The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

New Year's Eve soon arrived and the caregiver went home. Zhou Yian bought some ingredients and went to the kitchen to cook a table of dishes. Zhou's mother's bite strength was not very good, so in order to let Zhou's mother eat more, she put the portion that Zhou's mother was going to eat in the pot and stewed it for a longer time for her to eat. Soft food is easier to digest.

As night falls and the lights come on, many people start setting off fireworks. The sound of fireworks echoes in the night sky. The colorful fireworks appear exceptionally beautiful in the night sky. The dazzling colors of the fireworks print out the prosperity of the entire city and add to the festive atmosphere.

After Zhou Yian and his wife finished their reunion dinner, they sat in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

It was just past nine o'clock, but Mother Zhou was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes. She had always had a very regular schedule in the nursing home, so at home her biological clock would ring punctually at that time as well.

After settling Zhou's mother down, Zhou Yian sat in the living room and continued to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Although the show was very exciting, she always felt that something was missing and she didn't have the patience to watch it any further.

She picked up her phone and saw that the New Year's greeting message she sent to Li Li a few hours ago still hadn't been replied. Li Li disappeared. She could no longer be contacted after she resigned from the club. Zhou Yian called her, but the call was not answered at first, and later it was impossible to get through. It was really sad that a friend who had been with her day and night suddenly disappeared without a trace.

She clicked on Xu Zehao's profile picture, and the chat conversation was still about the time when she transferred money to him.

She typed a few words quickly, but hesitated when it came to sending. After thinking about it, she felt that it was not appropriate, so she changed "What are you doing" to "Happy New Year" and then sent it.

She received his reply soon. He sent her a short video for the first time. It seemed that a group of people were sitting there chatting and drinking tea after a family dinner. The place where he was sitting seemed to be a little distance away from the crowd, neither far nor close, and it seemed that he deliberately avoided the crowd.

Zhou: [It’s really lively.]

Xu: [What about you? What are you doing?]

Zhou: [My mother is asleep, I am watching the Spring Festival Gala.]

Xu: [Watching the Spring Festival Gala at such a young age is a waste.]

Zhou: [An expression that doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry]

Xu Zehao didn't reply afterwards, and Zhou Yian didn't send any more messages. After curling up on the sofa and watching TV for a while, he felt drowsy, so he simply turned off the TV and prepared to go upstairs to sleep.

She got up and checked on her mother, and seeing that she had fallen into a deep sleep, she turned off all the lights in the room and living room, leaving a night light on for her in case she couldn't see the ringing button if she needed to be called at night.

When Zhou Yian came to the second floor, washed up and was about to go to bed, she suddenly heard a slight noise downstairs. She was startled, thinking that maybe her mother had woken up. She got up quickly without even turning on the light, put on her shoes and rushed outside.

As soon as he opened the door, a dark shadow was standing outside. Zhou Yian was so scared that he screamed, "Ah... um...", but someone suddenly covered his mouth and he could not make a sound.

"Shh, don't shout, it's me?" A deep and familiar male voice sounded in my ears.

Zhou Yian was still in shock, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Why are you here?"

"I miss you." The next second, before she could answer, his broad palms had passed through her back, tightly hugging her waist. He clasped the back of her head with one hand, and pressed his warm lips against her soft little mouth. His tongue pried open her pearly teeth, and he took advantage of the opportunity to rush in. The kiss was hot and long.

Zhou Yian was kissed until she couldn't breathe and her body felt a little weak, but she didn't push him away. Instead, she actively responded to him. She put her arms around his neck, and her fingertips rubbed his hair from time to time. In the darkness, the senses of the body seemed to be magnified. The two people's heartbeats accelerated, as if they wanted to break through their chests and hug each other tightly.

His kiss became more and more gentle, lightly exploring her mouth, causing her to shudder and their breathing became slightly disordered.

His fingertips gently lifted her skirt, and the loose and soft bathrobe slipped off in an instant, and his hands fell on her delicate and warm skin. In his dark eyes, lust surged.

He called softly, "An An, An An." His voice was hoarse, with a hint of forbearance and restraint, enough to charm people.

Feeling a heat source somewhere in his body starting to burn, he picked up Zhou Yian by the waist in a princess hug, gently placed her on the bed, put his arms around her waist, and leaned down.

Under the dim night light, clothes were scattered on the floor, two figures were entangled on the bed, and endless love flowed in the room.

The window of the room was half open, and fireworks were bright outside. Zhou Yian leaned limply in Xu Zehao's arms.

"Today is New Year's Eve, don't you need to be with your family?"

"Then who will accompany you?" The tone was lazy but firm.

"Come on, put on your clothes, I'll take you somewhere." Xu Zehao suddenly sat up.

Zhou Yian leaned weakly against his legs, closed his eyes and said softly: "Ah, now, but I don't want to move."

The mattress sank and then bounced back up. She felt Xu Zehao get up and heard the sound of water in the bathroom. She closed her eyes, her head felt dizzy and her consciousness became fuzzy.

Suddenly, her body was lifted into the air and she screamed and opened her eyes suddenly. Xu Zehao had just finished taking a shower and blow-drying his hair. His hair was messy but still handsome, and he exuded a fresh fragrance.

She asked sleepily, "What are you doing?"

"Let's take a shower. After we finish showering, we'll go downstairs."

"Take a...bath, shall we?"

"Well, you don't want to move? I'll wash it for you."

"No, no, you...you, put me down, I...I will wash myself, I will wash myself." Zhou Yian was frightened and lost all sleepiness. She twisted her body and struggled to break free from his princess hug.

Xu Zehao refused to let go and teased maliciously, "What's wrong? Didn't you say you didn't have the strength and didn't want to move?"

"I have it now, I have it now." Zhou Yian didn't even dare to think about that scene, helping her take a bath naked. His cheeks became hot just thinking about it, and he was so shy that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Xu Zehao was in a good mood when he saw her serious face and cute blushing face. He gently put her down and said, "Okay, that's enough for you. Go by yourself."

As soon as her toes touched the ground, Zhou Yian slipped away like a rabbit, quickly grabbed the clean clothes in the closet, and ran into the bathroom, fearing that he would really come in to help her take a bath.

Xu Zehao looked at her panicked look, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. This woman was really a little white rabbit in wolf's clothing. She was not as shrewd, experienced and aggressive as she seemed when they first met. Instead, she was a simple, cute and a little timid little white rabbit.

When he came out of the shower, Xu Zehao had already dressed himself up neatly. He was wearing a well-fitting high-end suit. His short, messy hair made his strong facial features look even more handsome. He had a superior temperament and a noble air, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Zhou Yian suddenly exclaimed: "Xu Zehao, you are so good-looking."

"You look good too, An'an." He walked forward and pulled her to the dressing table to blow her hair, holding the hair dryer in one hand and combing her hair with the other hand, his movements were gentle and skillful, making Zhou Yian feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.

His action made Zhou Yian feel extremely warm and at ease. At that moment, she even wanted to spend her whole life with him.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

He paused with his hand holding the hair dryer, "You are my woman, it would be abnormal for me to treat you badly."

"It's so late, almost twelve o'clock, where are we going later?"

"You'll know soon." Xu Zehao pretended to be mysterious and refused to reveal any information.

When they opened the door and went downstairs, the two of them held hands and walked very lightly, for fear of making any noise and waking up Mother Zhou.

When coming up, Xu Zehao didn't notice that Zhou Yian had placed a pot of newly bought forsythia at the entrance of the stairs. When going downstairs, he accidentally bumped into it, making a loud clanging sound, which scared Zhou Yian so much that his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

She quickly turned around and put her middle finger to her mouth, "Shh, be careful."

Xu Zehao was also frightened and trembled. The two of them immediately stopped walking and stood still, not daring to move. After listening carefully for a while, they found that Zhou's mother was not woken up, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you think we are having an affair?" Xu Zehao teased in a low voice.

Zhou Yian helplessly made a gesture to stop people from talking.

Xu Zehao held back his laughter and pulled her out the door. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and finally came out.

"Look, we two are like thieves." Xu Zehao continued to tease Zhou Yian.

Zhou Yian smiled sheepishly, "Let's go, where are we going?"

"Come." Xu Zehao did not take Zhou Yian to the car. Instead, he took her hand and came to the sunny glass house in the courtyard.