Love You Till the End-Chapter 762 - 760: If You Get Married, I’ll Crash Your Wedding

The brows that just stretched crinkled again at her actions.

"Hug..."

Uncertain whether she was still groggy from sleep or feeling insecure, Shen Cheng kept muttering, "Hug, ..."

Unable to resist her tender side any longer, Shi Yu lay down beside her, gently drawing her waist towards him and scooping her into his embrace.

Having just showered, he had simply wiped his hair with a towel without drying it completely. Consequently, the moment he lay down, the pillow immediately became wet in a large patch.

He found this sensation uncomfortable, but disregarding it, he gently stroked the woman’s long hair in his arms, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Finding a comfortable position in his arms, Shen Cheng finally settled down, her hands climbing his waist and finding deeper sleep against his chest.

Meanwhile, at the same time, in the apartment.

Wen Wan was making snacks in the kitchen, while Shi Mei and Shi Keke chatted on the open-air balcony.

Leaning against the half-height wall, they each held a can of beer—Shi Keke’s nearly empty, while Shi Mei had only taken a sip.

"Bro, seriously, didn’t you leave the night we watched the meteor shower? How come you came back later?" Recalling that night’s events, Shi Keke felt something was off, yet she couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

Shi Mei responded with an indifferent "hmm," saying, "I just went back to make sure that you hadn’t been eaten by wild wolves, that’s all."

Shi Keke guessed that he wouldn’t tell the truth, so she didn’t mind.

Turning to meet his gaze, she tried to read something in his cool, deep eyes, but she still lacked the skill to see through them.

Not wanting to press the issue if he didn’t want to talk, she laughed it off casually, "I had my fortune told before. The fortune teller said that I’m a Nine Heavenly Immortal descended to earth, destined to live at least until eighty. So being eaten by wild wolves won’t happen to me anytime soon. Moreover, he analyzed my birth chart and said..."

She deliberately paused, observing Shi Mei’s expression. Seeing he still appeared unfazed, she continued softly, "Bro, do you want to know what he said?"

"I don’t." Shi Mei’s answer was straightforward.

He fiddled with the beer can in his hand, wearing an indifferent expression and dark, inscrutable eyes as if nothing could pique his interest.

"If you don’t want to know, then I definitely have to tell you." Shi Keke’s lips curled into a light smile as she said, "The fortune teller told me I would marry a man who watched me grow up since I was a child. He’s mature, steady, and decisive. With just one hand, he could shelter me from the world."

Shi Mei glanced at her sidelong and commented blandly, "A man who saw you growing up since childhood must be at least fifty by now. Are you sure you want to marry a man decades older than you?"

"Older men know how to cherish women, what’s wrong with that?" Shi Keke spoke indifferently, tilting her head to finish the last sip of beer from the can. She raised her arm and threw the empty can towards the trash can a fair distance away, nailing it with precise and clean execution.

"If you marry an old man, I will bring people to smash your wedding venue."

Shi Mei was still nonchalantly playing with his beer can, his expression unchanging, his voice even, making it impossible to discern his mood at the moment.