Chapter 850 You Don’t Know What I Want to Do

Leng Zhiyuan almost couldn't swallow a mouthful of rice, kid?

What the hell?

There were no children around her, and she had never thought about having any children. The word "child" never appeared in her life dictionary.

She raised her head and looked at Mr. Zhou blankly.

Mr. Zhou was still talking non-stop, as if the so-called "child" was already in Leng Zhiyuan's belly.

At this time, Zhou Yao reached out and held Leng Zhiyuan's little hand. He looked at Mr. Zhou and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will work harder."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Mr. Zhou said "Okay" three times in a row.

Leng Zhiyuan quickly withdrew her hand and continued eating.

…

After eating, the two went back to their room. Leng Zhiyuan went to get her pajamas and prepare to take a bath.

"Mrs. Zhou," Zhou Yao followed her like a puppy that couldn't be shaken off, "Did the old man's words scare you?"

"No." She replied casually.

Zhou Yao crossed his chest with one hand and touched his resolute chin with the other, "Just listen to what the old man says and don't take it seriously. I will bear all the pressure for you. Children are too troublesome and I don't like it either, but It's impossible not to have a child, Mrs. Zhou, that's what I think. In a year or two, we will have one, which is equivalent to completing the task. When the baby is born, it will be handed over to my mother, and we will continue to live our previous life..."

"Major General Zhou," Leng Zhiyuan turned around and interrupted him, and gave him a roll of his eyes, "Who said I want to have a child with you?"

Talking to myself, simple thoughts…

This lyric is written for the man behind her.

She walked into the shower room.

Zhou Yao immediately followed, "Mrs. Zhou, what do you mean? If you don't have a child with me, who will you have it with? Are you still thinking about Ye Ziyi?"

Leng Zhiyuan was speechless. She threw her pajamas in the bamboo basket and walked into the frosted glass door to adjust the hot water.

"Mrs. Zhou, I've told you N times, there's nothing good about Ye Ziyi, he's just trying to coax the little girl. No big deal, no big deal I'll change it in the future."

Change it?

Leng Zhiyuan smiled slightly when he heard this, "How do you change it?"

"Didn't you dislike me for being overbearing and rude before? From now on I will be gentler, ask for your consent in everything, and give you the respect you want." Zhou Yao said stiffly.

Leng Zhiyuan didn't say anything, but she felt sweet in her heart.

Can the word "gentle" come out of his mouth? Yes, he has a good attitude.

Zhou Yao saw her standing quietly behind the glass door, adjusting the hot water, without giving him an answer. He frowned, and then he saw the pajamas in her bamboo basket. His eyes flashed, and he quickly ran away quietly. Got out.

When he ran back, he already had a red lace pajamas in his hand, and he gently put the pajamas into the bamboo basket.

At this time, Leng Zhiyuan poked his head out and said, "Why are you still here? Get out, I want to take a shower."

Zhou Yao snorted disdainfully, "You think I'm going to peek?" He walked outside, noisily saying as he walked, "One day you will take off your clothes and show them to me."

Leng Zhiyuan:…

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Zhou Yao leaned into the sofa in a beautiful mood, with his two long legs stacked on top of each other. He held a magazine in his hand and read it leisurely.

He didn't know what was written in the magazine. He only knew that the woman took too long to take a shower. Why didn't she come out?

What would she look like in that red nightgown?

She must be beautiful and enchanting.

The last time I saw her wearing gorgeous clothes in Myanmar, the delicate colors perfectly complemented her stunning facial features. Compared with the cold and dark colors, warm colors lived up to her youthful look.

Thinking like this, he felt hot all over.

At this time, "Zhou Yao!" Something cool and slippery flew over and covered his head, and Leng Zhiyuan shouted angrily, "What is this? You are so shameless!"

Zhou Yao reached out and took off the red pajamas on his head. He looked up and saw the woman in her black vest glaring at him fiercely and contemptuously.

Zhou Yao shrugged, well, this woman really has no interest at all.

He stood up and walked to the shower room, "It's okay if you don't wear any clothes. Why are you still cursing?"

He closed the door with a bang.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at his back and her teeth itched with anger. She glanced sideways at the red pajamas left on the sofa. The neckline was so low and so short. What could a little thin material cover?

His thoughts are too dirty!

She lay down on the big bed angrily, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

…

Soon, the door to the shower room was opened, and with a cool air, footsteps came and stopped beside her bed.

Leng Zhiyuan opened her eyes and looked sideways at the man. Zhou Yao was standing next to her with his upper body naked and a pair of black trousers underneath, looking at her with burning eyes.

Her eyes slid down from his bronzed chest. He was not wearing a belt, he was homely and lazy, but the bulge in his trousers chain was hard to ignore.

It was obvious what he wanted to do.

Leng Zhiyuan stood up quickly and alertly, but it was too late. Her vision went dark. The tall and long-legged man had already pressed down. She raised her legs to attack, but he suppressed her knees. When she tried to move her hands, he struck her with a palm. He went down and pressed her into the corner. The severe pain in her shoulders made her move slowly, and her hands were already restrained.

Although she knew that he could come to her head at any time, this time he went too far and came to her bed at the slightest disagreement.

"Zhou Yao, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Yao looked at her little face that looked unusually lively because of her anger, black hair, white skin, and fiery red lips. This combination of colors strongly stimulated his eyes.

Raising his hand and rubbing her face with his rough fingertips, he exhaled a turbid breath, "Don't you know what I want to do? I want to... do it..."

"You!"

"Tonight's soup is very nutritious, can't you guess what it is?"

Leng Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, and she was ashamed and angry. How could the Zhou family do this? This is a conspiracy to bully her!

"I don't agree. You want to force me? You just said you would be gentle with me."

"Okay, be gentle." Zhou Yao kissed her lips.

Leng Zhiyuan then understood what he meant by gentleness. Unlike the previous violent kisses, he slowed down his movements, but he still used force, like a person in the desert who suddenly found a source of water and drew deeply.

She cursed this man thousands of times in her heart, and never believed what he said again.

It was all nonsense.

Leng Zhiyuan was suppressed and could not move. She could only sit on the bed, her slender back pressed against the corner of the wall. The man's heavy body pressed on her. His strong panting like a beast took away the air and poured into her nostrils. She could only open her eyes and look at him.

He closed his thick and hard eyelashes and kissed her passionately. There were blushing sounds coming from their lips and teeth. The light in the room penetrated from behind him, smudged his entire handsome face.

At this moment, he was so wild and domineering that it was hard to look away.