My Arranged Marriage Partner Has Two Faces 35

Chapter 35

Zhong Yuxiao’s expression contorted.

“Gege Zhong Er, what’s with that expression?” Xi Shi, unable to contain himself any longer, burst into laughter, hugging the punching bag. “Hahahaha, Xu Linfeng said you like docile and obedient boys who act coquettishly towards you, but are also sensible and not clingy. I’m trying my best to be the type you like, Gege Zhong Er, why don’t you look happy at all?”

“…”

Zhong Yuxiao inwardly cursed Xu Linfeng, completely forgetting that he and Xi Shi were the ones who “forced” Xu Linfeng to say those things at the bar.

He took a deep breath, his training clothes clinging to his body, the contours of his chest muscles clearly visible. “You’re mistaken. I’m very happy, extremely happy.”

Zhong Yuxiao stepped forward, grabbed Xi Shi’s waist, and hoisted him onto his shoulder.

“Holy shit, Zhong Er, what are you doing?!”

Unlike a princess carry, this way of carrying him was more barbaric and much more embarrassing.

Xi Shi struggled, his head pointing downwards, kicking his legs, but his thighs were firmly gripped. Zhong Yuxiao didn’t relent and slapped his butt. Xi Shi’s head rushed with blood, his face and neck flushing crimson.

“Zhong Yuxiao!!!”

“What are you shouting for? Gege Zhong Er isn’t deaf.”

You don’t touch a tiger’s ass. The young master had never been treated like this before and yelled angrily, “Put me down!”

“No.” Zhong Yuxiao carried him to the window unhurriedly. “Didn’t you say you were crazy for me, obsessed with me, and would bash your head against a wall for me?”

Xi Shi’s head was pointing downwards as he was bumped against the wall.

The force was light, more like a gentle nudge than a bump.

“I’m fulfilling your wish.”

Xi Shi: “…”

Fuck.

After being bumped against the wall a few times, Xi Shi was both angry and amused, pinching his nose and pleading. “I was wrong, I was wrong, Gege Zhong Er, please, stop your magic.”

This was ridiculous!

So many people used this meme, but he had never seen anyone being carried and bumped against a wall. What was going on in Zhong Yuxiao’s mind? Why wasn’t he thinking like a normal person?

“What were you wrong about?” Zhong Yuxiao didn’t let him off the hook. “I think you’re not wrong, you did very well, you’re my precious darling.”

“…”

Please spare your precious darling.

Neither soft nor hard approaches worked. Xi Shi gave up struggling, resting his head on Zhong Yuxiao’s shoulder, chuckling.

He didn’t know why, he just wanted to laugh.

“Zhong Er, are you poisonous?”

His bad mood caused by Xi Le had completely disappeared, and he was back to his usual carefree self.

When Zhong Yuxiao put him down, the young master’s peach blossom eyes were sparkling with mirth.

“Maybe, but I don’t know if it’s the kind of poison that makes you fall head over heels for me.”

He gently rubbed Xi Shi’s eyes, which were still slightly flushed from their playful banter.

Xi Shi grabbed his hand, pulled it to his mouth, and bit it.

Zhong Yuxiao clicked his tongue. “I thought you were going to kiss it.”

That’s how it went in dramas, holding hands and kissing, then their feelings would escalate, and pink bubbles would appear.

“You’re not a married woman.”

Xi Shi bit him again, the light teeth marks overlapping, like two partially overlapping rings, intertwined.

He licked his lips and dramatically exclaimed, “Oh no, I think I’m poisoned, poisoned by your irresistible charm.”

Zhong Yuxiao choked, a “fuck” slipping out.

“Seriously? Using such greasy lines.” He complained, but the smile on his face widened, clearly enjoying it.

Xi Shi spread his hands. “There’s nothing I can do, I’m almost thirty, can’t compare to you youngsters, I don’t have many tricks up my sleeve, please forgive me.”

“I won’t forgive you.”

“Then there’s nothing I can do.”

Xi Shi stood up, facing the wall. “Then I can only bash my head against the wall a few more times to amuse Gege Zhong Er.”

He pretended to bash his head against the wall, but his forehead met a warm palm. Zhong Yuxiao gently rubbed his face. “Just kidding.”

He liked Xi Shi’s little tricks. Although they were silly, his heart seemed to be filled with a feeling called love, flowing through his blood to his brain, reinforcing a single thought – he liked Xi Shi.

A three-minute interest slowly turned into thirty minutes, three hundred minutes… For Zhong Yuxiao, this was a new and exciting feeling.

He let himself fall deeper, consciously.

“Tease me more, Xi Shi.”

Zhong Yuxiao still didn’t know how long his interest in Xi Shi would last, but if he had to fall in love with someone in his life, he hoped it would be Xi Shi.

After he said this, it was as if a strange switch had been flipped in Xi Shi, and he would occasionally blurt out cheesy pick-up lines.

Xi Shi: “Look at that cloud in the sky, doesn’t it look like my feelings for you? Fleeting, yet truly existing in this world, known by countless people.”

Zhong Yuxiao: “…Where did you find those cheesy lines?”

With Young Master Xi’s level, he shouldn’t be able to say such things.

“How did you know I searched for them?” Xi Shi asked, surprised.

Zhong Yuxiao said tactfully, “Too literary, doesn’t suit your style.”

“You’re right, I’m more of a wild type.”

The young master lifted his shirt and placed Zhong Yuxiao’s hand on his chest. “Feel it? Do you know what this is?”

Zhong Yuxiao, puzzled, nodded. “Your heartbeat.”

“No.” Xi Shi gave a charming smile. “This is the small piece of land I’m giving you after falling head over heels for you.”

“…”

Zhong Yuxiao gasped. He regretted it, he couldn’t handle the young master’s flirting at all.

Yet, Xi Shi was feeling very pleased with himself. “How was my flirting?”

“Very good, don’t do it again.”

“Why?”

Zhong Yuxiao glanced at his hair, swallowing the words “I might cheat on you.” He continued tactfully, “I’m afraid I’ll go soft.”

Xi Shi: “…”

Zhong Yuxiao successfully replaced the punching bag, becoming the young master’s designated sparring partner.

After training for two hours, Xi Shi collapsed on the floor, his eyes unfocused. “I feel like a salted fish.”

Zhong Yuxiao was amused and kicked his leg. “Everyone feels like that at first. Get up, let’s go eat, I’ve booked a restaurant.”

They hadn’t had a proper meal all day and had exerted themselves physically, consuming a lot of energy. They were starving.

“No, I can’t get up.” The salted fish flipped over, and Xi Shi said deliberately, “You’ve drained me dry.”

They had a lot of physical contact during their sparring session. Men were creatures of their lower bodies, and moreover, they were both attracted to each other, the fire already ignited.

“Zhong Yuxiao, let’s just order takeout at home, no more training, we can rest properly after dinner.”

“Are you sure you’ll rest properly after dinner?”

Did he not know what Xi Shi was thinking?

Zhong Yuxiao tugged at the hem of his shirt, his tone meaningful. “This is a legitimate boxing gym, with high-definition cameras monitoring 24/7. CEO Xi, be careful with your words and actions.”

Xi Shi: “…”

Fuck, he forgot about that.

After venting their energy at the boxing gym, they went to eat. There was a barbershop next to the restaurant, and after dinner, Zhong Yuxiao pushed Xi Shi inside.

“Since we’ve already eaten, let’s dye your hair too.”

“Alright.”

Xi Shi had no objections. The young master was traumatized by the surveillance cameras and had temporarily cleared his mind of dirty thoughts.

Zhong Yuxiao picked up a strand of hair at the back of his head. “It’s gotten long, do you want to cut it shorter?”

“Sure, cut it first, then dye it.”

Seeing their attire, the hairdresser knew they were big spenders and said enthusiastically, “Sir, our director is available, should I ask him to come down and cut your hair?”

Xi Shi shrugged indifferently. “Sure.”

He had also heard about the barbershop’s routines, like getting you to sign up for a membership or charging hundreds of yuan for a director’s haircut. He didn’t mind, as long as the haircut was good. He wasn’t short on money anyway.

As soon as the director saw Xi Shi, he started showering him with compliments, praising his hair quality and his aura. The young master, feeling flattered, waved his hand modestly. “It’s just so-so.”

Zhong Yuxiao was amused and took a picture, sending it to the family group chat.

[Little Treasure: @Forever Princess Mom, does this scene look familiar?]

When Zhong Mu got her hair done, Zhong Fu would also sit in the waiting area. Zhong Yuxiao felt like he was accompanying his wife to a salon.

[Forever Princess: Oh my, is Xiao Shi getting a haircut?]

[Little Treasure: Haircut and dye job.]

[Big Treasure: Finally getting rid of that green mop.]

Tsk tsk, even his brother appeared.

Zhong Yuxiao chuckled.

“What are you looking at?”

Zhong Yuxiao looked up, meeting Xi Shi’s gaze in the mirror. “Taking a vote, the whole family unanimously supports your decision to dye your hair.”

“…”

Xi Shi was speechless. “Isn’t this hair color handsome?”

He thought it looked good. He even asked a random stranger before dyeing it, and they said it was super cool!

While getting his hair washed, Xi Shi glanced at the messaging app. He hadn’t spoken in the Zhong family group chat, just lurking.

Princess, Knight, Big Treasure, Little Treasure… Xi Shi was thunderstruck, his hand trembling, and he accidentally clicked on an emoji.

[Little Treasure’s Treasure: Dog, take this! .jpg]

Seeing his own nickname, Xi Shi’s vision darkened, and seeing the emoji he sent, his vision darkened again.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

He didn’t usually use emojis. This one was sent to him by You Jiayu, he thought it was funny, so he saved it.

Xi Shi quickly retracted the message.

Phew, thankfully he was quick.

The next second, Zhong Yuxiao sent a screenshot to the group chat. It was the emoji he had just retracted.

“Zhong Yuxiao!”

“Yes, yes, I’m here, what’s up?”

He didn’t mention what he had just done and smiled, handing him a picture. “I heard this hairstyle is trending online, do you want to try it?”

The hairdresser leaned closer for a look. “The French Crop! This is the hairstyle I just recommended, sir. You’re handsome, it’ll definitely look good on you!”

“Let’s go with that then.”

With a handsome face, he could pull off any hairstyle.

Xi Shi was full of confidence, glanced at the picture, and continued typing.

As soon as the screenshot was sent, not only Zhong Mu and Zhong Zhili, but even Zhong Fu sent a question mark.

Xi Shi felt suffocated.

[Little Treasure’s Treasure: My hand slipped!!]
[Little Treasure’s Treasure: Sorry, I wasn’t cursing anyone, I wasn’t angry, it really was just a hand slip!!!]

Zhong Yuxiao chuckled. “Why are you so nervous? As long as you don’t divorce me, they won’t be angry.”

Xi Shi rolled his eyes inwardly. He wasn’t afraid of them being angry. He wanted to leave a good impression on Zhong Yuxiao’s family.

After all, he had just visited his parents-in-law last night and needed to make a good impression.

“You must be sent by heaven to torment me.” Xi Shi sighed dramatically.

Sent by heaven, wasn’t that destiny?

Zhong Yuxiao touched his rapidly beating heart. Tsk, that flirting technique was quite effective.

While Xi Shi was getting his haircut, Zhong Yuxiao sat beside him, scrolling through his phone.

Big data caught the keyword “French Crop” and pushed a lot of related information, 90% of which were other people’s disastrous experiences.

Zhong Yuxiao was horrified. “This hairstyle seems prone to disaster, why don’t you not cut it?”

He couldn’t accept Xi Shi looking like those pictures, he preferred him looking handsome.

Before Xi Shi could speak, the hairdresser jumped in. “Disasters happen because the hairdresser isn’t skilled enough. Sir, I’m the director of this salon, my skills are among the best in Lincheng. Ask around, Tony Liu has never had a failed haircut!”

“Would it look really bad if it goes wrong?” Xi Shi didn’t care, lifting his chin towards the mirror, showing off his jawline. “It’s fine, gege has never been ugly since I was young.”

Half an hour later, Xi Shi looked at himself in the mirror in disbelief, his heart sinking.

Was this a French Crop?

This clearly looked like half a watermelon rind on his head!

Zhong Yuxiao was silent for a moment, then offered sincere advice. “Why don’t you just shave it all off?”