Chapter 852: Let's Go Back Home

Chapter 852: Let’s Go Back Home

Leng Zhiyuan heard what he said and raised her head up again. The moment she did so, she looked into Zhou Yao’s bright sparkling dark eyes. He’d just taken a shower. He was wearing a black shirt and a pair of black trousers. His short hair was a little wet, and his figure was tall and elegant. He just shaved his moustache, and all of his features looked handsome and extraordinary.

He was looking at her gently. She did not know how long he had been looking at her for. There was love and gentleness at the bottom of his gaze.

He made others’ hearts go soft.

Leng Zhiyuan glanced at him and averted her gaze.

Madam Zhou noticed the atmosphere between them. She quickly sat up, then she gave Zhou Yao a look and said, “Zhou Yao, you came at the right time. Mum has to go and buy groceries to boil soup for lunch. Come over and feed Zhiyuan porridge.”

“Yeah, okay.” Zhou Yao stepped forward and took the bowl.

Madam Zhou addressed Leng Zhiyuan further, then she turned around to leave.

The moment she left, they were alone. There was an impression in the bed. Zhou Yao sat down. He took half a spoonful of millet porridge and brought it to the side of her lips as he gently said, “Open your mouth.”

Leng Zhiyuan lowered her eyelashes as she opened her mouth and ate all of the porridge that he fed her.

He fed her a few more mouthfuls, and she ate it quietly. Neither of them said anything, and Zhou Yao put the spoon down suddenly. He stretched his right hand out to touch her face.

She froze immediately and was about to put up a struggle.

“Don’t move. There is a grain of rice by the side of your lip,” he said.

Leng Zhiyuan had no other choice but to stop moving.

She became quiet. Zhou Yao caressed the smooth skin on her cheeks. She looked beautiful and stunning. No matter whether it was just like her opening her small lips to eat porridge just now, she made others like her and have good feelings for her.

Leng Zhiyuan did not know whether there was really any grain of rice by the side of her lips. She only felt his large palm caress her cheeks for a long time, and he did not go away. Her skin was slightly cold, and his broad palm was extremely warm.

As she was about to move, Zhou Yao was a step quicker as he left. He continued to feed her porridge as he said, “Open your mouth.”

Leng Zhiyuan’s long eyelashes trembled for a moment. If she did not sense it incorrectly just now, when his large palm left, he gently brushed past her lips…

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Leng Zhiyuan could be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon, and Zhou Yao went to take care of the discharge documents.

After returning to the hospital ward, he saw that she was already out of bed. She wore a simple blue and white striped hospital gown as she stood by the side of the window. Because she was facing him with her back, he could not see her expressions and did not know what she was thinking at this moment, but he just felt that her back profile…seemed very lonely.

Zhou Yao stepped forward quickly and said, “Why did you get out of bed? Don’t you know that you still shouldn’t?”

He carried her up into his arm as he sent her to the bed.

Leng Zhiyuan sat down on the bed side. The tall man with long legs was stooping down in front of her. He took a pair of soft cotton shoes and slipped them onto her feet before he said, “When we go back, you have to go through confinement. In the first two weeks, you can only stay inside the room to rest. You are not allowed to get out of bed!”

From the angle that she was standing, she could see the lines on his features. He was probably very serious right now, and every line seemed to be a little fierce.

She did not say anything. After he put on her shoes for her, he took his black coat and embraced her firmly. Only her small head was left on the outside. He helped her put on a knitted hat. He was about to carry her in his arms as he said, “Let’s go. Let’s go home now.”

“Ay!” She stretched her hand out to push his chest and said, “I want to take the wheelchair.”

What she meant was that she didn’t want him to carry her.

Zhou Yao had a look at her before he picked her up, and he said, “There are not enough wheelchairs in the hospital. They are all in use, so you have no other choice but to be carried by me.”

Leng Zhiyuan turned her face away and did not want to bother with him.

He was speaking nonsense with an extremely serious expression on his face.

“The car is downstairs. I will bring you back home. We will live at Older Brother’s villa this month.”

Leng Zhiyuan froze. Was this his way of conceding?

He knew that she did not want to return back to the Zhou home, so he brought her back to her older brother’s place.

“Mum wants to come over to take care of you. I helped you decline it. I took a month of leave. For this entire month, I will not go anywhere else. I will just take care of you. Whatever you want to do, just let me know. I will consider it carefully and see if it is possible.”

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Leng Zhiyuan returned back to Leng Hao’s villa, and Zhou Yao placed her down on the large bed.

He stretched his hand out to remove her hat. Her hair was a little messy, so he took a wooden brush, sat down by her side, and helped her brush her hair before he said, “Mum said that in this entire month, you cannot bathe and also cannot wash your hair. Although it might be a little hard to bear, it is better to follow the rules as not to prolong your illness.”

Leng Zhiyuan did not say anything.

Zhou Yao helped her comb her hair. Her hair was dark and smooth. When he placed the comb on her hair, it could just slide down right away. He could not help himself as he used his long fingers to curl her hair up on his finger, and he brought it below his nostrils to have a whiff.

Leng Zhiyuan did not need to turn her head back to know what he was doing. He seemed to have a fetish for her hair.

She moved away and created some space between them.

Her small act was naturally noticed by Zhou Yao. He did not have much of an expression on his face. He let go of her long hair and gently asked, “What do you want to eat for dinner? Is fish soup okay?”

She did not have an opinion.

“If you don’t say anything, I’ll assume that you agree. I will go and cook now. Rest for a bit.”

Zhou Yao walked out of the room.

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They did in fact have fish soup for dinner, black fish soup. His culinary skills were very good. He could cook many dishes, the many years of going out on missions gave him valuable life skills.

He picked all of the bones in the fish away before he sent the fresh meat to the side of her lips, and Leng Zhiyuan ate the fish meat.

In the midst of it, the phone in his pocket rang. It rang many times, but he did not pick it up.

“You have a call.”

Zhou Yao curled his lips up and smiled before he said, “You are talking to me again? I thought that you were going to ignore me for the rest of your life.”

Leng Zhiyuan:…

She was too lazy to bother about him, and after she ate the dinner that he prepared, he still did not pick his phone up.

He tidied all of the plates and went back to the room very quickly. He rolled his sleeves up, went to the bathroom to take a pail of hot water, and used a towel to wipe her face.

Leng Zhiyuan went to take the towel and wanted to wipe her face on her own, but he did not allow her to do so. “Mum said that your hands cannot touch water.”

“I’m not.”

“But the towel is wet.”

Leng Zhiyuan:…

Okay then. She let go.

Zhou Yao wiped her face. He paused for a moment, and both hands followed her cheeks as he went downwards. He was about to undo the buttons on her shirt.

Leng Zhiyuan stopped him immediately and raised her head up to look at him.

Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows and said, “You cannot bathe, but you still have to wipe your body.”

“I will do it myself.”

“No way.”

Leng Zhiyuan glared at him.

“It is also okay for you to do it yourself, but..” He bent his body down. He went closer to her face as he laughed softly. “I also want to sleep in this room. You can sleep on the bed. I will sleep on the sofa.”

It turned out that he was thinking of this.

Leng Zhiyuan did not want to bother with him, but she realized that he always had ways to affect her mood. The calmer she was, the more he tried to get a rise out of her. He was really extra bold.

She turned around.

Zhou Yao wrung the clean towel and handed it over to her. She took the towel before she unid a few buttons. He was behind her, so she was trying to hide herself from him as she wiped her body.

Such an act would attract a man’s gaze. Zhou Yao looked at her for a moment before he turned his back to her, and he said, “There are many good points of us being in the same room. If you need something, just call me. I will serve you 24 hours a day.”

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