Jiang Yao's hair was blown dry, and the fragrance on her body penetrated into Zhou Qianze's snort.

Zhou Qianze stopped the movements in his hand and stared at her with flirtatious eyes, Jiang Yao didn't dare to look at those eyes, just like a whirlpool swamp, looking at each other would be fatally deep.

He pressed his chin against the top of Jiang Yao's head, rubbed it gently, and said in a serious tone: "Yaoyao, I only recognize you now, I won't make you sad again in the future, stay by my side, okay?"

Jiang Yao instinctively wanted to refuse, but she couldn't open her mouth, and her heart was tangled like a mess, tangled in a mess.

Before she could react, Zhou Qianze grabbed her with his palm and picked her up, lying on the soft white quilt, and his kiss was scattered, like a boiled frog in warm water, not impatient, on her earlobe, forehead, lip flap, neck......

Jiang Yao resisted and pushed him away, and suddenly felt some pain in her lower abdomen, blood droplets slipped down, Zhou Qianze clinged to her white leg and stopped moving, and cursed: ""

Jiang Yao pushed him away and covered his face and ran to the bathroom, it turned out that the eldest aunt was here, and breathed a sigh of relief, she felt that it was really timely, and walked out after cleaning up.

Zhou Qianze lay on his side with a gloomy face, the fire in his body had not yet disappeared, and he was suffocating uncomfortably.

Jiang Yao didn't care about her, uncovered the quilt and lay down, Zhou Qianze turned around, Jiang Yao glared at him and said, "Zhou Qianze, can you not move your hands and feet, I have an uncomfortable stomach now and I don't have the strength to play with you"

The next second, his warm palm was on her stomach, and he sneered and said, "I'm safe, good, sleep."

Jiang Yao just lay in the crook of his arm and fell asleep, sleeping with him during the day, it seemed to be the first time in so many years.

This night, she slept until the evening, and a light rain was falling along the eaves outside the room, and the whole park had a hazy Jiangnan poetry.

Jiang Yao woke up and found that Zhou Qianze was no longer by his side, leaned out of the quilt and stretched out his hand, feeling that something hard was rubbing, and found that the middle finger of his left hand did not know when he was wearing the ring, and the diamond was glowing with faint starlight.

Jiang Yao looked incredulous, it was the couple ring that Zhou Qianze gave her, she had obviously refused, thinking that he secretly put it on while she was asleep, Jiang Yao was so angry that she wanted to take it off, but the ring still didn't move, tightly encircled her knuckles, and sighed helplessly, more like a circle in her heart.

Someone knocked on the door, as if to say, "Miss Jiang, are you awake, Mrs. Song called you over"

Jiang Yao shouted loudly: "Wait, I'll come"

She crept up and freshened up, picked a beige woolen coat from the pile of clothes, put it on, closed the door, and her face was as clean as a piece of tofu, and even if she didn't apply any powder, she stood out like a beauty.

She looked at the garden, a deep place, and the cold wind hit her face, mixed with rain and mist, and it was cold.

I don't know how the ancients wrote beautiful rain scenes in the south of the Yangtze River in the cold winter.

The man took her to Mrs. Song's private room, and Jiang Yao asked, "Have you seen Zhou Qianze?"

She didn't know when he woke up and when he left, and there was an indescribable frustration.

"Mr. Xiao Zhou is also in Mrs. Song's room, chatting with her old man."

Jiang Yao asked one more casually: "Why haven't I read the reservation information on the Internet for this villa?" ”

The man covered his mouth and smiled, and replied to her: "Miss Jiang doesn't know, this is our old lady Song's property, a private villa, and only accepts guests from the clan."

Jiang Yao nodded, she couldn't imagine that even Zhou Qianze's grandmother was so arrogant.

When he arrived outside Mrs. Song's room, the man had already left.

Jiang Yao just wanted to knock on the door, but suddenly Zhou Qianze's deep voice came through the door - "Grandma, I didn't want to marry her"

Jiang Yao paused, withdrew her hand in a panic, her throat was speechless as if it was blocked by a knife, she turned her head and ran away with her sadness, her eyes covered with a layer of mist.