Master Hong's Lucky Bride Chapter 42 – It Was Not a Good Time

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After a while, Cen Shuang knocked on the door and realized that something was not right. This was also her room. Why did she have to knock? Cen Shuang bolstered her courage, pushed the door open and saw Zhuang Hong sitting on the bed.

The man was just sitting upright on the bed. At this moment, he was looking at the tablet in his hand. His deep black eyes were emitting charm. His slightly furrowed brows revealed a trace of seriousness. The bright light outside the window shone on his face. It illuminated his pale facial features. His
serious expression was magnetic. The moment Cen Shuang looked over, she felt as though her chest had been struck. She could not shift her gaze away. Zhuang Hong had been bedridden for a long time, and that made his breathing seem weak and sickly. However, Cen Shuang felt that he was not quite
the same as other patients in this situation.

When Zhuang Hong raised his head to look at her, Cen Shuang calmed down and passed him the tray she was holding. “I was afraid that you would be hungry since you just woke up. I brought you a bowl of porridge.”
She seemed obedient, despite always seeming so arrogant when she thought she was alone. Zhuang Hong raised his eyebrows and dismissed the idea that she had been putting on a show all this while. Zhuang Hong drank some water and picked up the bowl of porridge, slightly stunned.
Zhuang Hong glanced at her and put down the porridge. “I'm allergic to seafood.”

However, seafood was her favorite food, so Lan Yibai made sure that it was prepared every night. When she heard him say this, Cen Shuang was slightly disappointed.

However, Cen Shuang still obediently picked up the bow! and said, “Till eat it, then.”

Zhuang Hong's gaze was cold and profound. “The Zhuang family hasn't been feeding you? You're holding so tightly to that bowl of porridge.”

Cen Shuang was embarrassed by his stare. She flushed and said, “Of course not, I just feel that it would be a shame to waste it.”

Zhuang Hong looked at this girl who looked obedient on the surface, but was actually baring her fangs and brandishing her claws. He reached out and placed his hand on her forehead.

Cen Shuang was shocked at this and subconsciously used her hand to block him. The bowl of seafood porridge she was holding ended up spilling on Zhuang Hong's body. Cen Shuang instantly panicked. The thin silk blanket was instantly soaked by the hot porridge. Zhuang Hong's sensitive skin felt a little
hot. He snorted coldly and furrowed his brows.

Cen Shuang frantically grabbed the blanket, but Zhuang Hong held onto it. His hand closed over Cen Shuang's cold hand. His fingertips were long and slender, and his palm was warm. She felt a wave of warmth surge through her. “Don't move. Bring me a towel.”
Cen Shuang stood rooted to the spot. She felt that she had done something wrong and her face was flushed. She had forgotten that he could react now.

Cen Shuang did not know how to react. Then, the room door opened. Cen Shuang was overcome by the need to conceal what just happened. Just as she was about to cover him with the blanket, a large hand pressed down on her back, and she could only lay flat on Zhuang Hong's body. Her stomach hurt
because something stiff was pressing on it. Her small face was flushed, and she covered her head with the blanket. The large hand on her back was pressing down on her so firmly that she could not get up at all. She could even feel Zhuang Hong's body tensing up under her.

She was going to die. Why did she bring a bowl of porridge to Zhuang Hong although she did not have to? Now, it was all stuck to his body.

'The moment Boyan entered the room, he saw an explosive scene. Cen Shuang was lying on Zhuang Hong's body. Her body was pressing down on the helpless Zhuang Hong who lay under her. He instantly became serious, and asked in a daze, “What are you guys doing?”
Zhuang Hong looked up and the gaze he directed at Boyan turned cold. He said two words mercilessly, “Get out.”

Boyan regained his composure and cooperated by closing the door. He stuck his head in and said with a stifled smile, “You guys don't have to worry about me. I can wait outside for a little longer.”

Boyan thought about how Zhuang Hong had been lying on the bed for half a year. The fact that he was in high spirits was very normal since he had just woken up. He had come at a really bad time.

'When Cen Shuang heard the sound of the door closing, she tightened her grip on the blanket. Her body stiffened and she did not move until the pressure eased and she could breathe evenly again.

Zhuang Hong's voice came from above her. “Let's go.”

Cen Shuang bit her lip and tried hard not to say the word 'shameless'.

Zhuang Hong focused and let out a deep breath. “Quickly get up and change your clothes. Bring me a new blanket.” After saying that, he pulled Cen Shuang up and threw away the blanket.

Cen Shuang hurriedly tidied up the room before opening the door with a red face.

Boyan saw that Cen Shuang was slightly stunned and asked, “Are you done?” Zhuang Hong had just woken up and it seemed like his physical condition was not very good. It did not take long for him to finish. Poor little girl. She had been alone for so long. Only now did she receive a little reward for her
efforts.

Although Cen Shuang was young, she knew what Boyan meant. When she thought of the stupid thing that she had done just now, she could not help but glare at him. She muttered, “It's not what you think.”
Boyan's expression became understanding. His expression also seemed to say, 'You don't have to explain', He followed her into the room.

Boyan's gaze casually swept across the room before finally landing on Zhuang Hong's face. He teased, “The blankets have all been changed. It looks like things were very intense just now.”

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