Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It-Chapter 96 - 95: "Zhou Mochen, Are You Blushing?

The man’s grip on her hand was tight, and Xu Su couldn’t break free. Deciding to just give up, she stopped struggling and leaned back against the seat. "Don’t you dare! Zhou Mochen, if you hug me without my permission, just see if I even answer you the next time you ask me out."

Her voice was proudly defiant, carrying a hint of boldness that tickled the ears of anyone who heard it.

Zhou Mochen fought his impulses again and again. In the end, he settled for intertwining their fingers, not daring to make any other moves.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Mochen asked, "Want to go back to Chang City a couple of days early? I can take you out to have some fun. A water park, an amusement park, a haunted house... They say girls like these things. Do you want to go?"

Xu Su, the "little girl" who was thirty on the inside, was speechless.

’Actually... she was genuinely tempted by his words.’

An amusement park... Plenty of kids in her class had been to one, and they all said it was a blast when they came back.

The Dragon Coaster, the Skyscraper, the Space Shot—the way her classmates described them made them sound incredibly appealing.

Huang Feng had gone, too. But Xu Su, despite being thirty on the inside, had never actually been to one.

In her past life, before she met Zhou Mochen, she was a poor student who could barely afford to eat. How could she have had time to even think about having fun?

Afterward, when she was with Zhou Mochen, their relationship at the time made it impossible for them to go out on dates like a normal couple.

Tempting as it was, Xu Su still shook her head firmly. "I’m going back on the fifteenth, and school starts again on the sixteenth."

Zhou Mochen’s expression darkened slightly. "You’re not saving any time for me at all?"

Her leg felt itchy, so Xu Su gave it a couple of scratches while saying, "What do you need time for? Zhou Mochen, didn’t you promise not to bother me before the college entrance exams?"

"Showing up at my grandma’s house in the middle of the night is already way out of line. Don’t push your luck."

Zhou Mochen fell silent, quietly watching her from the side.

He finally noticed her scratching and, with a frown, turned on the car’s interior light.

His eyes immediately fell on her legs—slender and pale, but the exposed part of her thigh was covered in five or six angry red welts.

Zhou Mochen was still holding Xu Su’s left hand. Her right hand was scratching away at the bites, but then he grabbed it, too.

His voice was taut. "Stop scratching. Why didn’t you come out in long pants? Are all these from mosquitoes just now?"

Xu Su looked down at her own legs. Her skin was so fair that even a hint of red was obvious, to say nothing of the large, swollen bumps left by the vicious countryside mosquitoes.

"..." ’I’m the one who got bit, but Zhou Mochen seems more anxious and upset than I am.’

Looking at his darkened face, Xu Su pouted. "And isn’t this all your fault? My room had a mosquito coil lit, so there weren’t any mosquitoes in there. But no, you just had to make me come out this late. I’ve always attracted mosquitoes. One bite, and I get a huge welt."

The mosquitoes in Chang City were one thing, but the ones out here in the fields seemed especially potent. Having lived a pampered life for over a decade in her past life, Xu Su couldn’t even remember the last time she’d gotten a big, swollen mosquito bite.

Zhou Mochen released her hands and leaned down to look at the welts on her leg.

Her hands no longer restrained, Xu Su reached down to scratch again.

Zhou Mochen looked up, stopping her with a glare. He then reached out to touch one of the bites, his voice full of heartache. "Don’t scratch. I’ll take you to buy some ointment. You’re the only person who would want to stay in a place like this. Even the mosquitoes are bullying you."

He looked fierce, but Xu Su wasn’t afraid of him. She swatted his hand off her leg and said with disgust, "Zhou Mochen, don’t be a pervert. My grandma has ointment at home. Let me go back, and I’ll put it on myself."

Xu Su had always been a target for mosquitoes, so their house was never without ointment.

When she pushed his hand away, Zhou Mochen belatedly realized that he had just touched the young woman’s leg. He lightly rubbed his fingertips together, lost in thought.

Xu Su waited a few seconds. When he didn’t move, she looked up and saw that his face was faintly red.

"..." Xu Su was stunned for a moment. "Zhou Mochen, are you blushing?"

It was a question she’d be too embarrassed to ask Xi Zirong, yet she blurted it out to Zhou Mochen without a second thought.

Xu Su didn’t realize it herself, but subconsciously, she was much more relaxed around Zhou Mochen.

Zhou Mochen didn’t speak, so, finding this incredibly novel, Xu Su leaned forward and craned her neck to look at him.

’This is a once-in-a-lifetime sight. This guy can actually get embarrassed?’

The next second, her vision darkened as Zhou Mochen pulled her into his arms, holding her tight.

Zhou Mochen’s scent filled her nostrils. Before Xu Su had time to react, she heard his voice. "You’re the one who leaned in, Susu. I’m just going to assume you wanted me to hold you."

Their summer clothes were thin. As he spoke, Xu Su could feel the rise and fall of his chest against her face, his body heat transferring through the thin fabric.

Her arms were pinned to her body in his tight embrace, so she could only struggle by craning her neck. "Let go! Let me go, you liar! I actually thought you were blushing, but it was all a trick."

’This guy’s bag of tricks is bottomless!’

Zhou Mochen loosened his arms, then pulled Xu Su’s wrist, pressing her palm tightly against his cheek as he leaned in. "I wasn’t lying. Feel it. It’s still hot."

His magnified face was right before her eyes—his delicate brows and eyes, the straight bridge of his nose. Her hand felt the heat of his cheek. Xu Su felt her heart skip a beat. At this distance, all she had to do was lift her head to kiss him.

Zhou Mochen also realized how dangerously intimate their proximity was. His expression shifted, his eyes growing hazy and filling with raw desire.

The stinging itch of the mosquito bites on her leg snapped Xu Su back to her senses. She forcefully pulled her hand away. "I’ve been out for a long time. Take me home. My leg is really itchy."

Her voice sounded absurdly loud in the quiet car, instantly shattering the intimate atmosphere.

’Just a little bit more...’

Xu Su clenched her fists, thinking this man had the potential to be a true heartbreaker, seizing every possible opportunity to be seductive.

At Xu Su’s completely unromantic outburst, Zhou Mochen froze, a hint of frustration in his eyes.

With a sigh, Zhou Mochen sat up straight, trying to put some distance between them.

A few seconds later, he reached up and covered his eyes, his voice raspy. "Xu Su, just... don’t talk for a second."

Xu Su: "..."

’As if I don’t know what’s going on with him... This damned awkward atmosphere...’

Xu Su’s gaze uncontrollably drifted down from his face, past his bobbing Adam’s apple and his chest heaving with suppressed breaths, continuing lower and lower...

"Don’t look at me!"

Startled, Xu Su frantically averted her gaze. A strange heat crept into her cheeks, having been caught in the act of staring.

’Didn’t he have his eyes covered? How could he possibly have seen that?’

After what felt like an eternity, Zhou Mochen’s breathing calmed down. He looked over at her, his eyes still a little bloodshot. "Susu, what exactly did you see just now?"

Xu Su: "..."

Xu Su could feel the left side of her face, the one he was staring at so intently, turning red.

Zhou Mochen let out a soft laugh and reached over to take her hand. "I’ll stop teasing you. But Susu, can’t you hurry up and agree to be with me?"