Zhao Dazhuang wiped his hands on his pants vigorously, his face flushed from the alcohol: "It’s enough that you have the heart."
Shi Yang said, "Uncle, Auntie, I plan to go get the marriage certificate with ii at the civil affairs bureau after her birthday this year, and we’ll hold the ceremony after she graduates from college. You don’t know how anxious I am to not be officially married to her. I love her so much, and she’s so young and beautiful... Honestly, I really feel quite insecure..."
Shi Yang put his arm around Zhao ii’s shoulder, holding her possessively, "Why do I work so hard to make money? It’s simply because I want my loved ones to live a happy and worry-free life. Ever since I realized my feelings, I’ve secretly vowed to provide ii with the best living conditions. I love her, and she deserves my wholehearted dedication."
Zhao ii, her eyes sparkling, turned to look at Shi Yang with a particularly delighted expression.
Shi Yang hiccuped, his face flushed and breathless, the strong alcohol flavor surging in his tone: "I’m in a hurry to buy a house, and there’s a reason for it. I just think that after ii graduates and we have our own kids, whether it’s ii or the kids, they need soone to look after them. But I’m so busy with work that sotis I can’t even take care of the family. I’m really struggling. But hiring a nanny, I just can’t trust them."
Shi Yang said softly, "My dad can’t co over for the ti being, and my mom has to stay back ho to take care of him. By then, ii and the kids will still need you to help look after them so I can be at ease. I’m rushing to buy a house so that you can be closer and more convenient to take care of them."
Shi Yang, fueled by the alcohol, spilled out everything in his heart: "Besides this, I really want to take care of you with ii in the future. From childhood to now, you’ve doted on a lot and treated like your own son. I’ve always regarded you as my family. I want to look after you and take care of you. Even without my relationship with ii, I’ve always seen you as part of my family."
Zhao Dazhuang and Liu Xiue were shocked and moved, their surfaces calm while waves stirred within them, remaining speechless for a long ti.
When the topic of housing is connected to the next generation, all complaints, dissatisfaction, worries, and concerns turn into sweet burdens of happiness.
Both Zhao Dazhuang and Liu Xiue, in an invisible way, were tightly bound by Shi Yang’s talk of a yet non-existent next generation, their hearts feeling like a weight had been placed on them, and the responsibility on their shoulders was enormous.
And Zhao ii, upon hearing Shi Yang’s heartfelt confession after drinking, felt simple sweetness and emotion just because of love. She didn’t yet have much concept or deep understanding of the next generation or the idea of supporting parents.
In her eyes, no matter what Shi Yang said or did, as long as it was out of love for her, that was enough.
Several years later, and soday in the future, when she realizes what the next generation Shi Yang spoke of would bring monuntal changes to her life, those would be matters for the future.
Liu Xiue said, "If we really wait until after ii’s birthday this year to get the certificate, then we have to pick a good date. These things have significant anings. Yangyang, you should also discuss it carefully with your parents later. This is a big deal, and we should take it seriously."
Shi Yang’s mouth curled into a smile, a lightness of relief flashing in his eyes: "Okay."
That night, Shi Yang drank a little too much, wobbling as he walked. Zhao Dazhuang and Liu Xiue helped send him ho, making sure he was settled, repeatedly advising, "ii, if your brother wakes up later, rember to give him honey water. It’ll make his stomach feel a bit better."
Throughout the whole process, Shi Yang was very quiet. He didn’t make a fuss even after drinking too much, obediently following directions and arrangents. On the way ho, he held onto Zhao ii in a daze, only letting go after getting into bed.
Zhao Dazhuang and Liu Xiue didn’t stay long after sending him back before leaving.
Zhao ii sat by the bed, looking down at Shi Yang lying there. His eyes were closed, long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his eyelids, and his lips were lightly closed and rosy from the alcohol.
Zhao ii couldn’t resist leaning down to kiss Shi Yang’s lips, soft and rich with the scent of alcohol. Just as she was about to lift her head, she was suddenly held in place by the back of her head, with a tight grip on her chin, and her lips were pried open.
Shi Yang held her head firmly, kissing her eagerly. Zhao ii tried pushing him away a few tis but couldn’t, becoming sowhat flustered under his persistent and intense kisses. Shi Yang explored every corner of her mouth, unwilling to let go.
With her lips blocked, Zhao ii could only murmur, "Brother..."
Shi Yang lifted his head slightly, paused for a mont, and then imdiately continued kissing, this ti more aggressively and urgently.
It wasn’t until both of them were sowhat breathless that Shi Yang slightly released her. Zhao ii panted heavily, her face a little flushed.
Shi Yang half-opened his eyes, his gaze bleary.
As their eyes t, Shi Yang suddenly grabbed Zhao ii’s waist, turned her over, and pinned her beneath him, his prominent nose pressing against her cheek as if sniffing sothing: "Baby, you sll so good..."
Zhao ii cupped his face, "Aren’t you drunk, bro?"
Shi Yang pressed her into the bed, a roguish smile on his lips: "Ah, still drunk." With that, he leaned down, gently pecking her lips.
Rembering what her mother said before leaving, Zhao ii suddenly asked, "Brother, do you want so honey water?"
Shi Yang pulled at her clothes, "No need, you’re sweet enough. If I drink it, I’m afraid it’ll be too much."
Zhao ii hooked her arms around his neck, giggling silently. Shi Yang kissed her neck lightly, obviously moved.
Their rising passion instantly engulfed them. They kissed, panted, and whispered words of deep affection.
Backlit, Shi Yang’s eyes were so dark they seed like water could drip from them. He gazed down at Zhao ii, as if admiring a treasured painting, his gaze tender and soft, like a feather brushing against her.
Lowering her gaze, Zhao ii looked at Shi Yang’s impressive tent between his legs, lifting her legs to hook around his waist: "Brother..."
Shi Yang’s eyes were deep: "What?"
Zhao ii’s legs slipped a bit, her toes nudging the tent, and she called again, "Brother..."
Shi Yang grabbed that leg, pressed it to her chest, and slowly leaned down.
An indescribable sensation built up inside her. Zhao ii slowly raised her head, and dizziness set in, inch by inch, slowly accumulating, until all those feelings collapsed at once...
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