Dai Ning didn't expect that when she said she wanted to go home with Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu really had a "home" in T City.
The house is not a big villa, but a small, cozy seaside bungalow.
The bungalow has two floors, and the second floor has good sunlight. This is an ordinary home. It can be seen that although the house is small, the decorator is very attentive. When winter comes, a warm blanket is laid on the floor. Dai Ning took off her shoes and found that the soft fluff almost covered half of her feet.
Seeing her looking around in only socks, Zhao Yu did not stop her. Instead, he turned on the heater in the room, and the room suddenly became warm.
The eldest lady watched for a while, then lost interest. The remote control was on the coffee table. She didn't want to watch TV, so she simply went to the kitchen to watch Zhao Yu cook.
The man was wearing an apron. He had a tall figure and a pair of hands that could make millions of dollars a minute, but at this moment he was making cola chicken wings for her.
He used up half of the bottle, and the other half was touched by the eldest lady, who quietly drank two sips. Everything seemed to have crossed over several years and returned to the time when they were still in Xinghua Village.
Zhao Yu looked back and saw the eldest lady holding a Coke bottle, like a porcelain doll.
The Chinese New Year was approaching in the mainland, and the coldness on her eyelashes was streaked, making them wet. He turned back by chance, causing her to respond with a sweet and soft smile.
"Add more sugar to the sweet and sour spareribs." The eldest lady did not forget to remind.
She stared with sharp eyes, and when it came to that step, Zhao Yu still added as much as he should. She was a little angry, so she held the hand where he put the sugar and forced him to pour it.
The young lady was about to turn into a lazy little sloth, almost hanging on the man's arm.
As a result of her tossing, half a can of sugar spilled in.
Zhao Yu looked at her expressionlessly. The young lady looked at the pot of sugar and felt a little guilty. She blinked and confidently said, "Your hands are not steady enough!"
He turned his head away so that she wouldn't see the faint smile in his eyes.
Zhao Yu ignored her. He took a spoon and carefully scooped out the extra sugar that the young lady had poured in.
She behaved much better, playing with the string of his apron and staying with him until he finished cooking.
The sweet and sour spareribs were indeed sweet.
His stomach had not recovered yet, and these things were originally made for her. Dai Ning ate happily and found the sweetness just right.
Zhao Yu waited for her to finish eating, washed the dishes, and came out to see that the eldest lady had already started watching TV obediently.
He sat down beside her, picked up the tea set on the table and started making tea.
He brewed Dendrobium officinale, a mild, stomach-nourishing tea.
A heart-breaking and stupid movie was playing on TV. The young lady on the other side of the sofa was attracted by his actions and slowly moved closer.
"How do you know I'm in City T?"
"Coastal cities all attract attention. If you come back from the sea, you must take a boat."
This was just Zhao Yu's guess, but he didn't expect it to be so accurate.
"Is my grandpa in good health?"
"I'm healthy and pain-free, but I may have felt tired over the years and started to hand over the property to your brother." He answered her patiently.
"Are you not angry about your engagement to Yan Jing?"
Zhao Yu then raised his eyelids and looked at her, his eyes were cold and cool, and he said indifferently: "Didn't you make the appointment?"
The eldest lady was determined to see his expression change, and she smiled and leaned over: "Where was Mu Yang at that time, weren't you angry that I was with him?"
Qingtuan covered his face, feeling that if it were someone else, after being provoked by Dai Ning like this, he would probably dig a hole and bury her.
Zhao Yu pulled her into his arms and touched her hair.
"Don't make me angry." Although he was provoked like this, his tone was still light.
He brewed the tea and handed it to Daning first. She took a sip and found it unpalatable. The eldest lady never wronged herself, so she was unwilling to swallow it and puffed up her cheeks to look for a trash can.
Zhao Yu handed her the trash can and motioned for her to spit it out. He then took out a tissue and wiped the tea off the corner of her lips.
He did all this gently and calmly.
Unconsciously, her malicious intent dissipated a lot, and she became calm.
It never snows in the winter in T City, but after dark, it starts to rain. The house is filled with warm yellow light.
His arms were broad and warm. She stayed in his arms like a kitten, forcing him to watch weird movies with her.
Daning tried to find a hint of impatience in his eyes, but he was very serious from beginning to end. He didn't feel childish or unrestrained. When she asked him to watch, his dark eyes kept falling on the TV.
The eldest lady herself felt bored. She leaned sleepily in his arms and finally didn't have the energy to bother him anymore.
"Take a shower and go to bed."
She nodded, but didn't move.
Zhao Yu picked her up and went to the bathroom to run the water for her. She sat on his knees and reached out to touch his face.
Zhao Yu held the young lady's hand and asked her to stand still.
"Call me if you need anything."
But she was a bad person to begin with. Before Zhao Yu left, she hooked her fingers around his and asked him innocently, "Do you want to come with me?"
It’s not like it hasn’t been washed.
About half a year ago, someone was so crazy that he took a bath with her.
Zhao Yu wiped the moisture off her cheeks: "Be good."
He closed the door for her.
The young lady took off her clothes in boredom and sat in the bathtub. Qingtuan had automatically blocked herself off. She looked at the shadow guarding outside and suddenly felt that Zhao Yu had become gentle.
His edges were no longer sharp, but turned into a gentle light.
Daning gently grasped the water in the bathtub with her fingers, but the water escaped from between her fingers, making her feel inexplicably at a loss.
She pursed her lips and slapped the water angrily.
When the time was about right, Zhao Yu knocked on the door and said, "Okay, come out."
She rolled her eyes and said nothing.
Zhao Yu called her twice again, and seeing no movement from inside, he frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and opened the door directly with the spare key.
In the mist, the eldest lady looked at him with a pair of clear eyes.
The fact that she didn't faint proves that she was doing something bad.
Zhao Yu's expression became calm again. He took the bath towel beside him, wrapped her up and carried her out of the water.
Seeing that there was no trace of shame or anger on his face, Daning became annoyed. She pulled his hair and criticized him, "You are so boring!"
Zhao Yu knew that she didn't like to see him so indifferent, but he remained in front of her like a calm lake, just like he had been a few years ago.
She felt itchy and wanted to scratch him hard with her little claws. She would feel happy only if he frowned or got angry.
Zhao Yu wrapped her up like a silkworm and put her in the quilt.
He turned around, and finally couldn't help but curl his lips slightly. After settling her down, he went to wash up.
Dai Ning played with her phone for a while, and suddenly there was a dent beside her.
She was startled, and the man's hands were already around her waist.
Daning seems to have double standards. When she takes the lead in something, she will be very proud of it, but if others do not follow the routine she has designed, she will either be confused or angry.
She flirted with Zhao Yu deliberately, but Zhao Yu remained unmoved. She thought they would sleep separately tonight, but unexpectedly, Zhao Yu lay next to her.
She instantly became unhappy, broke free from his embrace, and kicked him with her jade feet: "Go away, I don't want to be with you."
Zhao Yu held the foot, rubbed it gently a few times, and pulled her back.
There was a hint of laughter in his tone: "Aren't you tired of being so busy?"
There was a sound of rain outside the window. He gently pushed aside the hair on both sides of her cheeks and kissed her pink cheek.
She didn’t know if it was her illusion, but that touch was so light and gentle, and filled with pure love.
The eldest lady snorted in her heart. He had already said that he would give up on her and didn't even look for her after she fell into the sea. Why was he pretending to be so affectionate
She half climbed up and tried to scare him by pressing down on him.
Zhao Yu did not hide, but gently opened his arms and she threw herself into his arms.
It might be a little painful, but he didn't say anything, just touched her hair soothingly.
She raised her misty eyes slightly, moved her fingers for a while, found a comfortable position in his arms, and fell asleep.
At this time, Mu Yang lost someone and was very angry. The people who were affected went out to look for Dai Ning tremblingly.
He threw things all over the floor, his eyes filled with anger and rage.
"Liar!" There was a hint of grievance in his voice at the end of his roar.
Why is Ji Daining always so heartless? Didn’t she promise him that she would be with him for the rest of her life
But she was smiling and asking for ice cream one moment, and gone the next.
No lingering feelings, not even a word.
Shi Muyang couldn't even find her whereabouts. His subordinates said that her whereabouts had been erased, and there was no trace of her on several surveillance cameras along the way.
Shi Muyang had never been like this before. He liked someone to the extreme, and hated someone to the extreme.
With blood in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Go find him! Tie him up and bring him back to me!"
"What if, what if someone stops us..."
Shi Muyang's eyes were cold, and his people instantly understood what he meant. Some of them came from the Island of Evil, and nodded in understanding.
City T is not that big, so Shi Muyang asked them to focus on checking the air tickets to Beijing.
His people were rampant and made a lot of noise when they were searching for people. The next day, almost the entire T city knew that a big shot had lost an "enemy".
When Zhao Yu received the news, he was reading a book with Dai Ning.
She was now extremely lazy, and Zhao Yu had to feed her while reading novels for her.
When Mu Yang found out, he was so angry that his eyes turned red. He looked for her desperately. Zhao Yu turned off her phone and didn't react.
Just look for it.
But the eldest daughter can really get into trouble.
It was rare for T City to have sunshine in the afternoon, so he didn't allow Daning to stay at home anymore and took her to the roof to bask in the sun.
The young lady didn't know what was wrong with her and suddenly wanted to settle accounts with the past.
"Zhao Yu, who is more important now, me or Zhao Anan?"
Her eyes were full of confidence, and her pink cheeks were slightly puffed up, as if to say, think it over first!
No one can remember a sentence for several years.
Zhao Yu looked at her quietly without saying anything.
She urged: "Hurry up and tell me!"
There was a smile in Zhao Yu's eyes, but he didn't say a word no matter how she acted coquettishly.
The eldest lady concluded angrily: "I know that Zhao Anan is important. But in my heart, Yan Jing is more important than you, Shi Muyang is more important than you, and even the sandwich I ate this morning is more important than you."
He covered her mouth and leaned in to kiss her pretty eyes.
Zhao Yu didn't get furious, but he didn't like hearing these words either.
His character is just like a tall poplar tree in Xinghua Village, upright and unyielding, always sticking to his principles.
She huddled in his arms, looking inexplicably pitiful.
It was still stormy at night.
Zhao Yu closed the window and came back to tell her a story.
His voice was clear and pleasant, and he didn't mind her occasionally interrupting him. She was still grieving over what happened in the afternoon, and reached out to press his Adam's apple.
She used a little force, and Zhao Yu took her troublesome hand away and held it in his palm.
He lowered his eyes to look at her and asked her in a calm tone.
"Haven't you heard the saying? Don't press a man's Adam's apple carelessly. If you press it too hard, there will be one less person in the world. If you press it too lightly, there will be one more person in the world."
It took the young lady a while to react before she realized that the abstinent and indifferent person in front of her was speaking in a serious tone and saying something not so serious.
She was delighted: "That doesn't apply to me."
She couldn't kill Zhao Yu, and obviously, she didn't have the time or ability to give birth to a child. Life became sand between her fingers, and even without the wind, it would slowly slip away in her hands.
Zhao Yu asked her: "Do you still want to listen to the story?"
What she wanted to hear was extremely melodramatic. If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't be able to bear the shame of telling it, but he was very calm when he was asked to do this.
As if she wanted it, he tried to give it.
She shook her head, blinked her eyes, and continued to touch his Adam's apple. This was the most beautiful part of Zhao Yu's body.
The man's Adam's apple rolled and he pressed his forehead against hers.
Just when Daning thought that he would push her away like he did every night, he held her face and kissed her gently.
The man's body was hot as an iron.
She heard a very light and helpless sigh.
"If you feel uncomfortable, tell me."