novelweb Chapter 1734 How many starts can he last?
Chapter 1734 How many starts can he last?
Zhan Yan looked at Wen Rao who was too calm, as if he was completing a task. He sighed and pulled the quilt to wrap her up.
"Go to bed early today and don't catch a cold."
After saying that, he hugged her and lay down.
Wen Rao hummed, but Zhan Yan's body felt stiff and repulsive.
Zhan Yan did not expose her, but quickly closed his eyes and went to sleep.
When Wen Rao could hear Zhan Yan's even breathing, she immediately opened her eyes.
She thought Zhan Yan was asleep, so she got up and walked out, quietly going to the guest room to rest.
Zhan Yan waited for a while before opening his eyes and sitting up.
He wasn't asleep at all, he was pretending to be asleep on purpose.
He could feel Wen Rao's resistance to him, but he was too worried about their relationship as husband and wife to suggest sleeping in separate rooms.
So I waited until he fell asleep before leaving.
And he also cooperated with her pretending to be asleep, making her think she could leave quietly.
If the couple's affairs are just a routine matter or a step-by-step task, he would rather not have it.
Early the next morning, Wen Rao woke up and went back to the bedroom first.
Zhan Yan had just fallen asleep, and when he realized she was back, he didn't expose her, but turned over and pretended to wake up.
"Raoruo, have you gone to the bathroom?"
He asked Wen Rao, pretending not to know anything.
"Well, did it wake you up?"
Wen Rao agreed and lay down with a distance of twenty centimeters from him.
Her resistance was unspoken, but it was obvious in every move she made.
Zhan Yan's heart was sore and painful, but he pretended to be clueless on his face.
"You can sleep a little longer, I'll have a meeting in the study."
After saying that, Zhan Yan stood up and walked out of the room. He could feel Wen Rao behind him let out a long sigh of relief.
It seemed like being in the same room with him put a lot of pressure on her.
……
Wen Rao changed her usual habit of getting up early and didn't get up until almost ten o'clock.
When she went downstairs, she saw Zhan's mother walking towards her carrying a bowl of hot soup.
Some of the hot soup was spilled, and Zhan's mother was so hot that she gasped. When Wen Rao saw it, she said expressionlessly,
"Mom, there are servants at home, so you don't have to do these things yourself."
There was even a hint of indifference in Wen Rao's calm tone.
Zhan's mother put down the hot soup and looked at her with still loving and gentle eyes.
"Raoruo, Mom will pay attention to it in the future. Come and try the fruit porridge made by Mom."
Zhan's mother knew about Wen Rao's condition, so she wouldn't be angry no matter what Wen Rao said. On the contrary, she felt sorry for her even more.
"I have no appetite."
Wen Rao shook his head and walked towards the door as soon as he finished speaking.
"Madam, madam, you have been cooking this fruit porridge all morning. You..."
Seeing that Wen Rao was leaving, the servant hurriedly spoke.
But Zhan's mother glared at him.
"Don't talk too much!"
Zhan's mother scolded the servant in a deep voice.
The servant hurriedly lowered his head and said nothing.
"I really don't want to drink."
Wen Rao looked at the fruit porridge and then at Zhan Mu.
She might not have been like this before, but now she really can't sense Zhan's mother's difficulty and sacrifice, nor can she sense what she wants.
"It's okay. If you don't want to drink, just wait for another day.
Rao Rao, you have lost weight these days. "
Zhan's mother raised her hand to touch Wen Rao's cheek, but Wen Rao quickly avoided it.
Because he couldn't feel Zhan's mother's concern, he was also inexplicably resistant to her touch.
It seems to be the same for Zhan Yan.
Upstairs, Zhan Yan saw this scene when he walked out of the study after the meeting.
Although Wen Rao was escaping not only from him, but also from others.
Zhan Yan's heart still broke silently at this moment.
Ling Chen said that he may have to start from scratch again and again. How many starts can he persist?
A hundred times? A thousand times?
Or ten thousand times? !
But no matter how many times he tries, he won't let go.
……
Wen Rao walked out of the living room and was about to go for a walk in the garden when she received a strange yet familiar phone call.