Chapter 90 Idiot

Inside the room, the floor lamp emits a soft light.

When Zhou Tingyun opened the door, he saw Mingzhao sitting on the bed in a daze.

A tuft of hair on the top of the head is sticking up, and the round and bright eyes are now blank.

He came over, smoothed her frizzy hair, and said with a smile in his voice.

"What are you thinking about, so serious?"

The gentle woody aroma lingered lightly, enveloping her in a reassuring scent.

Ming Zhao grabbed his wrist and pulled him down, then pursed his lips and climbed on top of him.

With his big hands firmly holding her waist, Zhou Tingyun held her and sat her sideways on his lap, his movements skillful and natural.

He kissed the tip of her nose and whispered, "What's wrong, baby?"

She nestled in Zhou Tingyun's arms, not saying a word.

Ming Zhao has always lacked maternal and paternal love.

In her heart, apart from Ming Nutu, who gave birth to her after ten months of pregnancy, the person she cares about most is Zhou Tingyun.

I used to feel confused as to why I had such a lukewarm affection for my father, until today when I realized that Zhou Jinzhi and I had no blood relationship.

So, does this natural attraction between relatives really exist?

"Your face has turned bitter," Zhou Tingyun pinched her cheek and joked, "You don't want to marry me so much?"

What are you talking about?

I bumped my head against him and said angrily, "I don't have any."

From his perspective, he clearly knew that the relationship couldn't be successful.

Those words may deceive others, but can they deceive the Civil Affairs Bureau?

After pulling his hand away angrily, she suddenly thought of something and came up with a bad idea.

Ming Zhao blinked and looked up at the man with a sincere tone.

"Why don't we just get the certificate tomorrow!"

Her eyes are sparkling, with the corners of her eyes slightly upturned, and she looks cute and innocent.

The man's expression froze.

Now that's good, Ming Zhao has caught him.

Immediately frowned in grievance, "Okay Zhou Tingyun, you actually hesitated!"

"You don't even want to be with me—"

Zhou Tingyun held her arm with a little force, and tightened it in time to prevent her from running away in anger.

"Zhao Zhao, I didn't mean that."

He held her in his arms and bent down to kiss her soft white cheek.

"Aren't we leaving North City soon? Why don't we just get married abroad?"

A warm breath swept across my neck, and the man's clear, pleasant voice soothed me softly, like an electric current.

Ming Zhao's ears felt a little hot and his wrists felt weak.

She pursed her lips and continued to hum a few times, deliberately making things difficult for herself.

"You can get the certificate in China before leaving."

"Baby," he took her hand and slowly intertwined their fingers, "The plane has applied for a flight for the day after tomorrow."

“…”

She actually forgot that the Civil Affairs Bureau is closed during the Spring Festival.

"Okay." Ming Zhao puffed up his cheeks.

She leaned on the man for a while, then reached out and gently pressed his Adam's apple, poking it playfully.

When he got bored, he reached into his clothes again to touch the tooth mark tattoo.

Zhou Tingyun grabbed her fingertips.

"Be good, there are no measures here."

Ming Zhao blinked slowly and nuzzled into his ear like a kitten.

Her hot and humid breath was gentle, and she said something softly in a deliberately teasing tone.

"..." His forehead jumped, and Zhou Tingyun's dark eyes were gloomy. He was once again angered by her boldness.

Resisting the urge to slap her on the butt, he grabbed her wrist with a cold face and was about to get her off him.

Ming Zhao had no idea what was going on. He refused to cooperate and even unbuttoned his clothes with his hands.

Zhou Tingyun suppressed the fire in his eyes and stopped her actions.

"Ming Zhao, what did you do in biology class?"

Ming Zhao was caught off guard and was stunned.

Soon he became aggrieved, "What's wrong?"

He looked completely ignorant and fearless.

What's wrong?

He closed his eyes and suppressed his anger.

He pinched her chin and lifted her up, his calm tone concealing a turbulent undercurrent.

"Ming Zhao, do you know what you are saying?"

"Who told you it's okay to be pregnant in vitro? What if you get pregnant? What are you going to do?"

Zhou Tingyun usually found it difficult to get angry with Ming Zhao, but at this moment, he was really angry at her for not considering the consequences.

The warm palm moved to the lower abdomen and pressed down, and the voice was as cold as ice.

"How old are you now? You can't even take care of yourself, and you want to have a baby?"

Ming Zhao was frightened by what he said.

The young lady, who is only 21 years old, has not had a pet over the years, and even the cactus she raised was dying, so she finally gave it to Zhou Tingyun to take care of.

How could one possibly be prepared for this?

Thinking back to the previous times, perhaps because she was used to relying on Zhou Tingyun to take care of everything, she didn't care about so many things at all, let alone pay attention to whether any measures were taken.

Seeing the girl's face turn pale, Zhou Tingyun immediately regretted his tone and wondered if he had been too harsh.

His expression relaxed, and he gently embraced her, "I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao, I just..."

But the words stopped here.

As she was listening, she looked up in confusion.

When Ming Zhao met the man's ambiguous gaze, his heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly understood -

There's another reason why he's so serious.

Pursing her lips, she inexplicably felt like laughing.

She buried her face gently in his chest, feeling Zhou Tingyun's warmth and steady, strong heartbeat. After a while, she spoke in a muffled voice:

"I think it's better for you to cancel the flight."

Before Zhou Tingyun could catch up with her overly jumpy thoughts, he heard her mumbling again.

"Burn the document without reading its contents."

"Stupid brother."