Chapter 46 What are you thinking about?
Ye Zehong's shoulder was bitten thoroughly by her, and the sunken teeth marks were bloodshot. When he touched the water in the bath, the wound stung and stung, as if she was hinting something to him.

As a doctor, he suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder. No matter how big the wound was, even if it would heal naturally in a few hours, he still took out the medicine box, disinfected the wound with iodophor, and applied anti-inflammatory ointment before giving up.

late at night.

He lifted the quilt and lay beside Lu Yao, feeling indescribably bored.

A few days ago, he and she were intimate in that villa.

At this time, they were lying on the same bed, but there was an insurmountable gap between them.

In her sleep, Lu Yao had a nightmare.

She dreamed that when she was a child, her mother stood on the cliff and smiled at her on the beach with huge waves. No matter how loud she cried, her mother seemed not to hear her and jumped into the bottomless sea.

The waves swallowed her mother instantly.

She stood on the edge of the cliff. When she was heartbroken and wanted to jump into the sea with her mother, her hand was tightly held by someone, and no matter how hard she struggled, she could not free herself.

Ye Zehong opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yao beside him, and found that her expression was painful. She was saying something but no sound came out. Big tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes, as if she had encountered something sad in her dream.

He moved closer to her and raised his hand to caress her back.

Again and again, very carefully, as if coaxing the treasure in the palm of my hand.

The familiar smell slowly relaxed her frown, and her body instinctively found his chest, placing her head on his chest, nestling softly in his arms, like a frightened kitten.

Ye Zehong hugged her tightly in his arms, filling the void in his heart.

The next morning.

Lu Yao opened her eyes with difficulty, her head was dizzy, and her head seemed to be stuffed with lead and iron, so heavy that she couldn't even lift it up.

She raised her hand and hit her forehead, her mouth was filled with bitterness, and a feeling of nausea rose into her throat.

Realizing what was about to happen, he rushed to the toilet and vomited.

"vomit……"

This time, Lu Yao really felt the pain of a hangover.

After vomiting, she went to the faucet to get water to clean her mouth. She looked up and saw her face in the mirror was swollen even more like a steamed bun, and she immediately held her forehead in annoyance.

"Drink some lemonade to wake up."

Ye Zehong handed the water glass to her and frowned when he saw that she was motionless. "Um?"

Although Lu Yao was drunk, she was not broken. She recalled the scene of her violence against Ye Zehong last night, her face suddenly turned red, and her eyes inadvertently glanced at his shoulder.

She didn't even understand why she wanted to bite him.

"Thank you, I'll wash up first and drink later."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed him out of the bathroom and quickly closed the door.

She stood in front of the mirror, scratching her hair manically.

crazy!

She is really going crazy!

knock knock knock...

Just as the knock on the door fell, a deep voice sounded: "Be quick and I'll take you back after you finish your porridge."

The master had already ordered the guests to be kicked out, so how could Lu Yao dare to stay longer?

After hastily washing up, she came to the restaurant.

Breakfast is white porridge that he cooked himself, and the side dish is soybean curd.

Lu Yao took a bite, and the thick rice aroma filled her entire mouth. It was sweet and delicious without any side dishes.

It was unimaginable that he, the crown prince of the first family, could cook such delicious porridge.

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Zehong watched her take a sip and then stopped moving, wondering if the porridge was not to her liking.

"I'm thinking……"

Just as Lu Yao was about to explain, the phone on her side rang, and the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number.

Ye Zehong glanced at the number and his expression darkened.

He said coldly: "This is my father's mobile phone number."

(End of this chapter)

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