My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Listen, Han Xuan's condition is not so bad, Cold Xuan is relieved. Although she has no fondness for Han Xuan, she is not a fraternal Virgin, but if something happens to Han Xuan, Zhou Yao will be worried for the rest of her life. From this point on, she doesn't want anything to happen to Han Xuan.

“Xiao Zhi, something happened to your Major General during this time, thank you very much. ”

Zhi shook his head, “I'm not struggling at all... I'm just anxious for the Major General... I can see that the Major General can't have you without his sister-in-law, but Miss Han Xuan can't have the Major General...”

This complex emotion confused and powerless the little one.

“The boat is naturally straight to the bridge and everything will be solved without too much worry.” Cold Iris said.

“Well, sister-in-law, hurry up and eat while it's hot. I'll go out first. ”

Xiao Zhi went out and sat at the table for dinner. The white rice filled a large bowl. She had no appetite, so she ate a little.

After eating well, she got up, and since she had come to rest, it was night time, she was going to sleep, the room was unconditional, and there was no bath, so she washed herself with a little water in the sink.

Coming out of the bathroom, she walked to the side of the bed, when she "squeaked” and the door to the room was opened.

Cold Iris quickly looked back and Zhou Yao returned.

“You're back?” She quickly walked forward and lifted her toes to help him take off his black leather coat.

“Mm-hmm.” Zhou Yao responded, his handsome face did not have much mood ups and downs, a man who was constantly in a mood, but his five officials were tight and his deep eyebrows fell into a layer of exhaustion.

He was just waking up, and he was still a patient, and he was going to take care of another patient.

Cold Iris held his black leather coat in his arms, the two sleeves of the leather coat had deep drag marks, and Han Xuan probably grabbed him extremely painfully, and he also had a long black hair on his shoulder.

Han Xuan's.

She turned her back and reached out and took that long hair off and threw it in the trash can at her feet.

At this time, a warm embrace was put up behind her, and the man buried his head in her hair and sniffed deeply. His voice was a little dull, but more gentle, “Han Xuan would hurt himself, so... I hugged her...”

Is that an explanation?

Because he saw her remove the long hair that Han Xuan had left behind.

Cold Iris couldn't help but laugh. This explanation is not very good for a woman. Why not explain it? His mouth is so stupid.

But also honest.

“Got it, I wouldn't mind the little thing...” Cold Iris hung his leather coat on the hanger and asked, "Have you eaten? ”

“Not yet. Have you eaten? ”

“I've eaten... I'll have Xiaozhi bring you another dinner...”

Zhou Yao glanced at the table. The rice and dishes on the table were still half full. She moved only a little. He frowned and looked at her. “Why are you eating so little? ”

“Because... the food here is not good...”

She pulled a lie. In fact, the food was delicious. She just couldn't eat it. She didn't want him to worry.

Zhou Yaoyuan picked out the eyebrows of the sword. He rubbed her hair with his hands and looked at her with pity. “The conditions here are limited. Our cold lady put up with it for a while. After this time, I will take you out for a big meal every day. ”

Cold Iris was amused, her eyes glanced at him and nodded with certainty, "Homeowner! ”

Zhou Yao smiled. He held her shoulder and took her to the table. Then he sat on the chair himself. He picked up her bowl and started eating.

“Hey, Chow Yao, that's what I eat left. ”

“Nothing, I don't dislike you. ”

Cold Iris had to look at him for dinner. Although he was famous for his origins, he had special people waiting for him to eat and wear his clothes, but he never picked them. Instead, he had been a soldier for a long time. He had many good, rustic qualities on his body.

So next time, she won't waste her food to keep up with him.

Soon Zhou Yao ate most of the rice bowl. Cold Iris cared for him. He asked, "The food is cold. Should I send you some hot soup? ”

“No need.” Zhou Yao put down the bowl of chopsticks and stood up. “It's the same with or without soup, you don't have to drink it...” He glanced at her, “Have you washed it? ”

His conversation changed a bit quickly, and the cold-hearted nodded, “Well, washed. ”

He pulled out his long legs and walked to the bathroom, "I'll go wash up and you'll wait for me in bed. ”

Is this the rhythm of his sleep?

Also, after eating, there was nothing else to do, then went to sleep, seeing as he seemed to lack sleep, he was tired for two days.

Cold Iris stretched out her little hands and patted herself in the face. Her face had become red, because he said, "Wait for me in bed”. She spit on herself in her heart. What was she thinking?

He didn't have that in mind. He only had surgery for two days, a patient!

……

Cold Iris went to bed, the bed was not big, but barely sleeping two people was fine. She just sat in bed and Zhou Yao walked out of the bathroom.

He washed a face, a strand of short hair dipped some water on his eyelids, the black T-shirt changed into a black shirt, snapped two buttons, a glance at the cold spine, in her eyes he could not hide his bad bones as long as he took off the uniform.

Zhou Yao went to bed after a few walks, because of his weight, the bed collapsed into a large chunk, and he threw a bottle of ointment in her hand, “Help me with the medicine. ”

He turned his back and took off his black shirt.

“Oh.” Cold Iris answered, then opened the bottle of ointment, and she looked at his back, and all the intricate wounds on his back had been scarred, many of them had already faded, but there were too many wounds, and it was still shocking to see.

Cold heartburn, she felt the orbit hot, put a little ointment in her hand, she gently helped him wipe his back, “What does this ointment do? ”

“Scar removing. ”

“Scar removal?” It is very likely that many deep, shallow wounds will leave scars later on, but with his personality... "Since when do you smell so good? ”

“I don't care, but don't you look scared? ”

“What?”

“Now my body is not mine alone, it is yours. ”

Cold Iris lagged behind and quickly understood what he meant. Was he afraid that she would look at the scars on his body in the future and suffer again?

She hammered him with her fist, “Seriously! ”

Zhou Yao picked his eyebrows and turned around. He patted himself on the chest, indicating that it was time for her to wipe the front. "It's no fun to be serious with your daughter-in-law. ”

The frozen face had a fever, and she couldn't say anything about it, so she stopped talking and concentrated on polishing him.

It was dark in front of him, and the man lay down his kiss.