Chapter 482 Zhou Jian Extra (8) How Come It's Like Stealing

Zhou Dayuan doesn't know how to love her now?

Because he felt that loving her was not enough no matter what.

Zhou Dayuan approached her, and his right hand went through her satin-like hair. During this period of time, she was able to eat, and her hair loss would no longer be so severe, but after all, her thick black hair had fallen out a lot, and it was empty in his palm. , like her delicate body.

Putting the tip of his nose against her delicate little nose, he rubbed her gently, "Baby, what's wrong? Tell me, you look like this. It hurts so much that I can't breathe."

Jian Han raised her little head and looked at the handsome face magnified in front of her eyes. She slowly stretched out her little hand and touched the side of his face.

She asked blankly, "Are you a doctor? Today, I accidentally saw you on TV."

Zhou Dayuan held her little hand, put his side face into her soft little hand, and rubbed it lovingly, "Well, I'm a doctor," he smiled warmly, "I seem to be very powerful."

Jian Han was amused by his last sentence, and she raised the corners of her lips, "Then why do you still come to see the doctor?"

"Is this a contradiction? I'm here to see my wife."

"But your wife isn't here."

Zhou Dayuan looked at her beautiful almond eyes, stretched out his thumb to touch her red lips, and rubbed them gently. His eyes were bright, "You said my wife is not here, so she is not here. My wife is you."

Jian Han couldn't hear clearly what he was saying. Her attention was attracted by his thumb. He touched her lips, and then moved closer to kiss her.

When they were about to kiss, Jian Han quickly stretched out her two little hands to push him, "No!"

The sofa was wide and soft. She lay down and rolled into the sofa.

Don't let him kiss you.

Zhou Dayuan laughed softly with "haha" twice, and his laughter was full of endearment.

Jian Han felt her face getting hotter and hotter. She touched it with her little hand and found a piece of patient information. She coughed and pretended to read it seriously.

After just a few glances, the man came. He sat beside her, stretched out his right arm to wrap around her waist, and his long, slender white hands naturally covered her raised belly, rubbing it back and forth.

Jian Han pushed him with her elbow and said, "You can't read it. This is patient information and must be kept confidential."

Zhou Dayuan glanced at the information and spoke, "This patient had a car accident a few years ago. His thighs hurt every night. He lost his male function, which led him to like domestic violence... He came to you to see mental illness, why don't you go to the hospital first? Look at the body?"

"He went to see him, but the doctor said he was fine and had to be seen for mental illness first."

Zhou Dayuan chuckled, his handsome back lazily buried in the back of the sofa, his left arm bent behind his head, he raised his eyelids and looked at her tenderly, "What kind of disease do you treat others? Lian Xian I can’t tell whether it’s a physical illness or a mental illness. Let him look at another hospital, first to look at his legs, then to look at his male function, and finally to come to you.”

Jian Han heard some of the meaning. Her eyes lit up and she turned to look at him, "You mean that all his illnesses are caused by his legs? Can he be saved?"

Zhou Dayuan clasped her shoulders and used some force, letting her lie softly on his chest. He lowered his eyes and kissed her hair. He squinted and hummed casually, "Yes."

"That's great..." Jian Han smiled like a flower, and put her soft white hands on his chest to support him slightly. She looked at his handsome face, "This patient, he went to many large hospitals. But those quack doctors say he needs to see a psychiatrist. Haha, since you say he can be saved and you seem to be very powerful, why not just give him a look."

She arched her eyebrows and looked at him with a flattering look on her face. Zhou Dayuan stretched out his hand to pinch her little cheek. My little darling, you know how busy he is recently. Those rich professors spent a lot of money to invite him by name, but he didn't even have time. Now he has to give in. Treating her patients in this medical room?

"Aren't you more powerful than me?" Zhou Dayuan squinted his eyes lazily, laughing at her with a bit of teasing and indulgence, "You are my doctor, what did you say on the first day you saw me? Yes, you said Mr. Zhou, relax, let’s chat first..."

"Ah, don't say it!" Jian Han quickly stretched out her little hand to cover his mouth, not allowed to say, not allowed to say. At that time, she didn't know he was so powerful. Now that she thinks about it, she is just playing tricks in front of Guan Gong. How embarrassing.

Zhou Dayuan stopped talking. He stared at her pink lips that were pouting because of her coquettishness.

His gaze suddenly changed, becoming hot and bright. He stared at her lips, and then looked up at her big, innocent eyes.

Jian Han retracted her little hand as fast as lightning, and her almond-shaped eyes awkwardly moved away.

At this time, he hugged her a little tighter and said in a low voice, "That patient's legs are actually very easy to treat. There is a massage method. You try it on my legs and I will teach you."

"Is that okay?" Jian Han was curious and looked at him questioningly with her long eyelashes like a cattail leaf fan.

"Of course." His voice was hoarse.

Jian Han sat up and knelt on the soft sofa with her legs and knees. She touched his left leg with her two small hands and squeezed it with little force, "Is that so?"

Zhou Dayuan frowned, stretched out his tongue to lick his dry lips, and looked at her greedily. She lowered her head, and he could only see her soft and beautiful facial lines. She was pregnant, and her skin seemed supple. A little later, when the light shines on it, the greasy white color gives off a dizzying sheen.

"Well, go up a little bit..." He hummed.

Jian Han followed his words and moved up. When she went up, she noticed something was wrong. The expensive black trousers were wrapped around his narrow waist. Every part of his waist was clearly visible.

The blood all over Jian Han's body rushed into her mind with a "boom". She quickly retracted her hand and looked at him dumbly and disbelievingly, "You, you..."

Is there anyone in the world who has more sulfur points than him?

Zhou Dayuan couldn't stand the clear look in her eyes at this moment, and there was a little scarlet in his warm eyes. He raised his sword eyebrows, with the look of a mature man in his eyebrows, "Am I stupid or you are stupid, I will let you manipulate other men's legs. , I won’t even think about it if I die.”

Jian Han didn't know what to say, she was in a mess, her face was steaming out, she was very hot.

"Come here." He leaned lazily on the sofa and stretched out his right hand to her.

Jian Han didn't move and didn't dare to move.

He stretched out his long arm and took her little hand. He exerted a slight force, and she lay completely on his chest.

He protected her and didn't let her bump in, but her little face still hit the diamond brooch of his business vest, and the charming smell of the cold-textured man made her tremble.

"No, you have a wife..." She pushed him.

Zhou Dayuan rolled his Adam's apple, then his right hand came to her little face and touched her twice gently. It was so smooth, "Not bad, you know what I want to do."

Jian Han tried to get up, but couldn't. His right hand went into the back of her head, pressed it hard, and kissed her directly.

Jian Han was panting, and the little hand on his chest grabbed randomly, only grabbing a button. She was about to cry, but he took the opportunity to occupy her lips and tongue.

Her little face was turned pink, and even a few drops of sweat fell on her delicate nose, like dewdrops on rose petals.

The little hands that wanted to push him finally slowly curled up and held him tightly. There was a feeling in her heart that was about to burst out. She bit him gently, and Qingse responded to him proactively.

The two of them turned over, and he didn't dare to press her. He only dared to stand in the air with his palms on her, "Jian Han, tell me, who am I?"

Jian Han closed her eyes in a daze. She tried her best to bury her little face in the sofa, not daring to look at him. A few strands of those satin-like black hair were stuck to her little face. Her top was half opened, and a few strands were tangled around her. Under the collarbone, she bit her lower lip and replied, "The patient is Zhou Dayuan."

"I'm not a patient," Zhou Dayuan leaned over and kissed her, "I'm a man. I'm your man, Zhou Dayuan. Be good and tell me again."

Jian Han kept shaking his head, "No, you have a wife, it's not right for us to do this..."

"I've said it so many times, but I never remember it. You are my wife." His hands exerted force on her body, "Be good, tell me once. If you don't say it, I will feel uncomfortable. If you say it, I will make you feel better. "

Jian Han hugged his neck with both hands and pressed against him like a kitten in discomfort, "Well...man, man Zhou Dayuan..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her red lips were kissed deeply by him.

When she was lost, she pushed him, "You, don't hurt my baby..."

Her little face was held in the palm of the man's hand, "How do you say it's like stealing? Honey, honey, your baby is the seed I gave you, how can I hurt him?"

…

More than half an hour later, Jian Han fell asleep on the sofa. She was covered with a soft warm quilt, and her whole body was buried in it, leaving only a small face.

Zhou Dayuan opened the window to let the smell in the office disperse. He leaned against the window and lit a cigarette and took two puffs.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the office door was pushed open. Xiaoli rushed in with tears in her eyes, "Dr. Zhou..."

"Xiao Li." Assistant Xiaoping pulled Xiao Li from behind, but didn't hold her back. She looked at the man by the window with great regret, "Dr. Zhou, I stopped you, but..."

Zhou Dayuan took a puff of cigarette, raised his head and slowly exhaled it. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiaoping, "You go out first."

"Yes." Xiaoping closed the door.

Xiaoli took two steps forward. She was very excited. Her pretty face was stained with makeup, and she looked pitiful and pitiful. "Dr. Zhou, why do you want to resign..."

Before she could say "I", she saw the man's eyes drifting over. His eyes were not very sharp. He was a gentle and jade-like man, but his eyes were definitely ice-cold, bone-chilling, which made her Chills.

"Speak down if you have something to say. If you get too emotional, go out." The man's thin lips moved, and there was no warmth in his low-pitched voice.

Xiaoli followed his line of sight and saw clearly Jian Han lying on the sofa. She was wrapped in a quilt and couldn't see clearly, but her little face seemed to be soaked in honey, flushed but not charming.

On the sofa on the other side are Jian Han's coats, sweaters, and base layers... Next to the women's clothes are the men's black coats and business vests...