Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Chapter 473: What about the promise of marriage?

"Zhou Ningyue, it turns out you are a greedy cat. You run a restaurant yourself, but you are still so greedy. What should I do?"

Li Zheming chuckled. Zhou Ningyue, who had his eyes closed in the dark, was already sensitive to sounds, and now he blushed and his heart beat fast.

This voice is really too nice to hear.

"Humph, Li Zheming, it seems that you are a stingy person and are afraid that you can't afford to hire me."

"I can afford it, but that's just the beginning. So tonight, shall we start with crawfish and barbecue?"

The smile in Li Zheming's voice could not be suppressed, which made Zhou Ningyue feel so happy that he completely forgot that he was still hanging in the dark sky.

"I also want to drink draft beer. I want to drink a large beer by myself to calm my nerves."

Li Zheming was horrified: "Zhou Ningyue, this won't work. You became a drunkard after drinking half a bottle last time."

"Humph, you're the drunkard... Then I'll drink half a bottle, okay? Today's situation is special. Li Zheming, okay?"

Zhou Ningyue began to bargain in a soft voice, and he didn't even notice that his tone had already taken on a coquettish tone.

Li Zheming's mouth never dropped: "Okay, you can only drink half a pint, no more."

Zhou Ningyue agreed, and the two of them calmed down for a while.

Li Zheming was thinking about the topic when Zhou Ningyue started talking.

"Li Zheming, can you sing a song for me? I'm sure you can sing very well."

"So-so, what do you want to hear?"

"Jay Chou's "Dandelion's Promise" is my and Rongrong's favorite."

Li Zheming breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, luckily it's Jay Chou's song, I can do it."

A magnetic and deep male voice sounded from the receiver.

[The promise of growing up together is so clear,

I believe it if it's checked.

We agreed to travel together.

It is the only willfulness you insist on now.

......

Many dreams are waiting to be realized.

The promise to grow up together was so sincere.

A past that I can never stop talking about with you.

...]

Li Zheming's voice gradually stopped, and there was silence on the other end of the microphone. But Li Zheming knew that the girl was crying again.

Suddenly, the lights came on brightly and the colorful lights on the Ferris wheel also started flashing.

Zhou Ningyue exclaimed: "Li Zheming, the light is on. Li Zheming, I see you."

Looking down from a high altitude, under the bright street lamp behind the crowd, a tall figure was holding the flashlight of his mobile phone and waving it towards the night sky.

The light from the flashlight was very weak, but the figure was wrapped in golden light.

The Ferris wheel's box opened, and Zhou Ningyue could barely stand up. Li Zheming simply stretched out his long arms to pick her up and carried her sideways.

Zhou Ningyue hugged Li Zheming's neck tightly and buried her head in the crook of his neck.

One side of my neck felt hot, wet, and numb.

"Zhou Ningyue, you are all safe, why are you still crying? Aren't you a domineering president?"

Li Zheming laughed muffledly when a small hand pinched his neck.

"I'm not domineering, I'm just a crybaby CEO. That's not okay."

"Okay, it doesn't matter what kind you are." Li Zheming said in a long tone, full of helplessness.

......

Yuan Ji Crayfish.

Zhou Ningyue ate the crayfish peeled by Li Zheming and drank beer in big gulps.

"Big sister, drink slowly. I can't serve you if you are drunk."

Zhou Ningyue snorted, took out his phone and flipped through the pages, looking disappointed.

"Hey, why hasn't Zhejin updated yet tonight? He's not locked up in the Ferris wheel, is he?"

Li Zheming paused while peeling shrimps, then continued.

"What is Zhejin Dada?"

"He's Zhejin Laomu from Jinjiang Literature Network. He wrote the most popular novel in Jinjiang right now, "The Number One Dandy in Lin'an."

"Wow, this is so good. Even I, who never read serials, am hooked."

"But following the novel is really too torturous. It makes me anxious all day long. Sometimes the hooks left are so tempting that I want to pull out Zhe Jin and beat him up."

Li Zheming took off his gloves with a smile, took out his mobile phone, opened the page, and clicked publish on tonight's draft.

"Ah, we are so in tune with each other. As soon as I said this, you posted the article. I love you, Zhejin."

Zhou Ningyue stopped drinking and was so absorbed in watching her phone that she didn't even notice when Li Zheming fed her crayfish and barbecue.

She cooperated mechanically and didn't delay her meal at all.

After finishing reading it quickly, Zhou Ningyue wailed in pain.

"Ah... why are there so few? I want to see the end. Was Shi Yun discovered at this time? He shouldn't be wrongly accused."

"I was discovered and wrongly accused."

Li Zheming calmly drank a sip of draft beer and smacked his lips.

Ah, it tastes so good and refreshing.

Zhou Ningyue nodded, then suddenly glared at him: "How do you know? You also follow the novel? You guessed it. Then I guess he was not wronged."

Li Zheming thought about it seriously and shook his head.

"No, the rest of the storyline is already complete. He must have been wrongly accused, and there's no way to change it. Just make do with it."

Zhou Ningyue's eyes widened and he grabbed Li Zheming's arm.

"Ah, Li Zheming, are you saying that you are Master Zhejin?"

Li Zheming glanced at the person hanging on his arm with his eyes slanted, and smiled evilly with the corners of his mouth raised.

“It’s me.”

Looking at Zhou Ningyue with his mouth open and a brain short circuit, Li Zheming grinned and stuffed the crayfish in his hand into that little mouth.

Zhou Ningyue chewed it for a few times and swallowed it, still looking at the person in front of him in disbelief.

"Zhejin Laomu... Li Zheming... Oh my god, this is so fantastic."

"I write about political schemes, not fantasy."

......

By the end of the meal, Zhou Ningyue had not fully recovered from his excitement and stupor, but he did drink less and did not get drunk.

Li Zheming sent her to the entrance of Xindu Apartment, stopped the car and walked her home.

This is Zhou Ningyue’s own small apartment.

"Master Zhejin, I want to read the rest of "The Number One Dandy in Lin'an". Can you show me your draft?"

Those beautiful almond-shaped eyes were full of pleading, which made Li Zheming look away in panic.

"No, no spoilers."

"Neither can I?" Zhou Ningyue stood in front of him, raised his head and threw him a seductive look.

Li Zheming looked away hastily: "Well, no one can do it."

Zhou Ningyue stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Li Zheming's waist, frightening Li Zheming so much that he leaned back and his whole body became stiff.

"Zhou Ningyue, what are you doing?"

Zhou Ningyue raised his eyebrows and looked seductive.

"Li Zheming, are you sure nothing will work?"

"No." Li Zheming's voice trembled as he gritted his teeth and persisted.

"What if I pledge my love to you?"

The little face suddenly came closer, and Li Zheming was so scared that he tried to push her away in a panic.

"Zhou Ningyue, stop messing around, I..."

Before he could finish his words, his lips were covered by a pair of soft hands.

Li Zheming was stunned.

Zhou Ningyue put down his tiptoed feet, looked at the stiff Li Zheming, and snorted angrily.

"Humph, no wonder he's called Zhejin Laomu, he's really an old piece of wood, a rotten old piece of wood. I'm gone, I've given up writing, I won't chase him anymore."

After saying that, he strode forward.

As soon as I took a step forward, the back of my coat was grabbed by someone, and in the blink of an eye, my body was bumped into a hard embrace.

"Abandon the article? What about your promise to repay me with your body?"

......