Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

He really drove directly back to his villa in Shanghefang, where Zijun had come to take care of him for a night before he was sick, and the two of them were ambiguous enough that night.

"I stayed at my house tonight," Tong Zhenyu lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I miss you."

Zijun's face immediately turned red up to the neck, she naturally knew what he was thinking about.

Seeing that she didn't answer, he continued to ask with a smile: "You don't miss me? Huh?"

"..." Zijun's face blushed again, Tong Zhenyu, can he not keep his words close to that?

Tong Zhenyu looked down at her with flushed cheeks. The 25-year-old young woman looked like a 15-year-old girl at this time. Her ivory white skin was pink, like a red apple in autumn, which made people want to take a bite.

He lifted the ends of her hair and brushed her cheek lightly: "I've been away for ten days, but you haven't called me or sent me a text message. If you don't come to me , are you planning to —— want to distance yourself from me?”

Zijun was suddenly at a loss for words. She had always wanted to get rid of him, but every time she did, she put herself on his bed.

So, now, she doesn't even bother to think about breaking up with him, because the more you leave, the more unclear you are.

"Zhang Zijun, talk." Seeing that she was silent for a long time, he couldn't help shouting again in a low voice.

Zijun raised his head, looked at the man standing in front of him, suddenly mustered up his courage, stood on tiptoe, put his hands on his neck, his eyes were slightly red.

Tong Zhenyu was taken aback, immediately put his arms around her waist, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Zijun bit the corner of his lips lightly, kissed his lips for a while, and then muffled: "I miss you."

Tong Zhenyu was obviously stunned and didn't react immediately.

Zijun thought he didn't hear, so he said it again: "Tong Zhenyu, I miss you!"

Tong Zhenyu finally came back to his senses this time, looking at her flushed face, and hearing her shy 'confession', a smile quickly appeared in his eyes, and the hand around her waist stroked her back .

"I haven't slept well for more than [-] hours on the plane." He said with a smile.

Zijun's heart was beating wildly immediately, his flushed cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, the arms around his strong waist were slowly released, and he was about to back away, when he stepped on a stone at the gate of the courtyard, his body tilted, I was about to fall down.

Tong Zhenyu quickly reached out and grabbed her arm waving in the air, pulled her a little harder, and pulled her directly into his arms.

"Zijun, I will take what I said just now seriously," he stared down at her, his voice was low and serious like never before.

Zijun's cheeks were hot with embarrassment, and he pushed his chest that was getting tighter and tighter with his hands: "You can also pretend to be a joke."

"Fool, how could I take such a beautiful love story as a joke?" He kissed her on the lips: "I will understand that you have agreed to marry me."

"Let's go in quickly, don't you say you're sleepy?" Zijun broke free from his embrace: "Could it be possible to talk about love at the gate of this courtyard all night?"

Tong Zhenyu nodded, pushed open the courtyard door and led her in together.

Tong Zhenyu seldom comes to live in this place, but there are regular part-time workers to take care of it every week, so even if no one is there for ten days and a half months, the inside is still very clean.

"I'm a little thirsty. Why isn't the water dispenser turned on?" Tong Zhenyu put the suitcase at the door, looked at the unplugged water dispenser, and frowned.

"I don't know how long the water is, how do you drink it?" Zijun rolled his eyes at him: "You sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen to boil water."

Tong Zhenyu nodded, and sat down on the sofa, while Zijun turned and went to the kitchen. She has been to this place before, so the kitchen is quite familiar.

After washing the kettle, I boiled the water and boiled the water, thinking that he was in a hurry to drink, so I didn't fill much.

Ten minutes later, Zijun came out with a glass of boiling water, and saw Tong Zhenyu lying on the couch in the living room with long arms and legs.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes covered his eyes, and his steady breathing made his chest rise and fall slightly, as if he had really fallen asleep.

She put the water glass in her hand on the coffee table, looked at him who was sound asleep, and finally went upstairs on tiptoe, pushed open the door of his bedroom last time, and took an air-conditioning quilt on the bed.

Back in the living room, he was still sleeping there, she bent down and covered him carefully, for fear of waking him up too much.

When I got a little closer, I found a light blue stubble on his chin. I didn't realize until I fell asleep that there was indeed a tired look on his face. I guess he was really sleepy.

His lips were a little dry, probably because he was really thirsty. When he ate in the restaurant just now, it was tea. He didn't know what kind of tea it was, so he just sipped it lightly and didn't drink any more.

He got up and went to the kitchen to get a small spoon, scooped up the already lukewarm boiling water, brought it to the corner of his mouth, and soaked it for him bit by bit.

Her movements were extremely careful, she finally finished feeding a spoonful, and was about to feed him another spoonful, but the moment she withdrew her wrist, he reached out and held it backwards.

She lowered her head in surprise, just in time to meet Tong Zhenyu's clear and deep black eyes. Obviously, her action of feeding him water just now woke him up.

Zijun was like a child who had done something bad and was caught on the spot, he was at a loss for a while in embarrassment.

"Don't bother to feed me water," he said in a hoarse voice, "you should drink some yourself."

"I have something to drink." She broke free from his hand with a little force, and handed him the water glass: "Drink it by yourself when you wake up."

He smiled, and when he took the water glass: "I knew I would have continued to sleep, so you could continue to feed me."

She gave him a white look: "Next time I will pretend to be asleep and ignore you."

"Then I'll feed you." After saying this, he took a big sip of water.

Zijun hurriedly hid the spoon in his hand behind his back, thinking that he would not snatch it away, but it turned out that he directly reached out and grabbed the back of his head, and then, his thin lips moved up to hers...

Before Zijun fully recovered, a sip of cool water had soaked into her mouth, and then slipped down with a 'choke'.

Her face was flushed, and she struggled to break free from his arms, but he directly picked her up horizontally, turned around and walked towards the curved stairs.

"Didn't you say you haven't slept for more than twenty hours?" Zijun looked at him suspiciously.

"Well," he looked down at her, and said softly, "I haven't slept much for more than twenty hours, but you have been hungry for a long time, and I have to feed you first before going to sleep."

"..." Zijun glared at him, and retorted shyly, "Who is hungry?"

Tong Zhenyu smiled, and quickly admitted: "I'm hungry, it's okay, you feed me first, otherwise I won't be able to sleep because of hunger."

"..." This time, Zhang Zijun was completely speechless.