NHWSG chapter 60

Sheng Zhao only knew that Xing Yingzhuo had a strong possessiveness, but he didn’t expect him to be so… unreasonable.

But then again, Xing Yingzhuo was never a reasonable person to begin with.

Fortunately, Sheng Zhao always fell for his tricks. Whenever he coaxed him, it was always genuine, without any coercion. If one had to pinpoint the reason, it was probably… Sheng Zhao could find a subtle sense of being “the head of the household” in this interaction.

Who made Xing Yingzhuo so petty? Sheng Zhao thought generously. In love, after all, one always needed a broad-minded and mature man to accommodate the other’s shortcomings.

In his heart, that “mature man” was definitely himself—counting on Xing Yingzhuo to be mature, that would probably take another eight thousand years.

And Sheng Zhao always enjoyed the feeling of coaxing Xing Yingzhuo. Every time he saw Xing Yingzhuo reluctantly coming down from his high horse, he could always feel a sense of satisfaction from being treated specially.

“Alright, alright, I’m yours.” Sheng Zhao chuckled helplessly, stretching out his arm to hook around Xing Yingzhu’s waist, whispering softly, “I didn’t say I wanted to run away. Your temper—”

“What’s wrong with my temper?” Xing Yingzhu asked back.

“It’s great, I like it.” Sheng Zhao changed his tone seriously, “You don’t know, my childhood dream was to find a boyfriend with your temper, and then I’d coax you in different ways every day. Life would be so much fun.”

Xing Yingzhuo: “…”

Smooth-talking little rascal!

Xing Yingzhuo released Sheng Zhao, wiping his hand on the other’s shoulder. He still had a look of disdain on his face, but there was also a bit of inexplicable joy rising in his heart.

—Quite the smooth talker, Xing Yingzhuo thought.

“Let go,” Xing Yingzhu said, “Be careful, they might catch up in a moment.”

“Whatever.” Sheng Zhao, bold as brass, said without a care in the world, “I’m hugging my boyfriend, not someone else, is it a crime?”

Xing Yingzhuo almost burst into laughter at his shameless behavior.

Xing Yingzhuo was angry just now because Zhang Chengde, that old guy, had just finished saying something about “the fate of the next life is not to be pursued,” and then immediately went behind his back to poach Sheng Zhao, showing no signs of being “unattainable” at all.

But Sheng Zhao was so clueless, he didn’t know to refuse immediately, he had to wait until he was unhappy to realize the urgency of the situation.

However—

Xing Yingzhuo glanced at Sheng Zhao.

This smooth-talker, despite being a bit silly, had a very proper attitude and relatively quick reactions.

Xing Yingzhuo gave it some thought and felt less uncomfortable than before. With a disdainful grunt, he grabbed Sheng Zhao’s collar.

“Don’t make it a habit,” Xing Yingzhuo said.

“I know, I know,” Sheng Zhao said with a smile, “Next time, I’ll carry our labor contract with me. Anyone who tries to undermine us will get it thrown in their face.”

Finally, Xing Yingzhuo was amused by him, and his lips curved slightly, softening the sternness in his eyes.

As soon as Sheng Zhao saw him smile, the tension in his heart eased. Tentatively, he hugged him tighter and asked, “Are you not angry anymore?”

Xing Yingzhuo gave him a light glance and hummed softly.

“Then—” Sheng Zhao clapped his hands and said, “Let me hold you as a snake, don’t walk.”

Xing Yingzhuo was about to refuse, thinking it wasn’t necessary to embarrass himself like this, but before he could speak, Sheng Zhao quickly patted him and interrupted him.

“I want to hug you.” Sheng Zhao said sincerely, “I didn’t hug enough just now.”

Xing Yingzhuo suddenly choked on the speech he had prepared. He hadn’t expected Sheng Zhao to deviate from the usual pattern.

To Xing Yingzhuo, this kind of scheming was hardly calculating. He could see through Sheng Zhao’s thoughts with just one glance, no different from reading a blank piece of paper.

He had considered refusing, but after circling around in his mind, he didn’t say anything in the end, just looked at Sheng Zhao with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

Initially, Sheng Zhao thought that with Xing Yingzhuo’s level of dignity, this unreasonable request was probably hopeless. But unexpectedly, after Xing Yingzhuo looked at him for a while, he didn’t say anything, just grabbed his arm and transformed into his original form, coiling up.

This time, he became even smaller than when he was at the hotel in Shanghai. The snake was only as thick as a child’s arm, winding into Sheng Zhao’s right sleeve and wrapping around his arm four or five times. The snake’s head rested neatly on the protruding wrist bone of his wrist.

“You’re really good at acting cute.” Xing Yingzhuo swam out of Sheng Zhao’s sleeve a bit, turned his head to look at him, and shook his head jokingly, “Just this once, no random touching.”

Sheng Zhao had some ideas in his mind, but Xing Yingzhuo was clear-headed and could naturally distinguish between mischief and good intentions. Xing Yingzhuo understood, but didn’t intend to pretend to be confused. He just didn’t want to say it directly, so he went along with it, indulging the silly boy.

As Xing Yingzhuo expected, Sheng Zhao was genuinely surprised. He pulled up his sleeve happily, covering most of Xing Yingzhuo’s body, and then stared at him covetously for a while. Finally, unable to restrain the urge to move, he quickly reached out and touched his head.

Xing Yingzhuo: “…”

Xing Yingzhuo squinted his eyes, bit Sheng Zhao’s hand, and pressed his sharp teeth against the tender flesh, almost writing the word “threat” on his forehead.

In a second, Sheng Zhao wiped the smirk off his face, retracted his hand obediently, and dared not touch randomly anymore.

“Let’s go back first,” Sheng Zhao said, “Let’s ask Zhang Jian if he can find some medicine for you to apply.”

This matter was urgent in Sheng Zhao’s mind. As soon as Xing Yingzhuo turned into a small snake and slipped into his sleeve, he didn’t even have time to see what his tail looked like now. But it was obvious that if it was bleeding, it was probably because the wound had reopened.

Xing Yingzhuo didn’t seem to care much about this himself. He swam around Sheng Zhao’s wrist, stared at his hand for a while, clearly focusing on something else.

After a while, Xing Yingzhuo suddenly spoke, “This hand?”

Sheng Zhao was puzzled by his question and didn’t react for a moment, subconsciously asking, “What about my hand?”

Xing Yingzhuo didn’t say anything, just looked at him lightly.

Sheng Zhao was confused by his gaze for a while before suddenly realizing what he meant.

“Don’t hold grudges,” Sheng Zhao said quietly, “I didn’t let her touch me. Even if I had amnesia, I would still carry my unwavering loyalty to you—”

Before Sheng Zhao could finish his last word, Xing Yingzhuo straightened up a bit, then spat out his tongue, licking the back of his hand.

Sheng Zhao: “…”

The snake’s tongue was cool and slender. Sheng Zhao almost broke out in goosebumps when he licked his hand.

“Leaving a mark on you,” Xing Yingzhuo said with a grunt, tilting his head and inspecting the back of his hand for a while, seeming satisfied. Then he swaggered back into his sleeve, pulling Sheng Zhao’s sleeve down to cover his body, even his head couldn’t be seen.

Sheng Zhao was speechless, thinking that Xing Yingzhuo’s mentality must be related to his change in size. When he had angrily come to settle scores with him just now, his temperament had clearly been that of a rebellious teenager. Now, it seemed to be rapidly declining, almost sliding into single digits.

However, despite his silent complaints, Sheng Zhao felt gleeful in his heart and couldn’t resist laughing after holding it in for so long. He muttered “childish” quietly.

But Xing Yingzhuo, who always had keen ears, didn’t immediately come out to argue with him. Carefully, Sheng Zhao pulled up his sleeve and realized that the other party had leaned against his wrist, seemingly falling asleep.

Speaking of which, Sheng Zhao suddenly realized that when he came out of the illusion, the sky was still terrifyingly overcast, and rain had started to fall. However, in just a few words, the unusual rain stopped.

He glanced at Xing Yingzhu on his hand and had a vague guess in his heart, but he didn’t dare to say it.

These days had been hectic, and Xing Yingzhu had done a lot of hard work, although he hadn’t shown it due to his pride, he was probably tired.

Sheng Zhao felt sorry for him and didn’t want to disturb him, so he didn’t bother him anymore. He stood in place for a while, then turned back along the path to meet up with Zhang Jian and the others.

Coincidentally, the others were also walking up. Sheng Zhao only strolled for three to five minutes before he saw the group. Hu Huanyang was at the end of the line, and when he saw Sheng Zhao, his eyes visibly brightened. He hurried up the steps and ran to his side.

“Are you okay?” Hu Huanyang asked.

“What could happen to me, nothing.” Sheng Zhao shook his head and said, “Just… took a trip to Alice’s Wonderland?”

“That’s good, being fine is better than anything else.” Hu Huanyang looked around and said, “Where’s the big guy?”

Sheng Zhao guessed that Xing Yingzhu probably didn’t want anyone to know that he was now a mini version, sleeping in his boyfriend’s arms. So, he chuckled awkwardly and covered up, “He left first, I couldn’t catch up.”

Hu Huanyang apparently understood Xing Yingzhu’s character quite well. Upon hearing this, he sympathetically looked at Sheng Zhao for a while and patted his shoulder.

“It’s okay.” Hu Huanyang comforted in a low voice, “The big guy spoils you a lot. Just wait for him to calm down. You don’t know, just now at the Locking Demon Tower, he was so anxious. He transformed back into his original form right in front of Zhang Jian’s master. It scared me to death, afraid they would fight.”

Not until Hu Huanyang mentioned this did Sheng Zhao remember the incident. He hadn’t thought about it before. So, he finally managed to ask.

“You said there was a disturbance here earlier?” Sheng Zhao said, “What kind of disturbance? I just accidentally touched the door panel, and besides seeing a beam of light, I didn’t feel anything.”

Hu Huanyang: “…”

“You don’t know?” Hu Huanyang asked.

Sheng Zhao was completely puzzled, wondering what he could possibly know. Apart from the fragment of the Alice’s Wonderland, he hadn’t remembered anything else.

“The Locking Demon Tower on Mount Longhu has been quiet for almost six hundred years.” Hu Huanyang said in a low voice, “But just now, when you entered, the seal inside almost shook open directly.”

Sheng Zhao: “…”

He actually had such great power??