Chapter 954 Wife, I Miss You

Zhou Yao raised his handsome eyebrows and took back his thoughts. He spoke softly and ruthlessly, "Let's go."

Han Xuan had to endure her temper again and again. She couldn't leave tonight, she wanted to be his woman!

"Brother Zhou." She hugged his arm with both hands, and then slowly stood up from the wheelchair.

Her legs were disabled and she had no feeling, so she could only hug his neck tightly to prevent herself from falling, "Brother Zhou, don't drive me away tonight."

Seeing her like this, Zhou Yao frowned and looked very impatient. He reached out and took off her hand hanging from his neck. He reprimanded in a deep voice, "Han Xuan, go back!"

Han Xuan hugged him tightly, "I don't want to go back. I will be wherever you are. Brother Zhou, I love you."

As she said that, she kissed him on the face.

Zhou Yao tilted his head back and easily avoided her kiss. There was a scent on her body, like artificial perfume. Zhou Yao avoided his nose in disgust.

When it comes to fragrance, Leng Zhiyuan's hair is very fragrant. The fragrance is very light and elegant, and penetrates into the spleen. He is most obsessed with the smell of her hair, and he has to smell it for a long time every time.

Just now, she dropped her cell phone on the street, and he went to pick it up. Their cheeks rubbed against each other, and the fragrance of her body instantly invaded his senses, making him intoxicated.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yao felt a restless heat in his body rushing directly to his brain, and then rippled to a certain part of his lower body.

He felt hot all over.

Zhou Yao quickly became alert. He hadn't wanted her for a while. Ever since he separated from Leng Zhiyuan, it was normal for him to have some physiological reactions when thinking about her, but the hot feeling on his body now was absolutely abnormal.

Over the years he has been on missions, he has become accustomed to dirty tricks.

"Han Xuan, what does it smell like on you?" Zhou Yao stared at Han Xuan with sharp and gloomy eyes.

Han Xuan knew that the matter had been exposed, and she knew that it would be difficult to hide it from him, but she had no choice. She was forced to have no choice but to resort to this last resort.

"Brother Zhou, we are already married. I am your woman, and I want to be your woman. Please forget about Leng Zhiyuan and live a good life with me. We want a baby, and our family of three will be very happy in the future."

Zhou Yao looked at the woman in front of him and felt more disgusted than ever before. He pushed her hand away and threw her to the ground.

"Han Xuan, you said you wanted me to marry you, and I have already promised you. You are already Mrs. Zhou. What do you want now, a happy married life, a child... Oh, Han Xuan, do you want It’s so beautiful, why don’t you ask to reach the pinnacle of life and fly to the sky?”

Han Xuan sat down on the cold floor. Tears fell from her eyes as she listened to the man scolding her so disgustingly.

"Brother Zhou, how much do I want? What I want is just the requirements of an ordinary woman and an ordinary wife..."

"But these things don't belong to you, you stole them!" Zhou Yao glared and roared twice from his chest.

"I…"

Zhou Yao raised his hand to touch his forehead, and his thin lips curved into a deep sarcasm, "Han Xuan, you are too overreaching. From the moment you jumped off the building, you should have known that you had nothing to gain but Mrs. Zhou's reputation." Yeah, if you are really smart, you should just give up and stick to your duty!"

"Where do you get your confidence? Do you think you can make me sleep with you by giving me some medicine? Not to mention that this medicine is nothing to me. Besides, look at your appearance now, even if I am hard I can’t arouse your interest!”

"Han Xuan, please tell me what you want next time. Oh, by the way, I won't use it next time. Mrs. Zhou's title is the biggest concession I give you. You can give it a try and dance again. Lou, see if I will look at you again!"

Han Xuan felt like a brush kept brushing her face, and all her face was gone. Yes, she said she wanted him to marry her, but since she was married, he should give her a happy married life and a child. .

Does she need to say this?

But that's not what he thought. Except for Mrs. Zhou's status, he had already relegated her to the cold palace.

This kind of life is not what she wants.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open in a hurry, and Zhou's mother ran in, "What are you two doing at this late night? Everyone down there heard the noise coming from here."

Seeing Zhou's mother coming, Han Xuan stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears. She didn't want to make herself more embarrassed.

The room was quiet, so quiet that it was suffocating. Mother Zhou glanced at Zhou Yao who pursed her thin lips and said nothing, and then looked at Han Xuan who was slumped on the ground. What else could she do besides sigh?

"Someone, help the young lady up and take her back to her room."

"yes."

Two servants helped Han Xuan into the wheelchair and pushed him out.

Mother Zhou looked at Zhou Yao, "You..."

"Mom, let's go out, I'm tired." Zhou Yao's handsome face was hidden in the dimness, his features were so tight that they turned blue, and his eyebrows were tired.

Mother Zhou didn't say anything, she turned and left.

…

There was still a scent of Han Xuan's fragrance in the room. Zhou Yao walked to the window and opened it with a "swish" sound.

In the fresh air outside, Zhou Yao closed his eyes. His body was extremely hot and ready to move. Men especially want it when they are under great pressure.

He remembered that when Han Xuan bothered him in the past, when he was on a mission, she would accompany him as softly as a flower that could explain the language. He wanted to be fierce, and her face was bright red and charming like silk. Let him vent.

Zhou Yao felt dry mouth and tongue, so he spread his long legs and lay on the bed.

He reached out to pull the quilt and untied the metal belt...

All he could think about was the softness of her skin when their cheeks brushed against each other on the street just now. Her face was so soft and elastic, and he pressed it with his hands many times, leaving a red mark with each press.

The movement under the quilt soon stopped. He held back his hard and curled eyelashes and went to the bedside cabinet to get some paper. He was lazy and threw the paper ball on the ground.

He didn't want to do anything, and his brain was empty for a moment, then he slowly picked up his phone.

He flipped out the familiar number, pressed it with his slender index finger, and typed a few words---Wife, I miss you.

He read these words several times, and then he slowly deleted all the words.

What's the point of saying these?

To cause her trouble? Or... to make her sad?

Zhou Yao slowly turned sideways, reached out for her pillow, and then hugged her tightly in his arms, but, wife, he really missed her...

Very much, very much.

…

Messages came from Achen one after another, but they had not yet touched the key point, and Leng Zhiyuan was waiting.

That night, Xiaotao didn't go to school, so Leng Zhiyuan dragged her out to play. When they arrived at the place, Leng Zhiyuan looked up and saw XXX Hot Spring Club.