After she recovered from her illness, could she still be like before? What if he didn't like her type of woman? What should she do? She had given him her first kiss, ahhhh!
Lin Qingqing really wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. How come he suddenly got better?
Zhou Zhuo hadn't expected her to react this way, so he shrugged helplessly. He followed her out and saw his wife, who had fled in panic, wrapped herself up in a ball on the sofa. He smiled indulgently.
He walked over to her, and just as his hand touched the quilt, he heard her excitedly say from inside: "Don't move! If you dare to move, I will, I will die in front of you!"
Lin Qingqing wasn't kidding. She was terribly embarrassed. In her past life, she'd never been in love before. She'd been a completely straight-laced woman, and her limited knowledge of love had come from television. She had no idea how to handle relationships. In this life, although she had feelings for Xiao Zhouzhou, that was before he recovered. Now that he'd suddenly recovered, she felt strangely uncomfortable, and she couldn't accept it.
She once hoped for a passionate love, but the man was always absent. When the man finally appeared, she became a coward again.
In her previous life, she handled cases that others could not handle, dared to do things that others did not dare to do, and was decisive and efficient in her dealings with others. Even men were envious of her many methods.
It is the same in this life. She was able to turn her impoverished home into what it is today. In addition to courage and determination, she also needed a smart mind.
She claimed that she was not afraid of anything and that no matter how difficult the problem was, it was no problem for her. However, she was actually afraid of facing a man.
She had imagined her love scene countless times: they walked hand in hand on the beach under the sunset, stepping on the waves and watching the ebb and flow of the tide, with only each other in their eyes. She would never forget the romance of that moment.
But the current situation was that she was curled up in the quilt with her butt sticking out and her head covered, shivering nervously. It was a far cry from the romance she had imagined.
Now she just wants to be alone.
Zhou Zhuo retracted his hand and looked at the ball that was bouncing up and down before his eyes. He chuckled and said, "Wife, aren't you looking forward to my recovery? You even said you'd wait until I recovered..."
Lin Qingqing covered her ears and shook her head wildly: "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!"
"Okay, I won't say anything more, but you have to go to bed. Be good and go to bed with me."
When Lin Qingqing heard the word "sleep", she immediately broke out in a sweat due to nervousness. She would fight to the death with anyone who dared to force her to go to bed.
"You go to sleep by yourself, I'll sleep on the sofa tonight!" Lin Qingqing wanted to send Zhou Zhuo away quickly.
"The sofa will catch a cold."
"I have a lot of heat and I'm trying to cool it down!"
"Then I'll sleep on the sofa and you'll sleep on the bed..."
You are the wind and I am the sand!
"Are you going to leave or not? If you don't leave, I will leave and show you!"
Zhou Zhuo felt that his wife's stubborn temper was becoming more and more like his mother's, and both women were people he couldn't afford to offend.
He sighed softly, went back to the bed and got a pillow. Worried that she would be cold at night, he also brought a quilt and covered her with it before leaving reluctantly.
Lin Qingqing was sure that he had left before she dared to stick her head out and let out a long sigh. If he didn't leave, she would probably suffocate to death in the quilt.
Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't sleep all night. She was thinking about all sorts of things for a long time, and she had big dark circles under her eyes the next morning.
Zhou Zhuo saw the dark circles under her eyes and knew that she didn't sleep well last night...
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