Chapter 689: Zhihao is speechless after being resented
Sure enough, he lay on the bed and didn't want to get up, and Zhihao couldn't sneak out quietly for morning exercise.
Zhihao had just sat up in the morning light. Rouyu threw herself into Zhihao's arms with sleepy eyes and hugged Zhihao's neck tightly.
Zhihao could only hug her, warm and fragrant, and Zhihao began to caress her gently.
Rouyu was still too lazy to get up, so she had a better reason to stay on the bed. The reason was that she was hurt.
Zhihao secretly smiled and had no choice but to get up alone. The morning exercise time had passed early, so Zhihao could only prepare breakfast, and then wandered around the house. When he entered his hut, he felt a kind of pure kindness, which seemed to have started from a certain day.
At first, I never entered this house again. It seemed like yesterday and it seemed so far away.
When the fragrance of milk wafted, Rouyu lazily got up from the bed, hurriedly washed up, and took the first sip of milk into her mouth. Rouyu shook her head happily.
Packing things, there aren't many things that need to be packed, but there are still things that need to be packed, after all, I have to leave.
Rouyu was indeed as well-behaved as she imagined, and she hurriedly put her clothes into her suitcase.
After Zhihao packed his clothes, there were also weapons that needed to be packed. These weapons were previously kept in the car. When traveling far away, Zhihao needed to handle them properly.
At this time, Zhihao's skills may have reached the level where he can kill people by picking up random objects, but the feeling of having a weapon with him is still different from that of bare hands. Zhihao put a short gun at the bottom of the box, and the gun was surrounded by black
of silencer.
The short knife given by Liu Zhihao was also placed at the bottom of the box. It seemed that there was no need to carry it with him. A few darts were carried upside down on his body, which might be of some use.
Seeing Zhihao put away his weapons, Rouyu took out the exquisite pistol and looked at Zhihao. Zhihao smiled slightly and said, "Take it with you from tomorrow on."
Two messages, one is to raise awareness of protection, and the other is to travel tomorrow.
When the two suitcases were placed side by side at the door, Zhihao and Rouyu sat quietly on the sofa, neither speaking, seeming unspeakably worried.
Zhihao broke the melancholy silence with a joke.
"Yu'er, it's almost noon, aren't you going to cook?" Zhihao said with a smile, "You won't be hungry and can't afford to stay on the bed again, right?"
Rouyu looked at Zhihao, and a smile gradually appeared on her face. There was a bit of shyness in her smile, "It's all your fault. You hugged Yu'er all morning... and wouldn't let go. You even bullied Yu'er..."
Zhihao smiled silently, nodded and said, "It's all my fault. Why don't you take Yu'er out to eat? Thank you for your hard work."
"Yes." Rouyu smiled and nodded, "What a hurt woman needs most is comfort. You know you love me."
After changing clothes and about to go downstairs, Rouyu pulled Zhihao and said, "Eat at home. Yuer will not have many opportunities to cook for you in the future. Yuer wants you to eat the food cooked by Yuer herself today.
"
It was a bit tragic that he generously took risks. Zhihao smiled and patted Rou Yu's face with firm eyes, "Yu'er, I'm afraid you will be tired."
"I'm not tired." Rouyu smiled lightly, "As long as you don't hold Yu'er endlessly."
The words almost invariably led to a certain aspect, Zhihao smiled silently and was speechless.
Simple meals brought out simple warmth. Perhaps, as Rouyu said, such opportunities will become less and less in the future. Zhihao ate a lot, and it seemed that he even finished his dinner.
I have a very regular life. I clean up after lunch and take a lunch break.
When she got up from her lunch break, Rouyu could not get up from the bed again. She lay in the thin quilt and soft pajamas. In the soft pajamas, her warm and tender body was lying.
Rouyu felt warm and comfortable in Zhihao's arms. She put her little hand into Zhihao's clothes and placed it on his chest, as if listening to Zhihao's powerful heartbeat, which was rich and firm.
Zhihao looked out the window, thinking about the scene at night, and heard Rou Yu's low voice, soft and charming, "If you want to love Yu'er, you can... right now."
A lovely petite woman with tenacious vitality.
Zhihao smiled slightly, with a hint of joking, "I don't want to love you now."
What Zhihao didn't expect was that Rouyu looked at Zhihao openly, the blush on her face still existed, but she suppressed it with extremely firm belief, and could not let the blush go up even more.
"Yu'er wants you to love her." Rouyu said in a low voice.
Can you let the beauty say it again?
Zhihao starts to kiss Rouyu...
The curtains were not closed, and the afternoon sun shone lazily in, giving it the unique brightness of early spring.
Calmly, Zhihao held Rou Yu in his arms and whispered, "Yu'er, the curtains haven't been closed yet?"
Rouyu looked shy, even more beautiful than when she was at her most beautiful just now. She hurriedly shrank into Zhihao's arms and pressed as close as possible, "Why don't you close the curtains?"
After a low voice of resentment, Rouyu added another sentence, squeamishly and resentfully, "Every time you are... so impatient that you don't care about anything."
Zhihao was speechless.
They didn't continue to sleep soundly with comfortable fatigue, nor did they talk endlessly of tenderness, but just hugged each other quietly. The sun was gradually turning westward, which was good. There was no need to close the curtains, and the warm sunshine shone in.
, even through the quilt, there is already a comfortable warmth.
Zhihao kissed Rouyu's cheek, which had calmed down from the redness and turned into a delicate and lovely luster. Zhihao said softly, "Yu'er, is it time to get up and get dressed up and meet with the bosses in the evening."
Rouyu smiled and said, "Lie down for a while."
After lying down for a while, Zhihao quietly asked again, "Yu'er, is it time to get up?"
Rouyu just said nothing, her face pressed in front of Zhihao, soft and charming.
Zhihao patted Rou Yu's smooth back gently and said leisurely, "Okay, Yu'er, if this continues, we will never be able to leave here."
"Yu'er knows." Rouyu's low voice was filled with a bit of delicate sadness, "Yu'er just wants to stay in your arms for a while longer, maybe in the future..."
Zhihao held Rou Yu's face and kissed her again and again, "Yu'er, don't think so much, Zhihao will always be Yu'er's Zhihao."
At night.
Regarding the time, Zhihao checked his watch. It was just past 8 o'clock.
The location was still the same hotel that Fan Juan gave to Daewoo as a gift, but the private room was changed to a larger one.
Currently, there are only two people, Zhihao and Rouyu. In 10 minutes, several people will come in one after another.
In the center of the round dining table is a bouquet of flowers, which is several times larger than the frostbitten bouquet that Zhihao gave to Rouyu. The spread-out flowers and green leaves occupy a large area in the center of the round table.
Rouyu asked Zhihao in a low voice, "Do you think Wu Zhenguo will come?"
Zhihao nodded, "Yes, I will definitely come."
Before Zhihao finished speaking, he heard footsteps in the corridor. Zhihao and Rouyu had just stood up. The waiter opened the door and Wu Zhenguo walked in with a smile.
Rouyu hurriedly gave up her seat with a smile, and Wu Zhenguo laughed and said, "I thought it was too late, but I didn't expect that I was the first to arrive. Wang Wenqing, that old boy, is holding me steady."
Zhihao smiled, having already heard the footsteps at the door, Wang Wenqing came in, "No wonder my ears are buzzing, it turns out it's Brother Wu who is chewing the back of my tongue."
After the two of them happily celebrated the New Year, they sat down and the waiter came in to pour tea.
When Fan Juan arrived, Wang Wenqing stood up and said with a smile, "Girl Fan Juan is getting more and more beautiful, I'm even dizzy seeing her."
Fan Juan smiled lightly and said, "Happy New Year, Brother Wang."
When Zhihao looked at it, he saw that Fan Juan had lightly swept eyebrows, a bun with a high bun, bright eyes and white teeth, a short light-colored fur coat, tight pants, and high boots. She was charming in her maturity, generous and decent in her charm.
Fan Juan sat down and Wu Zhenguo looked over with a friendly look. He saw Fan Juan smiling and talking affectionately to Rou Yu. He wanted to say hello, but he could only wait for the two beauties to finish talking affectionately. Wu Zhenguo sat down.
As Da Liu and Xiao Lou took their seats at a brisk pace, everyone had arrived and sat down around the round table.
It was a very interesting arrangement. The two beauties Fan Juan and Rou Yu naturally sat together. The two brothers Wang Wenqing and Wu Zhenguo were very close to each other. Da Liu and Xiao Lou naturally could not be separated. Zhihao was the only one who seemed a little lonely. Although
The one on the left is Rou Yu and the one on the right is Da Liu. Speaking of distance, Zhihao still feels that both sides are empty. Is it because the round table is a little too big?
What's even more interesting is that when they were sitting down, Wu Zhenguo was about to change places with Wang Wenqing, but Wang Wenqing smiled and pressed him down. In this way, the life-and-death enemies who were fighting to the death some time ago were now sitting together, although they were hurt.
Not very close. Wu Zhenguo felt a little uncomfortable. On the other hand, Fan Juan spoke to Rou Yu openly and openly, as if as long as sister Yu'er was by her side, it didn't matter who else was around her.
Cold dishes, hot dishes, hot and cold meat and vegetables, delicacies from mountains and seas, all are placed on the round table, and the flowers have been removed.
Zhihao raised his glass and stood up, "Only on behalf of myself, I wish all the brothers and sisters here good health and a happy New Year!" The implication is that Yu'er will have to toast later?
The wine glasses clinked together and when they were clear to the bottom, a clear and hearty laughter suddenly sounded. Fan Juan smiled and said, "We can all call you brother and sister, what about sister Yu'er...?"
