Chapter 288: How Much Do You Miss Me?
Nor did he have to wait until Tian Xiaofeng called and learned about the things that happened between the Shen and Song families. He could no longer bear the worry and longing, and stayed up all night and drove over directly.
Lin Ziqiu leaned in Zhong Heyang's arms, feeling the familiar scent on him. The attachment to him that had been hidden deep in her heart could no longer be suppressed and burst out in anger.
She reached out and hugged the man's waist, her voice soft, "I missed you too."
On the way here, Zhong Heyang was a little worried that his presence would upset her. But now that he heard that she was also concerned about him, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
"How much do you want it?"
Zhong Heyang lowered his head and couldn't help but lift a strand of hair by Lin Ziqiu's ear, and his fingers slowly slid down her cheek.
The magnetic voice with bewitching sound made Lin Ziqiu's cheeks flush. She raised her eyes to look at him calmly and asked, "What about you?"
"I miss you so much..." I miss her so much that I even want to melt her into my body.
Zhong Heyang's eyes became more and more fiery. He moved closer and touched Lin Ziqiu's nose lightly. His breathing became a little rapid.
Lin Ziqiu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated at his sudden approach. She closed her eyes subconsciously, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.
But she waited for several seconds but the kiss she wanted did not come. When she opened her eyes, she met the man's affectionate peach blossom eyes and turned away in embarrassment.
Zhong Heyang immediately regretted it. He never thought that she would be willing to let him kiss her, so he was stunned for a few seconds.
"Wife, I just..."
"Don't touch me!"
Lin Ziqiu had never been so embarrassed.
Zhong Heyang was anxious and hurriedly coaxed, "Good wife, I know I was wrong..."
"Go away! I'm going to take a nap. You can stay where you want!"
Lin Ziqiu was feeling embarrassed and annoyed at the moment, her ears were completely red.
"don't want!"
Zhong Heyang hugged her from behind with both hands, rested his head on her shoulder, and said in a flattering voice, "Wife, just let me kiss you!"
Lin Ziqiu struggled in his arms, "No! Go away!"
"Just a kiss!"
"I don't want it!" Lin Ziqiu refused to give in, and was afraid of waking up Shen Xiu in the room, so she lowered her voice and said, "Don't make a fuss, Aunt Shen will be woken up later."
The next second, he bent down, picked the person up, and walked towards the room not far away with big strides.
Long before he arrived, he called the guesthouse to book a room.
Lin Ziqiu was horrified and subconsciously hugged his neck, "What are you doing! Put me down!"
"Let's find a place where there is no one and give my wife a good kiss."
When Lin Ziqiu heard his nonsense, she pounded his chest with a blushing face, "You...you are not allowed to act like a hooligan!"
Her fists, one after another, were like feathers tickling the tip of his heart, making it itch even more.
Zhong Heyang was very strong. Even though he was holding her, he was able to use the key to open the door and carry her into his room in no time.
Putting her on the bed, Zhong Heyang leaned over and pressed her down, "How can I be considered a hooligan if I kiss my own wife?"
After he finished speaking, he didn't give Lin Ziqiu any chance to refute and blocked her lips without hesitation.
Lin Ziqiu was a little overwhelmed by the kiss, but luckily they had some experience before, so she didn't forget to breathe.
This kiss was passionate and eager, carrying Zhong Heyang's endless love and longing for her.
In fact, Lin Ziqiu missed him very much in her heart. She clutched Zhong Heyang's clothes tightly, slowly closed her eyes, and raised her head to respond.
At this moment, it seemed as if the only things in the world left were the sound of their heartbeats and their sweet breath.
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The other side.
Tian Xiaofeng knew that they would arrive overnight, so he waited for people downstairs early.
Meng Zhiwei parked the car before coming in.
"He Yang went up?"
Zhong Heyang was driving most of the way here.
Meng Zhiwei knew that he was anxious, afraid that if he arrived too late, the Shen and Song families would do something bad to Lin Ziqiu.
So in the second half of the night, he finally persuaded Zhong Heyang to take off, as driving while tired was also unsafe.
“Yes, Aunt Shen should not be awake yet, do you want to go up?”
Tian Xiaofeng had never met Meng Zhiwei, but Shen Xiu was very good to them. Especially during the time when they lived in the Zhong family during the flood, he felt the motherly love that he had not felt for a long time.
"Then I won't go up yet, so as not to wake her up."
Meng Zhiwei put the luggage on the first floor.
Tian Xiaofeng poured him a cup of hot tea and said, "Why don't you go to my room and rest for a while? Brother Huang Bin has already woken up."
Meng Zhiwei took the teacup and said, "Thank you for taking care of Xiaobin these days. I'll go see him."
To him, Huang Bin is like his own youngest son.
His leg injury made all the elders feel sad.
Tian Xiaofeng took him upstairs. Huang Bin had already gotten up and was sitting in a wheelchair reading a book.
He was a light sleeper and found it difficult to fall asleep again after being woken up, so when Tian Xiaofeng got up, he got up too.
Just now he even heard with his own ears the flirtatious conversation between Zhong Heyang and Lin Ziqiu at the door of the house opposite.
It is hard to imagine that Captain Zhong, who is always stern and resolute in the army, would speak softly and coax his wife.
Is this the power of love?
Somehow, he couldn't help but think of Ruan Qing's angry look in his mind. Maybe if he softened his tone and tried to coax her, she would forgive him?
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Brother Huang Bin, I'm coming in." The door was opened, and Meng Zhiwei followed Tian Xiaofeng in.
Huang Bin was stunned for a moment, subconsciously trying to hide his legs, and called out in a low voice, "Godfather."
Ever since his leg was injured, Meng Zhiwei didn't know how to face Mr. Huang, nor did he know how to comfort this "beloved son".
"Xiaobin, you've lost a lot of weight."
When he thought about how this young man, who should have had a bright future, had to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, his heart felt as if it was being shattered by a sharp blade.
If possible, he would rather be the one who got hurt.
He is old and doesn't care about his future. He just hopes that the children he has watched grow up are all well.
"Before, I was worried that I would gain weight after retiring from the army, but now I don't have that worry anymore." Huang Bin said with a smile, pretending to be relaxed.
Little did he know that Meng Zhiwei felt even more pain in his heart when he heard it.
"That won't do!" Tian Xiaofeng said, "You need to eat more. Wait until Sister Qing heals your leg injury. If you become skinny and become nothing more than a bag of bones, how can you carry a gun?"
In fact, Huang Bin did not have much hope that his leg injury could be cured.
But Ruan Qing never gave up on him. He didn't want to disappoint Ruan Qing, so he tried his best to cooperate with the treatment.
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