Jing Yu hummed, covering her eyes with her hands. Yu Zeyao put her on the bed, wrapped her in a blanket, and turned off the main light in the room, leaving only a dim light on at the bedside.
He took the medicine that was thrown on the coffee table and took a look at it. He saw that the cotton swab package next to it had not been touched. He asked her, "You didn't apply the medicine?"
Jingyu turned over and fell asleep on her side without answering. Yu Zeyao took the medicine and cotton swab in his hand, walked over and sat down beside the bed. He carefully touched her black and blue nose with his fingers, but did not feel the stickiness of the ointment.
It's so painful, but he still won't obey. I don't know how he usually disciplines those disobedient patients.
Yu Zeyao sat on the bedside, and half-lifted her up with his long arms, letting her lie flat on her back with her head resting on his legs. He took the ointment and applied it on her nose. Her facial features were very delicate, and her nose was small and straight, but it looked a little swollen.
I don’t know how much it hurts.
Yu Zeyao thought of her tearful look just now. She was very different from her usual calm and composed self-possessed self. She looked much more childish.
As he thought about it, his fingers couldn't help but wander and caress her facial features.
Jing Yu's eyelashes trembled, and she half opened her eyes. Seeing the affectionate and concerned handsome face of the man, her heart beat unconsciously. Yu Zeyao knew that she was half awake, and thought that she would push him away. He was even mentally prepared to leave here, but he never thought that she would just hum softly, move her body, adjust her posture, rest her head on his thighs, find a more comfortable angle, close her eyes and fall asleep again.
Yu Zeyao inserted his long fingers into her long hair, stared at the woman who was sleeping towards her, and smiled bitterly. Is this little woman torturing me on purpose
She was lying sideways at the moment, with her face just a little bit away from somewhere on his body, and it was hard for him not to have any dirty thoughts.
When she fell asleep again, he turned over and turned off the bedside light. He half hugged her and lay down under the quilt. She rested her head on his arm and slept more deeply, her breathing seemed to be sweet.
She was heartless. During the days he was away, she probably slept as soundly as she did tonight.
The next day. It was already bright, the sun shone through the window into the house. Yu Zeyao slowly woke up, his arms were empty, and he subconsciously wanted to pull the person next to him into his arms. However, when he reached over, the space next to him was also empty.
Furrowed eyebrows.
She opened her eyes and half sat up, but there was no one in the room. She lay back lazily, sinking into the soft pillow. She casually touched her phone on the bedside table and checked the time, only to find that it was already past eleven o'clock in the afternoon.
I went back to my room, washed up briefly, and went downstairs wearing my home clothes.
"Good afternoon, sir." The housekeeper and the servants in the house greeted him.
He nodded, "Where's Miss Jing?"
"Miss Jing is already in the restaurant, waiting for you to start eating."
Yu Zeyao nodded and walked into the restaurant. She didn't sit at the table properly. Yu Zeyao heard her voice coming from the kitchen, chatting with the chef in the kitchen. The voice was clear and pleasant.
Yu Zeyao had never been to the kitchen before, but he was attracted by her voice and followed her to the kitchen. When the people in the kitchen saw him coming suddenly, they were all startled and hurriedly stopped their work and greeted him: "Sir, good afternoon."
Jing Yu turned around when she heard them greet her. Unexpectedly, her eyes met his. She ignored him, just exchanged glances, and quickly turned away from him.
Yu Zeyao said to the others, "Just do your thing."
"Come out, don't stay here, or you'll get bumped again." Yu Zeyao said this to Jing Yu.
Jing Yu just nodded slightly and walked out of the kitchen. When she passed him, she didn't even look up. Her slender body even turned sideways, as if trying to avoid bumping into him.
He reached out and grabbed her. Jing Yu bit her lip and didn't turn around. He had to turn her face around. He looked at her nose and asked, "Should I take you to see a doctor?"
After a night's sleep, the bruises became much lighter.
"No need, I've checked it myself, it's not serious." Jing Yu tried to pry open his hand that was on his face, but the man was too strong to pry it open at all.
He examined her, "When did you wake up?"
"I woke up around 9 o'clock."
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
He went to bed at around 4 o'clock last night. It was rare that Zhuang Yan and the others didn't come today, which meant that there was nothing to do in the morning, so she certainly wouldn't wake him up. Jing Yu just didn't look at him and said, "You didn't tell me in advance to wake you up."
She said nothing but bland words. Her attitude towards him was totally different from her attitude towards those people in the kitchen before. She was much more indifferent towards him.
Even though Yu Zeyao had little experience with women, at this moment, in this situation, if he didn't notice that something was wrong with this little woman, and that she was having a quarrel with him, then he would be too stupid.
The two of them sat down at the table to eat. Yu Zeyao, like before, personally served the soup in front of her.
"Thank you." She replied to him as she did before, and it seemed flawless, but these two words were much clearer than before, and even seemed a bit deliberately distant.
Yu Zeyao paused while drinking the soup, raised his eyes slightly to look at her, and glanced at the bowl of soup again, "Don't you want to drink it?"
"I don't really feel like eating soup today." She pushed the soup back to him, "You drink it all."
The man's eyes were deep and distant, as if he was trying to find out what she was thinking. Jing Yu knew it, but she let him do it. She just didn't want to pay attention to him.
During the whole meal, neither of them said anything, and Yu Zeyao remained patient and did not ask any questions.
Just as she put down her chopsticks, said nothing, and stood up to walk out of the restaurant, Yu Zeyao was one step faster than her and slammed the door of the restaurant shut, leaning his arm against the door.
Jing Yu pulled it, but he was holding her down and she couldn't pull it open, so she had to put her hand down.
"What are you angry about?" A man's voice came from behind, and it was hard to tell the emotion in his words.
Jing Yu just said, "No. I want to go check on the herbs I planted. Please let me out."
"You really have the leisure time." Yu Zeyao snorted.
Jing Yu turned around and looked at him, blurting out, "How can I compare to your leisure time?"
The tone was no longer as restrained as before.
Yu Zeyao smiled, "Why would I be so unhappy that you would have to talk to me so angrily?"
Jing Yu bit her lip and turned away. Yu Zeyao didn't give her a chance to hide this time, and turned her face back, "I just happen to have some time today. If you don't make things clear with me, we'll just stand here and not go anywhere."