Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Yanzhou asked her in a deep voice.

Zou Zhiyi wasn't used to its intimate movements, so he pulled his hand out of his, "The air conditioner might be a little too loud today."

Probably because of her cold constitution.

No matter what season it is, her hands are always cold and rarely warm up.

Yan Zhou adjusted the collar for her, Yan Zhou's coat was a little too big for her, hanging down to her calves, making her look smaller and smaller, dispelling the chill at once.

Yan Zhou said: "Tomorrow, I will bring a coat to the company, and when I turn on the air conditioner, I also set the temperature a little higher, so as not to catch cold."

Tonight's night wind disturbed her calm heart, Zou Zhiyi nodded indiscriminately, and directly hid in the car sideways, as if he was a plague that everyone avoided, and he could not be approached, otherwise he would die if touched.

Yanzhou watched her dodge in a hurry, even without concealing it at all, his eyes darkened a little.

The wind blew the corner of his clothes, and the dark night fell into his eyes, and his eyes gradually merged into the dark night.

The journey was quiet, Zou Zhiyi deliberately avoided talking to Yan Zhou, pretended to fall asleep as soon as he got in the car, and then gradually fell asleep because he was too tired.

After Yanzhou drove downstairs, Zou Zhiyi had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Yanzhou drove the car directly to the parking lot, brushed the broken hair that fell on her face behind her ears, quietly looked at her side face, quiet and obedient, his fingers moved slightly, after all, he couldn't bear it. Stopped, reached out and pinched her round earlobe again.

"Little heartless."

I came here to pick you up with good intentions, but you avoided me like a plague, you little heartless one.

It was a low voice that only he could hear.

Zou Zhiyi frowned in the dream, having a bad dream and looking unhappy.

The warm fingers moved from the earlobe to her slender eyebrows, stretching her frowning brows again, with gentle movements, Zou Zhiyi probably felt uncomfortable, so he stretched out his hand and knocked off his hand.

With a very crisp sound, Zou Zhiyi didn't even wake up, her cheeks flushed from sleep, and she looked like a defenseless, innocent, and cute little girl.

Yan Zhou reached out and touched her slender eyelashes again, they were fluffy, like a small animal, and the soft touch tickled his heart.

……

She slept soundly, and Mrs. Yan had no idea that she was carried back by Yan Zhou.

After a good dream, it was dawn when I opened my eyes.

The crisp sound of birdsong, the sound of car horns in the distance, it is another new day.

The symptoms of sore throat have almost disappeared, and after waking up, I feel refreshed.

Zou Zhiyi raised his lips unconsciously.

After washing my face, brushing my teeth, and changing my clothes, the time was just right, so I went to the kitchen to take a look, and the thermos bucket I brought back last night reappeared in the kitchen.

There is also a post-it note attached to it.

The words painted with iron and silver hooks, but the words are full of warmth, there is a strange... cute contrast?

Crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can, Zou Zhiyi was about to leave with the thermos, when the phone rang, she turned back to the living room to pick it up.

Yanzhou called, she hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Mrs. Yan..."

There was exhaustion in the voice.

Zou Zhiyi froze for a moment, stroked his heart and settled down, his voice was ice-cold, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just... want to hear your voice."