novelGentleness Of A Masculine Man
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An extremely familiar figure stood outside her door.
Leng Zhiyuan's beautiful eyes were contracting vigorously. He was here?
He actually came over?
She stood up quickly, but she sat on the ground for so long that her legs were a little numb. Her movements were a little slow, and when she managed to stand up, she noticed that the man outside the door had already placed his finger on the finger scanner outside the jail cell. The door popped open with a ding, and he quickly walked inside.
He was a Major General in the army, and he could enter any door that had the fingerprint lock installed.
He walked inside and closed the door behind him with his leg as he walked in. The door closed with a ding, and at this moment, another group of people arrived outside. It was his Flaming Forces soldiers who did not manage to block him. They said, "Major General, Older Sister-in-law..."
Director Yang was also here. He had both hands behind his back as he stood in the back. His expression was grim as he looked at the two people in the jail cell, and he wanted to have a look at what this troublemaker was up to.
Han Xuan was also here. She did not want to be there, but she could not control her footsteps. She wanted to have a look, to have a look at what he could do when he saw that woman.
A group of bystanders stood outside the jail cell. Leng Zhiyuan did not look at them and did not even glance over at them. Her gaze was all over Zhou Yao's face, body. He... Was he okay now?
Zhou Yao stared at this small attractive face. His gaze was both intense and fierce, and he stared at her intently. He hated that he could not rip her into two pieces, and at the same time, he hated that he could not smash her into his bones.
"You are so relaxed all by yourself here. Hah. Putting you here, it would be very hard for you to get out. They might give you your sentence tomorrow, " he said with a slightly hoarse voice, and there was a mocking laughter in his voice.
When he saw her just now, she sat down on the floor and closed her eyes, and it was just as if she was taking a nap. She did not seem like a person who'd been arrested at all. She was not frantic nor depressed, and she was extremely calm.
This time, no one needed to explain the situation. He opened his eyes, and from the moment he saw Han Xuan, he understood everything. This was also the reason why he persisted to hide his illness.
The matter of him getting poisoned would also implicate her, and it would also implicate both the Zhou and Leng families.
This kind of problem involving politics was extremely sensitive. As a soldier, other than heeding orders, he could not do anything else.
Leng Zhiyuan looked at him and slowly curled up the corners of her lips as she said, "I learned it from you. Weren't you poisoned and almost on the verge of death? Didn't you also act like a normal person and brought another woman to go and drink in a bar to put on a show for me to watch?" she retorted.
As he looked at her stubborn expressions, Zhou Yao's gaze dimmed down. He parted his long legs, took a few wide strides, and came over to face her as he said, "Little woman! You still dare to talk back!"
He stretched his long arm out and pulled her into his embrace with force.
Leng Zhiyuan crashed into his strong embrace. Her nostrils were filled with the strong masculine scent on his body, and it was mixed with a little bit of sterilizing liquid. It smelled very pleasant.
She closed her long curly eyelashes and brought two small hands over to his sculpted waist. She hugged him slowly, "Zhou Yao, you seemed to have... gotten slimmer."
He'd really lost a lot of weight, and she knew it the moment she hugged him.
Zhou Yao buried his head in her long hair before he took a sniff, feeling smitten. He could not hug her slim bone structure with one long arm, and he used strength to pull her closer. He forcefully pulled her against his chest as he laughed and said, "Why, you don't love me because I am slim now?"
He was still joking?
Leng Zhiyuan touched his waist and slowly went upwards. He was still wearing the blue and white striped hospital gown, and the moment she saw him, she knew that he had come over to look for her the moment he woke up.
Her nostrils turned red. The material of the hospital gown was very thin, and she could clearly see the wounds on his body through the thin material. The wounds that he scratched out on his body when he had an attack, they were all covered with scabs now.
"Does it hurt?" Her red lips trembled as she said, "Is it very painful?"
"It is alright." Zhou Yao brushed her off as he turned his head over to the side to gently kiss her cheek.
She knew that he would not say it. He was a chauvinist, and no matter how much pain he was going through, he would not say it out loud. He was also not willing to let the people he cared for see him go through an attack.
"When you were in so much pain, what were you thinking about?"
"Thinking of you."
"It didn't hurt when you thought of me?"
"... It hurt even more." Zhou Yao hugged her even tighter, and he softly and lovingly said, "My heart hurt."
The hot tears in Leng Zhiyuan's eyes flowed down immediately. She clenched her fists together as she hit his broad, handsome chest, and she said, "Why didn't you tell me? Why did you have to hide it from me? Could you have thought that after I found out that you were poisoned, I would be all depressed? Was I so frail and so silly?
"Why be afraid of death? If you have the time of a day, then we will spend a day together. If you have half a day, then let's spend half a day. As long as we are together, there is nothing much about dying."
"Don't do that anymore in the future. I, Leng Zhiyuan, am not afraid of anything. I will be able to accept everything. I am just afraid that when two hearts are separated, and I am afraid that there are regrets in life. You said that you were going to walk along with me till the end of time, and if this is your end, then it is the forever between us, right?"
Zhou Yao's thick eyelashes were closed. He did not dare to open his eyes because he knew at this moment, his eyes were very red as he said, "Wifey... Wifey!"
He picked her up, and spun around twice on the spot.
What else could he still say? What did he have to say? He'd only been with this woman for three short months, but it was just as if they spent their entire lives together. His heart was full because of her. She understood him, cherished him, and loved him.
Both of them did not have to say too much, and there were times that he really felt that he was born to wait for her.
Leng Zhiyuan hugged his neck as she allowed him to pick her up higher. They were spinning around as they hugged one another. Her hot tears were just like a broken string of pearls, and one pearl fell after the other.
After she was placed down, her back was already against the wall. Her small face was cupped in the centre of two large, rough palms, and he said, "Wifey, the person who leaves first would not be in any pain at all. The one in pain is the one left behind. I would not bear for you to be that one."
"Silly! So silly!" Leng Zhiyuan went on her tiptoes to kiss his lips.
The two people inside were kissing one another, and the people outside were all so jealous.
The Flaming Forces soldiers watched as their Major General and Older Sister-in-law were so in love with one another. They turned their heads over to the side. Why did the heavens have to torture people so much?
Director Yang's grim expressions were touched. In his impression, Zhou Yao was just like a wild horse who needed to be tied up. The moment he let his guard down, this wild horse would run outside to create trouble for him.
Director Yang had never seen Zhou Yao behaving like this before. He was totally shocked and immensely touched. It turned out that Zhou Yao also had this side to him. He was just like a wild beast who was tamed in front of Leng Zhiyuan. When Leng Zhiyuan opened her palm, he would go and act cute to gain favour from her. Was this the gentleness of a masculine man?
Han Xuan was thrown down to the eighteenth layer of hell. Her hands and feet were all icy cold as she froze on the spot. Her hands that were by her sides were tightly clenched into fists, and the scene that was playing out before her was just like a sharp knife digging into her heart, and it made her feel so much pain that she did not want to continue living, but she was unwilling to turn her head over to the side. She wanted to look on, and she wanted to see it with all of her strength.
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