She leaned over to adjust the bed sheets, her long hair spread out in front of her. She raised her head slightly and hooked her hair behind her ears.
Yu Zeyao could only see her profile, quiet and elegant.
It seemed as if the night had become incomparably beautiful and moving because of this scene.
The picture he once painted of his wife and family was just like this.
His eyes darkened slightly as he walked over and hugged her from behind. She didn't notice him and seemed to be startled, then she straightened up and leaned into his arms.
"What time is it? What are you busy with?"
Jing Yu turned around, looked at him, and pointed at the mottled marks on the bed sheets.
Well~ it was really intense just now.
It was obvious that this bed was not meant for sleeping.
"Sleep next door." Yu Zeyao made a decisive decision and wanted to carry her away. Jing Yu pushed his hand away, "Wait a minute, I'll just wash the sheets first."
"It's the middle of the night, and you told me to wash the sheets. Do you really think no one is home?" Yu Zeyao didn't care and just carried her on his shoulders. Jing Yu was angry and amused, and hit him on the back twice, "Put me down quickly."
Yu Zeyao patted her buttocks, "If you move again, you won't sleep tonight."
Jing Yu propped himself up and looked down at him, "Okay, then don't sleep."
Who is afraid of whom
Yu Zeyao raised his eyebrows, took a big step, and walked towards her room. As soon as he put her down, Jing Yu jumped away and ran to the other side of the bed, "I'm sleepy."
He was no longer as arrogant as he had been when he had just provoked him.
Her surrender was quite useful to Yu Zeyao. Moreover, he did not intend to be so unrestrained. There was still a long time to come, and if he caused her psychological trauma, he would be the one who suffered.
He was the first to climb onto the bed. The bed smelled of her, making him feel comfortable.
He put one hand under his head and looked at her. She was still standing by the bed, refusing to come up. Yu Zeyao patted her, "Come up."
"You go to sleep first, I'll go change into pajamas." Jing Yu said, and walked towards the dressing room. But Yu Zeyao was faster than her, he sat up, and with his long arms, he pulled her onto the bed.
"I like to see you wearing my shirt. Wear it like this every night from now on." He had to put all those two-piece pajamas in the bottom of her closet.
"The designer who made your shirt would be heartbroken if he knew I ruined it like this." Jing Yu felt very sympathetic towards them.
Yu Zeyao smiled, grabbed the quilt and wrapped them both tightly, holding her tighter, "The heart is not made of glass, it's not that easy to break."
Jing Yu fell asleep with his neck close to hers, and felt extremely satisfied listening to his voice. One hand gently hooked around his neck, and the other hand hid in the quilt and grabbed his hand.
This small movement made his heart flutter, and he held her hand tighter.
After two rounds of passionate lovemaking, they should be tired and sleepy, but now neither of them felt sleepy. Yu Zeyao played with her fingers and asked her in a low voice, "Are you going to sleep?"
Jing Yu shook his head, "I can't sleep."
"Then let's talk."
Jing Yu liked talking to him. In such a quiet environment, the two of them were so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats. She changed her posture, half-floating up, lowering her eyes to look at him, "What do you want to talk about?"
Yu Zeyao brushed the hair off her cheek, held her face, and gently rubbed her nose with his thumb. His eyes slowly fell on her eyes, and the two of them looked at each other. He asked, "Does it still hurt here?"
"It doesn't hurt." Jing Yu shook his head, "In fact, it didn't hurt that much when I bumped into it last night."
"Then why are you crying so hard?" Yu Zeyao recalled her tearful appearance last night, "I've never seen you like that."
Jing Yu bit his lip, "Maybe, I just felt wronged at the time."
"What's wronged?"
"… You left me here for several days without paying any attention to me, and when you came back you hit me on the nose. Even though you didn't do it, it was you who left me here, and Zhuang Yan is also yours." There was resentment in her tone.
Yu Zeyao laughed, "It turns out you can't reason with a little woman."
At this point, he paused, looking at her with a deep look in his eyes, "Have you missed me these days?"
Jing Yu pretended not to understand, "Which days?"
But he was very patient, "I've been out for a few days."
Jing Yu did not answer, but said: "If the housekeeper hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that you went to such a far place."
"Are you avoiding my answer?" Yu Zeyao smiled, "If you don't tell me, I'll assume you're thinking about it."
Jing Yu remained silent, but she looked at him steadily, with a ripple of emotion flickering in her eyes. Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, and at this moment, she seemed to be gently telling him her thoughts and love words.
Yu Zeyao already knew the answer that had never been spoken, and his heart was beating fast.
He picked her up and placed her on top of him like a child.
"Did you really miss me?" His voice was much lower when he spoke again due to the surge of passion.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, and Jing Yu didn't hide anything, and uttered a low "hmm". The smile in his eyes deepened, and she said, "But you left without saying a word, leaving me alone here for several days."
Before he could say anything, she said, "I want to go back to work."
Yu Zeyao rejected this idea, "Don't be silly."
"I've been living here alone these past few days. There was no one in the house in the middle of the night. It was so empty that I didn't even dare to go downstairs." Jing Yu looked at him, "At that time, I was thinking that I should go to work and not rely on you like a parasite. This is too bad - I should have my own life and live in our little house with Jinnian. Even if I'm alone there, I'm not afraid."
People are like this. When there is no one to rely on, a person can walk at night, carry heavy objects, and do many things. However, when there is someone to rely on, even the strongest person will become weak.
Yu Zeyao held her tightly in his arms. "If you want to go to work, I won't stop you, but that's after the New Year. But you have to know that even if you go back to work, I can't let you live in that little house anymore. This is your home from now on. No matter where you go, you have to go from here, and you have to come back here."
He spoke the last few words solemnly and seriously.
When Jing Yu heard the word "home", a warm feeling passed through his heart.
The day the accident happened, her original family broke up. She later thought she and Liang Shengyi would have a new small family, but that idea did not come true.
But the man in front of her said this word to her.
His heart was in turmoil, but he said, "No family member would go out for several days without making a phone call or even saying a word."
She still cares.
Not that generous.
Yu Zeyao fiddled with her earlobe, "Then why didn't you call me and ask?"