My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“In the kitchen?” Mother Zhou walked right into the kitchen with her feet up. "Oh, Yuki, what are you doing? There's a cook at home. How did you cook? Have you been... frying eggs? Look at all the blisters on both your hands, man! ”

Zhou Mother's Qi badly cried out.

Cold eagle sat in the sofa in the living room. Mother Zhou took the needle to pick the blister on her hand and scolded Humanity while picking Mother Zhou. "Young grandmother's hand was injured, you just stood there doing that? ”

The next person sweated and swallowed up the explanation, “Madam, Young Master... let us not interfere...”

“Bastard!” Master Zhou blew eight words and stared hard at Zhou Yao. He lifted his cane and hit him on the back. "Unfilial son, have a good home. You must make such a fuss, see that I won't kill you! ”

Heavy muffled noise, Zhou Yao's back was immediately hit with three sticks.

Mother Zhou really went too far to see her son, didn't want to persuade him. Father Zhou feared that Master Zhou had hurt his body and reached out to pull. "Dad, come on, this time it was really bad for Zhou Yao, let him kneel in the shrine. ”

“Then what are you waiting for? Do you want me to invite you? Go to the temple and reflect on your grandmother!” Master Zhou roared.

Zhou Yao got up and the three sticks fell on his back. He seemed to be fine. He didn't itch. He pulled out his long legs and walked towards the deviation hall. As he passed through the living room, he glanced at the hands of the cold onion. More than a dozen red and large blisters appeared on her white little hand.

His heart was tight, like a big hand pinched his heart, and he had the pain of silk.

Looking at her sophisticated side, she softly comforted her mother, showing softness in the stunning five officials...

He thinks she deserves it again, if she does this to him...

Even if she wasn't so gentle, she could throw the egg on his face like she used to, and then argue with him, but now her attitude is clear that she doesn't want to talk to him, treating him like air.

She was cold violent against him.

He hates cold violence the most.

“Humph!” he snorted coldly, pulling out his long legs and walking into the temple.

“The kid!” Zhou Mother had nothing to say.

Cold eagle slowly raised his head and looked at his gradual distant back...

……

Zhou Yao sat directly on the ground of the temple hall. Anyway, he began to fight. The temple door was not opened until the evening. Mother Zhou walked in with a lunch basket.

Mother Zhou looked very pale, but her own son, how could she not hurt? She put the basket on the ground. She knelt down and looked at Zhou Yao's back wound. "Don't move, let me see! ”

“Mom, it doesn't hurt.” Zhou Yao won't let Mother Zhou touch it.

“You move again!” Zhou Mother reached out and held Zhou Yao's ear.

Zhou Yao was most afraid that someone else would carry his ear. Of course, only his mother and adult could carry his ear. He stopped moving. "Mom, let go. ”

Mother Zhou just let go. She lifted Zhou Yao's clothes. He had three red marks on his back. Mother Zhou opened the medicine and drained him.

“Son, it's not Mom who said you did it wrong this time. Why are you angry with her when you tried to get her back? ”

“When did I get her back, you and Grandpa...”

“Come on, don't argue. You're the flesh that fell on me. What the hell are you up to? How old are you, 27 years old? Why are you acting like a child today? ”

Zhou Yao stopped talking, now think carefully about his behavior was indeed low and he had time to return to the army.

“Son, Ma knows that you like Iris, so Ma can rest assured. Ma knows that since something happened to Officer Han, you have sealed your heart...”

“Mom!” Zhou Yao interrupted. This is a restricted area in his heart, no one can mention it.

Mother Zhou sighed and said, “Son, Yuki is a good girl, don't look at her face cold, but her heart is hot, as long as you are good to her, she will come softer than any other girl in the world, and you don't make any more fuss. The man's husband likes to be afraid of something, brave to go after it. ”

Zhou Yao listened disdainfully, he would not chase the girl. He usually looked at the men who were sending flowers and chocolate to chase whoever he wanted. He felt corrective and idle.

Like it or not, not a word?

Love is together.

Does she like him?

Suddenly he was happy. Tomorrow, after Grandma's sacrifice, he asked her if she liked him or not. If she liked him, she would be everywhere. If she didn't like it, forget it. The twisted melon was not sweet and saved him such a mess.

……

In the cemetery, Old Master Zhou and Father Zhou were talking to the elders of Zhou's family. Mother Zhou knelt on her grave with a cold crotch and burned paper money.

Today, Cold Iris was dressed in black, with a black hair plate and a little white flower in her ear, and she threw a piece of paper money into the fire basin.

It was cold and raining.

“Come on, get the umbrella.” The servants ran away.

Cold Iris did not move, when a pair of black leather boots appeared in the light of her eyes, and someone supported an umbrella over her head.

She looked up at the leather boots, two long legs that could no longer be straight, a thin blue V-neck sweater, black cotton clothes, Zhou Yao held an umbrella and stood beside her.

“It's raining.” He looked at her with his eyes open and his mouth snapped.

He appeared to be somewhat overhanging. Cold Iris needed to look up at him. Her angle was his perfect and refined figure curve. His neck line was three-dimensional. The throat was more raised than the average man, showing a few sharp points.

She crashed into his smiling eyes, and he was looking at her tenderly.

Cold eagle, then retracted his gaze and continued to burn the paper.

The maid took the umbrella and continued. Zhou Yao knelt beside her. He took some paper and threw it in the fire basin in front of her, “Grandma, this is your granddaughter-in-law, are you satisfied? ”

He twisted.

Cold Iris didn't know what he was up to. Yesterday, the man with the powder bottle suddenly changed his temper. At that time, he held her cold right hand, “Is the hand better? ”

She's gonna take her hand back.

At this time, "Zhou Yao,” Master Zhou shouted in the distance, "come here. ”

“Wait for me, I want to talk to you.” He whispered in her ear, "I wanted to finish what I said that night. ”

Zhou Yao got up and left.

After burning the paper money, Cold Iris and Zhou Mother stood in a corridor to shelter from the rain. They were waiting for Zhou's man.

Cold eagle looked at Zhou Yao, he stood in the wind and rain to talk to the elders, the topic was probably boring, he showed a little carelessness, maybe he noticed her gaze, he also looked.

The eyes of the two collided, and he snapped his lips and frowned at her.

Mother Zhou saw the two interact like this and quickly covered her mouth and smiled.

Cold Iris quickly retracted her gaze and looked elsewhere, but she knew her heart was starting to jump again.

Looks like someone threw a rock on her calm lake.