My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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"Then you go to take a shower."

Leng Zhiyu had nothing to say, she took her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

Seeing her entering the bath room, Zhou Yao immediately threw the towel in his hand and jumped to the big bed. Seeing that there were two quilts on the bed, he shoved one of them directly to the bottom of the bed, and one arm rested behind his head, and raised his eyebrow proudly See where she sleeps at night?

Don't you have to sleep in his arms?

Soon the door of the shower room opened. Zhou Yao touched it and touched a book directly. He forgot where the book came from. He quickly opened a few pages and pretended to look seriously.

Yu Guang glanced at it, and saw that delicate figure stopped, "cough", he coughed, "rest early."

The cold kite did not move.

He put down the book and looked at her. She wore a long-sleeved black T-shirt, and her parents were underneath. She was rigid and conservative. He gave a disgusted look and said, "Do n’t you know how to sleep?" where?"

The sofa and chair in this room, where he had his servants withdrawn whenever he could sleep, left a bed, and he asked her to ask him in person.

Leng Zhiyu gave him an expressionless look and did not answer.

Two people can't be so rigid. Zhou Yao frowned for a moment and then patted the big bed beside him. "It's the same night we got together and we slept together."

He spoke first.

Leng Zhiyu looked at his side, then turned around and walked to her trunk. She squatted, rolled a thin blanket from the trunk, and spread it on the ground.

Zhou Yao's eyes changed and he quickly said, "Do you want to sleep on the floor? Miss Leng, don't blame me for not reminding you that there are no extra quilts and no heating in the room, and you will catch cold."

Leng Zhiyu ignored him. She put the suitcase back and lay down.

At this time, Zhou Yao threw the book in his hand on the bed, pulled his long legs down, reached out and clasped her slender hawk, his complexion opened, "Is it cold, do you really want to do this?"

"The two days are very fast. I don't want to have extravagant branches. At the same time, I don't want to disturb Major General Zhou. I just sleep on the ground." She shook off his big palm.

But he couldn't shake it off, Zhou Yao clasped it tightly, his handsome face was covered with a layer of haze, and he nailed her severely, "Go to bed!"

"no need…"

"Well, what did Mrs. Zhou mean that she wanted to branch out?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm afraid you're cold. I want to ask a servant to help you get more quilts." He threatened to say.

"you!"

Cold Kitty shakes off his big hand and walks to the bed.

When she slept on the bed, she thought he would sleep with her, but she didn't hear any movement, and she glanced at the man, lying on her carpeted naked body.

He turned to his side and slept back to her.

He has been very angry and must be angry now.

The room was so quiet. Leng Zhiyu rolled over and looked at his back. His waist was straight, the muscles of the scapula stretched out, and he was healthy and well developed. Isn't he sleeping cold like that?

Leng Zhiyu's hand touched the book, which was a collection of foreign prose. It was very beautiful. She smiled. Even a man like him would not read this type of book. It must have been sent by someone else.

And it's ... a girl.

She turned the book to the end. On the bottom right corner of the last page, there really is a line of juanxiu typeface. Brother Zhou, have you seen "Yu Xiaonv"?

Yuan Qiaomengfu's "Yu Xiao Nu" third fold: "The end will not be talented, so please ask the little lady to become Qin Jin Dynasty ..."

Qin Jinzhi generally refers to the marriage of the two. The girl's leaving this sentence in this book is nothing more than a subtle reminder to Zhou Yao that the person has the intention of entrusting his life.

Leng Zhiyu closed the book, and her gaze stayed on Zhou Yao's back. Even if the girl was not his lover, it must have an irreplaceable position and weight in his heart.

...

In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Yao got up early. He went for an hour's walk as usual. Without going back to the room, he went to the guest room to take a cold shower and changed his clothes and went downstairs.

"Master, are you ready for dinner?"

Zhou Yao glanced at the living room, "What about the old man and my parents?"

"Return to the young master, the old man and the old lady went out to buy sacrifices for daily use, it is estimated that they will return at noon."

Are they all out?

Zhou Yao glanced upstairs. The woman hadn't got up yet. He frowned at the servant and said, "the breakfast is all removed."

"Master, what do you want to eat?"

At this time, footsteps sounded upstairs, and Lonely Kite came downstairs.

Zhou Yao put his hands in his trousers pockets, turned around and looked at her with a pair of narrow eyes and smiled, "Isn't Mrs. Zhou coming down and tired of other people's craftsmanship, and today I'm troubled that Mrs. Zhou personally cooks and prepares breakfast for me."

The maid saw that the atmosphere of the two was wrong, and immediately rounded off the road, "Master, how can you tell Grandma to cook, what do you want to tell us ..."

"I made you talk?" Zhou Yao glanced at the maid.

"Yes." The servant lowered his head in confession.

"What do you want to eat, I will cook." Leng Zhiyu took two steps forward and said.

"Come on ... poached eggs first." Zhou Yao sat on the dining chair and comfortably reached out and pressed his forehead.

"Okay, you're waiting." Cold Kitty went into the kitchen.

Zhou Yao glanced at her back. The more she confronted him like this and the more she twisted, the more he wanted to conquer her.

She was so docile in front of Ye Ziyi, and then asked her to fulfill her obligation as a wife and make breakfast for him.

He was upset and didn't want to make her feel better.

Ten minutes later, the servant brought out a plate of poached eggs. Zhou Yao saw that it was foolish. He frowned, "What's this? Redo!"

In the next hour, the maid brought more than a dozen trays of poached eggs. The cold kite was intelligent. As long as she was willing to learn and was instructed by the cook, her fried poached eggs were getting better and better. Let her do it again for the reason that she was burnt here and salty.

Leng Zhiyu didn't want to talk nonsense with him, as long as she didn't ask too much, she could tolerate these two days.

The maids of the entire Zhou family dare not to have one. They all know that the young master is not in a good mood, but the temperament in the kitchen is also strong. If she is willing to show up and talk to the young master, the poached egg incident will not end Is it?

Hey!

At this moment the door opened, and Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou returned home early.

Grandpa Zhou saw at a glance that Zhou Yao was sitting on a dining chair like an uncle, and he had so many plates of poached eggs in front of him, and Grandpa Zhou immediately asked, "What are you doing, filial piety?"

Father Zhou and Mother frowned, and Mother Zhou asked the servant, "What about grandma?"

The maid carefully looked at Zhou Yao's glance, and then whispered, "Little grandma is in the kitchen."