One Hundred and Thirty-Six: Deep Love Buried by Time (One Hundred and Thirty-Six)

Outside the door, Jing Yu came back after finishing the call and heard their words clearly.

A touch of emotion flashed through her heart.

Liang Shengyi once said that he approached her for other purposes, but now, she has her own scale in her heart.

Jing Yu knocked on the door gently, and pushed the door open when she heard the voice inside.

Yu Zeyao sat on the bed and looked at her, "Are you ready?"

"Yes." Jing Yu nodded. Looking at him again, there was a little more tenderness in his eyes. She poured a glass of water and handed it to Mo Huan, who didn't take it, but stood up and smiled slightly, "I still have to go to work today, so I won't disturb you."

Yu Zeyao said in a light voice: "Then I won't see you off."

"Just have a good rest." Mo Huan said to her.

Jing Yu sent Mo Huan to the door of the ward, closed the door and looked at the man on the bed, "Are you tired after sitting for so long?"

"Not bad." Yu Zeyao asked, "Don't you want to take a nap? Your eyes are still red now, and you look like a little rabbit."

Jing Yu yawned, sat down on the chair beside the bed, and looked up at him, "I just lay here and slept for a while last night."

Yu Zeyao looked at her deeply, his long fingers fell on her chin and gently stroked it. His eyes were fixed on her eyes, never moving away.

Jing Yu's breathing was slightly tight. His long fingers were cold, and they brushed across her skin, but she felt it was hot. Her eyelashes fluttered, his eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Jing Yu sighed softly, opened his red lips slightly, and said softly, "Be careful of your wound..."

"Yu'er, you should concentrate when kissing." As if to punish her, he bit her lips lightly. But it was a very light bite.

Jing Yu sighed and was kissed deeply by him again.

The kiss was too intense and really pulled the wound. He groaned in pain, and Jing Yu came back to his senses and quickly stepped back. In his eyes, there was still the emotion and confusion after being kissed.

"How is it? Are you okay?"

Yu Zeyao looked at her like this, and the corners of his lips raised. He lifted the quilt and patted his side, "Come up and sleep for a while."

Jing Yu looked at the pillow and the soft bed,

and really couldn't convince herself to hold on. She took off her clothes and shoes and socks and got into the quilt. Yu Zeyao was originally half-sitting, but now he also lay down.

He never slept on his side, so he could only lie flat. When he fell asleep, Jing Yu turned sideways and faced him. Looking at his profile, she was silent for a long time.

Yu Zeyao seemed to feel it, and under the quilt, he reached out and gently held her hand.

"Go to sleep, when the situation gets better, I'll take you to see Jing Rong."

Jing Yu said "hmm", and she couldn't help feeling disappointed when she mentioned Jing Rong.

He seemed to sense her thoughts and added: "Don't worry, he was really badly injured before. But Yanzhi took good care of him, and he is much better now."

Jingyu curved his lips, "Then I should thank Mr. Wen one day."

"No need." Yu Zeyao raised his hand and patted the back of her head, "We are one family, no need to be too polite."

Jingyu chuckled.

Her chin gently rested on his shoulder. Her small nose was against his neck. Every breath she took sprayed on the man's neck.

Jingyu sniffed his breath greedily, and felt as if she was dreaming. He disappeared for so long, and now he is sleeping next to her again.

Can such entanglement "end here"?

Emotions are never rational, how can they stop just like that?

Jingyu's nose was sour, and he couldn't help but hold his hand with his backhand.

He seemed to sense her emotional fluctuations, turned his face slightly, and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jing Yu shook his head, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and after a while, he tried to calmly say: "Actually, I always thought... we really ended up like we said that time..."

Yu Zeyao's eyes darkened, "Do you want to end it?"

Jing Yu didn't say anything, just opened his lips and bit his shoulder. The bite was very light, not like biting, but more like wanting to get closer to him, closer.

After a long time, she asked back: "You said it was over, why did you go to me that day?"

"I said it was over?" Yu Zeyao narrowed his eyes, and pulled her face away from his neck with his long fingers, so that they looked at each other, "Look at me, and say what you just said again."

Jing Yu smiled with his lips curved, "Isn't it?"

"Yes." He was defeated by her smile, "But I want to take it back now."

"Once you say it, it's like spilled water. How can you take it back?" Jing Yu didn't even realize that his voice was softer.

After a moment of silence, she said, "At that time...were you afraid of implicating me?"

Yu Zeyao looked at her.

Then he said, "If my uncle knew that we had been together, you would be in danger. So..."

"So during this period, you and Mo Huan got closer and closer."

"How did you know?"

"It's all in the news."

Yu Zeyao did not deny it, "This was Mo Huan's idea. Yu Wenhua has always wanted to pull her father, and she dared not hurt anyone else."

Jingyu moved closer to him. After a while, she whispered, "I'm not afraid."

He was stunned.

Then, he held her hand tightly, "I'm the one who's afraid."

Jingyu raised his lips.

"After you are discharged from the hospital, move back." Yu Zeyao kissed the top of her head, "The grass you planted should be very tall now."

Jingyu laughed, "That's not grass, it's medicine."

"It's all the same. This is not the point."

"The point is... I can't move back." Jing Yu looked up.

Yu Zeyao seemed very dissatisfied with this answer, and frowned. Jing Yu explained: "My dad will be discharged from the hospital soon, and I have to take care of him. And Jing Rong, since I know he is in the country, I can't just leave him alone and let Yan Zhi take care of him all the time."

"You have to go to work, take care of the old, and take care of the young? How many clones do you have?" Yu Zeyao naturally wouldn't let her work so hard, "The house over there is big, let them go together. When the time comes, you can take care of them however you want."

Jing Yu felt warm in his heart when he heard his words.

"If my dad knew that I was still in contact with you, I might make his body, which had finally recovered, get angry again."

Yu Zeyao's eyebrows never relaxed, "You have to listen to your dad?"

"Well, I have to coax him first."

As if he was worried that she would let go of him because of this, Yu Zeyao ignored the wounds on his body, and reached across with one arm to hug her. His big hand came from behind to the front, lifted her chin, and leaned over to kiss her.

Jingyu didn't have time to hide, and he thrust his tongue in, kissing her deeply and passionately. She panted and reminded him, "Be careful of your injury..."

"Yu'er, since you are here today, you will never tell me it's over again!" He let go of her a little, and stared at her deeply.

Good morning! It's April~~~