My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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After dinner, the entire house of Zhou family fell into silence, the night fell, and the time to sleep came.

Leng Zhiyu slept on the sofa and covered a thin quilt. Although her eyes were closed, she couldn't sleep, and her ears kept reverberating.

He was lying on the bed, she couldn't hear his breathing, didn't know he was asleep, wasn't he as sleepy as she was?

A cold kite rose in the night, she went to the bed and looked at it, and saw that the man on the bed was sweating, she reached out and touched him, and he had a fever.

The doctor hurried over and gave him an injection. This was due to the high fever caused by the wound infection. The man did not get sick all year round, but once the illness became scary, the temperature almost reached 42.

"Mrs. Zhou, Major General Zhou will have a fever, which is the key in the middle of the night. Mrs. Zhou can put a towel on Major General's forehead, and you must let him drink more water when Major General wakes up," the doctor instructed.

"Okay, thank you doctor."

The doctor went out.

Leng Zhiyu got a cold towel and placed it on the man's forehead, but he was lying on his stomach, how to put it, there is no way, Leng Yiyu had to sit next to the bed, holding it with his hands.

Time passed by every minute and second, and soon it was early in the morning. The cold kite, who had not slept all night, leaned against the bedside, a little sleepy.

At this time, a hot palm pressed her little hand, and she lay down her hand and towel directly. Zhou Yao raised her eyelids weakly, "What are you doing?"

Leng Zhiyu opened her eyes. The light in the room was dim, and her voice was infected with softness. "I put a towel on you, but it always drops."

Zhou Yao gave her a weak white look, "Can't you put a cloth on my head?"

Oh, yes.

The eyes of the cold kite brightened.

Zhou Yao was pale, his short hair on his forehead was stained with sweat beads, and he looked wet, but his hairline was still clear, and he looked cold and cold on weekdays.

Leng Zhiyu glanced at him, and somehow she thought he looked very sick, like a noble son.

"I'll get you a glass of water." She got up and poured water.

Passing the cup to his lips, she said softly, "The doctor told you to drink more water, drink it quickly."

Zhou Yao moved a bit. He didn't know if it was because of his discomfort. He frowned directly. In addition, this lying position was not suitable for drinking water.

Leng Zhiyu thought it was funny. Why was he so childish when he got sick?

"No, you have to drink water so that the fever will go away quickly." She insisted.

He stared straight up at her, unhappy, "How do I drink? You feed me?"

It was an angry phrase, but the eyes were opposite, and there was no spark in his eyes.

"You feed me!" He changed the question to just affirmative.

"I want to be beautiful! Don't drink and pull down!" Leng Zhiyu turned and walked away. She felt her face burned a little.

But her hawk was clasped again, and the man tore her off the bed again. He leaned over his side, not pressing on the wound, but also face to face with her. Looking at her red lips, he urged, "feed me!"

How to feed

"Unhygienic!" She refused.

"I don't dislike you."

Cold kite: ...

This person!

"If you don't feed me, I won't drink. Anyway, I'm sick. With you, you can serve me for a day ..."

"Okay, I feed." The cold kite lingered for a long time before taking a sip of water, and she sent her red lips up.

Zhou Yao enjoyed her initiative because his lips were very dry due to a high fever, and her red lips were moist like marshmallows, just to quench his thirst.

She drank a sip of water and she was leaving. He didn't let it, and opened her mouth to cover her lips.

"Oh!" Leng Zhiyu's eyes widened.

Zhou Yao closed her eyes and tasted her sweetness. The silly woman glared at him and forgot to clenched her teeth. He burrowed in and caught her. She fluttered as he fled, and a strong arm hooped her directly. She held her arms.

The cold kite was extremely angry, and he knew that he would be like this. The cheap came and he didn't make up for nothing.

She reached out and hammered him.

He ignored it, only reassuring himself. The injured man's lips and teeth were very hard, as if her mouth was jelly. He sucked hard, and after a while, she felt numb lips.

This woman is much more obedient than ever, and Zhou Yao let go of her slightly. The kiss should be pecked. "What's so good about that night child?"

Leng Zhiyu thought it was funny. When is this time? Why is he still thinking about Ye Ziyi?

"Isn't it a long, flirtatious boy, the sun is warm, what gentleman is elegant, what's the use of it? He can only coax a little girl, you open your eyes and look good, I am better than him a hundred times a thousand times . "

Lone kite laughed, this narcissistic man.

Then he kissed her little white earlobe. "Follow me, huh?"

Follow me

Leng Zhiyu shuddered for the first time, and this was the first time he uttered such straightforward words to her.

"Have you heard?" He didn't respond when he opened her mouth and bit her earlobe, threatened lowly, "If you dare to be good to him, I won't let you go!"

How he did this, even threats were used.

Are other men like him?

Cold Kitty reached out and shoved him, shoved the cup into his arms, "Drink it yourself, I'm going to sleep."

She lay on the sofa again.

Zhou Yao looked at the figure on the sofa and drank the warm water in the water glass with a big mouth. "Hey, cold kite, I'm not kidding. You pushed me, I can do everything, if You really ran with Ye Ziyi, and I drove my car to the night house like a tank. Don't think of a good life. "

Leng Jie closed her eyes, listening to the man's rude but ... overbearing words, she slowly raised her lips.

...

Zhou Yao's injury was very fast, and he could get out of bed on the third day. Those who did not see him when he got up in the cold morning did not see him after breakfast.

She wondered, where did he go?

At this moment a maid came over, "Young grandma, young master is waiting for you on the lawn in the back garden. The young master lets you go."

What is he doing?

The cold kite went to the lawn in the back garden.

At this moment, Zhou Yao came in wearing a dark gray thin V-shirt, and he also held a beautiful kite in his hand, and stuffed the kite into her palm, "Here you are."

Leng Zhiyu quickly pulled into the kite's line, and she raised her eyebrows. "What are you doing?"

"What's the matter? Don't all girls like kite flying, I'll take you flying a kite."

fly a kite?

Leng Zhiyu suddenly froze. She had never played kites when she was a child. Besides, was this man too frightened to take a kite? Is this what the two of them would do?

Both of them are gunmen.