The Rough Hunter's Little Lucky Wife

Chapter 228 - 228 Nonsense

228 Nonsense

It was rare for her to be in a daze.

Zhao Zhan’s expression couldn’t help but become gentle just by looking at her. Just as he walked out of the dining room door to avoid everyone’s gaze, he directly carried her in his arms and strode toward the backyard when out of eyeshot.

“Zhao Zhan, slow down. I’m dizzy.”

The woman’s voice was delicate, and when she spoke, her legs could not help but kick twice. Her hands pulled at the clothes in front of his chest until they were wrinkled, and her eyes were misty.

“Okay, I’ll slow down.” Zhao Zhan subconsciously slowed down his movements. He could have reached the backyard in a few steps but still took small, quick steps. “Are you still dizzy ”

“Mhmm.”

Yue Jiaojiao couldn’t move her head. She mumbled as she reached out to touch her face. Then, she smiled and said, “My face is so hot, I bet it’s just like the temperature of your body.”

As she spoke, she tried to reach her hand into Zhao Zhan’s clothes. “Let me check.”

Zhao Zhan had no free hands to stop a certain delicate person who was making his heart a mess. He could only hug her up and press her tightly into his arms.

His robe was cumbersome. Yue Jiaojiao tried a few times but couldn’t reach her hand in. Her temper, which had become more delicate after being raised by Zhao Zhan, was unleashed by alcohol. Even her tone was unhappy. “Zhao Zhan, I want you to untie it yourself. I must touch it today to see who is hotter between us.”

Zhao Zhan felt that his chest, which was not hot at first, was now under a spell, and the temperature inside was gradually rising.

Seeing that the door to the room was right in front of him, Zhao Zhan strode in with large strides and placed Yue Jiaojiao on the side of the bed. He then quickly went to get some hot water to wipe her hands and face.

Yue Jiaojiao grabbed Zhao Zhan’s collar and pulled him toward her.

Her breath was filled with the sweet fragrance of the fruit. The closer she got, the more Zhao Zhan smelt the aroma of the fruit wine, stirring up the tipsy feeling in his stomach. He felt dizzy from just standing close to her.

Their eyes met.

Yue Jiaojiao’s lips suddenly curled up. Then, she reached down with both hands to grab Zhao Zhan’s belt. “I haven’t even decided who’s the one who’s hotter. I think I’m hotter. So I win!”

Caught off guard, Zhao Zhan’s entire body was pulled forward uncontrollably.

At the critical moment, Zhao Zhan was afraid of crushing the other party, so he propped his arms on both sides and lowered his eyes to look at Yue Jiaojiao. He didn’t hold back and reached out to rub her face. He smiled deeply and unconsciously. “Jiaojiao.”

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and Yue Jiaojiao looked at the other party without blinking.

Her lips turned even redder, and the corners of her eyes curved slightly as if she was coaxing him silently.

Zhao Zhan lowered his head slightly as if he had been bewitched.

“I reached it.” Yue Jiaojiao rolled over and pressed him under her with a smile. She proudly shook the belt she had pulled open in her hand, and her other hand had already touched his chest. Then, her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Zhao Zhan. “Why are you still the hotter one?”

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman frowned and felt very dizzy. She lay weakly on his chest and mumbled, “Zhao Zhan, I’m a little dizzy.”

Zhao Zhan lifted her up and pulled up the blanket next to her to cover her. He reached out to rub Yue Jiaojiao’s forehead and said, “Rest. You won’t feel dizzy after sleeping for a while.”

Yue Jiaojiao snuggled in his arms and raised her head slightly. When she heard Zhao Zhan’s words, she seemed to be inspired and pressed the corner of her lips against his. Her voice was muffled and unclear. “Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation will do.”