Chapter 364, Is there anything wrong?

Perhaps the feeling of the touch made her begin to regain consciousness, and Zero twisted her body again, then raised her head.

The pair of eyes that were originally closed raised half of their eyelids, revealing the deep blue pupils within.

Ling showed his sleepy eyes and looked at Zhuo's face vaguely, then poked Zhuo's cheek with his index finger and buried his face in Zhuo's chest again.

"She must have fallen asleep," Zhuo, who was frozen in place, thought of this little unconscious movement. Otherwise, how could Ling do such a cute movement? Zhuo smiled bitterly and stroked her back, as if to coax her.

After snuggling comfortably for a while, she finally regained consciousness and looked up at Zhuo again. She was stunned for a moment before she said, "...Good morning."

"Good morning, you seem to be sleeping soundly."

"……Um."

Ling blinked, then looked away silently. Perhaps it was because even though he was half asleep he still remembered that he was acting coquettishly with Zhuo, or maybe it was because the memories of last night came to his mind.

Ling is so cute, but she always looks like "no strangers allowed". Zhuo is happy to see her act like a spoiled child, and doesn't think there is anything wrong with it. Or rather, Zhuo thinks it's better and more honorable this way. But from Ling's perspective, she might be ashamed to be seen being careless.

In order to comfort Ling who was curled up in his arms, Zhuo hugged her again and kissed her on the forehead, but was pushed on the chest by Ling as a result.

"...Zhuo, you haven't been shy at all lately."

"It's just the two of us... isn't that okay?"

"It's not that I can't, it's just that it's not good to wake up... and as Zhuo said, boys can't be trusted at this time, Zhuo is still pushing against me."

"..." Zhuo stiffened for a moment and then bent down, "...Then I won't come again in the future."

"Do not……"

"Don't you feel embarrassed?"

"do not mean that."

"Aren't you in trouble so you want me to stop coming?"

"I didn't mean that... You're asking even though you already know the answer."

Ling looked up and stared at Zhuo with her eyes slightly widened, and Zhuo smiled and touched her head.

"I'm sorry, I went too far... So, as long as you haven't just woken up, anytime is fine?"

"No, that's it."

"Is it true or not?"

Zhuo knew what Ling wanted to express, so he laughed and complained teasingly, and kissed him on the forehead again.

Although Zhuo is not shameless, the feeling of closeness is stronger, so he will take action. Besides, Ling is easily worried, so it is better to express his love clearly.

Zhuoxin thought that Ling, who turned her head away and deliberately didn't look at her, also liked it, so she hugged and caressed her, while Ling was nervous and wanted to escape from the bed.

Of course, Zhuo couldn't let her run away, so he held her in his arms.

Ling seemed a little absent-minded about this. Occasionally, he would secretly glance at Zhuo with a look of inquiry that made Zhuo feel uneasy.

"Zhuo, you've suddenly become much braver."

"Uh, no... By the way, did you not sleep well last night?"

In order to confirm whether Ling knew everything about last night, Zhuo risked his life to ask secretly. Ling faced Zhuo, her eyes looking up at the top of her forehead because she was lost in memories. Zhuo didn't know whether she was looking at him or in a daze.

"It's okay. I had a dream too."

"Hey, what did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that I had a little white dog, it was chubby and kept licking my face." "Dog..."

"Well, you must know that I like dogs because they once saved my life... But you, I wonder what bad dream you had."

While Ling calmly recounted her memories of the day she escaped from Black Swan Harbor, she asked Zhuo back.

Even though Zhuo was free and had some hidden tricks up his sleeve, he dared not admit this.

"How do you know I was dreaming?"

"…If you weren't dreaming, why did you push me off the bed?"

“…But, even if I was dreaming, it might not be a bad dream.”

"What kind of good dream was that in which you pushed me off the bed? Don't tell me. I don't want to hear it... Anyway, it was a bad dream. It made you much braver today."

"I……"

After saying this, Zero didn't even bother to listen to his explanation and slipped out of his armband like a loach.

After dinner and checking out, the two walked around the area again. During that time, Zhuo kept begging Ling to tell him why she said that, but she refused to tell him until the very end when she finally agreed. Zhuo would understand from then on.

……

Even though we spent a night together, after getting up, it was no different from any other weekend.

As usual, after eating, Ling did not cook the breakfast himself, but the breakfast provided by the hotel. He washed, cleaned up, organized, then relaxed and rested before going home.

Thanks to Ling, Zhuo was gradually able to help with packing. He didn't bring much stuff, and basically none of it was used, so it didn't take much time, which made Zhuo very grateful.

"It should be noon when we get back. What do you want for lunch?"

"Emmmm... I wanted to eat the leftover spaghetti from yesterday again, but I had eaten all the steak so forget it."

"Yeah, so I'm going to get a smaller container to make the lasagna."

“Another thing that takes a lot of effort.”

"It's just a white cream sauce. Do you want anything else?"

"No need, anything you cook is fine, it will definitely be delicious, the best in the world."

"…Even if you praise me so much, I can't reward you with anything."

Even though Ling said this, Zhuo could see that she was in a good mood. To be more precise, it was because Zhuo's words made her feel better. Despite this, it was not a compliment to say that her cooking was delicious. To be honest, Zhuo felt that Ling's cooking was better than most people in the world. Even if there were chefs who were popular with the public, Zhuo would not think that they could be better than Ling.

Of course, there is a preference as a lover, but what Ling cooks is really delicious. Zhuo no longer wants to go out to eat. He only wants to eat what she cooks, not to mention the fast food bento from convenience stores that he used to rely on for survival.

Zhuo sighed and said "I'm really looking forward to it", while Ling tilted his head and looked at him in confusion.

"I will feel pressured if you do this."

"Normally that's what I would have liked."

"If you have high expectations, I will work hard and won't let you down."

Although her words were pleasing to him, Zhuo was embarrassed to let her waste more time, so he touched Ling who was walking beside him and comforted her so that she could relax a little.

Zero was walking when someone suddenly touched his head. He just paused for a moment and continued walking without even thinking, as if nothing had happened.

She looked so natural as if nothing had happened, but she did say lightly, "Have you developed the habit of patting my head whenever you feel like it?" But she didn't seem reluctant and let Zhuo do what he wanted.

(End of this chapter)