My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Cold Iris also realized that her gaze had been on his face for too long, and she quickly retracted her gaze, “How do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me? ”

“Oh.” Zhou Yao gave her a low laugh.

At this point, the cold pimple felt a sore scalp, and she immediately screamed, “Gently, you're pulling my hair. ”

“The first time you blow a woman's hair, you have no experience, you put up with it.” He pulled her off again.

Cold Iris quickly grabbed the hair dryer in his hand and said, "I'll do it myself, you go. ”

“Do you really want me to go? ”

“Let's go. ”

“Shall I go? ”

“Let's go! ”

Zhou Yao didn't leave. He glanced at the woman in the mirror and muttered, "If you want me to leave, I'll go. Isn't that disgraceful? ”

Cold Iris pulls up his lips, and this man... is sometimes quite childish.

She blew her hair dry, put the hair dryer in place, and combed her hair with wood. The man behind her bent over and sniffed her long hair, "Smells good. ”

“Go away.” She pushed him with her back.

With this push, she felt her back pinned by something hard and hot. She blushed. He kissed her up and muted, "Push again? You've been waiting so long. Ready? ”

What, he stands in the back and waits for her for a purpose...

And for…

Zhou Yao pressed her shoulders and lifted her up easily. Her palms turned and she was turned around, her hips against the dresser.

He kissed her red lips.

He kissed hard, tried again and again to absorb her sweetness, he stormed at her, and not long later, she felt her lips and tongues numb.

His mouth was still haunted by the smell of light white wine, fresh and intense. Cold irises were a bit obsessed, his legs were soft and she reached out and held him in her waist with two small hands.

His little hand reached into his black shirt, all scarred and now scarred, leaving a pink trace, uneven.

She stroked it gently with her fingers and her whole heart turned into spring water for him.

“Really... no kids?” She still wants to ask.

Zhou Yao sat her down on the dresser and kissed her beautiful and delicate fan bone. He did not raise his head and replied vaguely, “Single mothers struggle...”

“But this hard work is a nostalgia, a hope, grandpa, you're the only one, they'll be... lonely, they need a little support..."

Zhou Yao kissed her with his eyes closed, then put his hand in his trousers pocket and took out a few small plastic packages hidden in his pocket. “They are them, you are you, you are only married to me... In the future, you will meet better people, miss better than read...”

There were two lines of tears in the corner of the cold eye that suddenly slipped off. She hugged him and raised her head, “So... don't you want to... get a marriage certificate with me...”

“No,” he said with his eyes dropped, “you're my daughter-in-law, forever, only...”

Cold Iris didn't know what else to say, and the decision he made could not be changed, and he had made plans to come softly, walk softly, leave nothing behind.

That's how he got rid of his straightforward personality.

Heard him unwrapping the plastic packaging in a hurry, the cold iris tears up, and pulls the corners of his lips. If that's the case, then stay together, it'll only take a few days...

She actively clamped his core with two legs.

But all the movements of the man suddenly stopped, the cold-hearted stagnation, quickly opened his eyes and looked at him, "Zhou Yao, what's wrong with you? Is it again...”

Zhou Yao restrained his eyebrows for a moment. There was a hidden pain on his face. Only a few seconds later, when he opened his eyes, his orbit was already red. “Daughter, get out first. ”

“No, I'm with you! ”

“Out!”

“Zhou Yao...”

“Be good, be good. ”

Cold Iris looked at the insistence in his eyes, and a few seconds later, she let him go, turned around and walked to the door, and before leaving the room, she said softly, “I'm right outside, you call me, I'm coming in. ”

She closed the door.

……

Cold eagle waited outside, the room quickly heard movement, “snap, snap," he threw something inside, then slowly she heard him groan extremely boring.

He's the kind of man who doesn't sound painful, and now he speaks out, probably out of instinct, and the pain is completely out of his control.

Cold Iris stood out cold, and from the moment she saw the picture, she often wondered how painful he was, how stupid he was, and if he stayed with her at least she could share some of his pain.

But now she knows it's not the same thing.

She felt her heart pinched by a huge clap and she was hurting the whole person to curl up. At this moment, she couldn't help him at all, she couldn't even take care of herself.

Tears in your eyes are like broken beads falling down one by one, and tears flow helplessly and quietly.

Soon a series of messy footsteps sounded in his ears, and Master Zhou and Father Zhou Zhou arrived.

“Iris, what's going on? Is Zhou Yao... sick? ”

Cold Iris quickly wiped her tears dry, and she nodded, "Mmm. ”

“I'll go in and take a look.” The three of them are breaking in.

“Grandpa, Mom and Dad," Cold Iris quickly blocked the three of them, "Don't go in. If he doesn't want anyone to see him like this, just keep the last bit of dignity for him...”

Master Zhou's face remained pale. Mother Zhou couldn't help herself. She lay low on Father Zhou's shoulder and wept.

This is probably the toughest time for the Zhou family. Four people stood outside listening to the noise of the house. They were heartbroken and couldn't do anything.

This sense of powerlessness spreads endless sorrow, sweeping the entire Zhou family in an instant.

I don't know how long it's been, half an hour, an hour, and the house is quiet and quiet.

Mother Zhou wiped a tear, “I'll call a doctor. ”

“Mom," Cold Iris said, calling her. She shook her head slowly. “Don't call a doctor, leave it to me. Go back to your room and rest. ”

“But...”

Master Zhou sighed, “Let's all go back. Anyway, going in won't do much... Yu, thank you for your hard work, you need to say something. ”

“Mmm.”

Old Master Zhou and Father Zhou left.

Watching the three men's backs disappear into sight, Cold Iris pushes the door in.

……

The room was a mess and almost everything that could have fallen fell fell, and Cold Iris looked up and saw a figure lying on the big bed in front of her, and she gently walked forward.

Zhou Yao was lying in bed, his eyes closed, his handsome outline tightened to horrible, his face was very bad, and his morbid paleness was blue.

His forehead, all the blue-blooded blood vessels on his body, looked down at the bloodstained black shirt on his body.