My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“Well... go take a bath. ”

If there was no excess, she took her pajamas and walked to the bathroom.

When she went into the bathroom, Zhou Yao dumped the towel in his hand and jumped to the queen bed. He saw two quilts in the bed. He stuffed one of them directly under the bed, and an arm pillow was behind his head. He picked out his eyebrows and saw where she slept at night.

Why don't you sleep in his arms?

Shortly after, the bathroom door opened. Zhou Yao touched it and directly touched a book. He forgot where the book came from. He quickly turned a few pages and pretended to be looking at it seriously.

His eyes glanced and he saw the slippery figure stop, “Cough," he coughed and said, "Rest early. ”

Cold Iris didn't move.

He dropped the book and looked at her with his side eyes. She wore a long sleeve black T-shirt, underneath her trousers, and the rigid board was conservative. He looked at it reluctantly and said, "Don't you know where to sleep? ”

The sofa chair in this room, but anywhere he could sleep, he had the maid evacuate, and there was only one bed left, and he asked her to ask him personally.

The frozen face looked at him with no expression and did not answer.

The two of them could not be so stiff. Zhou Yao snorted a sword brow and then reached out and patted the big bed next to him, "Still sleeping together, just like the night of the wedding. ”

He asked first.

Cold Iris looked at his side, then turned around and walked to the side of her suitcase, where she squatted and turned a thin blanket over the floor.

Zhou Yao's eyes changed and quickly said, “Do you want to sleep on the floor? Miss Cold, don't blame me for not reminding you that there are no extra quilts or heating in the room, you will definitely catch cold. ”

Cold Iris ignored him, she put her suitcase back, and the pose lay down.

At this time Zhou Yao threw the book in his hand on the bed, pulled his long leg off, and held her slender wrist by his hand. His face was tinted with an iron and blue opening, “Cold Iris, do you really want this? ”

“Two days soon, I don't want to festive branches, and I won't bother Major General Zhou, I'll sleep on the floor.” She broke his big hand.

But he couldn't get rid of it. Zhou Yao held it tight. His handsome face was covered in haze and he nailed her so hard, "Go to bed! ”

“No need...”

“Oh, is that Mrs. Week's idea of an extraneous branch? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“I'm afraid you're cold, and I want to ask the maid to help you add extra quilt.” He threatened to talk.

“You!”

Cold Iris shakes off his big hand and walks to bed.

When she slept in bed, she thought he was sleeping with her, but she didn't hear a move. She glanced and the man was lying naked on her carpet.

He leaned over and slept with his back to her.

He has always had a temper and must be angry now.

So quiet in the room, Cold Iris turned over and looked at his back ridge, his waist bar was straight, his shoulder blades stretched out, healthy and developed, can't he sleep like that?

Cold Iris' hand touched the book, it was a collection of prose from outside the country, very beautiful, she smiled, even a man like him would not read the book, it must have been from someone else.

And it's... a girl.

She turned the book to the end, and on the bottom right corner of the last page, there was definitely a line of fonts for Juan Xiu -- Brother Zhou, have you seen "Yu Xiao Lady"?

Yuan Qiao Mengju "Yu Zheng Daughter" 3rd discount: “The late general did not ask the young lady to make Qin Jin good...”

Qin Jinzhi generally refers to two marriages. The girl left this sentence in this book as an implicit reminder to Zhou Yao, who has the intention to entrust her with life.

Cold Iris closed the book and her gaze rested on Zhou Yao's back. Even if the girl was not his lover, there must be an irreplaceable place and weight in his heart.

……

Early the next morning, Zhou Yao woke up early. He went for an hour's walk as usual and did not return to his room. He went to the room to take a cold bath and changed his clothes and went downstairs.

“Young master, are you ready for dinner? ”

Zhou Yao glanced at the living room, “Where's the old man and my parents? ”

“Back to the young master, the old man and the old lady went out to pick up the anniversary sacrifice and were expected to be back at noon. ”

They're all out?

Zhou Yao glanced back upstairs. The woman was still awake. He frowned and said to the maid, "Withdraw all the breakfast. ”

“Young master, what would you like to eat? ”

At this point, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and Cold Iris went downstairs.

Zhou Yao put his hands in his pants pocket and turned around and looked at her with a narrow smile. "Didn't Mrs. Zhou come down and get tired of eating someone else's craft? Please ask Mrs. Zhou to cook for me today. ”

The maid looked at the atmosphere of the two people and immediately played the roundabout. “Young master, how can you ask the young mistress to cook? Tell us what you want to eat...”

“Did I make you talk?” Zhou Yao glanced at the maid.

“Yes.” The servant mistakenly drowned his head.

“Whatever you want, I'll cook.” Two steps on the frozen eagle, opening the mouth.

“Let's start with an egg.” Zhou Yao sat in the dining chair and pressed his forehead with a comfortable hand.

“Okay, you wait.” Cold Iris enters the kitchen.

Zhou Yao glanced at her back. The more she faced him like this, the more he tried to conquer her.

She was so gentle in front of him. Then ask her to fulfill her duty as his wife and make him breakfast.

He didn't want to make her feel better.

Ten minutes later, the servant took out a plate of eggs. Zhou Yao glanced. It was pasty. He frowned, “What is this? Do it again!”

Over the next hour, the maid took over a dozen plates of eggs, and Cold Iris was smart. As long as she learned and had the cook's guidance, her fried eggs were getting better and better, but Zhou Yao always made her do it again for a reason that was salty over there.

Cold Iris didn't want to talk to him too much, so long as she wasn't asking too much, she could stand it for two days.

The servants of the Zhou family didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere. They all knew that their young master was in a bad mood, but the character in the kitchen had to be strong too. If she would come out and talk to the young master softly, wouldn't this hoarded egg incident be over?

Hey!

At this time, the door opened and Master Zhou and Father Zhou returned early.

Mr. Zhou immediately saw Zhou Yao sitting on the dining chair like an old man. He also had so many plates of baguettes in front of him. Mr. Zhou immediately asked, “What are you doing, you unfaithful son? ”

Zhou Father Zhou also twisted her eyebrows. Zhou Mother asked the servant, “Where's Young Grandma? ”

The maid looked carefully at Zhou Yao's eyes and whispered, “Young Grandma is in the kitchen. ”