100 Ways to Pamper Your Wife: The Cold CEO Locks Her Waist and Forces Her to Marry

Less than two hours after leaving, Zhao Chuyu and her suitcase "stepped" into Zizhu Garden again.

However, this time, she was carried in horizontally by the waist.

Because the small blisters on the soles of her feet were pricked and had not healed yet, she was "restless" and ran around everywhere after waking up from a nap, causing the scabs to be worn and bleeding.

This was discovered by Qi Jinan.

When he walked out of the backyard holding her fingers, he noticed that she walked slowly and her steps were a little unnatural.

He immediately noticed something was wrong, and regardless of the dirt, he squatted down and personally helped her take off her shoes to check them.

With so many bodyguards watching, her face turned slightly red. She tried to pull it back secretly, and her words came out with embarrassment, "It's dirty, it doesn't matter, I'll go back and look at it myself."

However, he held it tightly, his brows and eyes were heavy, and the voice that came out of his thin lips contained a hint of coldness, "Don't move, I will help you check."

He was very strong and seeing that I couldn't pull my eyes away, I could only look away, listen to him, stop struggling with him, relax my strength, and let him check.

When he turned her feet over to check, he found that the bottom of her socks were already stained with bright red blood.

At that moment, she could clearly feel the heartache and anxiety emanating from him.

He half-knelt in front of her, looking up at her, as if he couldn't do anything about her.

She felt a little guilty when he looked at her, and couldn't say anything.

She had been accustomed to pain since childhood, so those little blisters were nothing to her.

Moreover, she knew that her body's healing ability was beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition.

Once, she was hit on the head by a brick and was bleeding. The cut was so big that she had to get so many stitches that she even thought she would be disfigured and leave an ugly scar.

Unexpectedly, after a month, the stitches on the wound disappeared without a trace, and there was no sign of it at all.

From small to large, the injuries, big and small, add up to too many.

Once you get used to it, you won’t pay too much attention to it and just wait for it to heal on its own.

Now, suddenly being valued by someone so much, her heart felt like it was soaked in a hot spring, very warm.

During the entire bathing process, he carefully and cautiously helped her rinse.

She was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to open her eyes to look at him the whole time. She could only close her eyes and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Before going to bed, he brought a special ointment and applied it to her neck where he had pinched her, as well as the wounds on her feet.

It feels cool and refreshing, very comfortable.

The heating was on in the room, so even though I was naked, I didn't feel the slightest bit of cold.

He was very well behaved tonight.

He held her naked in his arms, kissed her between the eyebrows, said "good night", and turned off the lights to go to bed.

Late at night, Zhao Chuyu, who was pretending to be asleep, slowly opened her eyes and, with the moonlight coming in from the window, carefully observed Qi Jinan who was sleeping soundly.

Recalling the scene in the bathroom, she slowly raised her red lips.

I thought his mysophobia was gone, but it turns out it wasn't.

After he finished bathing her, he fetched her bathrobe and put it on her.

During this process, his hand accidentally touched the tile wall covered with water mist.

She watched him tie her belt with a frown on his face, then walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and rubbed her hands back and forth several times.

Such an operation almost made her confused.

The walls are smooth and bright and don't look dirty at all.

Moreover, the water mist was on the wall when taking a shower.

But he couldn't even tolerate this little bit of "dirt".

This shows how serious his mysophobia is and how he cannot tolerate any "dirty things".

However, there is not a single "symptom" of mysophobia in anything related to her.

In particular, he took off her shoes and checked her injuries twice in a row, and there was no trace of disgust in his serious expression.

Also, in the psychedelic forest, when he knelt on one knee despite the dirtiness, he did not show the slightest resistance.

The contrast is really huge when compared like this.

Zhao Chuyu raised her hand cautiously, and taking advantage of the night to depict his charming facial features from a distance.

What kind of person is Qi Jinan?

The more I understand, the faster my heart falls.

She withdrew her small hand that was drawing him in the air, and pressed her heart, which was good for nothing except beating, through the quilt.

This heart is really disobedient.

The night deepens.

Zhao Chuyu slowly felt sleepy and her eyelids drooped slightly, covering her sparkling eyes.

The two people sleeping in each other's arms have delicate features and their breath blend together, so beautiful that the sound of the wind outside dare not be too rampant.

In the second half of the night, dark clouds rolled over the Miao village and gathered more and more.

The thunder and lightning gradually became brighter and louder.

When the first flash of lightning cut through the dark night sky and a thunder as powerful as a bomb sounded, Qi Jinan instantly opened his eagle-like sharp eyes.

That gaze, sharper than a dagger, swept straight towards the slightly opened curtains.

This lightning came so strangely.

The sky was clear during the day and full of rosy clouds in the evening. Tomorrow should also be a sunny day.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the lightning was brighter than the last, as if in a competition, fast and long.

There were also thunders that were getting louder and louder, as if trying to decide the winner.

Such an earth-shaking noise woke up Zhao Chuyu who had just fallen asleep.

She raised her hands sleepily to rub her eyes that couldn't be opened, "What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

Her soft voice was filled with sleepiness, and she yawned as she spoke.

It can be seen how reluctant she is to wake up at this time.

Qi Jinan pulled up the quilt, wrapped her in his arms, put away the coldness in his eyes, lowered his head and placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"Did you wake up Xiao Chuyu? It's okay, it's raining outside."

His big hands gently patted her back through the quilt, and he coaxed her to continue sleeping in a gentle voice.

Zhao Chuyu's head was still swollen and he was not clear-headed. He dazedly responded, "Yeah."

Then she rubbed her neck for a few times, found a comfortable position, and curled up on his chest like a kitten again, falling into a deep sleep.

In a few minutes, the lightning and thunder outside were covered by heavy rain.

The rain was unstoppable.

It seemed as if it was going to destroy everything in the Miao village.

The sudden thunderstorm instantly "woken up" the other sleeping soldiers and bodyguards.

They saw that it looked like pouring water and frowned.

There must be something behind the abnormal weather.

The thunderstorm continued until the next morning.

It was raining so hard that I couldn't go out.

Also for the sake of personal safety, the return journey of teachers and students from the three major universities was postponed.

After finishing breakfast, Zhao Chuyu sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, quietly looking at the garden that merged into a small river.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, with no sign of stopping.

If this continues, we are at the foot of the mountain and it is very likely that a landslide will occur. We will not be able to stay here for long.

However, the roads outside have become "rivers" that never stop flowing.

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