Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

Jiang Deng felt that she seemed to like Zhou Wu a little bit more.

Maybe, as Lingran said, Zhou Wu had a crush on her? Otherwise, how could he explain the fact that he knew her so well?

But Jiang Deng was very sure that the two had met for the first time this morning.

When did Zhou Wu fall in love with her? Has he been paying attention to her for a long time? How come she didn't know anything about it?

Jiang Deng felt sweet in his heart and secretly proud at the same time.

Although she knew that she had always been very charming, she had never thought that Zhou Wu would have a crush on her.

Jiang Deng turned slightly to the side and buried her head in the pillow. She couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips slightly, and she gradually fell asleep.

……

Zhou Wu didn't really leave. He opened a new suite next to Jiang Deng and stayed there that night.

The next morning, he prepared a bunch of delicious food again and took the doctor to see her.

"The temperature is 36.6 degrees Celsius, and the fever has subsided." The doctor said, "But the ankle injury needs to be healed for a few more days."

Jiang Deng indeed felt much better. He had sweated and his headache wasn't as painful anymore. His mood improved along with his body. Seeing Zhou Wu and the delicious food, he felt even better.

More importantly, she confirmed one thing:

Zhou Wu really likes her.

I don't like her. I just saw her last night. Why did you rush to see her again so early in the morning?

The marriage is likely to be settled.

But it's better to test Zhou Wu's attitude...

So after the doctor left, Jiang Deng invited Zhou Wu to have breakfast together. During the meal, he casually mentioned to him:

"Zhou Wu, what do you...think about our marriage?"

Jiang Deng tilted his head slightly, raised his hand to tuck the hair on the side of his face behind his ear, took a deep breath secretly, and then cast his eyes on Zhou Wu's handsome face again:

"I have a good impression of you. If I am not mistaken, you like me, right? My father means that after I graduate... um..."

Facing his burning gaze, Jiang Deng's voice became lower and lower, until it was almost silent. She could hardly continue.

"I like you." Zhou Wu suddenly spoke.

No, to be exact, he loved her.

But he was afraid that saying this would scare her, so he had to force himself to hold back and said to himself: Take it step by step, take it slow.

Jiang Deng was startled and her face turned red. She was stuck. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her mind was in a mess and she couldn't utter a word.

"If you want, Jiang Deng, we can get engaged as soon as we graduate, okay?"

Zhou Wu took over the conversation, suddenly stood up from the chair, walked to her, knelt on one knee, stretched out his hand to her, and stared at her with his peach blossom eyes.

He held his breath unconsciously:

"Do you want to?"

Then, without waiting for her to answer, he said awkwardly:

"I'm sorry, it was too hasty and I didn't have time to prepare a gift... This is not a formal proposal, I will..."

"I do." Jiang Deng interrupted him.

Zhou Wu was stunned.

She gently placed her right hand on his palm and repeated:

"I am willing."

Her cool, delicate skin touched his warm, broad palm.

Zhou Wu's peach blossom eyes suddenly burst into a strong light, and joy quickly climbed up the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. The next second, he held her hand tightly and couldn't help but chuckled.

Jiang Deng suddenly felt that he was a little silly.

But she herself started laughing for no apparent reason, and pushed him away in embarrassment:

"Hurry up and get up, the meal is not finished yet."

Zhou Wu lifted the back of her hand and kissed it gently. He tried his best to remain calm, stood up and returned to his seat, but he couldn't hide the grin on the corners of his lips:

"...I heard your nickname is Ayu. Ayu, can I call you that?"

Jiang Deng started to feel a little uncomfortable again: "...Okay."

Zhou Wu's lips suddenly widened, and his eyes almost curved into a straight line:

"Ayu."

"Ah."

Jiang Deng responded with a sound as quiet as a mosquito's hum.

"Ayu."

Jiang Deng glared at him.

"Ayu."

"..."

She knew he had a nice voice, but...

What are you doing?

He kept calling her by her nickname in such a sticky, gentle and affectionate way, which made her feel a little dizzy all over.

After meal.

Zhou Wu carried her to the sofa in the living room to watch TV. He held her in his arms. Jiang Deng was completely in his arms. He still asked her uncertainly:

"Ayu, we...are in love, right?"

Or else?

Aren't you holding me now?

Jiang Deng glared at him.

Zhou Wu's breathing suddenly became heavier, his eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he turned his head away unnaturally: "Ayu, don't look at me like that."

Jiang Deng: “?”

She obviously did nothing.

Jiang Deng was about to twist him, but he raised his hand and turned his head back.

The phone rang suddenly.

"Yours." Jiang Deng glanced at his vibrating trouser pocket.

Zhou Wu calmed himself down, took out his cell phone and answered the call.

"Hey... I'm not in school right now... Yeah, I can't substitute for you... Um... It's okay..."

The phone hangs up.

"What's wrong? Do you have something to do?" Jiang Deng remembered that when he first met him yesterday morning, he still looked like he wanted to discuss business. "If you have something to do, go ahead and do it."

"Nothing." Zhou Wu put away his phone and smiled at her, "I'm free all day today."

He had already reserved these two days of vacation in advance.

Jiang Deng narrowed his eyes upon hearing this: "Really?

"Then let's go back to Jiang's house to have dinner together tonight, okay?"