Chapter 1877: Love buried in time (95)

She leaned over to make the sheets, her hair spread to the front, and she slightly raised her head and pinched her hair behind her ears.
Yu Zeyao's direction only saw her profile, calm and elegant.
It seems that because of this scene, the night has become extremely beautiful.
The picture of his wife and family he once outlined is nothing more than that.
His eyes were dark, he stepped forward and hugged her from behind. She didn't notice him, as if startled, and then she straightened up and leaned against him.
"What time is it? What are you busy with?"
Jing Yu turned around and glanced at him, pointing his fingers at the mottled marks on the sheets.
Hmm ~ it was a bit intense just now.
Obviously this sheet cannot sleep.
"Sleeping next door." Yu Zeyao made a decisive decision to hold her away. Jing Yu pushed his hand. "Wait a minute, I'll wash the sheets first."
"Deeper in the middle of the night, you told me to wash the sheets, really no one at home?" Jing Yu was so angry and funny that he gave him two backs. "Hurry me down."
Yu Zeyao patted her hips, "Again, don't sleep anymore tonight."
Jing Yu stood up and looked down at him, "Okay, then don't sleep."
Who is afraid of whom?
Yu Zeyao raised her eyebrows, strode away, and walked to her room. She put her down, and Jing Yu jumped away and ran to the other side of the bed. "I'm sleepy."
It's not exactly the arrogance when he just provoked him.
Her soft clothing is still quite useful for Yu Zeyao. Moreover, he did not intend to be so intemperate. The leader of Japan came to give her a psychological shadow, and she must be suffering.
He took the lead in turning over to bed. The smell of her on the bed made him feel comfortable.
Put one hand under your head and glance at her. She was still standing by the bed and refused to come up. Yu Zeyao patted, "Come up."
"You go to bed first, I'm going to change my pajamas." Jing Yu said, walking to the locker room. But Yu Zeyao was quicker than her, sitting up, fishing with her long arms, and fishing her on the bed.
"I like to see you wear my shirt, and I'll do it in the evening." He had to press the bottom of the box for those two-piece pajamas.
"If the designer who makes you a shirt knows that I've been so bad, my heart will be broken." Jing Yu sympathized with them.
Yu Zeyao laughed, grabbed the quilt, wrapped them tightly, and squeezed her tightly. "Heart is not made of glass, which is so easy to break."
Jing Yu fell asleep against his neck, listening to his voice, feeling extremely satisfied. Gently grabbed his neck with one hand, hid in the quilt with one hand, and grabbed his hand.
The small movement made him turbulent, and clasped her hand tighter backhand.
Just two consecutive lively joys, love, should be tired and sleepy, but now both of them are not sleepy. Yu Zeyao played with her fingers and whispered to her, "Are you going to sleep?"
Jing Yu shook her head, "I can't sleep."
"Then let's talk."
Jing Yu likes to talk to him. In such a quiet environment, two people are so close together that they can hear each other's heartbeat. She changed her position, half-floated, and lowered her eyes to see him. "What do you want to talk about?"
Yu Zeyao opened her hair on her cheek, held her face, and rubbed her thumb gently over her nose. His eyes slowly fell on her eyes. The two eyes were opposite each other. He asked, "Does it hurt here?"
"No pain." Jing Yu shook his head. "Actually, it didn't hurt so much when I hit last night."
"Why are you crying so fiercely?" Yu Zeyao remembered how she cried in tears last night. "I haven't seen you like that."
Jing Yu bit her lip. "Probably, I felt wronged at the time."
"What's wronged?"
"... throw me indifferently for a few days, and hit me on the bridge of my nose as soon as I come back. Although it wasn't you who did it, it was you who threw me here, solemnly also yours." She said in her tone. Resentment could be heard.
Yu Zeyao laughed. "Sure enough, I can't reason with the little woman."
Speaking of this, he paused with his long fingers, and looked at her with a deep look, "Did you miss me these days?"
Jing Yu pretended not to understand, "what days?"
He was very patient, "I have been out these days."
Jing Yu didn't answer, but said: "If the housekeeper didn't tell me, I wouldn't know that you had gone so far."
"You are avoiding my answer?" Yu Zeyao smiled. "If you don't say it, I'll think of you."
Jing Yu still didn't say a word, but her eyes were fixed on him, the waves flickered under her eyes. Her eyes seemed to be able to talk, and at this moment, it seemed as if she was talking with him gently, thinking of love.
At that moment, Yu Zeyao knew the answer that had never been exported, and his heart was throbbing.
Hold her over and place her on yourself like a child.
"Have you really missed me?" When his affection surged and he spoke again, his voice was much lower.
The long eyelashes moved, and Jing Yu didn't hide it. He had a deeper smile under her eyes, and she said, "You leave without a word, and hold me here for days."
Before he could say anything, she said, "I want to go back to work."
Yu Zeyao rejected the idea, "Don't make a fool."
"I live here these days alone, in the middle of the night there is no one in the room, empty, I dare not even go downstairs." Jing Yu looked at him, "I was thinking at that time, I should still go to work You ca n’t rely on you to live like a parasite. This is too bad—I should have my own life and live in our little house with Jin Nian. Even if I ’m alone, I ’m not scared.

This is the case for people. When there is no dependence, one can walk at night, one can carry heavy loads, and one can do many, many things. However, when there is more reliance around, the stronger person will become weaker.
Yu Zeyao circled her tightly, "I'm not going to stop you to go to work, but that's the year after. But you have to know that even if you go back to work, I can't let you live in that little house again. Here is your home in the future. No matter where you go, you have to go from here and back here. "
In the last few words, he spoke solemnly and seriously.
Jingyu heard a word of "home" and felt a trace of warm current in her heart.
On the day of her family's accident, her old home was gone. She later thought that she would have a new family with Liang Shengyi, but that idea was not realized.
But the man in front of him spoke the word with her.
The mood was turbulent, but his mouth said: "No family member will go out for a few days, without a phone call, without even saying a word."
She still cares.
Not so generous.
Yu Zeyao fiddled with her earlobe, "Why don't you see me on the phone?"