Houfu Key Class

Xu Wan thought that her skills in reading people were pretty good, but she really stumbled when she met Zong Zhao. Why did she think this person had a good temper before, who would get into fights if they disagreed?

Fortunately, Zong Zhao has a rational temper, otherwise the little devil would be so happy to set off firecrackers in the house every day when he meets his father who is so hands-on and always wants to vent his anger.

Looking with dark pupils, Zong Zhao said seriously: "From now on, you can go wherever you want without caring about others. If they come to cause trouble for you again, I will support you."

Xu Wan was startled and looked at him blankly.

This seemed to be the first time she had been given such a solemn promise by someone. It was different from the feeling when the little devil shouted to support her every day, but she couldn't tell what was different. She only felt as if her heart was lightly scratched by a claw. , a little itchy.

After a long time, Xu Wancai said with a smile: "No, no one will mess with me anymore. We all have our own lives to live, so there is no time to think about making things difficult for others every day."

Next to the small soft couch, the moonlight came in.

Zong Zhao saw her figure clearly. She was wearing only a pair of pajamas, and her feet were bare on the floor. She was so anxious to get out of bed just now that she didn't even wear shoes.

Late June was just after the Great Summer, and the weather was the hottest. However, there were ice cubes placed in the house to cool down, and the cold air on the ground was relatively heavy, which easily invaded the body. Zong Zhao's eyes darkened, and he quickly picked her up and walked towards the bed. go.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Wan was suddenly picked up by him. The two of them were close to each other. The smell of male hormones on the man's body hit her face. It was strange, but it smelled good.

The heartbeat was beating heavily, and I didn't know if it was his or hers.

"You didn't wear shoes, the ground is too cold." He explained.

"Oh...oh, yes." Xu Wan stuttered, "Thank you..."

Zong Zhao put her down on the bed, pulled the thin quilt over her, and then sat on the edge of the bed and said, "I'll talk to you here, and I won't leave until you want to go to bed."

Xu Wanxin said: It seems that you are not qualified for the job of chatting with someone with a bad temper who doesn't like to talk.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth, well... Tonight, she discovered Zong Zhao's two shortcomings, otherwise she would always feel that he was too perfect to be true.

When Zong Zhao saw her, he couldn't help but ask: "What are you laughing at?"

Xu Wan deliberately teased him: "Laugh at you, you are very funny."

Zong Zhao: "..."

This adjective is really unpopular when applied to him.

Xu Wan looked at the man beside the bed and asked with interest: "Zong Zhao, you have been missing for ten years, and you have only been fighting at the border for two years. Where have you been for the remaining eight years? Have you always been at the border?"

Zong Zhao had never mentioned this issue, and his mother-in-law and the others didn't seem to ask it either. I don't know if they talked about it in private. Anyway, I felt that he was quite mysterious and did important things in silence.

Zong Zhao replied: "It's not all at the border. Something happened to me and Zong Yan. I was injured and comatose for seven years. I only woke up three years ago. Since then, I have been looking for an antidote for His Highness."

Xu Wan was stunned: "Ah? Did you know that His Highness was poisoned so early? Have you contacted His Highness?"

"No," Zong Zhao shook his head and said, "He didn't know that I was still alive, but later Jin Cheng was almost strangled to death by Luo Jingfeng, and he guessed it. That's why he taught Jin Cheng secretly, in order to make our future , it’s better to walk.”

Xu Wan wondered: "I don't understand how I guessed that you were still alive when something happened to Jincheng? Is there any relationship between the two?"

Zong Zhao told her: "Yan Suxue, I wrote to my mother and asked her to get it back."

Xu Wan's eyes widened: "!!"

What a big melon!

Xu Wan suddenly realized: "No wonder my mother-in-law only thought of finding her three years ago. I also asked why I didn't know about her existence so late. It turns out to be you. It turns out you wrote the letter to tell my mother-in-law!"

Zong Zhao hummed and said: "Before Zong Yan died... he told me that he always dreamed about having sex with a girl. He thought he was imagining it, but then the dream became more and more frequent and more real. , just ask me to help him look for it.”

Xu Wan said with a trembling voice: "In the end, I really found him, and there is also a literary cultivator."

"If Zong Yan knew, he would be very happy." Zong Zhao said lightly.

Xu Wan's heart was also heavy, but she didn't want Zong Zhao to be sad, so she changed the subject and said, "So His Highness, through this matter, guessed that you may be back, but you haven't shown up yet."

Zong Zhao remained silent and did not reply to her.

The reason why His Highness is sure that he is still alive should also include her marrying into the Marquis Mansion to teach Jin Cheng, but if this is revealed, she will probably ask him why he married her.

Because...because...

He couldn't say it yet.

Fortunately, Xu Wan did not notice his inner struggle, but misunderstood: "Then my father-in-law said that he dreamed about you asking for a wife. It shouldn't be a letter written by you. If you don't come back, what are you going to do with a wife? It must be My father-in-law and mother-in-law think that you are no longer young, so they want to arrange a marriage for you first, so that when you come back, you will have a ready-made wife. "

Zong Zhao continued to remain silent.

He was even thinking about how to explain to her in the future.

Xu Wan asked again: "Then do you think they are nosy? After all, you did not choose your wife yourself."

Although in ancient times, parents' orders and matchmaker's advice were emphasized, some enlightened families would still allow men and women to meet and simply look at each other. The first time she met Zong Zhao, they had been married for many years.

When they first met...was he satisfied with her? Will it really be love at first sight?

After a long while, Zong Zhao looked at her and said seriously: "I think you are the best, no one can compare to you."

Xu Wan felt her face flushed, her cheeks were burning, and there was constant heat coming up.

My God, what's the difference between what he said and confession? He doesn't think he is quite reserved, does he?

Xu Wan guessed it herself, and it was another thing to hear him say it. She was so flustered that she didn't know how to respond, and she turned her head into the bed like a quail.

Realizing that his eyes had not moved away, Xu Wan pulled the quilt over her head and said anxiously: "It's too late, I want to sleep, you, you should go to bed quickly too."

Zong Zhao replied: "Call me if you have something, no need to come down."

"I know, I know, you go to bed quickly." Xu Wan looked at the wall sideways, and urged him with her back to him.

Zong Zhao got up and left, and continued to sleep on his soft couch.

Xu Wan got out of the quilt, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and thought to herself: Summer is really too hot.

She covered her heart and cursed inwardly: You may be hot, but why are you jumping around? It's just a confession. It's not like I haven't heard it before...

But she changed her mind and thought that the last time she heard the confession was from Chen Yunyu. In an instant, a basin of cold water was poured down on her. Xu Wan had enough.

When it comes to cooling down, she has to be the one. Xu Wan quickly adjusted her mentality and turned over to sleep...but she couldn't sleep.

She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could think of was Zong Zhao's face and what he said, but she couldn't sleep with her eyes open. She tossed and turned, unable to find a suitable sleeping position.

And the man on the soft couch didn't move, and I didn't know if he was asleep or not.

Xu Wan wanted to scratch her head. The person who was talking didn't respond. What was she doing scratching her head for half a night?

But it was so strange. She had always regarded Zong Zhao as her roommate, but whose roommate confessed to her? Why did the roommate who confessed sleep in the same room as if nothing had happened? She felt that something was wrong with her whole body.