My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Cold Iris felt that she was one step closer to the truth, she was a little excited, then “bang”, she directly hit a human wall.

“Pfft”, her phone fell to the ground.

Looking up, she stood in front of her with a handsome pencil. They had just met in the back garden, Zhou Yao.

He stood up with an umbrella, and she hit him directly because she was so committed to the scorpion thing.

“You... what are you doing here?” She was surprised.

Is the party over? Even if it's over, he should go back to Zhou's house. Zhou's house is not on this road, and Han Xuan?

Zhou Yao held his umbrella over her. His half strong shoulder was quickly wet by the rain. He frowned and looked at her. "How can you run in the rain? You'll catch a cold. ”

Being cared for so gently by him, Cold Iris would just feel sad, and she bent over and reached over to pick up her phone.

But one of the long arms reached over and moved faster than her, and the phone was picked up in a big, well-defined palm.

The screen of the phone was still on the painting, and he was shocked, afraid that he would see it, so he reached out and grabbed it, "My phone! ”

Zhou Yao had already seen it. He glanced at the painting. His eyes stopped on the bracelet of the old man. He saw her come to rob it. He handed it over immediately, “Here you go. ”

Their cheeks were gently rubbed in the air.

This accident made them both stiff, the woman's cheek was different from the man's, and her soft skin rubbed against him and she felt the fine scum on his face, and she felt painful and itchy.

She quickly straightened herself.

Zhou Yao also stood tall, and the two people stood under a black umbrella, because Zhou Yao's eyes were dark and dark after the intimate move. He said, “Are you... okay? ”

In the garden, he wanted to ask.

“Yeah.” Cold Iris nodded, “How about you? ”

“Not bad. ”

When the voice fell, they were both silent. Zhou Yao glanced at the heavy rain outside the umbrella, “You and Night Flyer... Night Flyer is a good choice...”

He used to be hostile to Night Flyer, making her laugh, and now he praises Night Flyer for the first time.

Cold hearts are very unpleasant. It looks like a big palm pinched her heart, and she started to feel tight and numb again. "If nothing happens, I'll... go first...”

She lifted her feet and left.

“Iris!” And as he rubbed his shoulders past, she had her slender wrist snapped by him.

Cold eagles stifled and quickly retracted their hands.

But Zhou Yao broke loose one step first. He handed her the umbrella and then shallow his lip corner. "Here's the umbrella, I'll go first. ”

He turned around and left.

Cold Iris holds the umbrella he handed over, on the umbrella handle, where he just held it, warm... wet, his palms seem to be sweating.

She looked up at the man's back, and he had come a long way, and his footsteps across a small pond were still so powerful and powerful, but his back seemed so depressed and lonely in the rain.

Cold Iris looks at the heavy rain of the day, like, she's in the mood right now.

……

Zhou Jia.

Zhou Yao walked into the living room and Mother Zhou greeted her immediately. She twisted her eyebrows. "Why are you all wet? What have you done this rainy day? ”

“Nothing...”

Mother Zhou sighed. Since the Cold Iris left, his son has become more and more closed and unable to say a few words a day. "Somebody get the master a dry towel and make another bowl of ginger soup. ”

“Mom, I'm going upstairs to take a shower.” Zhou Yaobao opened his long legs and went upstairs.

Han Xuan heard the downstairs movement in the room. She knew Zhou Yao was back. After the banquet, he did not come back with them. He left alone.

She knows he went looking for the Cold Iris.

Han Xuan took a deep breath under pressure, she couldn't go any further, she couldn't beg for half the benefits, she had more important things to do.

She opened her hand, and she had a few leaves in her hand, which she had just picked in the garden.

She's a doctor, and she's studied all kinds of herbs.

Tonight she's going to be Zhou Yao's woman.

Han Xuan smashed all the herbs and rubbed them on herself, then she pushed the wheelchair out of the room, and she came to Zhou Yao's room.

“Knock," she reached for the door, but knocked twice and the door opened automatically.

She looked into the room, Zhou Yao Zheng was standing in front of the bed, just after taking a bath, he was wearing a pair of black trousers, and he was wearing a tight waist with a cold metal belt. He was putting a crew neck shirt over his head with his eyes hanging down, and his shoulder blades on both sides of the jumper were all open backwards, as dangerous and powerful as a fluttering lion.

He had his face flanked, his short black hair dripping down the water beads.

Han Xuan glanced at him and blushed quickly. He was the strong man who inspired female hormones in such minutes.

When she was a bit of an idiot, an indifferent voice rang in her ear, "What can I do for you? ”

Han Xuan looked up, Zhou Yao dressed up and had already looked at her.

“Brother Zhou, I can't reach you if I'm okay. Don't forget, I'm already your wife.” Han Xuan pushed the door open and pushed the wheelchair in.

Zhou Yao noodles had no expression. “I'm sleepy. Go back and rest. ”

“Brother Zhou, I'm not going back,” Han Xuan used to hold his arm. She looked at him like water. “We're a couple now, don't you want me? ”

Zhou Yao retracted his arm and shook his head, "No. ”

Han Xuan was anxious, he didn't expect him to really answer so seriously, "Brother Zhou, are you still thinking about the cold Xuan? As you can see today, Cold Iris is doing well now. She is the girlfriend of Night Iris. Who is Night Iris? The Emperor is the best son. How many ladies broke his threshold and begged him to take a look, but he saw Cold Iris. ”

“Brother Zhou, what do you want? Do you still want to get involved with her? Don't forget that you are already a married couple, you dominate her and only cause her trouble, you can't be too selfish! ”

Zhou Yao calmly listened to these words, he restrained his eyebrows and said softly, “I didn't...”

He really didn't.

Though he thought about it, that night, coming back from the top of the mountain, he begged her not to leave on the phone, and he really wanted to occupy her for a long time.

He is indeed a very selfish man.

But she left that night and never came back, so he didn't have those thoughts anymore, and he didn't dare.

He just couldn't control his footsteps, and his eyes would be drawn to her, but where she appeared, his heart wasn't his anymore.

He wants to see her, even for a second.

For the past two decades, he had never thought he'd become such a person for a woman to hang her stomach and a child to long for.