Chapter 17 Haven't you hugged enough yet?
Lu Yao felt her vision darken and she felt dizzy!

This Ye Zemao really... wouldn't let her relax for a moment.

Faced with Qiao Waner's strange look, she could only smile and nod, laughing at herself: "I lack some sugar in my life, so I love sweets."

Qiao Waner responded with a smile: "I didn't expect Miss Lu to be so humorous."

When she smiled, her eyes curved into crescents, like sharp sickles, which gave Lu Yao a little headache.

This meal was really hard for Lu Yao to swallow. Although Ye Zehong specially prepared her favorite dishes, every time Ye Zemao personally put food into her bowl, she would receive a cold and stern look from Ye Zehong, which made her sit on pins and needles.

What made her choke even more was that Qiao Waner was very gentle and personally fed Ye Zehong, but Ye Zehong did not refuse.

Lu Yao really wanted to poke her eyes out, leave the stall and leave.

Especially the way Ye Zehong leisurely sipped red wine from a goblet reminded her of the intimate and loving memories of the three years when the two maintained an underground affair.

He likes to pour a glass of red wine before starting, taste it slowly like this, and finally feed the remaining red wine into her mouth in the form of kisses.

This happens again and again, never getting tired of it...

Lu Yao bit her lip to keep herself awake. He already had a fiancée and she shouldn't dwell on it.

After dinner, Ye Zemao suggested taking a walk in the back garden to eat.

Four people walked in pairs, one behind the other.

Lu Yao looked at Qiao Wan'er's intimate figure holding Ye Zehong's arm, her interest was lacking, and she couldn't take in the beautiful scenery around her.

Summer is the season when lotus flowers bloom.

Ye Zemao insisted on going to the lake to pick blooming lotus flowers and buds to make her happy.

Qiao Waner pretended to be envious and said: "Miss Lu, you are so lucky. It would be great if Zehong's third brother was half as interested in you as he was in me. But it's a pity... well, it's okay not to say anything."

Lu Yao stood by the lake, reluctantly smiling.To her, every word Qiao Waner said expressed envy, and every word seemed to be showing off.

How can a woman openly admit that she is unlucky and has chosen the wrong man?

As soon as Ye Zemao came ashore, he handed the picked lotus and lotus flowers to Lu Yao, knelt down on one knee, and said affectionately: "Lu Yao, when I first saw you, I felt that you are as pure and elegant as lotus."

Lu Yao smiled awkwardly.

I have to admire Ye Zemao's realistic and first-class acting skills in playing the affectionate young man.

She reached out to pick up the lotus. As soon as her fingertips touched the lotus stem, a man with long, messy hair and ragged clothes appeared out of nowhere. He pushed Lu Yao hard and snatched the lotus away first.

He shouted in a very ferocious tone: "No one can tarnish my lotus."

Lu Yao was unprepared and fell into the lotus pond at the back, waving her hands in the air randomly. She was wearing a light-colored chiffon dress. If she fell into the pond, her wounds would be exposed.

Qiao Wan'er smiled, ready to see her make a fool of herself.

Ye Zemao stretched out his hand to give her a hand, but it was too late.

Lu Yao thought she would fall into the water and become a drowned rat, but she didn't expect to fall into a strong and warm chest.

A familiar scent passed through my nose.

Ye Zehong held her back with one hand, while her delicate hand hung on his neck.

Their eyes met, and the intimate moments from the past were still vivid in their minds.

Lu Yao's cheeks were quietly blushing, and her heart was beating fast.

When Qiao Waner saw this scene, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said, "Miss Lu, haven't you hugged me enough?"

(End of this chapter)

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