My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

He heard everything she said to Han Xuan. Even though he knew the woman knew him, he moved again, and she said his voice.

With such a woman around him, he felt that life was arbitrary and fulfilling.

He felt sorry for himself.

Cold Iris hugged him around his neck and kissed him. They haven't been close for a long time. She missed him a lot and missed everything about him...

Suddenly it was cold, he pulled away, he took out his palm and helped her re-button the broken button on her chest.

She opened her eyes and her voice was all glowing, "Zhou Yao, what's wrong? ”

He obviously wanted it too.

Zhou Yao looked up at her. The woman's eyes were full of water. She brought a little confusion with her. She fell under his eyes like a hooky little fairy. His voice was mute. “Not now, I forgot to bring... a set...”

When she heard the last word, she remembered the miscarriage. She hugged him by the neck 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, don't. ”

“Zhou Yao...”

“Daughter-in-law, be good,” Zhou Yao kissed her forehead nicely, "Don't make another third party in the last few days, I just want to have a good time with you. ”

Third party…

Cold Iris knew it was just an excuse for him to get pregnant in October, and when this third party was born, it was ten months later.

He just doesn't want to have kids with her, he's gone, he doesn't want to leave a kid for her.

She understands.

Cold Iris raised his head and kissed his hard jaw, "Zhou Yao, let's go home. It's been a long time since I've been home. Grandpa and Mom must have missed us. ”

“I was just about to tell you that the old man sent us home this morning and the car was ready outside. ”

“Well, honey, let's go home. ”

……

Zhou Jia.

Zhou Yao walked in with Cold Iris's hand.

Old Master Zhou and Father Zhou Zhou were both there. Mother Zhou smiled in front of her, and she looked several times in the hands of the Cold Spider. "Zhou Xiao, thank God, you are fine, you are fine. ”

“Mom, I'm fine. ”

“Zhou Yao has already told us the reason for the incident this morning. The heartbeat I heard, Yu, your idea was really... too bold.” Mother Zhou touched her chest and was afraid.

At this time, Master Zhou said, "Haha," this is called a broken cauldron wreck, tiger mouth for a living, yu, well done! My own granddaughter-in-law, yes! ”

“Zhou Yao, compared to you, can only dance knives to get guns, straight ahead, he is worse than you.” Father Zhou laughed.

Cold Iris listened to the family praise her, and she smiled with embarrassment.

“Come on, don't flatter me, or my daughter-in-law's tail is going up in the air.” Zhou Yao said with a narrow eye.

The family “haha” laughed.

“Well, let's not stand talkin '. It's a reunion day. I've got a table to prepare. Let's go to dinner. ”

……

The family sat at the table, and Zhou Father took a bottle of white wine, "Dad, Zhou Yao, this is a '98 collection of white wine. It's very powerful. Tonight our grandfather drank a little. ”

Old Master Zhou, Father Zhou, Zhou Yaoping doesn't drink alcohol at all. The reason for work is that he can't drink alcohol. He can only drink a little on festive days.

“Okay.”

Father Zhou poured alcohol into the cups of the three of them. Mother Zhou also poured a little wine into the glass of cold rice balls with a ceramic flower pot. “Yu, this is homemade laurel sauce, a little alcoholic, but it won't get drunk. It tastes good. Try it. ”

Cold Iris sipped and nodded, “Well, sweet, delicious. ”

Mother Zhou smiled and retracted the ceramic flower pot.

Master Zhou raised his glass, “Come on, let's have a toast to celebrate the risk of invisibility, and our family can be reunited again. ”

“Cheers. ”

The family raises their glasses.

The servant served a dish at the table, warm and full of fragrances, the light was just right, the atmosphere was intense, the heart felt warm and warm.

At this time, she had an extra rib of sugar and vinegar in her bowl. She looked to her side and saw Zhou Yao around her smiling lightly. His eyes were very sweet.

Cold Iris clamped up the chopsticks and bit the ribs, and, um, it was delicious, and the sweetness went all the way to her heart.

“Zhou Yao,” Master Zhou drank two drinks in a row, then reached out and patted Zhou Yao's shoulder, "Men sweat, big husband, whenever should have their own choice, Grandpa is a little harsh on you, but you should understand that Grandpa is for your own good. Likewise, your choice Grandpa strongly agrees. ”

“Our Zhou family has served the people for generations. In fact, I, your father and you have all done dangerous work, the heights are cold, your illness... It doesn't matter, Grandpa and your parents accept it, Grandpa has not said that you have done well for the past 10 years, you are a qualified soldier, you can afford the Zhou family door tag, and Grandpa feels sorry too. ”

“Dad," Zhou Father pushed Mr. Zhou's arm, "today is a happy day, why are you talking about this? ”

“I'm afraid if I don't say it again, I won't have a chance...” Mr. Zhou said, “We'll stop talking about it, eat, eat. ”

The atmosphere at the dining table was deeply saddened. Cold Iris knew that the family was sad and saddened by Zhou Yao's illness, but they staunchly hid their grief in their hearts. In the last few days, all they wanted to leave Zhou Yao was a smiling face.

Cold gills suddenly feel painful.

At this point, her little hand under the table was wrapped in a big, dry palm, and her ears whispered a man's whisper, “What are you thinking? Eat!”

Still such an overbearing tone.

The cold orbit was hot, she didn't look at him, she didn't dare to look, she was afraid that the tears in her eyes would fall out of control.

“Yeah.” She picked up the chopsticks for dinner.

……

After dinner, the two returned to their rooms.

Zhou Yao quickly flushed his long, damp hair when he sat on the dresser after taking a bath.

“I'll blow it for you.” He took the hairdryer in her hand.

Cold Iris looked at him through the mirror, in the early spring, he wore a black shirt after bathing, the shirt button fastened in the middle, revealing a tight curve of the man's chest and waist, a black trouser below, and no belt tied.

He didn't like to wipe his hair with a towel after a bath, when the short hair was wet on his forehead, and he was young and handsome at the moment without the hardness and power of the week.

“Do I look good? Keep watching your saliva coming out. ”

Zhou Yao grabbed the hair dryer with his hand and wrapped her long hair around her long index finger with his long, careless twist.