A Restless Night

When she realized that Lu Zhao wasn't going to chase her away, Luo Ying smiled happily. "It's fine, it's fine. I don't sleep well either, so when I get into bed, I don't know who's going to kick who."

Lu Zhao said nothing, but when the two of them laid down, he immediately regretted letting her in. As soon as they laid down, Luo Ying turned over and directly snuggled into his arms. Using both her hands and feet to burrow in, she ended up with her entire body half-sprawled on him.

He could not determine if it was the sweet scent of her shower gel, her shampoo, or her skin care products, but his nose was instantly filled with her scent. The unbelievably soft sensation of her skin pressed against his chest. Lu Zhao's breathing became heavier, and his mind went blank for a moment.

He gritted his teeth and asked the question he had asked for the umpteenth time tonight. "What are you doing?!"

Just as he was about to push her away, Luo Ying unhappily jerked her waist twice. The trembling and throbbing caused by the body-to-body contact made Lu Zhao freeze. He did not dare to move again.

Luo Ying adjusted her position and laid down more comfortably. Perhaps she was too sleepy, or perhaps it was because she had read enough of the novels to know that this person would not hurt her. Whatever the case was, her tense cognizance finally eased up. Within a few seconds, she fell asleep, and her breathing became long and even.

After Lu Zhao felt the change in her breathing, he almost chuckled in manic anger. Luo Ying found him to be such a nice bed?

Did she regard him so nobly, or was she taking him so lightly?

Unfortunately, Luo Ying was already in a deep sleep, so there was no way to answer this question.

Lu Zhao was afraid of waking Luo Ying up and causing trouble again. Neither of them would be able to have a peaceful night, so he did not dare to move again.

But even so, he was a hot-blooded, 25-year-old man, with a woman in his arms, and this woman was one he had once loved deeply. How could Lu Zhao not react at all?

He looked up at his lower body. There was already a bump there. He took two deep breaths, suppressed the vigor in his body, lay down again, and closed his eyes. He tried to ignore Luo Ying's existence in his heart. In his mind, he went through the company's matters again and again. He stayed up late into the night. When he finally couldn't take it anymore, he fell asleep.

Luo Ying slept all the way until dawn. When she woke up, she was the only one left on the bed. She rubbed her eyes and yawned as she went downstairs. She happened to see Zhang packing her things, so she casually asked, "Where's Lu Zhao?"

Zhang was facing Luo Ying alone. She was still a little scared because of what had happened before. Her voice unconsciously carried an undertone of jitteriness. "Sir woke up at seven and drove out after breakfast."

Luo Ying looked up at the time and realized that it was already past ten. No wonder, when she looked out from the balcony just now, the sun had already risen high.

Noticing the nervousness in Zhang's expression, Luo Ying knew that this was the sin of the original Luo Ying. She was not in a hurry to restore her image, so she just asked casually, "Is there anything to eat in the kitchen? I'm hungry."

"Yes, yes, yes. Old Chen got up early this morning and made some small wontons. They can be put into the pot immediately. Would you like a bowl of small wontons, or would you like Old Chen to prepare a Western-style breakfast for you?"

Old Chen was the chef hired by the villa. He had something to do at home yesterday, so he took a leave of absence and went home. Because Lu Zhao loved to eat Chinese, he had picked a piece of fresh meat when he passed by the market early in the morning, chopped it by hand, and wrapped it in some small wonton.

Lu Zhao had a bowl in the morning, and he and Zhang had also eaten some, so there was still about one person's portion left, which had been specially reserved for Luo Ying.

Luo Ying couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she heard the word 'small wonton'. "I'll have small wonton, then. Do be generous with them."

Seeing that she didn't have too many requests and didn't make things difficult for her, Zhang immediately heaved a sigh of relief. "Okay, no scallions, just coriander, right? I'll get Old Chen to prepare them. It'll be ready in about ten minutes."

Luo Ying made an "OK" gesture, indicating that she would go up to wash up first and come down later.

As soon as she went downstairs, her cell phone, which happened to be in her room, rang again. It was a call from her fake best friend, Tian Tian.

After last night's incident, Tian Tian had received a warning from Lin Su and felt very aggrieved. In addition, Luo Ying didn't quarrel with Lu Zhao, and instead chased after him. She was very worried that something would happen to their divorce, so she started to call Luo Ying like a demented woman.

Unfortunately, Luo Ying only had Lu Zhao in her mind last night and completely blocked her. Now that she was free, she could play with her.

Luo Ying put on the isolation cream on her face and put it on speaker.