Chapter seven hundred and twentieth, chapter seven, I always feel that something is wrong
Zhao Yuan let go of Yang Hao's hand and stood opposite Yang Hao, biting her lips gently and looking at Yang Hao, there was already a hint of moisture in her eyes.
Zhao Yuan raised her hand and took off her down jacket directly. She was only wearing a thin sweater underneath. She grabbed the hem of the sweater and took off the sweater at once.
Yang Hao suddenly felt embarrassed and wanted to reach out to stop Zhao Yuan, but at this time Zhao Yuan was only wearing a very thin thermal underwear on her upper body. He didn't know where to put his hand, so he took a step back and whispered.
: "You're drunk, go to bed early, I'll go back first."
Just when Yang Hao grabbed the doorknob and was about to open the door and leave, Zhao Yuan suddenly took two steps forward and hugged Yang Hao from behind.
"do not go……"
Zhao Yuan's face was as red as fire, and there was a hint of trembling in her voice.
Yang Hao insisted not to turn around, gritted his teeth and said: "You are drunk, go to bed early, I have to go home."
"Just for a while, okay, just for a while..." Zhao Yuan closed her eyes and murmured in a low voice: "I'm not drunk, I'm sober, I know what I'm doing... Stay with me for a while, okay?"
The balance in Yang Hao's heart was swinging. If nothing had happened between Zhao Yuan and Yang Hao before, Yang Hao might have been able to leave with a hard heart at this moment, or run away. But that time when the two of them were confused, Yang Hao felt dissatisfied with Zhao Yuan.
It feels different.
Feeling that the girl's body behind him gradually became stiff, Yang Hao still couldn't take the step out. He sighed, turned around gently, stretched out his arms, and hugged Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan's originally stiff body suddenly became soft because of Yang Hao's embrace. Zhao Yuan retracted slightly, shyly met Yang Hao's gaze, and said in a low voice: "Want me again, for real..."
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Yang Hao looked into Zhao Yuan's eyes and did not refuse.
Just as the two of them were immersed in it, the door to the room, which was ajar, was pushed open with a bang.
Yang Hao and Zhao Yuan were both shocked. They turned to look at the door at the same time, but were horrified to find that Zhao Yuan's mother was standing at the door, looking at the two people in the room with her eyes wide open and somewhat hazy.
Yang Haoru was struck by lightning and his whole body trembled with fright.
Nima, what's going on? Doesn't it mean she's not here?
Why did he suddenly appear like a ghost?
If you were here, you should have appeared when you came back before. This battle has been going on for so long, and you just ran out, and you still wanted to die at this critical moment. Are you trying to scare me to death?
Yang Hao pulled the quilt with his backhand to cover their bodies, and looked at Zhao's mother with great embarrassment and embarrassment. At this look, Yang Hao couldn't help but stare.
Mother Zhao was leaning against the door, wearing fur slippers and only a nightgown. This nightgown seemed to be a silk nightgown, so thin that you could see through...
Yang Hao was stunned and blushed.
I don't know if she was asleep or because she had been drinking. Her eyes were a little confused. She was leaning against the door frame like this, very charming.
Yang Hao didn't even turn his eyes away for a moment, he just looked straight at Mother Zhao. The first thought that came to his mind was why this Mother Zhao looked so young and didn't look like a mother at all.
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This looks like the body of a twenty-seven-year-old woman. How could she have an eighteen-year-old daughter?
This thought appeared in Yang Hao's mind, and then Yang Hao realized that he was staring at Zhao Yuan's mother, and immediately turned his face away. Even though he had always been thick-skinned, he felt a little embarrassed.
Zhao Yuan was also startled, her originally rosy face suddenly turned pale, and she exclaimed: "Mom, didn't you say you were going out to do errands and wouldn't be back today?"
Mother Zhao glanced at Yang Hao, who looked embarrassed. There was something strange on his face, but it quickly disappeared. She said coldly: "You screamed very happily. It seems that this man has good abilities."
Zhao Yuan was even more embarrassed when she heard her mother's words, and even looked a bit humiliated. She raised her head and replied coldly: "I can sleep with whoever I like. It's none of your business. You don't have to sleep with me anyway."
Never care about me."
Mother Zhao sneered: "Of course I don't care who you sleep with, but you scream too loud and disturb me. Can you just shut up and do it quietly?"
Zhao Yuan didn't know how to answer this sentence for a while. She was silent for a few seconds and retorted with a sneer: "No matter what, he is my man. No matter what you say, he is also my mother. Can you please stop being so shameless and being raped by your daughter?"
You don’t feel anything when a man stares at you like this, don’t you feel ashamed too?”
Mother Zhao lowered her head slightly, glanced at herself, ignored Zhao Yuan, and instead flipped her hair to make her curves more attractive. Her eyes gently fell on Yang Hao's face, her eyes intoxicated: "Yang Hao
,Does it look good?”
Yang Hao was completely stunned. He didn't dare to raise his head to meet Zhao's mother's threatening eyes, and said in a low voice: "Sister, please stop arguing. This is my fault. I will leave immediately."
Zhao Yuan saw that Yang Hao was about to get up, and then looked at her ruthless mother who was leaning sideways against the door. She felt even more embarrassed and annoyed: "Qin Jiaxin, are you still shameless?"
Listening to the quarrel between the two, Yang Hao's slight drunkenness had all turned into cold sweat, and he suddenly sobered up.
Zhao's mother raised her hands, glanced at Zhao Yuan with an indifferent expression, straightened up from the door frame, snorted coldly, and walked away.
Zhao Yuan then turned around and looked at Yang Hao with a flushed face: "Uncle, I'm sorry..."
Yang Hao suddenly became ashamed, hugged Zhao Yuan and comforted him in a low voice: "It's none of your business. If you want to blame this, it's my fault as well. Okay, you have a good sleep. I'm going back first. I'll call you next time."
Zhao Yuan grabbed Yang Hao's hand and said pitifully: "Uncle, will you stop paying attention to me in the future?"
Yang Hao smiled softly and said: "How could it be possible? You are the only one who ignores me. How could I ignore you? It's just me..."
Before Yang Hao finished speaking, Zhao Yuan reached out and covered Yang Hao's mouth, whispering: "I know, I don't care, as long as uncle likes me, it's fine. Uncle, don't worry, I won't
As long as you look at me and accompany me occasionally, I will be very satisfied."
Yang Hao hummed, reached out and pinched Zhao Yuan's nose, stood up from the bed, and started to put on clothes and pants. Zhao Yuan also wanted to get up, but Yang Hao held her down and said softly: "No need to get up, I
Just leave by yourself."
Zhao Yuan's whole body was sore and weak at this time, so she did not insist on getting up again. After thinking about it, she said worriedly: "Don't worry about my mother, she... is a little abnormal."
Yang Hao frowned and quickly opened his eyes: "Okay, I will talk to you about this another day. You can rest peacefully and stop arguing with your mother. No matter what, she is your mother."
"Is there such a mother?" Zhao Yuan retorted dissatisfiedly. Seeing Yang Hao staring at her, she lowered her voice and whispered: "Okay, I will try not to quarrel with her."
Yang Hao nodded, looked at his body and found no flaws, then walked out of Zhao Yuan's bedroom and closed the door.
When she turned around, she found Zhao's mother, Qin Jiaxin, sitting on the old sofa in the living room, staring blankly at her. She was still dressed in the same outfit, and she didn't seem to be afraid of being exposed.
Yang Hao didn't dare to look more, lowered his head, and nodded apologetically to her: "If you want to blame what happened today, blame me. Don't blame Zhao Yuan. If you have anything you want to talk about, you can call me..."
Yang Hao saw a pen and paper on the shelf, took out a piece of paper, wrote down his phone number and put it on the table, then bowed slightly: "Goodbye."
Yang Hao left Zhao Yuan's home in a very embarrassed state, not knowing what he was feeling.
Is this woman really, as Zhao Yuan said, abnormal?
How could a normal woman do this?
Her daughter and her man were doing things, but she was watching her with blank stares. She even asked her daughter's man if she was beautiful and if she had a good figure. She even allowed her body to be stared at blankly by her daughter's man.
With no intention of covering up at all?
This is definitely not normal.
But I have also seen Qin Jiaxin three times. Once when I was sending Zhao Yuan home, Qin Jiaxin opened the door and came out. The second time was when I chased the gunman. The gangster held Qin Jiaxin hostage. I shot the gangster and saved Qin Jiaxin. The third time.
It was this time. The third time it looked very abnormal, but the first and second times looked fine. Especially the second time, she still remained calm even in such a dangerous situation.
, this is not something that ordinary women can do.
Even this third time, what she said was with a strong sense of ridicule, and it was also quite organized. I really couldn't feel that there was anything abnormal about it, but her behavior was completely abnormal. Taken together, it made people confused.
It feels extremely weird.
It seems that the conflict between Zhao Yuan and her mother is still very deep.
Qin Jiaxin is very beautiful and looks very young. Although she lives in this slum, the clothes she wears and the temperament she expresses really don't look like she lives in the slum. However, Qin Jiaxin and Zhao Yuan look very good.
The resemblance is as if they were printed from the same mold. It seems unreasonable to say that the two are not mother and daughter.
Yang Hao thought all the way until he walked back to his car. He still hadn't come up with any clues. He could only shake his head in distress. It seemed that he would have a good talk with Zhao Yuan about her family affairs.
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In the past, the relationship between Yang Hao and Zhao Yuan was just friends. Even if Yang Hao was confused or concerned about many things, it was inconvenient to mention them. After all, they were people's privacy. But now, the relationship between the two seems to have changed because of that night and today.
, Yang Hao saw such a conflict between Zhao Yuan and Qin Jiaxin, how could he act casually?
No matter what the reason is for the current situation, we should always try our best to help and try to solve the problem.
After getting into the car, he looked at the time and saw that it was already half past two in the morning. Thinking of Qiu Yunzhen's previous explanation, Yang Hao quickly started the car and drove towards home at a furious pace.
When he arrived at home, Yang Hao parked the car, quietly entered the house, and stood at the stairs. Yang Hao hesitated for a moment, then stepped onto the stairs to the second floor.
Qiu Yunzhen curled up slightly and fell asleep with her face facing the door. Yang Hao saw the pajamas on the shelf next to him at a glance. He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He picked up the pajamas and was about to walk to the bathroom, but suddenly stopped again.
, thought for a while, turned around and walked out of the door again.
Yang Hao returned to his room on the first floor, took off his alcohol-smelling clothes, then took a hot bath, brushed his teeth and other things, then put on his pajamas and threw the clothes inside
The washing machine and coat were hung on the balcony to remove the smell of alcohol and cigarettes, and then he quietly slipped up to the second floor in his pajamas.
Yang Hao quietly held a corner of the quilt and slipped in like a swimming fish.
Yang Hao's movements were very light, but Qiu Yunzhen still moved. She was obviously startled by Yang Hao, and turned around to look. Yang Hao suddenly smiled awkwardly at Qiu Yunzhen: "It's me."
Qiu Yunzhen hummed in confusion: "You're back?"
Yang Hao agreed, then lay down and whispered: "Sorry, I woke you up."
"It's okay..." Qiu Yunzhen rubbed her eyes, her hair falling on the pillow like a waterfall, and looked at Yang Hao: "I didn't hear the sound of water, you didn't take a shower?"
Yang Hao touched his nose and explained awkwardly: "It was a little late and I was afraid of disturbing you, so I went downstairs to wash it."
Qiu Yunzhen said oh, but didn't say anything: "Well, then go to sleep."
After Qiu Yunzhen said this, she moved her body towards Yang Hao, moved her body into Yang Hao's arms, and curled up slightly in Yang Hao's arms, like a confused and lazy kitten.
Normally, I closed my eyes again.
Qiu Yunzhen's movements were natural and there was nothing forced. Yang Hao was slightly stunned, then stretched out his hand and hugged Qiu Yunzhen.
Yang Hao drank a lot of wine, and he was a little tired after having a big fight with Zhao Yuan just now. In addition, he had just vented his anger. Although he was holding Qiu Yunzhen, he didn't have many strange thoughts, and some were just warm.
It seemed that he relaxed as much as possible, hugged Qiu Yunzhen, and quickly fell asleep.
When she woke up, it was already half past nine in the morning. Qiu Yunzhen didn't get up yet. She was still curled up in Yang Hao's arms and fell asleep lazily.
Yang Hao looked at the time and remembered that today was the weekend and Qiu Yunzhen should also take a rest, so he also slept in.
After a night in the world, Yang Hao's physical and mental state have returned to their best. Holding such a beautiful woman in his arms that makes people feel physically and mentally happy when she touches her body gently, the natural physiological reaction is indispensable every morning.
Yang Hao shrank back in embarrassment and moved his body slightly away. Following Yang Hao's movements, Qiu Yunzhen also opened her eyes.
Or maybe, she had already woken up, but she just hadn't opened her eyes.
Yang Hao looked at Qiu Yunzhen's bright eyes and smiled awkwardly: "Are you awake?"
Qiu Yunzhen hummed, sat up from the quilt, let the beautiful curves of her body fall into Yang Hao's eyes, then took out her feet, put on her coral velvet nightgown, and took a look at the
Yang Hao on the bed: "You slept late. If you want to sleep, just sleep a little longer."
Yang Hao smiled and turned over and sat up: "It's almost done. I'm a little hungry and can't sleep."
Qiu Yunzhen hummed: "I'll wash up first."
Yang Hao watched Qiu Yunzhen enter the bathroom, closed the door, thought for a moment, turned around, went downstairs, and entered the kitchen.
Opening the refrigerator and taking a look, Yang Hao took out a few eggs and some bread, and then started to fry eggs and toast. By the time Qiu Yunzhen finished washing, Yang Hao's fried eggs and toast were almost ready.
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"There's no breakfast outside at this time, so feel free to eat something."
Yang Hao took out a pack of milk, poured two glasses from a glass, and placed it on the dining table. He then placed two plates of fried eggs and a large plate of bread slices in the middle of the two people's seats. A simple breakfast was completed.
The pot is gone.
Qiu Yunzhen smelled it and said with a smile: "It tastes good. It seems like you won't be hungry even if you become a chef."
"Thank you for the compliment. How can a chef starve to death? With my cooking skills, even if I were to become a chef, I would definitely be a very outstanding chef." Yang Hao agreed casually: "You eat first, I'll go
Take a shower."
After quickly washing up, Yang Hao returned to the table. Qiu Yunzhen hadn't finished the first piece of bread, so Yang Hao pulled off a piece and threw it into his mouth: "Eat more."
Qiu Yunzhen smiled: "It's almost ten o'clock now. I'm too full, so I don't need to eat lunch."
Yang Hao laughed, Qiu Yunzhen put a piece of fried egg in her mouth, and asked casually: "What plans do you have today?"
Yang Hao thought about the party in the evening and said, "I have something to do tonight, so I may not be able to have dinner at home."
Qiu Yunzhen didn't ask Yang Hao what was going on, and narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly: "Then you have time before dinner?"
Yang Hao hummed: "Are there any activities planned?"
Qiu Yunzhen pursed her lips and smiled: "Let's buy the gifts we want to take home while we have time on the weekend, so as not to leave when the time comes and make mistakes easily. In addition, if you have nothing important to do tomorrow night, we will
Let’s go back to my grandparents’ house for dinner.”
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Okay, my wife, you just have to arrange it, and I will obey it."
Qiu Yunzhen rolled her eyes at Yang Hao, said nothing more, and ate quietly. Looking at Qiu Yunzhen's vivid expression, Yang Hao couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The two of them seemed to be not much different from a real couple now, right?
Isn't this kind of living situation the life a couple lives?
Why do I feel that Qiu Yunzhen has changed a lot in the past three months?
I can't tell you exactly what has changed, but I feel that it has definitely changed. However, no matter how it changes, the Qiu Yunzhen in front of me truly feels like a family member and a wife.
After eating, Yang Hao put away the bowl, but did not see Qiu Yunzhen when he came out, so he didn't think much about it. He went straight to the bedroom on the second floor to find her, opened the door, and Yang Hao then stepped into the room: "My wife..."
Yang Hao's voice suddenly stopped, and his face suddenly became more embarrassed, because Qiu Yunzhen was changing clothes in front of the mirror. At this time, Qiu Yunzhen was wearing thin thermal underwear on her upper body, but she was wearing nothing on her lower body.
He was raising his feet and putting on a thin pair of pantyhose up his legs. The movement was extremely tempting. The slender and white legs were set off against the black and hollow pantyhose, and the elegant movement made Yang Hao
My heartbeat suddenly accelerated a bit.
Yang Hao averted his eyes in embarrassment: "Why didn't you close the door when you changed your clothes..."
Qiu Yunzhen's face turned slightly red, but her voice was as calm and cold as ever: "There are no outsiders in this villa, it's just the two of us, what's the problem if we can't close the door or not?"
Yang Hao was stunned. He didn't know how to answer this sentence for a while. He touched his nose and smiled: "Yes, you are right... Wife, you are so beautiful."
Hearing Yang Hao's praise, Qiu Yunzhen pursed her lips, looked at her pantyhose, and asked casually, "Does it look good?"
Yang Hao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied dryly: "It looks good, it looks really good."
Qiu Yunzhen glanced sideways at Yang Hao, quickly put on her pantyhose, then picked up a skirt, put it on, turned her back to Yang Hao and said, "Here, help me zip up the zipper."
Yang Hao walked over, smelled the faint fragrance of Qiu Yunzhen's body, and his hands that could hold the gun without trembling suddenly felt a little unstable.
After zipping up, Qiu Yunzhen picked up a coat and put it on, turned her head and smiled faintly at Yang Hao, took Yang Hao's arm and said, "Okay, I've changed my clothes, let's go."
Being carried downstairs by Qiu Yunzhen like this, Yang Hao's body felt a bit unnatural, something was wrong, something was wrong.
Wasn't it me who teased her before? Why do I feel like I'm being teased by her now? (To be continued)