C8

That night's meal seemed peaceful on the surface, but in reality, it was extremely awkward.

Luckily, the girl and Zhou Mingfan from Zhou Haonan's company seemed to be able to chat very well. The two of them had a feeling that they were meeting too late.

Finally, they exchanged contact information.

"..."

When he got home, he packed everything up and prepared to rest.

At the side, Zhou Haonan suddenly put down his phone. He grabbed onto my arm, his eyes flashing with pain.

"Meng Yao, it's been hard on you."

Zhou used his warm fingers to gently stroke the red marks left by the wet tissue on my hand.

He probably thought that I accidentally injured him.

As for me, I never thought of explaining Zhou Mingfan's situation to him, so I might as well let him think this way.

"It's fine, I'm not tired."

I squinted my eyes, but my tears suddenly spilled onto the back of Zhou Haonan's hand.

"Meng Yao, let's have a child."

After pausing for a short moment, Zhou Haonan suddenly raised his eyes to look at me and said.

The light in his eyes was filled with anticipation, but also a hint of happiness.

Child?

Actually, I've always wanted a child, but considering the financial situation, I didn't dare mention it.

Now that Zhou Haonan wants it, I can't refuse either.

While I was still in a daze, Zhou Haonan couldn't wait any longer. He took off his shirt, and then laid on top of me.

Instantly, his heroic face magnified in front of my eyes.

"Meng Yao, you're so beautiful."

Zhou stared into my eyes as he spoke, thrusting his hand through the hem of my pajamas.

There was a magic in his hand that made my whole body go limp.

While I was squinting my eyes in enjoyment, the scene of Zhou Mingfan grabbing onto my waist in the living room suddenly flashed through my mind …

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little disgusted, and reflexively grabbed Zhou Haonan's hand which was reaching towards my chest.

"What's wrong? "Meng Yao?"

Zhou Haonan didn't understand and raised his eyes to look at me before asking curiously.

"No …." "It's nothing!"

I stammered out a reply, then loosened my grip on Zhou Haonan's hand.

Zhou Haonan didn't seem to think too much about it, and continued with his hand movements.

His hot, wet lips kissed me all the way from his chest to my navel.

As for me, I felt as if my whole body had fallen into cotton. It was so soft that I couldn't muster up any strength.

But in the process that I enjoy, I always feel that something is wrong!

In the bedroom, the bedside lamp was on, and everything was clearly visible.

As for me, I raised my head and looked at Zhou Haonan, who was trying his best to tease me.

He was so attentive, and I was just imagining things...

As I put my head back in the pillow, the strangeness became more and more apparent.

It was as though …

It was as if he was being watched.

But when I looked around, I saw nothing suspicious.

Am I hallucinating?

Just as I was about to ask myself, Zhou Haonan suddenly stopped.

"Meng Yao, what's wrong here?" Why are there so many red marks on your body? "

Zhou Haonan gently rubbed his hand on my waist. His voice was filled with obvious doubt and confusion, and I could even feel a hint of doubt and interrogation.

"It's nothing, I just accidentally made it myself."

I casually explained.

However, I seemed to have forgotten that I was not good at lying, so when I replied to Zhou Haonan, my eyes averted a few times.

The environment in which Zhou Haonan had grown up was unique. He was good at everything, but the only downside was his suspicious personality.

Obviously, his answer to me was half-believing and half-doubting.

That night, because their hearts were heavy, they had no time to think about what would happen next.