Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou

Chapter 40
Originally, he needed to take sleeping pills to fall asleep.

At this moment, I don't know whether it was the alcohol or the softness in the lower abdomen. After a while, Zhou Hao lost his consciousness and fell into sleep.

Song Yanchu looked down at him, and saw that he was breathing calmly, but his brows were tightly furrowed, showing a bit of discomfort.

Her hands were sore and she didn't want to stop.

The mobile phone at the side vibrated on the quilt, Song Yanchu stopped and picked up the phone.

"Hello, the takeaway has been delivered to the door."

She glanced at the man with closed eyes, and said softly, "I'll come out right away, wait a minute."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and carefully cushioned Zhou Hao with a pillow. Just as he was about to get out of bed after putting on his shoes, he heard the man's soft voice, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to get takeaway, and I ordered a millet porridge for you."

Zhou Hao looked at her for a while, "Then you have to come back."

Song Yanchu was stunned for a second, her heart was scratched gently by something, she hummed, "Go to the door to get the porridge and come back, are you better, do you want to have porridge?"

"I don't want to." Zhou Hao shook his head lightly.

Song Yanchu went to the door to get takeaway, the porridge was still hot, it was quite a big bowl.

Put it on the coffee table casually, thinking about reheating it for Zhou Hao when he wants to eat.

After putting away the porridge, Song Yanchu turned and went back to the master bedroom.

When I walked to the door, I saw the innocent eyes of the man on the bed looking at me quietly, dark and pure, like a clingy pet, waiting for the company of its owner.

"Why don't you sleep?"

"I'm waiting for you." Zhou Hao looked at her with a low voice, and struggled to lie down on the inside of the bed, leaving a large space in front of him.

The eyes are clear, but also dependent.

Go to bed quickly.

Song Yanchu was also possessed, and consciously took off her shoes and went to bed.

As soon as he touched the bed, Zhou Hao wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his head in her arms, and grabbed Song Yanchu's hand with the other hand and turned it into the hem of his short sleeve, gently massaging his uncomfortable place.

Song Yanchu felt the heat from his palm, and his cheeks felt a little hot, "Let's rub it outside?"

The voice in her arms was muffled, aggrieved and pleasant, which tickled her heart, "It hurts to rub through the clothes, it's so comfortable."

.........

At a fixed point, Song Yanchu's biological clock arrived, even though she was very sleepy, she still woke up.

She stretched her hand towards the bedside table, trying to get the alarm clock to see what time it was, but she couldn't find it after a while.

When she opened her eyes, she saw dark brown curtains, and men's shirts and suit pants on the hangers. Her mind was shocked, and she realized that this was Zhou Hao's bedroom.

There was a "click" and the bathroom door opened.

The familiar smell of bath liquid filled the air, Song Yanchu heard the sound and looked over, and saw Zhou Hao coming out of the bathroom.

The man only wore a white bath towel, just like the last time Song Yanchu came to borrow the bathroom, his body was strong and his muscles were tight.

Song Yanchu quickly lowered his head, a wave of hot air appeared on his face, and the feeling of touching Zhou Hao's chest last night appeared in his mind, and he couldn't restrain his lax consciousness.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Song Yanchu lowered her head, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's ready."

The man's voice was clear, and he was completely different from the poor little girl who was lying in her arms last night.

"It's fine. You should drink less alcohol in the future. If the gastric ulcer is serious, you will need surgery."

Song Yanchu lowered her head and didn't look at him, she lifted the quilt on her body and prepared to get out of bed.

Zhou Hao saw her movement, walked quickly to the bed, pressed the corner of the quilt she had lifted, and covered it back.

As soon as he came out of the shower, the man's black hair was covered with water. With this sudden movement, the water droplets from his hair fell and dripped onto Song Yanchu's collarbone, which was icy cold.

Song Yanchu raised her head, and the man's gentle black eyes said, "Sleep a little longer, thank you for your hard work last night."

He didn't say thank you, just said hard work.

"I...I can go back to my room and sleep."

Facing the man's muscular figure at such a close distance, Song Yanchu was a little distracted.

In addition to the smell of bath liquid, Zhou Hao also had a male masculinity, which made people blush and heartbeat. She held her breath, but made her face even redder.

"Just sleep here." Looking at the beauty's flushed little face, which was moist and moist, Zhou Hao wanted to pinch it.

But thinking that if he made a move now, Song Yanchu would definitely become angry from embarrassment.

What's more, she was really tired after taking care of him last night.

"I'm going to the company right away, you need to sleep a little longer, you have to get used to changing the bed, now lie down and close your eyes and you can fall asleep quickly."

After finishing speaking, the man took the white shirt and suit pants to wear, turned his head to look warily at Song Yanchu who was on the bed, and walked into the bathroom again.

Song Yanchu grabbed the quilt and touched his collarbone. Last night, all his attention was on Zhou Hao's stomachache. Now he was lying on his bed, moving casually, surrounded by his breath.

She wondered whether to listen to Zhou Hao's words, and the bathroom door reopened.

White shirt and black suit trousers, the whole person immediately became more energetic, especially Zhou Hao's white shirt collar was unbuttoned, revealing the looming collarbone, which gave him the smell of an evil president.

Song Yanchu glanced at him, turned over while hugging the quilt, and closed her eyes with her back facing him, pretending to be asleep.

Zhou Hao was stunned, staring at the small ball on the bed, and smiled.

He took a dark blue tie and tied it himself.

Packed himself up and was about to go out, Zhou Hao stared at Song Yanchu for two seconds.

Do you want to go over and kiss her?

After thinking for two seconds, Zhou Hao turned and left the bedroom.

Forget it, Japan has a long way to go.

……

After being disturbed by Zhou Hao, although Song Yanchu was sleepy, she didn't feel sleepy anymore.

Her mind followed the man all the time, even though the bedroom was quiet, until he walked out of the bedroom, her attention was still firmly on him.

The sound of running water from the faucet, the sound of the toaster opening and closing, and the sound of opening and closing the refrigerator door.

I just lay there for a while, my heart was in a mess.

She didn't take a shower last night, so she just went to the bathroom to take a hot bath to relax.

Just as he got out of bed and walked to the door, a faint shadow was cast in front of him. Zhou Hao was wearing an apron on his shirt.

Just as he was about to come in, he smiled when he saw her, "I want to ask you to eat breakfast before going to bed or have breakfast after a full sleep."

"Aren't you going to the company?"

"There's still time to make breakfast."

Zhou Hao chuckled, took off his apron, and walked towards the restaurant, "If you wake up, eat breakfast before going to bed, a simple sandwich."

Song Yanchu followed him to the dining table, where two breakfast sandwiches were placed on a white disc, with two cups of pure milk beside them.

"Thank you."

"What did you send me on WeChat yesterday?"

The gentleman helped Song Yanchu pull the chair, and after Song Yanchu sat down, he sat opposite the woman.

"My dad was discharged from the hospital yesterday. I wanted to celebrate. My mom asked me to call you home for dinner, but you're busy with work, so it's okay."

The man took a sip of the milk, picked up the sandwich and took a bite, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Last night's entertainment can't be pushed away, I'm off work early today, and I'm going to see your father."

"Don't be so troublesome, my parents won't care."

Song Yanchu shook his head and refused, Zhou Hao was already very troubled during Song Kang's operation, he was busy with work, there was no need to occupy his rest time again and again.

"It's not trouble, it's etiquette." Zhou Hao took a deep look at her.

The sandwich in his hand was finished quickly, and he pulled a wet tissue to wipe his hands. The man took the suit jacket on the sofa, "I'm going to the company first, you eat slowly."

Song Yanchu turned to look at the door, frowning slightly.

courtesy.

　Huahua's birthday, plus four thousand, happy birthday~
　　(Turning more crying every day)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)