"My stuff... you've eaten more than just leftovers." His tone was pointed.
Xu Rongrong knew very well what he "referred to" and angrily swallowed the remaining food he had eaten. Anyway, he always had a way to make her eat it. This was called early death and early rebirth.
After dinner, Xu Rongrong said: "After you sign the agreement, send me a copy. I'll leave first."
"I didn't let you go." Zhan Yiyang pulled her towards the bed. She inexplicably remembered some ambiguous scenes and her face suddenly turned red, but Zhan Yiyang just pressed her on the stool beside the bed.
Then he lay on the bed and closed his eyes comfortably, "I want to sleep, stop talking."
"Zhan Yiyang..." Xu Rongrong frowned and just went to sleep. Why was he holding her hand?
Zhan Yiyang suddenly opened his eyes, pulled Xu Rongrong onto the bed, pressed her under him in a familiar manner, squinted his eyes and said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will make you unable to say a word!"
"..." All the blood in Xu Rongrong's body rushed to his face, and he turned away uncomfortably.
Hooligan! Too hooligan!
Zhan Yiyang curled his lips, turned over and lay down, closing his eyes with satisfaction, not forgetting to hold Xu Rongrong's hand tightly.
After a while, Xu Rongrong got up. He originally wanted to protest, but looking at Zhan Yiyang's tired face, he finally let him go.
Maybe, she is not the only one who has not had a good rest these past few days.
Looking at Zhan Yiyang quietly like this, Xu Rongrong felt as if time had returned to a time before nothing happened. They were together with a beautiful vision for the future, and lived every day like Valentine's Day.
Looking at it, Xu Rongrong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and his greedy eyes never moved away from Zhan Yiyang's face for a second.
The way he looked when he was sleeping was equally charming, and no one felt that time seemed to have stood still.
Gradually, Xu Rongrong also felt sleepy. She actually didn't sleep much these days. She stayed awake all night. Sometimes she managed to sleep for two or three hours, but she was always entangled in dreams.
At this moment, holding Zhan Yiyang's hand seemed to be the best time to sleep.
She lowered the chair and lay on the edge of Zhan Yiyang's bed.
Zhan Yiyang woke up immediately.
He never needed a lunch break. He closed his eyes today just to find an excuse to keep Xu Rongrong. He woke up as soon as she moved, thinking she was leaving. When he opened his eyes, he didn't expect that she actually fell asleep, her black hair falling casually.
Scattered on the edge of his bed, like an ink-colored flower.
In the past fifteen minutes, Zhan Yiyang got out of bed and carried Xu Rongrong to the hospital bed.
Although Xu Rongrong was not heavy, the wound on his shoulder was still a little painful. He frowned and lay down next to Xu Rongrong. When he was about to pick her up, she wrapped around her like an octopus and leaned against her with her small face.
On his chest, sleeping soundly.
Just like before, she likes to sleep with him.
In this way, how can he believe that this little white rabbit really wants to divorce him?
"Idiot." Zhan Yiyang reached around Xu Rongrong's waist, hugged her, put his head against her head, and closed his eyes.
This was the sweetest sleep Xu Rongrong had had in so many days after separation from Zhan Yiyang.
It's like returning to the most familiar harbor, breathing the familiar atmosphere, no worries about dreams, and sleeping so well that you can open your eyes.
She was so full of sleep that when she opened her eyes, she couldn't even react.
Why? Why are you lying in Zhan Yiyang's arms? Why is he holding her?
She looked at Zhan Yiyang with a horrified expression, but Zhan Yiyang just smiled and asked her: "Are you awake?"
"I..." She blinked, and after realizing it, she quickly lifted the quilt and looked at herself. She was fully clothed and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why do you look so disappointed?" Zhan Yiyang suppressed Xu Rongrong, "Should I do something to you?"
He did it on purpose, and Xu Rongrong knew it, so he said calmly: "I'll scream at you if you dare to do anything!"
"Of course you can 'scream'." Zhan Yiyang kissed Xu Rongrong's lips, "But do you want to tell me to go faster, or tell me not to stop, eh?"
"I will call for help!" Xu Rongrong became calmer, thinking that this would scare Zhan Yiyang.
Obviously, she underestimated Zhan Yiyang.
Want to call for help?
Zhan Yiyang narrowed his eyes and bit Xu Rongrong's lips hard. Xu Rongrong screamed in pain. He took the opportunity to cross her teeth with his tongue and do whatever he wanted in her territory.
Xu Rongrong could feel that Zhan Yiyang was really angry, otherwise he wouldn't have used so much strength.
But why should he be angry? They are in the process of divorce and shouldn't be like this.
"Zhan Yiyang..." Xu Rongrong struggled so hard that he didn't dare to use force, for fear of touching Zhan Yiyang's wound.
Zhan Yiyang looked at Xu Rongrong confidently, and the smile on his lips made people angry: "Didn't you say you want to call for help? Come on, call me."
"..." Who wants to really scream? Just scare him, okay?
"It seems that you are quite smart and won't waste your efforts." Zhan Yiyang took a deep sip on Xu Rongrong's fair neck and looked at the little strawberries he planted with satisfaction, "You just scream and break your throat, without me.
Even if you allow it, no one dares to come in."
"..." Shameless.
Zhan Yiyang raised his hand and unbuttoned Xu Rongrong's shirt. Xu Rongrong looked at him in horror, "You...if you don't let me go, I will really scream."
"They will only think that Major General Zhan and his little wife are too involved." Zhan Yiyang is not afraid at all.
Xu Rongrong was defeated by Zhan Yiyang's shamelessness, so she had to remind him: "We are getting a divorce, do you think this is appropriate?"
Zhan Yiyang wanted to swallow Xu Rongrong whole, and his fist fell on her pillow, "Xu Rongrong, try mentioning the word divorce again!"
Xu Rongrong subconsciously looked at Zhan Yiyang's hand. Sure enough, the white gauze on his palm was dyed red.
"You..." She held Zhan Yiyang's hand, "Don't move any more."
Zhan Yiyang sneered, "Aren't you going to divorce me? Why do you still care about me?"
"I..." Xu Rongrong had nothing to say and could only stare at Zhan Yiyang. How could this person not care about his body so much?
"Don't mention the word divorce to me again." Zhan Yiyang took Xu Rongrong's lips into his mouth, his movements much gentler than before.
The memory was brought back by Zhan Yiyang's movements, and Xu Rongrong realized how much he missed Zhan Yiyang like this. He kissed her softly, as if she were a fragile porcelain doll, the treasure of his life.
The long-lost tenderness tempted Xu Rongrong to sink.
Xu Rongrong was glad that she had enough sense left. When Zhan Yiyang's kiss fell on her eyebrows, she suddenly woke up and pushed him hard: "Zhan Yiyang, go away, I'm going home."
I took a hard look outside the window, but I didn't know why it was already dark.