Chapter 889 I Know You Don’t Want To

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When did he become so eloquent?

Leng Zhiyuan rolled her eyes at him and pinched his ears with her fingers, "You still said that!"

Zhou Yao bent down, and their faces were almost touching each other. He blinked his eyes and smiled tenderly, "Okay, wife, don't be angry. I was so angry just now that I went crazy." Now, ignore me."

His tone suddenly softened, and Leng Zhiyuan couldn't keep pestering him anymore, so she let go of his ears.

The two of them entered the bathing room. Leng Zhiyuan was placed on the ground. She took a look and Zhou Yao filled the bathtub with water for her.

"After confinement, you can take a proper hot bath. Take off your clothes and get in." The man stood behind her and urged.

She turned back and glared at him, "Get out!"

"Daughter-in-law, let me rub your back..."

"No, thanks."

"Then I'll pass you the towel..."

"I have hands!"

"Then I..."

"Zhou Yao!"

"I know," Zhou Yao frowned in disappointment. He glanced at her graceful figure up and down, and then walked out. As he walked, he muttered, "I haven't seen anything about you. Not only have I seen it, but also Touched, kissed..."

With a "boom", the woman kicked the door shut behind him.

…

Zhou Yao stood on the balcony of the room smoking, with seven or eight cigarette butts falling into the ashtray. He lowered his eyes and looked at his watch. A quarter of an hour had passed, and the woman had not come out yet.

He put out the half-burned cigarette in the ashtray, raised his hand to flick the cigarette ashes on his pants, and walked to the door of the shower room. He originally wanted to go in directly, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. She had no face, "knock, knock," and he knocked on the door.

"Daughter-in-law, have you washed yourself? The water is almost cold. Come out quickly."

There was no sound inside.

Zhou Yao didn't have much patience. Looking at the closed door in front of him, he felt itchy. His eyes flashed and he pushed the door open directly.

There was no movement in the shower room. There were the women's clothes in the bamboo basket. Leng Zhiyuan was sitting in the bathtub. Perhaps the water temperature was too comfortable, so she fell asleep lying on the edge of the bathtub.

Zhou Yao lowered his eyes and looked at her. She tied her long hair up, exposing a large area of ​​greasy white skin on her neck and under her collarbone. A few strands of hair fell on her cheeks, which was very fragrant. The skin all over her body They all evaporated into a lovely layer of pink.

He glanced at it for a few times, and his waist and abdomen straightened subconsciously.

I cursed in my heart, I shouldn't be greedy for the immediate pleasure. Isn't he the one who feels uncomfortable?

He couldn't get close to her during this period, and he missed her very much.

He stretched out his right palm and rubbed her hair, "Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan..."

Leng Zhiyuan heard someone calling her in a daze. She slowly opened her sleepy eyes, and Zhou Yao's handsome and impeccable face enlarged in her sight.

Why did she fall asleep?

"Why did you get in?"

As she spoke, she sat up straight. She didn't hear the man's reply for a long time. She raised her eyes and glanced at Zhou Yao, only to see the man beside her staring at her chest.

She quickly lowered her eyes to look at herself, half of the arc on her chest was exposed.

She immediately reached out and covered it, "Don't look at it!"

Zhou Yao's eyes slowly moved up, and finally settled on the woman's face. His eyes were hot and hot, as if a pot of thick slurry was about to melt her.

But he was very quiet and gave her a steady look. He turned around, reached out and pulled out a clean towel and handed it to her, "The water is cold, get up quickly."

His suppressed voice was completely mute.

Leng Zhiyuan didn't know why she fell asleep. She stood up quickly and stepped out of the bathtub. As soon as her feet landed on the ground, she felt her calves go numb and went limp to the ground.

Zhou Yao seemed to have eyes behind his back, "Be careful!" He turned around and hugged her firmly.

After sitting in the bathtub for too long, her legs were numb and limp, but there was no time to care about it at this time, because she was in his arms and she had no clothes on her body.

She hurriedly raised her eyes to look at him, and sure enough, the man was staring at her. She quickly raised her hand to cover his eyes, "Can't you stop looking?"

Zhou Yao didn't move. He slowly raised his lips and said, "I'm not blind. I won't see anything that comes to my door."

"you!"

"I can't learn the hypocrisy of some people. I just watch it if I want to."

Leng Zhiyuan concluded, at this time he did not forget to ridicule Ye Ziyi, he is probably the man who can best treat gangsters as they should be.

She struggled to get out of his arms.

But Zhou Yao refused to let go. He pulled off the bath towel on the hanger and wrapped her tightly. Then he picked her up and walked out. He smiled and said, "Daughter-in-law, I just took a look, don't pay attention." What I'm thinking, I know...you don't want to."

All Leng Zhiyuan's struggles came to an abrupt end at this moment. She raised her eyes to look at him. The man could hold her and move forward steadily even if she covered her eyes. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but this smile made people look...sad. .

She was stunned for a moment, it turned out that this man would also have this expression.

He put her on the soft big bed, and she let go of his eyes. Zhou Yao stood up slowly and said, "Wipe off the water drops and get dressed quickly. I'll go to the kitchen to make food for you."

He turned and walked out.

…

Half an hour later, the door to the room was pushed open, and it was not Zhou Yao who came in, but a servant.

The servant held a dinner plate in his hand, "Miss, it's time for dinner."

Leng Zhiyuan took a look at the dishes. These dishes were cooked by Zhou Yao himself. She knew it was his cooking that she had eaten for the past month.

The servant handed her a bowl of rice. She picked up the chopsticks and took a mouthful of rice. Without looking up, she asked, "Where is the uncle?"

He usually fed her with his own hands, but he didn't come today.

"Replying to the eldest lady, the uncle is downstairs. The uncle told the young lady to go to bed early after dinner. He is busy with something and will go to bed later."

"Oh." Leng Zhiyuan responded.

...

Leng Zhiyuan couldn't sleep at night. She tossed and turned in bed and looked at the sofa in front of her. The sofa was empty. He hadn't returned to the room yet.

She glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was almost nine o'clock.

What was he doing?

Leng Zhiyuan got up and got out of bed. She opened the door. The lights in the living room were still on, but they were changed from bright lights to orange. There was a figure on the sofa in the living room.

She slowly went downstairs and came to the sofa. Zhou Yao leaned his whole handsome back against the sofa, holding the documents in his right hand and resting them on the armrest of the sofa. He nodded and closed his eyes.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at him carefully. She hadn't seen him for a month. His facial features were regular and deep, revealing a kind of iron-boned and clear manliness. After so long, she was still moved.

But he seemed to be thinner, much thinner. Under the orange light, there was a layer of stubble on his tough jaw, which made him look much more tired. Even in his sleep, he frowned tightly, as if he had something on his mind that he couldn't solve.