with bare feet.

All of a sudden, she covered his eyes from behind. "Hee hee, guess who am I?"