President's Sweet Wife

She didn't know if it was good or bad, but he stopped touching her.

His back was to her, and she could clearly feel his extreme disgust and even anger. She didn't know why he hated her so much. From the moment she stepped into Feng Family with her nose in her mouth at the age of five, she had sensed that he was extremely disgusted with her.

She didn't know how much older he was than her, but with his steady personality, he should be at least ten years older than her. He had already started high school when she was in primary school, and she was his most devoted fan with her nose running green. She chased after him on her short legs, which he had always mocked, calling him brother, which he always hated and denied.

After a few years had passed, she had slowly grown up. She finally understood that this jade faced man that was as cold as ice would not even spare her a glance. Even if all the Feng Family members told her that one day, she, Lu Qingzhou, would become the wife of Feng Ziyan, even if everyone called her Young Miss, even if everyone treated her as part of the Feng Family, but she was like an invisible person to him, as if she had never existed.

After crying, Lu Qingzhou wiped the tears off his face. Under the warm light, Feng Ziyan had already closed her eyes and was snoring softly. Since she had been living here by herself, apart from the bed in Aunt Xia's room, only this master bedroom had a bed. If she didn't sleep here, she would have to sleep on the sofa.

She resisted the pain and tried to crawl out of bed.

"It's late. You have lessons tomorrow, right? "Go to sleep."

Feng Ziyan's hand lightly hooked upwards, and she fell into his embrace. He had clearly fallen asleep, so why was he able to sense even the slightest movement from his surroundings? Feng Ziyan used the blanket to cover the two of them. His long arms came over and tightly embraced her. Lu Qingzhou's head was pressed against his chin, but Feng Ziyan did not open her eyes.

Lu Qingzhou did not dare to breathe. She thought that she would open her eyes until daybreak, but who knew that on such a warm and cold day, there would be someone holding her to sleep very quickly.

Feng Ziyan opened her eyes from the dim yellow light. The little girl in her embrace was sleeping soundly, unprepared. Her eyelashes were still filled with tears that had not dried yet. He gently wiped them away for her. For the first time in more than ten years, he was intimate with this little thing. He didn't realize that his actions were so gentle, as if he was treating a lover that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Lu Qingzhou woke up alone in the morning light. The wind outside the window blew against the curtain, bringing the first ray of light into the large master bedroom. She lay sprawled on the bed. The early spring breeze was cool and moist on her face. She casually pulled on the blanket to cover her face and then rolled herself into a spring roll.

She pulled at her hair, letting out a moan from her throat, and giggled somewhat painfully. She was thinking that he must have gone crazy, to dream that he was back. Not only did he dream of his return, he even had such a shameful dream.

"En!"

She turned over on her stomach and arched her back in the shape of a shrimp. Who knew that she would have to grimace and not move? Holy shit, there was actually a very real stabbing pain between his legs.

"You're awake?"

A real male voice, the one that she dreamt of day and night rang out. Lu Qingzhou turned around, and his hair immediately fell down to cover half of her stunningly beautiful face, like a ghost film, revealing only his two black and white eyes.

The wind blew her jet-black hair. Lu Qingzhou's eyes were wide open as he stared at the abs of her abdominal muscles. Her loose pants were wrapped around her waist, and the faint scent of men's perfume could be smelled in the air.

Lu Qingzhou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised his eyes and continued to look up.

Feng Ziyan's handsome face was unexpectedly reflected in her eyes. He was as handsome and charming as ever. His scrunched up eyebrows were in his eyes that were brimming with vigor. He did not hide his disgust towards Lu Qingzhou at all.

"Have you seen enough?"

Dong!

Lu Qingzhou fell down onto the floor and pulled out the hair in front of her eyes. A pair of grey cotton tow like a hill blocked her line of sight.

Feng Ziyan, she actually saw him.

Was he still dreaming?

Lu Qingzhou lowered his head and the corners of his mouth lifted into a deep and shallow smile. He did not dare to make a sound as he was afraid that the moment he spoke, his dream would disappear and her face would immediately disappear.