Chapter 939 If You Don't Resist, I Will Be Rude

Police,…

The police quickly picked up the phone and laughed, “Hehe”, “Hey, Director…”

The director’s furious curse quickly sounded from the other end, “Where the hell have you been? Who gave you the courage to block people? Do you know who you are blocking? Hey, that’s the son of our mayor, the youngest and most capable major general in our army. Do you think you are looking for death by blocking him? You simply don’t know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth!”

The police listened to these words in a daze. He looked at the closed door in front of him in shock. What, just now… the man wearing a black bathrobe just now is… the legendary… Major General Zhou? !

Police: Damn, who is kidding me?

This joke is too big!

…

In the room

Zhou Yao was still standing by the door. He turned his head and glanced at the woman behind him, then asked with a fake smile, "Did I hold you hostage?"

Leng Zhiyuan knew that she was in the wrong. She was angry and wanted to tease him, but now seeing his dangerous narrow eyes, she was scared and straightened her back, "No! How could it be? Haha."

"Did I force you to get a room?" he asked again.

Leng Zhiyuan spread out her two small hands and waved them again and again, admitting her fault in a very correct attitude, "I volunteered! I... can't wait!"

Zhou Yao had just taken a cold shower and was wearing a black bathrobe. The belt of the bathrobe was tied loosely, revealing a large area of ​​his bronze chest. His capable black short hair was wet on his forehead. He never used a dry towel to wipe after taking a shower. Now the ends of his hair were still dripping with water. He exuded a wild and charming tension.

After glancing at the woman, he winked in the direction of the bathroom, "What are you waiting for?"

"Oh, I'll take a shower now." Leng Zhiyuan walked towards the bathroom obediently.

"Come back!" At this time, he only heard one sentence, "Did you forget something?"

Forgot what?

What else could she forget? He was just referring to the red pajamas.

She looked at him sideways and said unwillingly, "I won't wear it."

She admitted her mistakes when she did something wrong, but she didn't want to wear this pajamas. She was also a person with principles and bottom lines. He had been arrogant for a long time since those police disappeared. She didn't want to listen to him anymore!

Watching the woman resist, Zhou Yao's tall body did not move. He frowned and asked in a calm voice, "What do you wear if you don't wear pajamas?"

"I..." This is really a problem. There are no other pajamas here.

"I wear a bathrobe!" She remembered that the hotel prepared men's bathrobes, but didn't prepare women's bathrobes? She gave a thumbs up for her wit.

"I threw away the lady's bathrobe." Zhou Yao looked at her smug expression and said slowly.

Leng Zhiyuan: Shit!

What?

"I'll give you two choices, either come out in pajamas or come out naked, go take a shower quickly, don't waste my patience!"

"Zhou Yao!" She stomped her feet on the spot.

"Not going? Okay, then let's start directly, and then take a shower after we're done!" Zhou Yao said as he stretched out his long legs and stepped over directly, pulling at his belt as he walked.

"Ah!" Leng Zhiyuan screamed in fear, she took the pajamas on the bed and hurried into the bathroom.

After locking the bathroom door with a "click", Leng Zhiyuan cursed him thousands of times in her heart, bastard, he just came out of the shower and tried every means to please her with soft words, asking her to wear pajamas, now it's good, his patience is gone, and he threatens her directly.

She compromised so spinelessly?

What about her principles, her bottom line?

That tiger, don't tease him in the future!

…

After taking a shower, Leng Zhiyuan reluctantly put on the red pajamas. She stood in front of the washstand and looked at herself in the mirror.

The long black hair was wet and draped over her shoulders. The woman in the mirror had fair skin and cheeks as white as snow. The heat steamed her cheeks pink, as tender and translucent as roses in March. The red mouth below was even more mouth-watering.

She had never cared about her beauty. Now that she looked carefully, she was very delicate and beautiful.

The fiery red pajamas were worn on her body. The fabric was thin and small, which made her slender and charming curves vaguely visible. Her beautiful collarbone and a large piece of snow-white skin strongly stimulated people's eyes.

Leng Zhiyuan's face was a little red. She had never worn such clothes. She always felt ashamed, especially when the man was still outside. She really would never wear such pajamas to please a man.

She refused to go out.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a man's low voice urged from outside, "Have you finished washing?"

Leng Zhiyuan panicked, "Not yet..."

With a "pop", the bathroom door was pushed open, and Zhou Yao, who was tall and long-legged, stood by the door.

She was so scared that she quickly covered her chest with both hands, "I locked the door, Zhou Yao!"

This door was definitely not a problem for Zhou Yao, he could open those difficult safes without any problem, his dark eyes were fixed on the woman, and instantly became hot.

"Don't look!" Leng Zhiyuan said angrily, and then hid behind the frosted glass door.

Zhou Yao stared at the woman with a dull and hot look, stepped in with his long legs, and hooked the bathroom door with his legs behind his back.

Leng Zhiyuan was shocked, he wanted to...here again?

He had good physical strength and a long time, and he had been here once or twice before. Although he was very happy, he was very tired, and she was squeezed by him and would fall apart.

Zhou Yao approached her step by step. The man was tall, and he immediately enveloped her in his shadow. She was forced to retreat until her slender back hit the glass door.

"Don't come over..." She resisted in a low voice.

"Really don't want me to come over? Wife, tonight is our wedding night." The man's voice was completely hoarse, and his rough big hand rubbed her face.

Leng Zhiyuan thought of their fake marriage that time. In fact, they didn't have a real wedding night.

Tonight, it is!

She stopped talking.

"Let go of your hand, let me see!" He asked.

Leng Zhiyuan covered herself tighter reflexively.

At this time, a big hand with clear outlines reached over and grabbed her small hand directly. His voice was full of sexiness, "Let me see, wife."

"No!" She wanted to reach out and push him.

It was this push that Zhou Yao saw her movements. He quickly tied her two small hands behind her back. He pressed down with his heavy body in an ambiguous way, and they both hit the glass door.

"Zhou Yao, you are always so rude!" She was furious and glared at him.

The man's impeccable handsome face was magnified in her sight, and there was also the strong and clear masculine masculinity on him. He stared at her and said, "Bullshit! If you don't resist me, I'm rude?"