The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend Chapter 63 Teasing

Bai Su frowned.

He scanned the ward, then finally focused on the cabinet. Walking over with light steps, he opened the cabinet door.

The pale white plush blanket was neatly folded inside.

Bai Su took out the blanket and, under Jiang Gujun’s shocked gaze, gently covered the boy with it and carefully tucked it in.

The closer he got, the more the mint scent from the candy the boy had just eaten reached his nose, overwhelmingly strong.

Lowering his gaze, that delicate and pretty face was right in front of him, looking soft.

A certain idea popped into Bai Su’s mind again.

He licked the corner of his lips, unable to resist, and quickly and lightly pinched.

Soft.

Just as expected, it felt great.

Jiang Gujun on the side: "!!!"

Rong Zhi, woken up by Bai Su’s actions: "..."

Their eyes t, the boy expressionless.

Bai Su curled his lips, covering the boy’s clear eyes without any ntal burden. His voice was gentle, laced with humor, "Behave, keep sleeping."

Rong Zhi: "....Let go."

She blinked, and Bai Su, feeling ticklish in his palm, chuckled softly, "No, the light’s too bright, I’ll block it for you."

Rong Zhi: "..."

Does this person think she’s a child to be coaxed?

...

After dinner, Rong Fengmian brought Rong Jiazze over.

Rong Zhi pulled down the blanket covering her face, lazily turning her eyes, "Here? Did you get the stuff?"

Rong Fengmian nodded, "Got it."

Then he looked at the things on the floor of the ward and the ancient mysterious Star Disc on He Songzhi’s bed, pursing his lips in confusion, "Sis, what’s going on here?"

Rong Zhi sat up, sprawling bonelessly, patting the chair beside her to let Rong Jiazze sit down, explaining languidly, "Your Brother Su did this, don’t worry about it."

Though confused, Rong Fengmian decided not to pay attention since his sister said not to, knowing she wouldn’t harm their mom.

In the ward, apart from the coffee table, there were two other tables. Rong Zhi had Rong Fengmian pull one over, and the three of them ford a circle to begin discussing topics and doing howork.

Rong Zhi mainly tutored Rong Jiazze. She found that although the kid was late in receiving education, his mind was sharp and he grasped everything quickly, making her more curious about whose child he originally was before being abducted.

A long ti ago, she created a website to help trafficked children find their parents, later handing it over to Zeus. Recently, she posted Rong Jiazze’s information, but there has been no news to date.

She also investigated, but found no leads. When she asked Rong Jiazze, he couldn’t rember where he was abducted.

Rong Zhi lectured quickly, mainly because she saw Rong Jiazze could absorb the information well, so she didn’t bother slowing down, and within no ti they reached second-grade content.

"Let’s stop here." She estimated that with this pace, before Rong Jiazze starts primary school, he shouldn’t fall behind much.

Rong Jiazze nodded, his voice hoarse, "Brother, you’ve worked hard. Have so water!"

He obediently poured a cup of warm water for Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi accepted it, rubbing his head.

After finishing with Rong Jiazze, Rong Zhi checked Rong Fengmian’s howork.

When Bai Su and Jiang Gujun ca back, they saw Rong Fengmian and Rong Jiazze buried in a sea of problems, writing furiously as if they were wound up tightly.

"Are you energized?" Jiang Gujun placed the bought fruit salad on the table.

Rong Fengmian didn’t lift his head, "Brother said my studies are lagging, next week is the monthly test, I don’t want to be left behind."

Jiang Gujun: "Co on, given your brother’s grades, he dares say you’re lagging? His exams are probably a struggle."

Unexpectedly, after he spoke, Rong Fengmian gave him a strange eye look, saying faintly, "Actually, my brother’s grades are pretty good..."

This is precisely why, after Rong Zhi dropped out, he wanted to work even harder, not letting down Rong Zhi’s hopes.

Jiang Gujun’s face clearly expressed ’I don’t believe it’.

Instead, Bai Su chuckled softly and asked, "Really?"

Rong Fengmian nodded seriously.

"Alright," Rong Zhi stabbed a piece of fruit into Rong Fengmian’s mouth, "Go do your howork."

Rong Fengmian grunted twice, receiving a near-threatening glance from his sister, he shut up and obediently ate the fruit.

Bai Su rubbed Rong Jiazze’s head, his gaze fixed on the boy but he didn’t speak.

Rong Zhi raised her eyes, matching his stare, her fox-like eyes were dark and expressionless.

"Looking at like that, I fear I might not resist later," Bai Su released his hand, his fingertip twitching, tone teasing.

Rong Zhi: "Then I don’t mind chopping off your hand first."

Bai Su raised a brow, acting as if he would curl his fingers, leisurely saying, "Before chopping, can you let pinch a few more tis? After all, it feels quite good."

The others present: "...?"

What’s going on?!

Rong Zhi felt speechless hearing this, "I’m dough, huh?"

Pinch a few more tis, why doesn’t he pinch himself.

Bai Su seed to indeed read her thought from her eyes, he licked the corner of his lips, claiming seriously, "A courtesy for a courtesy, I’ll give you a pinch too."

Rong Zhi lightly curled her lips, resting a hand under her chin, her gaze laid shalessly on the man’s face, slightly narrowing, her voice was lazily enchanting and hoarse, "Alright then, bring your face over."

She playfully wiggled her fingers, just waiting for him to lean his face in.

Bai Su’s eyes paused, he turned his head aningfully, clicking his tongue.

Clearly, he wanted to tease the young master, but with the boy’s attitude, the tone seed reversed, like he was the one being teased.

Suddenly, cool, porcelain-like fingers touched his lips, Bai Su froze instantly.

Rong Zhi’s expression was light, her tone lazily indifferent, "See, this is called teasing."

While speaking, she pressed increntally, almost moving down the action to touch those lips that often utter casual remarks.

During her ti working at the bar, she was constantly flirted with by a group of highly skilled ladies. Any of whom could outmatch him?

He flirts with her? What’s he thinking.

Rong Zhi withdrew her hand, curling back into the plush chair.

The people around couldn’t maintain her composure.

Rong Fengmian was stunned, his voice trembling, "Sis...not brother...you...he..."

In his excitent, he almost exposed Rong Zhi, fortunately, no one’s attention was on him.

Jiang Gujun glanced at Rong Zhi, then sharply turned to Bai Su, whose expression was obscure, "Mr. Su, you have this day too."

He should have recorded it just now!!

Then shared it in the bros group to let everyone savor Mr. Su’s awkwardness!

Jiang Gujun regretted so much, why didn’t he have his phone out!

Bai Su curled his lips, glaring coldly at him, his eyes icy as cold as a pond.

Jiang Gujun’s scalp tingled, covering his mouth, shaking his head.

Watching the drama is minor, preserving his life is major.

Bai Su took a deep breath, straining to ignore the lingering cool sensation on his lips, though his mind wouldn’t allow him to forget; the more he tried to ignore it, the clearer it etched in his mory.

He held back for a while, squeezing out a curse from between his teeth without any emotion, striding to the balcony to smoke.

Jiang Gujun followed out, laughing.

Rong Zhi peeled a candy, biting it, lazily stretching.

While lowering her hand, her movent halted.

Her pupils slightly contracted, fixed on the bed, her face rarely showing emotion from deep within.

Rong Fengmian noticed, whispered, "Sis?"

Rong Zhi didn’t respond, Rong Fengmian felt a gust before him, and when he opened his eyes, his sister was standing in front of He Songzhi’s bed.