Chapter 923 - I Don’t Want You to Cry at All (1/2)

Leng Zhiyuan glared at her again, “Nonsense!”

“What do you mean?” Ye Xiaotao immediately swam over and reached out her hands to touch Leng Zhiyuan’s chest. “Sister Leng, you’re so juicy.”

Leng Zhiyuan didn’t expect Xiaotiao to be so upfront. She was stunned and immediately said, “Xiaotao, aren’t… aren’t you a little embarrassed?”

“Why would I be embarrassed? I’m not embarrassed at all. I’m a woman! Sister Leng, let me touch you again…” Ye Xiaotao hugged Leng Zhiyuan shamelessly.

The two women began messing around in the water.

At this moment, Ye Xiaotao looked up and suddenly noticed someone standing in the other hall. She was shocked and said, “Major General Zhou.”

Major General Zhou…

Leng Zhiyuan immediately looked up. Zhou Yao was indeed standing in the distance. He looked serious and upright in his ghillie suit. Standing out from the crowd, it was easy to spot him.

Their gazes met. His narrowed eyes contained a hint of desire as he stared at her. Leng Zhiyuan immediately felt her ears burning. She pushed Ye Xiaotao away and took a few steps back.

Having been with him for a few months, she knew the meaning behind that look.

She had been messing around with Ye Xiaotao in the water, so she didn’t know how long he had stood there and watched…

Zhou Yao stood alone. The soldiers behind him had already left, for they dared not look at Zhou Yao’s woman. Zhou Yao’s throat felt dry and his body felt tense. This feeling was even more unbearable than the other night.

Seeing that she’d stepped back to ban him from looking at her anymore, he slowly regained his senses. His large palm in his trouser pocket clenched into a fist and left.

He did not want to become a… lewd person in front of her.

His soldiers were waiting around the corner, “Major General, are we heading back now?”

Zhou Yao remained poker-faced. “Uh-huh,” He snorted but did not move. He remained by a trash can and reached his right hand into his trouser pocket for a pack of cigarettes. He took one cigarette out.

The soldiers stayed put. Though the Major General said “uh-huh,” it seemed like he had no intention of leaving just yet.

Zhou Yao took out his lighter to light the cigarette. The hall was breezy. He tried to light the cigarette between his lips several times, but all failed. In his mind, he recalled how passionate she was to him the time he fell ill: He was leaning against the bedside, his entire body covered in sweat. She snatched his lighter and lit his cigarette for him like a boss…

Cursing under his breath, he threw the cigarette into the trash can and turned around to leave.

“Major General, where are you going?”

…

Leng Zhiyuan was a little dazed after what had just happened. She couldn’t help but think of Zhou Yao.

“Xiaotao, bathe alone for a while. don’t go running around the place. I’m going to the VIP room to use the bathroom,” she instructed.

“Oh, okay. Sister Leng, don’t worry. You’re surrounded by security guards and surveillance cameras. It’s very safe.”

“Okay, I’m heading up then,” Leng Zhiyuan climbed out of the water and wrapped herself in a towel. Then she returned to her VIP room.

She took out her phone from her coat pocket and took a look, no calls from Ah Chen.

She had been waiting for Ah Chen’s message.

At this moment, there were two knocks on her door.

Leng Zhiyuan’s heart skipped a beat. Who could it be?

Another three knocks, rhythmic and vigorous.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at the tightly shut door and walked over, “Who is it?”

She asked.