Chapter 916 Do You Really Not Want Children?

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Leng Zhiyuan also realized that her eyes stayed on his face for too long, and she quickly retracted her gaze, "You don't look at me, how do you know I look at you?"

"Heh." Zhou Yao ignored her and laughed softly.

At this time, Leng Zhiyuan felt a pain in her scalp, and she immediately shouted, "Be gentle, you pulled my hair."

"It's the first time to blow a woman's hair, I have no experience, you bear it." He pulled her again.

Leng Zhiyuan quickly snatched the hair dryer from his hand and said disdainfully, "I'll do it myself, you go."

"Really want me to leave?"

"Let's go."

"Then I'll leave?"

"Go!"

Zhou Yao did not leave. He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in the mirror, muttering, "If you want me to leave, I'll leave. Isn't it very embarrassing?"

Leng Zhiyuan raised the corner of his lips. This man... is sometimes childish.

She dried her hair, put the hair dryer away, and combed her hair with a wooden comb. At this time, the man behind her bent down and sniffed her long hair, "It smells so good."

"Go away." She pushed him with her back.

With this push, she felt something hard and hot pressing against her back. Her face turned red. He kissed her and said in a hoarse voice, "Push again? I've been waiting for you for so long, are you done?"

What? He stood behind her waiting for her for a purpose...

And for...

Zhou Yao pressed his two big hands on her shoulders and lifted her up easily. With a turn of his hands, she turned around and her buttocks were against the dressing table.

He kissed her red lips.

He kissed very hard, trying to absorb her sweetness again and again. He attacked her violently. After a while, she felt her lips and tongue numb.

There was still a faint taste of white wine lingering in his mouth, which was clear and strong. Leng Zhiyuan was a little addicted, her legs were weak, and she stretched out her two small hands to hug his waist.

Her little hand reached into his black shirt. His body was covered with scars. Now that the scars had fallen off, there were still pink traces left, uneven and bumpy.

She gently stroked it with her fingertips, and her heart softened for him.

"Really... don't want a child?" She still wanted to ask.

Zhou Yao held her and sat her on the dressing table, then kissed her beautiful and delicate fan bone. He didn't look up and answered vaguely, "It's very hard for a single mother..."

"But this hardship is a memory and a hope. Grandpa, mom and dad only have you. They will be very... lonely. They need... a little support..."

Zhou Yao kissed her with his eyes closed, then put one hand in his trouser pocket and took out several small plastic packages hidden in his pocket, "They are them, you are you, you only married me... In the future, you will meet a better person, it's better not to miss it..."

Two lines of hot tears suddenly fell from Leng Zhiyuan's eyes. She hugged him and raised her head, "Then you... don't want to... get a marriage certificate from me..."

"No," he lowered his eyes and started to unbutton his trousers, "You are my wife, forever, the only one..."

Leng Zhiyuan didn't know what else to say. The decision he made could not be changed. He had made plans to come and go gently without leaving anything behind.

He was such a free and straightforward person.

Hearing him impatiently opening the plastic packaging, Leng Zhiyuan wiped away her tears and raised the corners of her lips. In this case, let's be together, as long as we can...

She actively clamped his waist and abdomen with her legs.

But all the man's movements suddenly stopped. Leng Zhiyuan paused and quickly opened her eyes to look at him, "Zhou Yao, what's wrong with you? Are you..."

Zhou Yao frowned, with a faint pain on his face, but only for a few seconds, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already red, "Wife, you go out first."

"No, I'll accompany you!"

"Go out!"

"Zhou Yao..."

"Be good, be obedient."

Leng Zhiyuan looked at the persistence in his eyes. After a few seconds, she let go of him and turned to walk to the door. Before leaving the room, she whispered, "I'm outside. If you call me, I'll come in."

She closed the door.

...

Leng Zhiyuan was waiting outside, and soon there was a noise in the room, "crackling", he was throwing things inside, and later, she slowly heard his extremely muffled groan of pain.

He was the kind of man who would not say a word even if he was in pain. Now that he said a word, it was probably just out of instinct. This pain was completely beyond his control.

Leng Zhiyuan stood outside with cold hands and feet. From the moment she saw the photo, she often wondered if he was in pain, how much pain he was in, and how stupid he was. If he kept her by his side, at least she could share some of his pain.

But now she knew that it was not the case.

She felt that her heart was being pinched by a big hand. She was in so much pain that she almost curled up. At this moment, she could not help him at all, and she could not even take care of herself.

The tears in her eyes fell down one by one like beads with broken strings. Leng Zhiyuan shed tears helplessly and quietly.

Soon, a series of messy footsteps sounded in her ears, and Grandpa Zhou and Zhou's father and mother all came.

"Zhiyuan, what's the matter? Is Zhou Yao... sick?"

Leng Zhiyuan quickly wiped away her tears and nodded, "Yes."

"I'll go in and take a look." The three of them were about to break in.

"Grandpa, Mom and Dad," Leng Zhiyuan quickly stopped the three of them, "Don't go in. I don't want anyone to see him like this. Let's... preserve the last bit of dignity for him..."

Mr. Zhou stood there with a pale face. Mother Zhou couldn't help crying on Father Zhou's shoulder.

This might be the most difficult time for the Zhou family. Four people stood outside and listened to the noise in the house. They were heartbroken, but they could do nothing.

This feeling of powerlessness spread endless sorrow and swept the entire Zhou family in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, half an hour, an hour, the house slowly became quiet, no movement.

Mother Zhou wiped her tears, "I'll go call a doctor."

"Mom," Leng Zhiyuan called her, she shook her head slowly, "No need to call a doctor, leave it to me, you go back to your room and rest early."

"But..."

Mr. Zhou sighed, "Let's all go back, anyway, we can't help much if we go in... Zhiyuan, thank you for your hard work, just let me know if you need anything."

"Yes."

Mr. Zhou and Father and Mother Zhou left.

Watching the backs of the three disappear from sight, Leng Zhiyuan pushed the door in.

…

The room was in a mess, almost everything that could be broken was broken. Leng Zhiyuan looked up and saw a figure lying on the big bed in front of her. She walked forward gently.

Zhou Yao was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, his handsome features were terribly tight, his face looked very bad, and a hint of blue was revealed in his sickly paleness.

The veins on his forehead and body were all dilated. Leng Zhiyuan looked down at the black shirt on his body that was stained with blood.