My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

This door won't stop me...

He's right, he wants to go into a place where a door is not a problem at all.

Cold Iris loosened his hand.

She walked into the living room, lifted her foot straight upstairs, and the footsteps behind her were like shadows. He followed her all the time, thinking about the cold shovel. If it was unavoidable today, let's be clear at once, so she didn't close the door when she entered the room.

Zhou Yao followed him into the room and closed the door with a bang on his back leg.

Cold Iris stood in the center of the room looking at him, and he looked at her quietly. It was already the afternoon, and the sunset outside the window narrowed through the veil, and those warm hallucinations spilled on his face, illuminating his thinner but more handsome face.

Today he was wearing a black T-shirt with black trousers underneath. Though he had lost a lot of weight, the man's skeleton was naturally strong and his tall legs stood like a god at the door.

His handsome five officials were all cut down, his side lines became harder and sharper, his face looked bad, those dark eyes stared closely at her, like an animal staring at his prey.

“Are you... ready?” She asked.

Hearing this question, Zhou Yao's thin, cold lips hooked up, “Well... thanks to you. ”

He's got a grudge, she knows.

“Well, then, what are you doing here? I think we've both made it clear that we... have nothing to say...”

“Oh,” he still laughed, "there's nothing to say to me, just talk to Yukie? In the last few days, you've been acting like a stranger to me? ”

His words were sharp and somewhat embarrassing to her. She and Night Flyer were not going to explain. Han Xuan's there should be enough for him.

Cold Iris turned around and took her bag off and hung it on the hanger. “Whatever you say... Zhou Yao, after all, we had a good fight, now we're together and scattered...”

Her words were not finished. Zhou Yao had come behind her and a large, well-contoured palm pressed against her shoulder and pushed her. Her back hit the wall directly.

There was an angry face in front of her. Zhou Yao's eyes stared at her, saying word for word, "Cold Iris, I really want to dig your heart out! ”

Cold Iris couldn't bear to look at him. Long pain was worse than short pain. She chilled and said, “Let go! This is Cold House, not where you want to do it! ”

Zhou Yao saw that her eyes were more red. He grinned at her lips and lowered his voice just enough for her to hear, "Do it? I really want to strangle you right now! ”

His palms moved up and pinched her fragile and beautiful neck.

She felt difficulty breathing when she was cold. She looked at him, only quietly. His palms were stretching. Her little face grew red gradually, but she did not speak or ask for forgiveness.

If that makes him feel any better, then let him.

Zhou Yao's dark flowing eyes gradually cracked. Like a broken net, she was so quiet that she couldn't help it?

He really can't help it.

Her neck was in his hand, and if he pushed hard, she would die, but he wouldn't dare, and his heart would ache for every stroke of his hand.

He never knew love could be so painful.

He smiled and retracted his hand, stretching his tongue to lick his dry, thin lips, and he mocked himself, "I looked for you the first time I opened my eyes, but they said you didn't come, you haven't even looked at me for eight days. ”

Covering her neck a few steps back, away from him, she carried herself behind her back and let the tears slip gently around the corner of her eyes.

“I don't believe what they said. I pulled the needle out of my hand and went out to find you. I ran down from the sixth floor, the fifth floor, the fourth floor, the third floor, the second floor, the first floor, I was searched one by one. I think you must have hidden somewhere in the corner to look at me. The people who passed by looked at me and pointed to me. They said I was crazy...”

“I think I'm really crazy, you pushed me away with your own hands, I still remember that you didn't come back that night, so definitely, I was lying to myself, why do I still think you'd come to see me? ”

“Oh, when I ran out of the hospital lobby and stood outside, a cold wind blew towards me, and then I was really awake, and you really didn't come. ”

“I still don't understand why you can be so harsh. You know what Han Xuan's rescue means to me, but you pushed me away. I just wanted to ask you today. Why, why? ”

Cold Iris stretched out his hand and wiped a tear on his face, didn't he? He just opened his eyes and looked for her like that?

She could imagine that picture, and he was wearing a blue and white striped medical uniform, and his face was pale and he was searching for her in the crowd, and he was really a fool.

“In jail that day, I said," What's the big deal? It's the separation of the two hearts that's the scariest thing. I can bear anything. But when I watched you suffer from the sickness once, I found that I wasn't as strong as I imagined... ”

“I'm scared, I'm afraid to open the door and see you fall in the blood, close my eyes... I'm scared, I'm afraid to see Grandpa and Mom getting older, white people giving black hair, if that day really comes, how do you ask them to bear it... I'm more afraid to see Brother and Peach come, they're all smiling, they're clearly giving you the last ride, but they won't say anything..."

“I gradually started to get scared of a lot of things. I had nightmares every night for those days. I slept beside you, but I would get up from time to time to spy on you with my forefingers...”

“It was only then that I realized that living is the most important thing, that there is hope...”

“So you pushed me to Han Xuan?” Zhou Yao interrupted her words.

Cold Iris looked back at him slowly, “Zhou Yao, in fact... Han Xuan has nothing wrong, if you don't meet me, you will definitely walk with Han Xuan... think about it, if you don't have me, you poisoned Han Xuan and can save you, you will definitely accept her help... Zhou Yao, just for a moment, what is wrong with you, you will assume that... you have never met me. ”

Zhou Yao stared at her, and he reached out his finger to her, “You're fucking playing p. Are you me? How do you know that Han Xuan and I are going to walk together? What do you mean, there's never been a word like that in my Zhou Yao's life dictionary! ”

When he finished yelling, Cold Iris was silent. She turned around and looked at the balcony in front. Her gaze began to blur. She stretched her hand over her mouth and refused to cry.

It's too late to say anything, and the end is doomed.