Chapter 888 Why Are You so Depressed and Scolding Yourself?

Listening to Ye Ziyi scolding Zhou Yao, Leng Zhiyuan stood up. She took a step forward and calmly broke away from Ye Ziyi's hand on her shoulder. She said softly, "Stop talking."

"Okay, I won't say anything anymore. It's all over. Zhiyuan, you have to be good in the future." Ye Ziyi said softly.

"Yes." Leng Zhiyuan nodded.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. The servant opened the door and brought two cups of tea.

"Miss, Mr. Ye, please have some tea."

Ye Ziyi nodded politely to the servant, and the servant turned and walked out.

"Zhiyuan..." Ye Ziyi looked back at Leng Zhiyuan. At this time, he saw Leng Zhiyuan raised his hand to support his forehead, and then his legs softened and he was about to collapse.

"Zhiyuan!" Ye Ziyi spread his legs and moved over as fast as the wind to catch Leng Zhiyuan.

Leng Zhiyuan lay in his arms.

"Zhiyuan, are you okay?"

Leng Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes, with a weak look on his face, and shook his head gently, "I'm fine."

She said getting up.

But for a while, the world was spinning, and Ye Ziyi hugged her sideways. Looking at the woman in his arms, his expression became more and more tender, "Zhiyuan, remember what I said the day you chose Major General Zhou, I said that if you are happy, I will always bless you, if you...then I will always wait for you."

Leng Zhiyuan thought to herself that any woman would be moved when a woman like her who had been severely hit and hurt suddenly suffered a long-term confession from a man like Ye Ziyi. The more fragile the human heart is, the more people will take advantage of it. enter.

She didn't speak, but turned her head sideways.

As soon as I turned my head, the servant's voice sounded in my ears, "Uncle, are you back?"

The door to the room was pushed open, and Zhou Yao, who was tall and long-legged, stood outside the door.

At this time, she was still in Ye Ziyi's arms. The posture of the two of them might look very intimate to outsiders. Zhou Yao's bright and sharp black eyes glanced at them, and his eyes suddenly seemed to spread. Like ink, cold and boundless.

Leng Zhiyuan knew that he was angry, and he had always been very jealous.

"What, Yesi, how long do you want to hold my wife in my arms?" Zhou Yao raised the corners of his lips coldly and lifted his thin lips.

Ye Ziyi didn't feel any embarrassment at all. He gently put Leng Zhiyuan on the bed, and then looked at Zhou Yao, "Major General Zhou, are you back?"

"Ha," Zhou Yao chuckled, "This is my home. When will I come back and report to Yesi? Yes, Yesi, why did you come into the room when you came to my house as a guest? You don't know how uncomfortable this is. Is it polite?"

Faced with Zhou Yao's direct attack, Leng Zhiyuan still found it quite funny in her heart. This man was simply incomparable with Ye Ziyi's elegant demeanor. Look at how smooth Ye Ziyi was.

She looked back and glanced at Zhou Yao, "I let him enter the room."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Zhou Yaojun's face disappeared instantly, and he stared at Leng Zhiyuan fiercely.

At this time, Ye Ziyi gave a warm smile, and he lowered his eyes and looked at Leng Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, Major General Zhou doesn't seem to welcome me. In that case, I'll take my leave now and see you another day."

"Well, goodbye." Leng Zhiyuan said goodbye.

Ye Ziyi walked out, and when he walked to Zhou Yao, Ye Ziyi frowned slightly and said, "Major General Zhou, Yuan has suffered a lot for you this time. She is still weak now. I hope you can improve your attitude. Be nice to her and be gentle."

"How should I treat my wife and you need to teach me?" Zhou Yao looked directly at Ye Ziyi.

"It would be best if General Zhou allows me to teach him. If not, I have to say a few words. It is obvious to all how General Zhou treated Miss Han Xuan in the base. This time something happened to Uncle Leng. Zhou The Major General also has half of the responsibilities that cannot be shied away from. I hope that Major General Zhou can treat Miss Han Xuan with five points of heart. If you can't do it, then I believe there will be someone waiting behind. "

"You!" Zhou Yao's palms hanging by his side suddenly clenched into fists, as if he would rush up and punch Ye Ziyi in the next second.

"Yasi, you go first." Leng Zhiyuan said immediately.

Ye Ziyi glanced at Leng Zhiyuan and then at Zhou Yao. He nodded warmly, "Zhiyuan, I'll leave first."

As he spoke, he added, "Let's call."

When this sentence came out, Leng Zhiyuan saw that Zhou Yao's face looked bad.

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Yezi ran away, and Zhou Yao stood by the door for a few seconds. Then he walked into the room and closed the door with a "bang" with his long legs.

Listening to this noise, Leng Zhiyuan knew that he was venting his anger on the door.

Soon the man came to her side. When he returned to the team today, he was wearing a camouflage uniform. Before he had time to change, his tone was very stiff, "Have you taken a shower?"

Leng Zhiyuan glanced at him, "Not yet."

"I'll put the water in." He turned and entered the shower room.

He came back eight or nine minutes later. The sleeves and trouser legs around his strong arms were a little damp. Standing by the bed, he looked at her condescendingly and said, "Take off your clothes."

These three words almost made Leng Zhiyuan choke. She stood up expressionlessly and walked to the shower room, "I'll wash it myself."

After taking only two steps, a strong arm hugged her and lifted her up.

Leng Zhiyuan struggled quickly in his arms. Looking at his handsome face that had turned black, she hit him hard with her fist, "How did you get involved with the major general? If someone provokes you, you will Jump like this?"

Where is the city that was promised?

"Bullshit! You're flirting with him right under my nose, how can I not jump?" He cursed directly.

"What flirting? You're so rude."

"Is it rude? I have something even uglier, do you want to hear it?"

"... Zhou Yao!" She swung her two thin legs in the air and glared at him fiercely.

Zhou Yao glanced at her, the woman's beautiful gray eyes were glaring at him, because of anger, both sides of her delicate face were stained with a hint of blush, fierce, charming and watery.

His blood rushed up for a while, and he couldn't help it, and leaned over to block her red lips.

His flexible thin lips pressed against hers, and the masculine man who pounced on her was very aggressive, and her lips hurt. He pressed her down and rubbed her hard without mercy.

She quickly frowned and wanted to kick him over.

But her lips hurt, and he opened his mouth and bit her.

When he left her, she felt the corner of her lips was broken, and a few drops of blood oozed out.

Leng Zhiyuan was furious. She covered the corner of her lips with one hand and stretched out the other hand to grab his ear. She pulled it down hard and scolded, "Zhou Yao, you are a bastard!"

Zhou Yao, whose ears were twisted, was in a good mood. He raised his sword eyebrows and laughed softly, "Wife, this is your fault. I am a bastard, then what are you? You are also a bastard? Tsk tsk, why are you so depressed and scold yourself?"