Chapter 384 - Women Love Bad Boys (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Lu Shaoming stopped, put his big hands on both sides of her, and looked at her confused little face. “What’s wrong?”

He gave her a peck on the lips.

Ning Qing shrank into his arms with two red blossoms on her fair face. “I’m sleepy and want to sleep,” she said softly and coquettishly.

Lu Shaoming bent over and kissed her eyes. She was exhausted. She had gone to Miao Jiang with a troubled heart and had also gone through a lot of matter with Tang Xueli. Now, she just wanted to sleep.

Lu Shaoming rubbed his head among her beautiful hair, turned over, and held her in his arms. He covered her with the blankets. “Alright, let’s sleep, Wifey, good night.”

…

Zhou Dayuan and Jian Han took off their white coats and left the operating room.

When they got outside, they were told that the room arrangements had been changed and they would stay together.

Jian Han was stunned and her eyes s.h.i.+fted uncomfortably. What was the relations.h.i.+p between them? How could they stay together?

At this time, her little hand was held by Zhou Dayuan, the man’s voice was very soft as he asked, “What are you s.p.a.cing off for? It’s already 3 a.m! Go back to bed.”

Jian Han didn’t want to. She looked up at the man. The man had bloodshot eyes and his gaze was filled with fatigue. The operations have continued one after another. Even a body of steel would not be able to cope with them.

The words that Jian Han wanted to say immediately died in her throat. She lowered her eyes and let him lead her into the room.

…

When Jian Han entered the room, she was mostly embarra.s.sed. She had stayed overnight in his apartment before, but it was the first time they had ever stayed together like this.

Compared with her constraints, Zhou Dayuan was calmer. He took some doc.u.ments in his hand and sat down around the table. He did not look up. He said to her, “You go and shower and go to bed earlier. I have some doc.u.ments in my hand to sort out. I’ll sleep later.”

Jian Han looked at the figure of the man in the light. He sat up straight. The man had a naturally strong waist. He held a pen in his long, fair fingers. The scribbling sounds of the pen brought out a gentle and enticing charm.

Jian Han’s gaze was so gentle, water could ooze out of them. She went into the bathroom.

After taking a quick bath, Jian Han came out. At that time, she felt embarra.s.sed. She was away from home and hadn’t brought her pajamas. Today’s clothes had gone through the Han Palace saga. They smelled so dusty and full of sweat, and she couldn’t wear them to sleep.

There was a bath towel in the bathroom. If she were sleeping with Ning Qing, she could just wrap the towel around herself, but she was sleeping with him and was afraid that the towel would unravel and cause mutual embarra.s.sment.

After thinking about it, she opened the bathroom door to a crack and called him. “Dayuan.”

Zhou Dayuan heard her voice and looked up. From his angle, only a beautiful pair of apricot eyes and a fair face could be seen. She bit her lower lip and did not speak but only looked at him.

How could Zhou Dayuan understand her? He got up and came to the door. Through the narrow crack of the door, he saw her clavicles. They were delicate, fair, and very eye-catching.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

Jian Han blushed as she said, “No pajamas.”

Zhou Dayuan gave a warm laugh, lifted his feet, and left. When he returned, he had a white man’s s.h.i.+rt in his hand. “It’s mine. Just wear it for the time being.”

“Thank you.” Jian Han opened the door a little and reached for it.

Her little hand held a corner of the s.h.i.+rt. She tried to pull it in but could not pull it. The man held the other corner between his two fingers and refused to let her take it.

Jian Han froze. She raised her apricot eyes and stared at him. There was something charming in her tone. “What are you doing?”

Zhou Dayuan looked at her small face, and the corners of his mouth curved. “Aren’t you comfortable around me yet?”

Was she uncomfortable staying with him?

Jian Han’s face turned red. He knew about it.

He had seen all her shyness, awkwardness, and embarra.s.sment.

She did not know how to answer. Her little hand pulled hard, and the s.h.i.+rt fell into her hands. She dared not look at him. She slammed the bathroom door shut.

The man’s laughter could be heard clearly outside. Jian Han stood in front of the basin and looked at herself in the mirror. The woman’s face was flushed, and she was smiling.

She felt more comfortable.

With him, he would pay attention to her every mood.

Jian Han held his s.h.i.+rt in two small hands, lowered her head, buried the tip of her nose in the s.h.i.+rt, and sniffed his s.h.i.+rt. The man’s refres.h.i.+ng and disinfectant smell lingered. It smelled good and clean.

She put on the s.h.i.+rt.

…

When Zhou Dayuan sat back in his chair, the bathroom door opened, and Jian Han walked out.

The woman was tall and slim, with a height over 1.7 meters. The white s.h.i.+rt she wore gave her an office-lady look. The s.h.i.+rt covered her b.u.t.tocks. Her two jade legs were very eye-catching. They were long and straight, like a supermodel’s.

Zhou Dayuan looked at her several times and did not move his gaze.

Jian Han saw that he was still sitting, and the heartache in her eyes overflowed. “Do you still need to sort out the doc.u.ments? Take a bath and go to bed first, then sort it out tomorrow?”

Zhou Dayuan took back his gaze and looked down at the doc.u.ments at hand. “You go to bed first. I’ll sort it out for a while more.”

Jian Han walked over and stood beside him. The doc.u.ment was regarding an operation. A child’s index finger had been completely sliced off by a blade. The operation would help the child to sew it back seamlessly without using threads. It was a very difficult operation, and a little carelessness would result in a disability.

“Why do we need threadless sutures in the beginning? We can use threads first, wait for the patient’s index finger to reattach itself, then remove the sutures. This will reduce the difficulty by a lot,” Jian Han said softly.

Hearing her speak, Zhou Dayuan raised his head. The woman’s beautiful hair had been toweled dry, but there was still wet moisture on it. Her beautiful hair lay disorderly on her shoulder, giving her a gentle look.

Zhou Dayuan’s gaze turned soft. At this time, it was like going back to the past. When they had lived together, she would argue with him about some medical matters.