Chapter 236: Using Green Tea to Defeat Green Tea, Falling in Love with the Warlord (15)
"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood today?"
Li Ziyan took a deep breath, shook his head, and pushed away Han Zhiyao's hand on his waist. "No, why did the Marshal come back so early today?"
He didn't even call him by his name, but called him Marshal instead, and said he wasn't angry. Han Zhiyao laughed in his heart, but didn't dare to show it on the surface.
He looked at his hand that was pushed away by Li Ziyan, and felt a faint joy in his heart. Perhaps, Ziyan had realized something... Or perhaps, what he wanted was no longer empty.
Han Zhiyao walked to Li Ziyan and pulled him to sit on a stool, but held Li Ziyan's slender wrist to prevent him from struggling.
"Zi Yan, Chun Mei said that Zi Yan talked to Miss Sun for a while today. What did they talk about? Miss Sun seems pretty and cute. Zi Yan must be very happy to talk to her."
It was obvious that he said this on purpose. Although his tone did not change, he secretly looked at Li Ziyan's expression while drinking tea, and sure enough, he saw that Li Ziyan's chest rose and fell.
"Of course I'm happy. How can I not be happy when such a lovely girl talks to me?" Li Ziyan was still wearing a skirt, with no makeup on her face. With that skirt, she looked less charming and more gentle than usual. However, her eyes, which were always smiling, were no longer smiling. Her beautiful lips were slightly pouting, with a hint of melancholy. "The Marshal should be happier than me. After all, he has a beautiful woman by his side, and she loves him."
Han Zhiyao smiled and lowered his head, put down the teacup, walked to Li Ziyan, and with quick eyes and hands, he grabbed the wrist of the person who wanted to get up and leave.
"Where do you want to go?"
"...Let go, Marshal."
"Call me Marshal?" Han Zhiyao pulled Li Ziyan towards him, and Li Ziyan sat in his arms. "Ziyan, are you jealous?"
"No, I'm not jealous at all."
"I'm not jealous, but you're talking so much that you can even hang a vinegar bottle over your mouth." Han Zhiyao raised his hand and pinched the soft flesh on Li Ziyan's cheek. There was a hint of teasing in his action, which made him look more casual.
Li Ziyan stopped talking, kept his mouth shut and didn't look at him.
It was obvious that he wanted to tease Li Ziyan, but Han Zhiyao felt distressed. He sighed softly and hugged Li Ziyan's waist.
Li Ziyan is an opera singer, so the requirements for his body shape are naturally extremely high. When he is held in Han Zhiyao's arms, he can wrap his arm around him.
"Don't be angry, doesn't Zi Yan know what I'm thinking?"
"Know what?"
Han Zhiyao lifted Li Ziyan's chin with his other hand, touched the corner of Li Ziyan's eyes, and said gently, "You know."
"...I don't know." Li Ziyan moved his mouth and turned his head, but Han Zhiyao held him down and he couldn't move.
"Really? I thought I was being obvious enough."
"So what if I knew?"
Han Zhiyao knew what Li Ziyan was afraid of. It was normal. Rumors were frightening, and the difference in their status naturally made him feel uncertain and uneasy. Ultimately, he had played too close a role, not giving Li Ziyan enough sense of security and affirmation.
"I will never marry in this life. If I must, it will only be with one person."
Li Ziyan raised his head and met Han Zhiyao's eyes, and was stunned for a moment.
"That person can only be you. You are a man and cannot marry. I only hope to marry you and stay with you for the rest of my life."
“…I’m just an actor.”
"I'm just a warrior. One is civil and the other is military, isn't that a perfect match?"
Han Zhiyao smiled and wiped away the tears that Li Ziyan had cried out of. It was the first time he saw Li Ziyan so soft and fragile. He was used to seeing Li Ziyan calm and steady, but now he found him interesting and tightened his arms around Li Ziyan.
"When did you become so smooth-talking?" Li Ziyan was amused by Han Zhiyao. He lowered his head and held Han Zhiyao's hand.
"Not mad at me anymore?"
"I wasn't angry at all."
"Yes, yes, Zi Yan is not angry, he is just jealous."
Li Ziyan raised his eyes and looked at Han Zhiyao. His slightly narrowed eyes looked quite intimidating, which made Han Zhiyao stop teasing and shut up.
No matter how light his figure was, Li Ziyan was still a grown man after all, and his body still had some weight. He was afraid of crushing Han Zhiyao, and he also felt that this posture was too embarrassing, so he wanted to stand up from Han Zhiyao's arms, but Han Zhiyao didn't let him move, and even lifted his legs, letting him lie in his arms.
"You! Stop it."
"Why do I have to make a fuss?" Han Zhiyao didn't know when he fell in love with Li Ziyan, but when he realized it, his desire for Li Ziyan had reached its peak. He finally had the opportunity to satisfy his desire, so how could he bear to let go? "Let me hold you for a while."
Han Zhiyao looked affectionate, but there were bruises under his eyes, as if he was a little tired in the past few days. Li Ziyan felt sorry for him and stopped struggling.
"Have the Japanese been dealt with? What's the situation now?"
"Don't worry, everything will go smoothly. In two days, we'll make those Japanese lose their skin." Han Zhiyao raised his eyebrows with a hint of arrogance when he mentioned this. "He wants to harm me and stir up trouble, so I'll take advantage of the situation and give him a taste of his own medicine."
Li Ziyan nodded. He knew that Han Zhiyao knew what was going on, and he trusted Han Zhiyao unconditionally, so he was not worried at all.
"Protect yourself."
"rest assured."
The two of them stayed in the room for a while. Although they already knew each other's feelings, there was still a different meaning in actually revealing this relationship.
It was not until the wall clock rang that the two of them separated from the stool. Li Ziyan adjusted her skirt and left the room with Han Zhiyao.
The old lady and Sun Qianying were already waiting for them in the restaurant. When they saw the two of them coming out of the room together, their expressions were different.
The old lady had a complicated expression. She looked at the two people becoming more and more intimate, then she could only sigh softly and look away.
Sun Qianying pinched the hem of her skirt under the tablecloth, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were filled with envy and jealousy concealed by satisfaction.
However, neither of these two people could take his feelings into consideration. After making some progress, Han Zhiyao naturally could not give up such a good opportunity. Regardless of the old lady's helpless look, he asked Li Ziyan about his well-being, helped him with dishes and added soup, and almost fed him with his own hands.
"Zhiyao, I'll do it myself, you enjoy your meal."
"I know. Eat well and eat more." Han Zhiyao felt the old lady's gaze, turned around and looked over, smiling, "Grandma, you eat too."
"...Hmm." The old lady sighed. Seeing her eldest grandson like this, she thought it was time to prepare for the wedding.
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