Dangerous Billionaire Husband!

"In the kitchen?" Zhou's mother immediately raised her feet and went into the kitchen. "Ah, Zhiyuan, what are you doing? There are cooks at home. How do you cook? You've been Fried eggs? You see there are so many blisters on your hands, come on

Zhou's mother cried out angrily.

Leng Zhiyuan sat down in the sofa in the living room. Zhou's mother took a needle to pick the blisters on her hand. While picking up Zhou's mother, she reprimanded the next humanist, "young grandmother's hand is injured, do you just stand like that?"

The servant was sweating and hesitated to explain, "madam, little Young master, don't let We step in... "

"Asshole!" Master Zhou glared at Zhou Yao with his moustache. He raised his crutches and hit him on his back. "You must make such a bad family. I won't kill you!"

With a heavy muffled sound, Zhou Yao was hit three times on his back.

Zhou's mother saw that her son was really too much, and she didn't want to persuade him. Zhou's father was afraid that he would hurt his body. He stretched out his hand to pull him. "Dad, come on, this time it's Zhou Yao's fault. Let him kneel down to the ancestral hall."

"What are you waiting for? Shall I invite you? Go to the ancestral hall and reflect on your grandmother! " Master Zhou roared.

Zhou Yao got up, and the three sticks fell on his back. He seemed to have nothing to do with it. He pulled out his long legs and went to the side hall. As he passed the living room, he looked at Leng Zhiyuan's hand. There were about ten red and big bubbles on her white hands.

His heart a tight, like a big hand pinched his heart, he has a silk of pain.

Looking at her delicate profile, she comforted his mother in a soft voice, and her amazing facial features showed softness

He thinks she deserves it. If she does this to him

Even if it's not so gentle, she can throw the eggs in his face like before, and then argue with him. But now her attitude is clear, she doesn't want to talk to him, and regards him as air.

She's violent with him.

He hates cold violence.

"Hum!" He snorted coldly, pulled out his long legs and walked into the ancestral hall.

"The child Zhou Mu Qi has nothing to say.

Lengzhiyuan looks up slowly and looks at his back

……

Zhou Yao sat cross legged on the ground of the ancestral hall. He was bored anyway. He began to meditate until the temple door was opened at night. His mother came in with a rice basket.

Zhou's mother looks very bad, but how can her son not hurt? She puts the rice basket on the ground. She squats down to check Zhou Yao's back injury. "Don't move. I'll have a look."

"Mom, it doesn't hurt." Zhou Yao didn't let his mother touch him.

"You move again!" Zhou's mother reached out and grabbed Zhou Yao's ear.

Zhou Yao was most afraid of other people's ears. Of course, only his mother could handle his ears in his life. He stopped immediately, "Mom, let go."

Zhou's mother released her hand. She lifted up his clothes. There were three red marks on his back. His mother opened the medicinal wine and helped him wipe the medicine.

"Son, it's not your mother who said you were wrong. You did everything possible to get Zhiyuan back. Why are you angry with her?"

"When did I get her back? It's you and grandfather..."

"Come on, don't quibble. You're the flesh from me. I don't know what you're thinking? How old are you? 27 years old. Why are you making trouble with Zhiyuan today like a child? "

Zhou Yao didn't speak any more. If you think about it carefully, his behavior is really low. He might as well go back to the army when he has time.

"Son, your mother knows that you like the kite, so your mother can rest assured. Your mother knows that you have closed your heart since the incident happened to Mr. Han..."

"Mom Zhou Yao interrupted, this is the forbidden area in his heart, no one can mention it.

Mother Zhou sighed and then said, "son, Zhiyuan is a good girl. Don't look at her face. Her face is very cold, but her heart is very hot. As long as you treat her well, she will be softer than any other girl in the world. Don't be awkward. A man like a man, he likes to be afraid of something. He should be brave enough to chase him."

Zhou Yao disdains to listen to, he can't chase girls, usually looking at those men are sending flowers and chocolates, trying to chase people, he feels affectation, leisure.

Do you like it or not?

Like to be together.

Does she like him?

He was suddenly enlightened. After his grandmother's sacrifice tomorrow, he asked her whether she liked him or not. If she liked him, she would stay in one place. If she didn't like it, it would be fine. If she didn't like it, it would save him such a fuss.

……

In the cemetery, the father and father of Zhou are chatting with the elders of Zhou family. Zhou's mother kneels on the tombstone with Leng Zhiyuan and burns paper money.

Today, lengzhiyuan is dressed in black, has black hair, and wears a small white flower in her ear. She throws paper money into the brazier.

At this time, the hand a cool, rain."Come on, get the umbrella." The servants ran away.

Cold kite did not move, then a pair of black leather boots appeared in the light of her eyes. Someone held an umbrella on her head.

She looked up from her leather boots. She had two long legs that couldn't be straightened any more. She had a blue V-neck and a black cotton padded jacket. Zhou Yao stood beside her with an umbrella in his hand.

"It's raining." He looked down at her, his mouth slightly hooked.

He seems to be condescending. Leng Zhiyuan needs to look up at him. In her angle, he has a perfect and strong figure curve. His neck line is very three-dimensional, and his throat knot is protruding more than ordinary men, showing a bit sharp.

She ran into his smiling eyes, and he was looking at her tenderly.

Lengzhiyuan was stunned, then took back his sight and continued to burn paper.

The servant took the umbrella and continued to hold it. Zhou Yao knelt beside her. He took some pieces of paper and threw them into the brazier in front of her. "Grandma, this is your granddaughter-in-law. Are you satisfied?"

He joked.

Leng Zhiyuan didn't know what he was up to. The man who returned the powder bottle had a great change of temperament. At this time, her cold right hand was held by him, "is it better?"

She's going to pull her hand back.

At this time, "Zhou Yao," called out from the distance, "come here."

"Wait for me, I have something to tell you." He leaned into her ear and whispered, "I want to finish what I didn't finish that night."

Zhou Yao got up and left.

After burning the paper money, lengzhiyuan and Zhou's mother stand in a corridor to shelter themselves from the rain. They are waiting for the men of the Zhou family.

Leng Zhiyuan looks at Zhou Yao. He is standing in the wind and rain to talk to those elders. The topic is probably boring. He shows a bit of carelessness. Maybe he notices her eyes, and he looks sideways.

Two people's eyes collided, he raised the corner of his lips, and then raised eyebrows at her.

Seeing this interaction, Zhou's mother covered her mouth and laughed.

Lengzhiyuan quickly takes back her eyes. She looks away, but she knows that her heart starts to jump disorderly again.

It was like someone had thrown a stone on her calm lake.

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