Chi Xiaoye was confused at night and did not notice that he had changed his car. Now he saw that the car was more advanced than the previous car. Is it a Hummer or a modified one.

The reason she knew was that Chen Lei was an off-road vehicle enthusiast. He had liked cars since he was a child. He had all kinds of car magazines and posters, and often chatted with friends. It was difficult for her to know if she was so influenced by her.

This car is highly practical and has collection value, which is Chen Lei’s dream of.

Although Chi Xiaoye didn't know much, she also knew that the car was valuable. She never compared her financial resources with Zhao Zhouhan before. She always felt that this was a marriage that Zhao Baichuan wanted, and they were at least equal.

But in fact, her family and the Zhao family are incomparable in any aspect. Not to mention Zhao Baichuan, just talking about Zhao Zhouhan, his power, financial resources and ability all crushed her.

The saddest thing in the world is that people who are better than you work harder than you. They can clearly rely on their appearance, but they just rely on their strength.

At that moment, Chi Xiaoye actually felt an inexplicable sense of inferiority.

The equality I once thought was just a comfort to myself. In fact, they were unequal from the beginning. The reason why she was able to marry him was because her grandfather saved Zhao Baichuan's life back then.

Zhao Zhouhan saw that she had been silent and silent, and was still a little uncomfortable, "What's wrong?"

"Not much."

"Why is that quiet? It's not like you usually."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Talking, noisy, swearing."

Chi Xiaoye suddenly got angry and blushed in his face to argue, "Where do I have it?!"

"Look, that's what it is now."

“…”

Chi Xiaoye pursed her lips, curled her head, looked out the window, hum, I thought I was noisy, then wouldn't I not be able to not speak?!

Zhao Zhouhan said seriously: "This is a lesson from the greed for spicy bullfrogs. Be careful in the future. Don't think about it today, such as pig's trotters and fat beef soup. Drink porridge."

Long-winded!

"Don't think that gastroenteritis does not require military training. The doctor has not issued a leave note. You don't need to take sick leave in your case. So, follow me tomorrow night and return to school on time. Once you find it lazy in military training, you will be punished twice as much."

Stereotype!!

"Don't think that you have something to do with me, so you can treat other students differently. It is right to treat differently. You have to be more strict with yourself than other students. If we make a public relationship one day, you represent the Zhao family. Don't embarrass the Zhao family."

Old-fashioned!!!

"Hear?"

"I heard it!" She no longer wanted to hide her impatient expression. Why is this man so annoying?! She just likes her, and she just quarrels and even thinks she is arguing. Who is the one who quarrels?

Although Chi Xiaoye felt that she was not afraid of it, she still wanted to express her gratitude formally, such as giving some small gifts or something.

After all, when she vomited and had diarrhea, and was painful and helpless, he was taking care of her, and when she woke up, the person she saw was also him.

When he got home, Zhao Zhouhan helped Chi Xiaoye back to his room to rest. Chi Xiaoye was unable to eat yet, so after taking the medicine, he honestly got into the bed.

"Thank you," she said sincerely, "If you are sick in the future, I will take care of you with all my heart."

"Is there anyone who curses me like this?"

"No, people will always get sick, especially when your job is so dangerous, maybe there is something to do."

Although Zhao Zhouhan is not afraid of these things, and she also has the glorious awareness of sacrificing for the country, she still finds it strange to hear it say this.

But she had a sincere face, as ordinary as discussing what to eat for breakfast, "If, I mean, if, if one day, whether you are sick or injured, I will take care of you."

"I think you're cursing me and getting married, so I'm looking forward to getting widowed."

"Bao, what a widow, no..." Chi Xiaoye was lying down, but in a hurry, he sat up again, held his hand and explained seriously, "I don't think so. I just think you are old. Didn't you say that, you are sick before you are thirty, and you are sick after you are thirty, aren't you already thirty?"

"..." Zhao Zhou was speechless and suddenly felt that his chest was stabbed by countless hidden arrows, which was heartbroken.

He said angrily and amusedly: "I am in good health and not sick."

"Isn't this just coming to the node? Be careful in the next few years."

"..." He suddenly grabbed her neck, but he didn't really tighten it. He warned with a playful meaning, "You little brat, can you shut up?!"

Chi Xiaoye was strangled to his neck, to be precise, it was tickling.

The hand he reached out was like itchy, touching the skin in her neck one after another, and she kept shrinking to the pillow.

"Ah, what little brat, I haven't called you an old man yet." She smiled and made a fuss, she slid on the bed jealously. She grabbed his finger and broke it hard, but unfortunately she couldn't break it at all.

"What did you say?" Zhao Zhouhan was a little dissatisfied. He was only thirty years old and still belonged to a young man. How could he become an old man? Where did he grow old?

Chi Xiaoye smiled and begged for mercy, "No, no, no, no, you are old, you are big, you are big, okay?"

Zhao Zhouhan was really, not sure whether he should be angry or laughed. He said with a point of view, "I'm big or not, you'll know if you've tried it."

In an instant, he pressed her under his body through the thin quilt, and supported his elbows on both sides of her body, buckled, pulled, and pressed. He pressed her hands against the pillow, staring at her with a faint smile, and a strong desire.

Chi Xiaoye was stunned. Apart from the weight that her body could not bear, her eyes seemed to be trapped in a net. The more she struggled, the deeper she fell, the more she could not extricate herself.

She arched her body to show her resistance, and this action made him mess up.

"What are you moving?" he warned in a suppressed voice.

Chi Xiaoye didn't dare to move. At this moment, he was different from his usual appearance. She said timidly: "I...I don't move, I...I won't say you boss is okay, right? But I'm not a child anymore, don't treat me as a child."

Zhao Zhouhan closed his eyes heavily. Wouldn't it be even more deadly if he didn't treat you as a child?!

"Can you spare me? I'm still sick..."

Looking at her pitiful big eyes and the two lips that had not yet recovered from their blood-colored luster, Zhao Zhouhan took deep breaths again and again, and used his reason to suppress the impulse three inches below his navel.

He rustled, "You will be in danger if you don't treat you as a child."

Chi Xiaoye's black grape eyes blinked, and his face was full of question marks, "Why?"

I can't say anything anymore, I can't play with fire anymore, and while I can still restrain myself, Zhao Zhouhan let go of her and pulled out in time, "Go to bed quickly, I'm tired, go back to the room to sleep."
Chapter completed!