Chapter 859 You Will Die if You Don't Act Like a Hooligan

Leng Zhiyuan had a very boring day. Ye Ziyi seemed very busy, busy negotiating with the Russians. There was no news about Zhou Yao, and no one knew how he was doing.

The waiting time was always the most difficult.

In a blink of an eye, it was night. The only thing that comforted Leng Zhiyuan was that Han Xuan's mood stabilized. She started to eat, but she was more silent than usual.

At this special time, she could only stand behind Zhou Yao silently. She accepted Han Xuan's challenge. In fact, she had been mentally prepared since the moment she decided to be with Zhou Yao.

If Han Xuan's burden really couldn't be thrown off, then she would face it with him.

She has always been a neat and straightforward person. Once she decided to do something, she would not regret it.

After taking a shower in the bathroom, she climbed onto the bed. Today she wore his white shirt, which was very loose. She reached out and unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar. She looked at the scars on her chest.

Half a month later, her wounds were all healed, and the scars faded, but a light pink mark was left. A few days ago, her elder brother gave her a small bottle of ointment, saying that it was effective in removing the marks. She applied it for two nights, and sure enough, the light pink mark became lighter, and you had to look carefully to see it.

She opened the ointment and applied a little more.

Just after applying it, there was a "bang", and the door of the room was kicked open, and a cold air poured in.

Leng Zhiyuan quickly covered her chest and looked at the door. Zhou Yao was back.

Her eyes lit up, and she said angrily, "Why did you kick the door? Where are your hands?"

As she said that, she lowered her eyes to button her shirt.

The door of the room was closed, and the man came to the bed in an instant. There were not many signs of fighting on his body, and he was not injured, although there was a dusty air in his eyebrows.

"Did you catch him?" she asked.

"Yes, he's been caught and has been detained. I just negotiated with Ye Ziyi and the Russians. The conversation went smoothly. Han Xuan will be released tomorrow morning, and the private doctor will be escorted back to Russia to await investigation and trial."

Leng Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He always did things properly.

"Major General Zhou, congratulations..." She looked up.

When she looked up, she saw a tall and long-legged man standing by the bed. He was too tall and blocked all the light. At this moment, he was staring at her chest with his eyes down.

Leng Zhiyuan blushed and quickly crawled into the bed, "What are you looking at? Can't you be more serious?"

Just as she crawled in, she wanted to sleep, and then there was a step behind her. The man's heavy body leaned over and clasped her shoulders from behind, "Wear my shirt?"

Leng Zhiyuan didn't look back. The shadows of the two overlapped on the wall. She glanced at him and saw that he was staring at her with his face slightly tilted. She immediately felt her skin getting hot.

"Oh, I need to apply medicine, so I borrowed your shirt to wear for a while. You won't be so stingy, right?" She wanted to change the topic to something lighter.

The man's rough big hand slid from her shoulder to her chest. He didn't respond to her words, only cared about what he cared about, "Where did you apply medicine? Let me see."

He went to unbutton her shirt.

"Hey, Zhou Yao, what are you doing? You just came back and you're touching me." She quickly stopped him.

At this time, a strong arm reached out and grabbed her soft waist, holding her tightly in his arms. Zhou Yao buried his head in her hair and rubbed it. As if rubbing was not enough, he kissed the delicate skin behind her ears randomly. He laughed low and hoarsely, "I just came back from outside, and I saw you half-dressed as soon as I opened the door. Aren't you seducing me?"

Leng Zhiyuan was speechless. How could she be half-dressed? She just unbuttoned two buttons, okay?

You blame others for your own bad intentions?

"I heard that Han Xuan had dinner today. Did you talk to her?"

He knew it so quickly. It seemed that Xiaozhi reported it to him. Leng Zhiyuan raised her eyebrows. "Why? Are you afraid that I will talk nonsense to her and irritate her, so you can't bear it?"

At this time, her earlobe hurt. He bit her gently. He smiled, "Hard-mouthed but soft-hearted little thing!"

He held her tightly in his arms with his two strong arms, and rocked her like a child. "I have been absent-minded for the whole day. You are all in my mind."

Smelling the familiar man's scent on him, Leng Zhiyuan smiled sweetly. She patted his big palm, "Stop talking nonsense, let me go, and take a shower. You went to bed before taking a shower. Are you dirty?"

"My clothes are dirty, not my body. Do you want me to take off my clothes?" He let her go and pretended to take off his clothes.

"Hey," Leng Zhiyuan turned back quickly, staring at him with sparkling eyes, "Will you die if you don't act like a hooligan?"

Their eyes met, Zhou Yao stared at her with burning eyes, he didn't say anything sweet, her appearance was all in his mind during the day of the mission outside.

After rushing back from the dusty journey, Xiao Zhi came to tell him that she had talked to Han Xuan this morning, and then Han Xuan started to eat, Ye Ziyi wanted to have dinner with her, but she refused...

She is not a little thing with a hard mouth and a soft heart, she said no, but actually took his words as an order, so obedient.

He had never thought that he would like a woman before, nor had he considered what type of woman he would like, until he met her, he liked her.

He likes women like her who are simple, clean, and unpretentious.

He likes women like her who understand him, support him, and accompany him silently.

Of course, he likes women like her who sit on the bed and wait for him to pamper her when he comes back from the mission.

Leng Zhiyuan felt that his gaze today was particularly hot, like a sun that wanted to melt her. She kicked him and drove him away, "Go take a shower."

The next second, her toes were grabbed by the man's big hand. He pulled her directly onto his thigh. Before she sat down, she heard him hoarsely, "Mrs. Zhou, when are we going to have a party?"

Leng Zhiyuan's face flushed red, and she was going crazy. What was he thinking about all day long?

"Go away!" She stretched out her palm and chopped his shoulder.

He didn't avoid it. He was hit by the palm and stepped back a little, but his hand was domineeringly holding her waist, not letting her go, "Have you had enough?"

Leng Zhiyuan didn't expect him not to avoid it. She used seven levels of strength, and she didn't know if he was in pain. Her heart was immediately tightened.

At this time, Zhou Yao wrapped her little hand in his palm and squeezed it a few times. He leaned over and kissed her red lips, muttering, "Mrs. Zhou, do you know that women's hands can be used on men besides fighting?"

He put her little hand on his metal belt.

Leng Zhiyuan immediately understood what he meant. She refused and shrank back, "Don't do this, I... I'm not mentally prepared yet..."

Zhou Yao kissed her hot little face, half impatiently and half forcing her to coax her, "I didn't do anything to you, I just borrowed your fifth girl. Isn't there a term called trial marriage now? Let's try it first. See for yourself if I satisfy you, ok?"

Leng Zhiyuan,...