Depressed wife runs with the ball

His cell phone rang at an inopportune time, and Chu Yue pushed his chest, wanting him to answer the call first.

He took a look at the phone, turned it over and put it on the desk, then held her face and continued.

"No...you answer the phone first, I'm going to take a shower." Chu Yue took advantage of the gap and wanted to slip away.

Seeing her panting slightly, her chest rising and falling, and her earlobes flushed, he didn't want to let her go even more. He pinched her earlobe and coaxed her, "Yueyue, I want you."

After saying that, he carried her to the desk and lifted her legs to clamp them around his waist.

His kiss became stronger, like an invasion that took away the air she breathed, and then fell into a long and gentle kiss. Chu Yue's hands climbed up his neck, and he felt very relieved, and gradually moved down along the ear.

A burst of heat came from between her collarbones, and Chu Yue just regained some ability to think, and pushed him back to his room.

Zhou Xingzhi carried her legs back to the room, gently put her on the bed, and leaned over.

The cold wind howled outside the window, and the heat was whistling in the room. Before she knew it, Chu Yue was completely naked. After the song, she hugged the quilt, feeling thirsty and hungry.

"Let me see if you have any rash. Do you want me to carry you to take a shower?" Zhou Xingzhi turned sideways, supported his head with his hands, and wanted to lift the quilt to see if she had any rash on her body.

"I want to drink some water. Is there anything to eat in the refrigerator?" She was exhausted, but she held on to the quilt tightly.

"Okay, I'll pour it for you." He sat up, put on his bathrobe, and went to the kitchen to pour water. Chu Yue also sat up, found his own clothes and put them on.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Zhou Xingzhi handed her the water and asked again.

"I want some carbs, fried rice, is that okay?" She didn't seem to have eaten much for dinner. This was probably the first time she'd wanted carbs since her depression had eased.

"Okay, go take a shower, it will be fine in a while. Do you still have a rash?" Zhou Xingzhi went to the kitchen to make fried rice for her.

Seeing that she was still sitting there, I was still worried and wanted to take a look.

"No, go and cook." Chu Yue finished the water in the cup and urged him to cook.

When Chu Yue came out of the shower, the fried rice was already prepared. Zhou Xingzhi was washing the pot in the kitchen. When he saw her coming, he told her to go and eat.

After cleaning up the kitchen, he saw her eating at the table with gusto, his eyes flickering as he asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Hmm." When you're hungry, everything tastes good. However, she never understood how a rich second-generation like Zhou Xingzhi could cook.

"I want to eat too." He stared at her chewing slowly, her delicate hands holding the chopsticks. She had just taken a shower and her body was still fragrant with the scent of flowers. The hair on her forehead was not yet dry and was hanging in front of her ears. When she lowered her head to eat, she looked like a cute and innocent rabbit.

Chu Yue paused. She wanted to eat, so why didn't she eat at the beginning? She scooped a spoonful from her bowl and handed it to him.

He lowered his head and took a sip, explaining with a half-smile, "I don't want to eat this."

"Anything else?" He could prepare so much food in just the time it takes to take a shower?

He reached out to tuck her hair behind her ears, and his heart moved. He wanted to bend down and kiss her, but he was afraid that she was not full yet and would reject him.

He calmed himself down, sat back down, and smiled softly. His girl was truly innocent. "...You." He had been holding it in for too long, and finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Zhou Xingzhi! If you... continue like this, I'll... sleep on the sofa!"

This person has no shame in saying these things, he just says them without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll sleep on the sofa." Zhou Xingzhi immediately nodded in agreement.

"Hmm, huh? Zhou Xingzhi!" Her hand holding the spoon froze. How could he...

"Eat later." He picked the person up from the stool. It was only a little after ten o'clock, and it was too early to go to bed.

There are many meetings and visiting clients at the end of the year, and Zhou Xingzhi also has many social engagements, but he never brings Chu Yue with him, only letting Jiang Tao go.

People from every department wanted to please Chu Yue, but she looked cold and spoke coldly. In addition, if some senior executives spoke to her for a few more words, Zhou Xingzhi's eyes would automatically sweep over to her, so people in the company mostly talked to her about work and did not dare to chat with her for long.

Although I am not as free as I was in Qucho, my salary is much higher.

When Zhou Xingzhi has an appointment, he will ask the driver to take Chu Yue. I received a message from Chu Jinyue in the early morning, and he will land at around 9 o'clock tonight.

She thought that the family always had to get together throughout the year, and if anything really happened, her brother would be there to help her. So she texted him back: "Family of four, let's find a place to have a meal."

"Okay, you pick the place, and I'll take care of my parents." He replied quickly.

Sitting in the car arranged by Zhou Xingzhi, she looked at the message, wondering whether she should take him with her.

I also found time to call back to Qucho. Ji Yan was not there. Uncle Jia said that he had gone to visit clients.

Uncle Jia looked much older, and Ji Yan's father had already been detained, leaving little room for maneuver. Fortunately, Qucho had Xinghui as a stable client, so it was still profitable this year.

Huang Jianing took annual leave and returned to her hometown with her children. Chu Yue immediately guessed that she had a quarrel with Ji Yan.

It was a good thing that she didn't see Ji Yan, otherwise he would definitely drag her to complain about his grievances.

After Zhou Xingzhi finished his social engagements, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening. He asked Jiang Tao to drive back to the downstairs of Cuiyuan and then asked him to drive back.

I drank a little tonight and stood in front of the door, thinking about how to coax Yueyue to tell me the door code. I squatted at the door and took out my phone to send her a WeChat message: [Yueyue, are you asleep?]

Chu Yue was in the study, sitting on a chair staring at the ceiling, lamenting that another year had passed. Hearing his phone ring, he picked it up and replied, "Not yet. I'm waiting for you."

When Zhou Xingzhi saw those three words, his heart was like a burst of fireworks, and warmth surged in the cold winter.

"Open the door, please? I'm at the door." He stood up, staring at his phone and laughing. It didn't matter whether he had a password or not, because someone was waiting for him to come home.

Chu Yue got up to open the door, complaining, "You're all at the door, just knock, why are you still sending WeChat messages?"

As soon as the door opened, Zhou Xingzhi fell on her and hugged her, pretending to be drunk.

"Zhou Xingzhi?" Chu Yue almost couldn't stand still, and put him on the stool for changing shoes in the entrance hall.

"Have you been drinking?" She squatted down to help him change his shoes. Zhou Xingzhi nodded and looked at the top of her head.

I changed his slippers, washed his hands in the kitchen, and gave him some honey water.

"Next time you drink too much, don't come back to Cuiyuan." She handed the honey water to him and warned him.

"I don't want to drink water." He held the person tightly and refused to let go. His heavy woolen coat still smelled of wind and snow.

Like a child who has been wronged, Chu Yue put the cup on the shelf of the shoe cabinet. Who can give him the wrong?

"What's wrong?" Chu Yue patted his back gently. She had never seen him act so spoiled before. His hair was a little hard and prickly to the touch.

"I don't want to sleep on the sofa anymore. I want to hold you in my arms every night." He uttered the request in a muffled voice.

How can you look drunk?

"Xingzhi, are you pretending to be drunk?" Chu Yue realized something and put her hands on his shoulders, trying to make him look up.

"What did you call me?" He really raised his head and looked at her in surprise.

"You are really pretending to be drunk." Chu Yue knew when he was really drunk.

"Call me again, I didn't hear you clearly just now." Zhou Xingzhi stood up and caught up with her, grabbed her wrist and begged her to shout again.

"Go take a shower and change your clothes." Chu Yue was surrounded by him in his woolen coat and could still smell a faint scent of alcohol on him.

"Scream me again, or you'll kiss me." He hugged the person and acted like a rogue.

"Xingzhi, if you drink too much next time, don't come back to Cuiyuan!" Chu Yue had no choice but to compromise.

Zhou Xingzhi kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, "Call me that from now on."

Chu Yue pushed him to take a shower before he was willing to move.

She packed up her finished writing, and when he finished his shower and lay down on the bed, she said to the half-read book, "The writing is done and framed. Remember to take it with you when you go back."

"They'll be happier if you give it to them." Zhou Xingzhi took her book, "A Guide to the Metropolitan Museum of Art," and glanced at it briefly. Then he closed it and put it on the bedside table.