Chapter 885 Let's Go Home

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Leng Zhiyuan raised his head when he heard the sound, and when he raised his head, he ran into Zhou Yao's bright black eyes. He had just finished washing up. He was wearing a black shirt and black casual trousers. His neat short hair was a little wet, and his body was He was noble and tall, and his whole facial features looked extraordinarily handsome after having just shaved.

At this moment, he was looking at her tenderly. He didn't know how long he had been looking at her, but his eyes were full of tenderness that could not be melted away.

Can make people's hearts melt.

Leng Zhiyuan glanced at it and opened his eyes sideways.

Zhou's mother noticed the atmosphere between the two of them. She stood up quickly and winked at Zhou Yao, "Zhou Yao, you came just in time. Mom is going back to buy vegetables and make soup for lunch. Come and feed Zhiyuan some porridge. "

"Yeah, okay." Zhou Yao stepped forward and took the bowl from Zhou's mother's hand.

Mother Zhou gave Leng Zhiyuan a few more words, then turned and left.

As soon as she left, there were only two people left in the ward. A piece of the bed collapsed. It was Zhou Yao who sat down. He picked up half a spoonful of millet porridge and handed it to her lips. He said softly, "Open your mouth."

Leng Zhiyuan lowered her eyelashes, opened her mouth, and drank the porridge he fed.

He fed her a few more mouthfuls, and she ate quietly. Neither of them spoke. Suddenly Zhou Yao put down the spoon, and he stretched out his right hand to touch her face.

She froze and wanted to struggle.

"Don't move, there's a grain of rice in your mouth." He said.

Leng Zhiyuan had no choice but to stay still.

She was still. Zhou Yao moved his fingers and rubbed the delicate skin on her face twice. She was so beautiful and stunning that even the way she moved her mouth to eat porridge made people like her and feel love in his heart.

Leng Zhiyuan didn't know if there were any grains of rice on her lips. She could only feel his big palm lingering on her cheek for a long time. Her skin was slightly cool, but his broad palm was very warm.

When she was about to move, Zhou Yao left first. He continued to feed her porridge, "Open your mouth."

Leng Zhiyuan's long eyelashes trembled. If he noticed correctly just now, his palm gently brushed her lips when he left her...

…

Leng Zhiyuan can be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon, and Zhou Yao goes to go through the discharge procedures.

When she returned to the ward, Leng Zhiyuan had already gotten out of bed. She was wearing a thin blue and white striped hospital gown and stood by the window. Because she had her back on her back, she couldn't see her expression and didn't know what she was thinking at the moment. Anyway, Her back was... lonely.

Zhou Yao quickly stepped forward, "Why did you get out of bed? You know it's impossible to get out of bed now?"

He lifted her up and carried her to the bed.

Leng Zhiyuan sat beside the bed. The tall and long-legged man squatted down in front of her. He picked up a pair of soft cotton shoes and put them on her feet. "You will be in confinement when you go back. You can only stay in the room for the first half of the month." Rest, don’t get out of bed!”

From her angle, she could see the lines of his outline. He should be very serious now, and the whole line looked a bit sharp.

She didn't say anything. He put on her shoes and stood up. He took his black coat and wrapped her tightly, leaving only a small head. He also put on a thread cap for her. He wanted to hold her up horizontally. "Let's go home."

"Hey," she stretched out her hand to push his chest, "I want to use a wheelchair."

It means I don’t want him to hug me.

Zhou Yao glanced at her and then picked her up, "The wheelchairs in the hospital are very tight and have been used up, so you can only hold her for me."

Leng Zhiyuan turned away and didn't want to pay attention to him.

He's a serious bullshit.

"The car is downstairs. I will take you home. We will live in my eldest brother's villa for this month."

Leng Zhiyuan hesitated, was he giving in?

He knew she didn't want to go back to Zhou's house, so he took her back to his eldest brother.

"Mom wants to take care of you. I pushed it for you. I asked for a month's leave. I won't go anywhere this month. I will just take care of you. Tell me what you want to eat and do. I will consider it as appropriate. "

…

Leng Zhiyuan returned to Leng Hao's villa, and Zhou Yao put her on the soft big bed.

He reached out and took off the hat on her head. Her hair was a little messy, so he took a wooden comb and sat next to her to help her comb her hair. "Mom said you can't take a bath or wash your hair this month. Although It’s a bit difficult, but it’s better to behave yourself and you won’t get sick in the future.”

Leng Zhiyuan said nothing.

Zhou Yao helped her comb her hair. Her hair was dark and smooth, and the comb could slide off when placed on her hair. He couldn't help but curl a strand of her hair with his slender index finger, put it under the tip of his nose and took a sip.

Leng Zhiyuan knew what he was doing without turning around. He seemed to have a hair fetish.

She moved to the side, increasing the distance between them.

Zhou Yao was naturally aware of her small movements. He showed no expression and let go of her long hair. He asked softly, "What do you want to eat tonight? How about fish soup?"

She has no objection.

"If you don't tell me, I'll take it as your consent. I'm going to cook now while you rest for a while."

Zhou Yao walked out.

…

The real fish soup we drank at night was black fish soup. He was very good at cooking. He could stir-fry any dish. It was a survival skill he had honed from working on missions all year round.

He removed the fish bones one by one, then brought the delicious fish meat to her mouth, and Leng Zhiyuan ate it.

Midway through, his cell phone rang in his trouser pocket. It rang several times, but he didn't answer it.

"You have a phone."

Zhou Yao raised his lips and smiled, "You talked to me? I thought you would ignore me in the future."

Leng Zhiyuan,…

She was too lazy to pay attention to him and ate her dinner with his hand. In the end, he didn't answer the phone.

After putting the dishes away in the kitchen, he quickly returned, rolled up his sleeves, went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water, and then used a towel to wipe her face.

Leng Zhiyuan went to get the towel and wanted to wipe it herself, but he wouldn't let her, "Mom said your hands can't touch water."

"I didn't touch the water."

"But the towel is wet."

Leng Zhiyuan,...

Okay, she let go.

Zhou Yao helped her wipe her face, paused, and his hands went down her face to unbutton her clothes.

Leng Zhiyuan held her down and looked up at him.

Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows, "You can't take a shower, but you have to wipe your body."

"I'll do it myself."

"No."

Leng Zhiyuan glared at him.

"You can do it yourself, but..." He leaned over, leaned close to her face and laughed softly, "I want to sleep in this room too, you sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the sofa."

So this is what he was thinking.

Leng Zhiyuan didn't want to pay attention to him, but she found that he always had a way to stir up her emotions. The calmer she was, the more he pushed her. He was really thick-skinned.

She turned her back.

Zhou Yao wrung out a clean towel and handed it to her. She took the towel and started to unbutton a few buttons. He was behind her, so she wiped her body in a hidden way.

Women are often the most attractive to men at this time. Zhou Yao glanced at her and then turned his back. "There are many advantages to sleeping in the same room. If you have any problems, just call me. I'm at your service 24 hours a day."