Sophie in the Time of Secrets Chapter 10

The room was lit, but not too bright. Grandma must have been here, as there was food on the table. Caleb Zhou took off his clothes as he walked, changing into a robe as if no one was around. He asked someone to sit on the sofa, and he put the food into the refrigerator. After thinking for a while, he asked loudly, "Would you like some ice cream?"

Ethan Yong said no, so he just took out a bowl of ice cream cup. The glass bowl was filled with round ice cream balls, colorful, and you could eat them with a silver spoon.

Holding a beautiful glass bowl, Caleb Zhou sat on another sofa. Seeing him at ease, Ethan Yong couldn't help but laugh: "Is this Mr. Zhou's way of entertaining guests?" Caleb Zhou propped up his legs and put the ice cream on the spoon into his mouth. He opened his eyes and said innocently: "Didn't I ask you if you wanted some?" Ethan Yong looked at the teapot on the coffee table: "Where's the tea?"

Caleb Zhou slowly put the ice cream into his mouth: "I don't know where the tea leaves are." He was so frank that people were speechless. Caleb Zhou quickly finished the ice cream. He licked the spoon and said vaguely: "If you insist on coming in and sitting here, you must have a reason."

Ethan Yong was standing in front of the phonograph in the room at this time. He took out a vinyl record and put it on. As the needle turned, a deep and ambiguous contralto slipped out from the golden trumpet. The sound of music moved in the air, and gradually the whole house was filled with the sound of music.

Caleb Zhou heard him say, "I didn't send you home today." Ethan Yong returned to the sofa and faced Caleb Zhou's gaze: "It's so rude. The date ended so hastily."

Caleb Zhou was about to say that he didn't mind, but Ethan Yong said, "As an apology, I asked Chen Jian to give you the movie tickets. Did you receive them?" Thinking of the movie tickets that had been returned to their original owner, Caleb Zhou put down the ice cream cup and said naturally, "I had to see a dentist that day and couldn't go."

Ethan Yong said "oh" with a long tone. He moved closer to Caleb Zhou. His eyes moved back and forth between his face and the ice cream cup. His eyes were gentle, and the curve of his mouth didn't even change: "Mr. Zhou may not understand, I don't like people lying to me."

So Caleb Zhou moved, he took the initiative to move closer to Ethan Yong, their faces almost touching each other. It was like someone blowing a breath on your eyelashes during the day, his nose almost touching the tip of Ethan Yong's nose, he lowered his eyes to look at Ethan Yong's lips, his body trembling with laughter: "You think I'm lying to you? Then come and check it out."

He didn't open his lips, the coldness of the ice cream between his lips caressed the corners of Ethan Yong's mouth. At this time, as if he was not used to passive closeness, Ethan Yong pressed his index finger against his lips and pushed him away a little. Caleb Zhou cooperated and stepped back. He fell back on the sofa and looked at the time on the wall clock: "It's getting late, Major General, please go back."

Unexpectedly, Ethan Yong stood up and did not leave, but stood in front of him, leaning over to hold the back of his sofa. Ethan Yong blocked most of the light, and the dark shadow covered his body. Like a hug, his slightly cool fingertips stopped on Caleb Zhou's lips, and his voice was low: "Let me see."

Ethan Yong's fingers were very long, with a silver ring on his index finger, and a blood-red ruby   on the ring. The ruby   was hard and cold, while the finger was soft and warm. He was forced to open his mouth, and felt for his teeth, slowly feeling for each one. He couldn't close his mouth, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. This was really embarrassing. He wanted to close his mouth, but it was more like sucking the finger in his mouth, as if to please and flatter.

Caleb Zhou felt uncomfortable, his eyebrows knitted together. As if he was bullied, his face showed a little anger and shame. Ethan Yong raised his mouth even higher, and became more aggressive, not only touching his teeth. He also playfully pressed the soft tongue under his fingers, and pushed his middle finger in.

With his teeth wrapped around the finger in his mouth, Caleb Zhou was wavering between biting hard and enduring. His upper jaw was itchy from being touched by the joints, and the gemstone scratched the mucous membrane, which was a little painful. He was forced to speak out, looking up at Ethan Yong as if begging for mercy, and vaguely admitting his mistake. Ethan Yong sighed and pulled the finger out of his mouth, stroking his chin with his wet fingers, and whispered, "You are so good."

Ethan Yong's irritating teasing attitude and condescending manner made Caleb Zhou constantly persuade himself in his heart to be patient and well-mannered. He watched Ethan Yong take out a handkerchief from his pocket, wipe his hands and said, "Your teeth are in good condition, you don't need to see a doctor, and the date will continue as usual."

Caleb Zhou forced a smile and said, "Really? I really have to thank you for your inspection." Ethan Yong nodded and actually accepted his thanks. Ethan Yong was about to leave, but he seemed to have remembered something important and said, "By the way, please give your regards to your brother for me. I really appreciate his care for the last incident at the dock."

Ethan Yong's tone was so official that Caleb Zhou couldn't figure out what was going on. He just nodded hesitantly and asked, "Are you familiar with my brother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ethan Yong seemed a little surprised, but it was only for a moment. The next moment, he smiled and said, "Maybe we can go out for dinner together next time."

Caleb Zhou looked at Ethan Yong with some suspicion, but the man didn't say much, just said: "It's too late." He politely escorted him to the door, and Ethan Yong bent down to K!ss him on the cheek. His lips were dry, and they rubbed against his cheek, leaving a vivid touch. Before the door closed, he whispered a good night in his ear.

The K!ss was a small, itchy feeling, like a cat's tongue licking. It was not so rough, but smooth. After the door was closed, Caleb Zhou stood at the door, stunned for a while. He thought about his elder brother's attitude, Ethan Yong's attitude. There was something happening that everyone knew, but he didn't know.

Why did Ethan Yong approach him? If it was really because of Shirley Chen, he shouldn't have such an ambiguous attitude. It shouldn't be a date, a meeting, or a K!ss.

When he came to his senses, he found that Ethan Yong's coat was left on the floor-standing hanger beside him. It was a dark blue long coat, so he took it off and opened the door.

The corridor was empty, the moonlight was all over the floor, and no one was there. He closed the door, grabbed the coat and sat on the sofa to read. He touched the pocket, which was empty, except for a pear flower petal that had fallen in at some point. He turned the coat over and over, not only did he not find anything, but he also accidentally smelled the scent of Ethan Yong on the clothes.

A faint, cold fragrance mixed with the smell of cigars. When he reacted, he quickly pushed the coat that was close to his nose away. He didn't dare to throw it away, but just put it back on the floor-standing clothes rack, not daring to look at it again. Caleb Zhou walked quickly into the bathroom to wash up. He brushed his teeth, washed his face, and looked up at himself in the mirror, secretly glad that he was fine and didn't blush.

At this moment, he thought of the scene of someone playing with his mouth just now, and his cheeks were flushed inch by inch. Caleb Zhou wiped the water off his face and returned to the living room. The record player was still playing songs, and the sound of music was everywhere. After one song was over, the third and fourth songs were played.

From female voice to male voice, from deep to passionate. He found the rejected movie ticket next to the phonograph, and then he realized. It turned out that Ethan Yong knew about his rejection. It turned out that when he took the elevator up, Ethan Yong caught up with him from the stairwell with the movie ticket.

In his reverie, he seemed to see Ethan Yong climbing the stairs, and couldn't help laughing. He thought, maybe it wasn't what he thought, that man must have other purposes, but no matter how many times he tried to persuade himself, he still couldn't suppress his smile. The emotion was like a creeper that grows recklessly, and if it gets some sunlight, it will linger on the building and grow everywhere.