Ninety-One: Deep Love Buried by Time (Ninety-One)

Jing Yu said "hmm", and kept covering her eyes with her hands. Yu Zeyao put her on the bed, took a quilt to wrap her up, and turned off the main light in the room, leaving only a dim light on the bedside.

He took the medicine thrown on the coffee table and took a look, only to see that the cotton swab package next to it had not been moved. He asked her: "Didn't you apply the medicine?"

Jing Yu turned over and fell asleep on her side without answering. Yu Zeyao took the medicine and cotton swab in his hand, walked over and sat down beside the bed. His fingers carefully touched her black and blue nose, but he didn't feel the stickiness of the ointment.

It hurts so much, but she still doesn't obey. I don't know how to train those disobedient patients on weekdays.

Yu Zeyao leaned against the head of the bed, took her in his long arms, half-lifted her up, and let her lie flat with her head on his legs. He took the ointment and applied it on her nose. Her facial features were very delicate, and her nose was small and straight, but it looked a little swollen after a while.

I don't know how much it hurts.

Yu Zeyao thought of her tearful look just now. She was very different from her usual calm and self-sustaining self. She looked much more childish that time.

He thought, and his fingers could not help but wander and caress her facial features.

Jingyu's eyelashes trembled, and he half opened his eyes. Seeing the man's affectionate and concerned handsome face, his heart was unconsciously throbbing. Yu Zeyao knew that she was half awake, and thought she would push him away. He was even mentally prepared to leave here, but he never thought that she would just hum softly, move her body, adjust her posture, rest her head on his thighs, find a more comfortable angle, and close her eyes to sleep again.

Yu Zeyao inserted his long fingers into her long hair, stared at the woman who was sleeping towards her, and smiled bitterly. Is this little woman torturing him on purpose?

She was lying on her side at this moment, and her face was only a little bit away from a certain part of his body. It was hard for him not to have wild thoughts.

He waited until she fell asleep again before turning over and turning off the bedside light. He half hugged her and lay down in the quilt. She rested her head on his arm and slept more deeply, her breath seemed sweet.

She was heartless. During the days when he was away, she probably slept as soundly as she did tonight.

The next day. It was already bright, and the sun shone through the window into the room. Yu Zeyao slowly woke up, his arms were empty, and he subconsciously wanted to pull the person next to him into his arms. However, when he touched his hand, the place next to him was also empty.

He frowned.

He opened his eyes,

half sat up, and there was no one in the room. He lay back lazily, and the whole person sank into the soft pillow. He randomly touched her mobile phone on the bedside and checked the time, only to find that it was already past eleven o'clock in the morning.

He went back to his room, washed up simply, and came downstairs in his home clothes.

"Good afternoon, sir." The housekeeper and the servants at home greeted him.

He nodded, "Where is Miss Jing?"

"Miss Jing is already in the restaurant, waiting for you to start eating."

Yu Zeyao nodded and walked straight into the restaurant. She didn't sit properly at the dining table. Yu Zeyao heard her voice coming from the kitchen, chatting with the chef in the kitchen. The voice was clear and pleasant.

Yu Zeyao had never been in the kitchen before, but at this moment he was attracted by her voice and followed her to the kitchen. The people in the kitchen were surprised to see him suddenly come, and hurriedly stopped their work and greeted him: "Sir, good afternoon."

Jingyu turned around when he heard them greet him. Unexpectedly, his eyes collided with his. She ignored him, just looked at each other, and quickly turned away from him.

Yu Zeyao said to others: "You guys are busy with your own things."

"Come out, don't stay here, so as not to be bumped again." Yu Zeyao said this to Jingyu.

Jingyu just nodded slightly and walked out of the kitchen. When he passed by him, he didn't even look up. Her slender body even turned sideways, as if trying to avoid touching him.

He reached out and grabbed her. Jingyu bit her lip and didn't turn back, but he had to turn her face around. He looked at her nose and said, "Do you want me to take you to see a doctor?"

After a night's sleep, the bruises were much lighter.

"No, I checked it myself, it's not serious." Jingyu wanted to pry open his hand on her face, but the man was so strong that he couldn't pry it open at all.

He looked at her, "When did you wake up?"

"I woke up after 9 o'clock."

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

He didn't go to bed until after 4 o'clock last night. It was rare that Zhuang Yan and the others didn't come today, which meant that there was nothing to do in the morning, so she certainly wouldn't wake him up. Jingyu just didn't look at him and said, "You didn't tell me in advance to let me wake you up."

Every word was said lightly. Her attitude towards him was completely different from her attitude towards those people in the kitchen before. She was much more indifferent to him.

Even though Yu Zeyao had little experience with women, at this moment, in this situation, if he didn't notice that this little woman was not right, and didn't find that she was quarreling with him, then he would be too stupid.

The two of them sat down at the table to eat. Yu Zeyao still served the soup in front of her as before.

"Thank you." She replied to him as before, and it seemed flawless, but these two words were much clearer than before, and even a little deliberately distant.

Yu Zeyao paused in drinking the soup, raised his eyes slightly to look at her, and glanced at the bowl of soup again, "Don't drink it?"

"I don't really want to drink soup today." She pushed the soup back to him, "You drink it all."

The man's eyes were deep and distant, as if he was exploring her thoughts. Jing Yu knew it, but let him go. She just didn't want to talk to him.

During the whole meal, neither of them said anything. Yu Zeyao remained patient and did not ask.

She didn't say anything until she put down her chopsticks, and when she stood up and was about to walk out of the restaurant, Yu Zeyao was one step faster than her, slamming the door of the restaurant directly with his arms on the door.

Jing Yu pulled, but he couldn't pull away due to his pressure, so she had no choice but to put her hands down.

"Why are you so angry?" A man's voice sounded from behind, and the emotion behind the words could not be discerned.

Jing Yu only said: "No. I want to see the herbs I grew. Please let me out."

"You are really leisurely." Yu Zeyao snorted.

Jing Yu turned around and looked at him, blurting out one sentence, "How can I compare to your leisure time?"

His tone was no longer as restrained as before.

Yu Zeyao half-smiled, "Why do I have so much leisure that makes you so unhappy? Why do you want to talk to me so angrily?"

Jing Yu bit his lip and looked away. Yu Zeyao didn't give her a chance to hide anymore this time, and pushed her face back, "I just have some time today. If you don't explain it clearly to me, we will keep standing here and don't go anywhere."