Chapter 915 If You Keep Reading, You Will Drool.

He heard everything she said to Han Xuan. Even though he knew that this woman understood him, he was still moved again because she spoke his heart.

With such a woman by his side, he feels that life is very carefree and complete.

He felt no regrets.

Leng Zhiyuan hugged his neck and kissed him. The two hadn't been close for a long time. She missed him very much and everything about him...

Suddenly her body felt cold, and he pulled away. He took out his big palm and helped her fasten the buttons that were scattered on her chest.

She opened her eyes, and there was a hint of charm in her voice, "Zhou Yao, what's wrong?"

He obviously wanted it too.

Zhou Yao raised his eyes to look at her. The woman's eyes were watery, a little confused, and she looked like a seductive little goblin in his eyes. His voice was hoarse, "Not now, I forgot to bring... a condom..."

Hearing the last word, Leng Zhiyuan remembered the miscarriage. She hugged his neck hard and buried her head in his chest, "Zhou Yao, let's have another child."

Zhou Yao froze, then slowly raised his hand to rub her hair, "Forget it, no more."

"Zhou Yao..."

"Daughter-in-law, be good," Zhou Yao kissed her forehead affectionately, "Don't bring up a third party in the last few days. I just want to live a good life with you alone."

third party…

Leng Zhiyuan knew that this was just his excuse. She was pregnant in ten months and it would be ten months before the third person was born.

He just didn't want to have children with her. When he left, he didn't want to leave a child for her.

She understands everything.

Leng Zhiyuan raised her head and kissed his strong jaw, "Zhou Yao, let's go home. We haven't been home for a long time. Grandpa and parents must have missed us."

"I was just about to tell you this. The old man asked us to go home this morning. The cars outside are ready."

"Well, hubby, let's go home."

…

Zhou family.

Zhou Yao took Leng Zhiyuan's hand and walked in.

Mr. Zhou and Zhou's father and mother were both there. Zhou's mother came forward with a smile on her face. She took Leng Zhiyuan's hand and looked up and down several times, "Zhiyuan, thank God. I hope you're okay. I hope you're okay."

"Mom, I'm fine."

"Zhou Yao told us the whole story this morning. I was frightened when I heard it. Zhiyuan, your idea is really... too bold." Mother Zhou touched her chest and said fearfully.

At this time, Mr. Zhou said "haha" twice, "This is called burning the cauldron and making a living from the tiger's mouth. Well done, Zhiyuan! The granddaughter-in-law I personally selected is indeed right!"

"Zhiyuan, compared to you, Zhou Yao only knows how to wield a sword and a spear. He is far behind you in terms of straightforwardness." Zhou's father said with a smile.

When Leng Zhiyuan heard the family praising her, she pursed her lips and smiled sheepishly.

"Okay, don't belittle me and praise her anymore, otherwise my wife's tail will be raised to the sky." Zhou Yao said with narrowed eyes.

The family laughed "haha".

"Okay, let's not stand and talk anymore. Today is the day of reunion. I've asked someone to prepare a table of dishes. Let's go have dinner quickly."

…

The family sat at the dining table. Father Zhou took a bottle of white wine and said, "Dad, Zhou Yao, this is the 1998 collector's edition of white wine. It's very strong. Let's drink some tonight."

Mr. Zhou, Father Zhou, and Zhou Yao usually don't drink. Due to work reasons, they can't drink. They can only drink a little on festival days.

"good."

Father Zhou poured wine into the cups of the three of them. Mother Zhou took a porcelain flower bed and poured some into Leng Zhiyuan's cup, "Zhiyuan, this is home-brewed osmanthus dew. It's a bit alcoholic, but it won't make you drunk." "It tastes good. Try it."

Leng Zhiyuan took a sip and nodded, "Yes, it's sweet and delicious."

Mother Zhou smiled and took back the porcelain flower bed.

Mr. Zhou raised his glass and said, "Come, let's have a drink first to celebrate that the Kite has saved the day and that our family can be reunited again."

"cheers."

The family raises a toast together.

The servant served a table full of dishes, which were steaming hot and full of flavor and color. The lighting was just right and the atmosphere was strong. Leng Zhiyuan felt very warm in her heart.

At this time, there was an extra piece of sweet and sour pork ribs in her bowl. Looking sideways, she saw Zhou Yao next to her, smiling down at her, with the fondness in his eyes.

Leng Zhiyuan picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of the ribs. Well, it was delicious. The sweetness was sweet to her heart.

"Zhou Yao," Mr. Zhou drank two glasses of wine in a row, then reached out and patted Zhou Yao's shoulder, "A man, a real man, should have his own choice at all times. Although grandpa is a little harsh on you, but You have to understand that grandpa is doing it for your own good. Likewise, grandpa firmly agrees with your choice."

"Our Zhou family has been serving the people for generations. In fact, what I, your dad, and you do are all dangerous jobs. It's too cold at high places. Your illness... doesn't matter. Grandpa and your parents accept it. Grandpa never said, You have done well in the past ten years, you are a qualified soldier, you are worthy of the Zhou family, and grandpa has no regrets. "

"Dad," Father Zhou pushed Mr. Zhou's arm, "Today is a happy day, why are you bringing this up?"

"I'm afraid that if I don't say anything, I won't have a chance..." Mr. Zhou drank a glass of wine in one gulp, "Okay, let's not mention it anymore, let's eat, eat."

The atmosphere at the table was filled with deep sadness. Leng Zhiyuan knew that the whole family was sad, sad about Zhou Yao's illness, but they firmly hid their sadness in their hearts. In the last few days, they only wanted to leave Zhou Yao with a smile.

Leng Zhiyuan suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

At this time, her little hand under the table was wrapped by a warm big palm, and the man's low and tender voice sounded in her ears, "What are you thinking about? Eat!"

It was still that domineering tone.

Leng Zhiyuan's eyes were hot, she did not look at him sideways, she did not dare to look, she was afraid that the tears in her eyes would fall uncontrollably.

"Yeah." She picked up the chopsticks to eat.

...

After dinner, the two returned to the room.

Leng Zhiyuan took a shower first, then sat on the dressing table and blew her wet long hair with a hair dryer. Zhou Yao quickly took a shower, and he came behind her.

"I'll help you blow." He took the hair dryer from her hand.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at him through the mirror. It was early spring. He had taken a shower and put on a black shirt with only the middle button fastened, revealing his muscular chest and narrow waist. He wore black trousers without a belt.

He didn't like to use a towel to wipe his hair after taking a shower. At this time, his short hair was wet and lay on his forehead. He was less tough and sharp than usual. At this moment, he was young and handsome.

"Do I look good? If you keep looking at me, your saliva will flow out."

Zhou Yao held the hair dryer in one hand and curled her long hair with his slender index finger in the other hand, teasing casually.