Chapter 135: With the longevity of all living things, bless his Zhizhi to live a hundred years!

Zhi Yan raised his head and hit him hard, "I won't go!" While Yu Zehui was covering his forehead and in too much pain to care about him, he got off him and quickly ran back to the bedroom.

"Fuck you!" Yu Zehui covered his forehead and chased after him. When he was only two or three steps away from the bedroom, Zhi Yan slammed the door and locked it!

Yu Zehui stood at the door, trying his best to suppress the anger that had escaped from the cage, but it was too damn hard to suppress. He twisted the door handle madly, and pounded it again and again in helplessness and rage, "Fuck you, you've just been my wife for less than a day, and you pointed a knife at me and butted me with your head, you're so brave!"

Zhi Yan sat at the end of the bed and yelled, "I won't go to school! I won't go. I'll go after I'm cured. Otherwise, I'll have to drop out of school to get treated. Then I'll have to stay in the freshman year all the way! I've already been in the freshman year for two years!"

Yu Zehui looked at the closed door, his eyes dark and oppressive, and then slowly faded away. He was indeed negligent. Zhiyan also wanted to save face. He didn't have many friends, but he had some. If his friends knew that he was still a freshman, they would definitely laugh at him.

He took a step back and said, "How about this? I'll hire a teacher for you. You don't have to go to school like in high school. Can I teach you at home?"

"No!" Zhiyan yelled even louder than before. They had just been together. If they let someone else come to their house, what else could they do...

Yu Zehui also ran out of patience, "Fuck you, this doesn't work, that doesn't work, what on earth do you want?!"

"I told you I won't go. I'll go after I'm cured!" Zhi Yan's palms were clenched with several deep nail marks. She yelled at him just for going to school, and yelled so loudly! The more he thought about it, the more wronged he felt. He picked up his slippers and smashed them on the door, "If you yell at me again, I won't open the door for you tonight!"

Yu Zehui was furious and threw slippers at him, he was out of control, "If you don't want to open it, then don't open it. I'm not a fucking idiot. Am I not going to sleep in the room you used to sleep in?"

"You are not allowed to sleep. Go sleep in the doghouse!" Zhi Yan stood up and shouted.

Yu Zehui laughed angrily, "Why should I sleep in the doghouse? If I don't sleep there, I'll sleep here. I'll spread your quilt at the door and sleep here. I don't believe you won't come out! Damn it, you're so bold to sleep in a separate room from me on the first day of the proposal!"

Zhi Yan looked down at the engagement ring on his hand, and spoke in a less aggressive tone, "Who told you to let me go to school, and you yelled at me..."

Yu Zehui propped his arm against the bedroom door and chuckled. Then he remembered that his wife would only respond to soft tactics and not hard tactics. If you use hard tactics against her, she will be tougher than you. If you piss her off, she will be like a small atomic bomb that can blow you to pieces and turn you into ashes.

But he could not guarantee that he could protect him for his whole life. If one day he was gone and had spent all the money he left for him, he would at least have an education and would not go hungry wherever he went.

"I just spoke a little louder, I didn't yell at you. And look at what you said, isn't it irritating? Think about your senior year in high school, you stayed up all night to do papers, and finally got into college. Now you say you don't want a diploma, not to mention that you're sorry to me, are you worthy of yourself?!"

Zhi Yan was choked and speechless. Everything Yu Zehui did was for his own good. "I also said that I would go after I recover from my illness. Why do you have to make me go now? And you also said that I would be fine..."

Yu Zehui's expression was solemn. "I will definitely cure you, but you must go to school and give me your diploma."

Over the years, he had almost always responded to Zhiyan's requests, except for the first two years when he was very resistant to treatment. Yu Zehui tied him up with a rope and took him to the hospital. Just this one thing forced him to obey him in everything else.

Even when he was under great pressure in his senior year of high school and said he didn't want to take the college entrance examination, he said nothing and the next day he started preparing to send him abroad to study.

When Zhiyan heard that Yu Zehui was going to send him abroad to study, he picked up the papers thrown into the trash can one by one. If he went abroad to study, he would probably never see Yu Zehui again...

Then he would rather die...

No matter how you look at it, he was wrong about what happened today. He walked slowly to the door and said, "I'm opening the door. Don't yell at me..."

Yu Zehui curled his lips and said, "Don't yell!"

Even with his assurance, Zhi Yan hesitated for a long time before opening the door. He grasped the doorknob fearfully and opened the door. Yu Zehui's tall and straight shadow loomed over him, and his narrow, red phoenix eyes looked as if he wanted to eat him!

Zhiyan felt a little guilty, "You said you wouldn't yell..."

Yu Zehui tore off his disguise, revealing his true nature, and fiercely picked him up and threw him on the bed, raising his hands high. He trembled for a long time but couldn't hit him anymore...

Zhiyan held the quilt tightly with both hands. He knew he was wrong, but he did not resist and just waited for him to beat him.

Yu Zehui couldn't bear to yell, so how could he bear to hit him? "Fuck him! No more hitting, go to sleep!"

She pulled back the quilt while cursing, and pushed the person into the soft big bed. She tucked the quilt in and lay down again. She was still angry and didn't want to see him, so she lay on her side with her back to him.

Zhiyan hugged his strong waist from behind and said, "I wanted to beat you but you refused. Why are you still angry?"

Yu Zehui got even angrier when he heard this, but who could he blame for this? It was not his habit. "I won't be angry if you go to school!"

Zhiyan was silent. He really didn't want to go to school and just wanted to stick to Yu Zehui. He used to pretend to be sick every other day. Yu Zehui was easily fooled, but pretending too much would cause more trouble, so it didn't work.

Yu Zehui knew that he was thinking seriously, so he didn't rush him. When he had thought almost through it, he turned over with a stiff face and said sternly,

"I've seen your schedule. You only have four classes a day at most. I'll take you to and from school, and I promise I won't miss a day. There are still two months before school starts. Let's go on our honeymoon and come back to school, okay?"

Zhiyan didn't hear anything except the word "honeymoon". Her peach blossom eyes sparkled with tears at the corners of her eyes. "Honeymoon?"

With half of his face hidden in the quilt, he said in a low voice, "But we haven't gotten married yet. We just proposed and are going to get married on our honeymoon..."

Yu Zehui wanted to kick him, but when he thought about it, this was his wife, not those bastards, if he kicked her, he might really have to sleep in a doghouse tonight. "What do you mean by that? You've already given me sex, but you're not going to marry me!"

Zhiyan threw back the quilt and threw herself into his arms, "I don't have one, I'm married, so when are we getting married?"

Yu Zehui pulled the quilt back and tucked it in, "We can get married whenever you want." Marriage is very important, and it is different from confessing love or proposing. He doesn't want to agree without knowing the answer clearly.

Zhi Yan suddenly propped up his upper body and said, "Let's get married after I recover from my illness. Let's go abroad, to Ireland. Once you get married there, you can't get divorced!"

Yu Zehui's heart was broken. He knew why he had to wait until he was cured. He was afraid that if he died, it would delay him. Fool, if he was gone, he would never marry and stay a widow for the rest of his life.

She put her arm around his waist and pulled him down, "Don't worry about getting cold. I'll do whatever you say."

Zhi Yan bit his thin lips and kissed him, and then the two of them kissed each other naturally...

Zhi Yan thought of the honeymoon and slapped Yu Zehui, "Wait, where are we going for our honeymoon?"

Yu Zehui covered his face and said, "No, we are just going on a honeymoon, why are you hitting me?"

Zhiyan's palm was broken, and it hurt when he hit someone. He sat up awkwardly and said, "Sorry, let me blow it for you!"

Yu Zehui grabbed the man in his arms angrily, "Stop bragging, where do you want to go for your honeymoon? Let me make it clear, I can't go abroad casually, we can only spend our honeymoon in China."

Zhi Yan rested his bulging arms on his body, limp as he lay on him. His eyes were moist with lust, and he thought seriously that every time after an operation, Yu Zehui would take him out to play.

They went to southern Xinjiang, the desert, and the southernmost tropical rain forest. The first time he kissed him was at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, secretly kissing him while he was asleep.

"When I go to Beijing, I want to climb the Great Wall and visit the Forbidden City. The red walls of the Forbidden City are great for taking photos!"

Yu Zehui's face suddenly turned cold, "Crawl your mother! Your body can't crawl!"

"You carry me up the mountain on your back. Didn't you carry me on your back last time when we went to the Flaming Mountain? If you don't carry me, I won't go to school!" His tone was gentle but there was a sense of greed and coercion.

Yu Zehui pinched his face, "I am a human being, not a mule. I am carrying you on my back. The ladder is very high. The Great Wall looks very close, but it is very far to climb. Do you want to tire your husband to death?"

Zhiyan moved his hand away and said, "No, but I really want to climb the Great Wall."

Yu Zehui hugged him comfortably and said, "I'll take you there when you recover."

Zhiyan was not afraid that he would not take him there, but was afraid that he would not be able to wait for that day, "What if he can't be cured?"

Yu Zehui looked into his eyes, as if he were a god. "Nothing can happen! It will be cured. You will live a long and worry-free life."

Zhi Yan hugged his neck tightly, "You too!" He didn't know why, but every time Yu Zehui said this, he would always feel uneasy, anxious and irritable.

Yu Zehui smiled silently, with a look of exhaustion in his eyes, as if his desires were fulfilled and he had no interest in anything except the person in his arms. His Ah-Yi had grown up and could protect himself. But his Zhizhi couldn't even survive...

He is not afraid of death, he is only afraid of not curing his Zhizhi before he dies.

The smell of death that could only be found in a cemetery made Zhi Yan feel uncomfortable. He changed the subject, "Liu Hai said, you built a temple for me?"

Yu Zehui hugged him tighter, "Well, do you want to go take a look? It should be fixed next month, and you can name it then."

After what happened last time, he didn't plan to let Zhiyan go to other temples, but he believed in those things. He couldn't guarantee that other temples could get the divination he wanted, but he could guarantee that as long as he came to ask for it in the temple he built, he would be able to get the divination he wanted.

He wanted to bless his Zhizhi with longevity with the longevity of all living beings.