While Zhou Tong was thinking about revenge, Ye Zihao sneezed in confusion.
"Hello!"
In Yang Ruobing's room, a guy rubbed his nose and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Honey! Look, I went out in the heavy rain to save you that night, but now I have a cold. If I sleep on the floor again, I'm afraid...
"
"Afraid of what?" Yang Ruobing asked lightly.
"I'm afraid the condition will get worse, so... would you consider letting me sleep on the bed?"
Ye Zihao looked "sincere", but he secretly prayed in his heart: Brother has resorted to cruel tricks, my wife should have some sympathy, right?
But Yang Ruobing was not stupid. She glanced at him meaningfully and then asked calmly, "But it has been a few days, why do you only have a cold now?"
"Don't you know there is an incubation period for colds?" Ye Zihao said seriously.
"real?"
"Of course it's true! I'm a doctor! Ha...chirp! Look, I really have a cold!"
Ye Zihao wiped his nose with a tissue, as if he really had a cold.
At this time, Yang Ruobing bit her lips gently, seeming to be hesitating whether to let Ye Zihao come up to sleep.
How could she, who was as smart as Bingxue, not see Ye Zihao's little tricks? But when she thought about this guy committing suicide to save herself that night, her heart softened again.
A fool who doesn't even care about his life, so what if he lets him sleep on the bed?
Moreover, after being married for such a long time, Ye Zihao has been sleeping on the floor, which makes Yang Ruobing a little bit intolerable.
So, she compromised.
"Okay! I'll let you sleep on the bed tonight." Yang Ruobing's pretty face blushed slightly, trying her best to hide her shyness.
"Really? That's great!"
Ye Zihao was so excited that he almost jumped up on the spot, but Yang Ruobing asked lightly, "You are so happy, doesn't it look like you have a cold?"
"I...I! Haha!"
"Honey, you...don't tell me, you really have a cold!"
Ye Zihao looked stunned, but this guy reacted quickly and quickly started fooling around.
Yang Ruobing just said "oh" lightly.
When Ye Zihao saw that his wife had been deceived by him again, he felt so frustrated!
I've managed to get rid of all this. If I'm not a genius, who the hell is a genius? Haha!
Seeing the smug look on someone's face, Yang Ruobing's mouth twitched slightly, but she felt the urge to laugh in her heart.
fool!
It's a shame you can express such a childish reason.
Immediately afterwards, she took off her shoes and prepared to go to bed, and this guy moved very quickly, not like someone who had a bad cold at all.
I saw him leaping forward and getting into bed.
As soon as he was covered with the quilt, he immediately smelled a refreshing scent, which he knew was Yang Ruobing's unique scent.
Like magnolia! Also like jasmine!
Take a whiff and you will definitely feel energetic tonight!
The goddess allowed him to go to bed, but a certain guy started to feel itchy again, so when he took the opportunity to turn over, the evil palm gently placed on Yang Ruobing's waist.
The clutches have just been released!
Yang Ruobing stretched out her hand and gave it a gentle slap, and said coquettishly: "Behave! Don't let your hands go around!"
"Putting it randomly? Is it placed here?" A certain person pretended to be confused, and the evil clutch was placed somewhere else.
"no!"
"here?"
"No!"
"Is this here?"
"Yi Zihao! If you dare to be careless again, be careful and I will let you go back to sleep on the floor!"
"Honey! Can you bear to let me, a patient, sleep on the floor?"
"Have patience!"
"wipe!"
Ye Zihao was puzzled, but he retracted his hand obediently. Compared with sleeping on the floor before, he was now sleeping on the bed. He was making progress.
Therefore, he was satisfied.
At this time, the room was dark, with only the sound of the two breathing. Ye Zihao thought that this was the end of the night. Who knew that at this time, Yang Ruobing turned sideways and reached out to hug him, and her delicate
With his fingers, he gently stroked the pieces of gauze on Ye Zihao's wound.
Facing his wife's initiative, Ye Zihao was a little flattered, "Honey! What are you..."
"Sleep! Don't talk!"
Yang Ruobing said lightly.
"oh oh!"
Ye Zihao was a little puzzled, wondering why his wife was so proactive tonight.
However, at this moment, Yang Ruobing touched the gauze on the wound with her fingers and asked with some heartache, "Does it still hurt here?"
"Kind of!"
"Promise me you won't do such stupid things for me again, otherwise..."
"Or what?"
"I will hate you forever!"
…
That night!
Ye Zihao slept very peacefully, with no dirty thoughts in his mind. He slept until around 8 o'clock in the morning the next day.
When he woke up, Yang Ruobing was sitting in front of the dressing table putting on makeup.
Her delicate white fingers could be seen gently holding the eyebrow pencil. She gently combed her eyebrows in front of the mirror, stroke by stroke.
After finishing her eyebrows, she picked up a Maybelline deep red lipstick between her fingers and lightly applied it on her pink, elastic lips.
With a swipe of lipstick, the bright red lips create a magical feeling of being kissed.
Eyebrows like willow leaves!
Lips are like rouge!
Her appearance is as stunning as a fairy descending to earth!
Ye Zihao, who was sleeping on the bed, looked a little obsessed. He was sleeping on his side, supporting his head with his right hand, looking like he was enjoying himself.
"Are you awake?"
After Yang Ruobing put on makeup, she packed her things in an orderly manner.
"Hmm! Wife, you are so beautiful today, come on! Let's have one!" Ye Zi had a pretty mouth and started teasing women from good families early in the morning.
"What did you say?"
Yang Ruobing's beautiful eyes stared at him, with a faint chill in them. When a certain guy saw this, he quickly laughed and said: "Haha! I was just joking, don't take it seriously!"
"You talk nonsense! There's nothing serious about it!" Yang Ruobing smiled bitterly and shook his head, then asked with concern: "By the way! Have you recovered from your cold?"
“Much better!”
Ye Zihao was moved and said.
"Now that your cold is gone, you can sleep on the floor tonight!" Yang Ruobing put the makeup bag back in the drawer, then stood up straight and prepared to leave.
"Damn! So fast! Wife, actually, I...I feel like I haven't recovered from the cold yet, really! Haha! Look, the cold is coming again..."
Ye Zihao was about to explain, but at this time Yang Ruobing had already walked out the door.
"Hey! Hey! Wife, don't leave! I'm serious!"
"Bang!"
At this time, the door of the room was closed, leaving only Ye Zihao with a puzzled look on his face. Seeing him gently slapping his mouth with his hand, he blamed himself very regretfully: "Hey! Are you talking too much? Why do you have to talk about a cold?
Okay? Okay this time? I’ve only slept in bed for one night, and I have to sleep on the floor again!”