Cheng Nanzhi didn't see Chu Yimo when he came out of the ward, and walked towards the elevator, only to see Chu Yimo who was walking back.

  Chu Yimo saw that her eyes were red, approached her, and hugged her.

  Cheng Nanzhi struggled a bit: "They are all human."

   "Who's there?" Chu Yimo kissed her side face, "What's wrong with someone? I'm holding my daughter-in-law, hindering them?"

  Cheng Nanzhi smiled: "You seem a little naive."

   "It's good to be childish. Childishness makes me look younger, lest someone think I'm old."

   "Who thinks you are old."

   "Your brother." Chu Yimo said.

   "Huh?" Cheng Nanzhi looked up at him, "Did he not leave?"

   "Just left." Chu Yimo held her face and rubbed her face, "He said that if I treat you badly, he will find someone to do me."

  Cheng Nanzhi's mouth twitched: "And then?"

   "Then." Chu Yimo said, "I said that all future assassinations will be blamed on him."

   "Is it so dangerous?" Cheng Nanzhi asked.

  Chu Yimo nodded.

   "Is there still time for me to run?"

  Chu Yimo smiled: "It's late. You don't have a chance to run away, so let's go."

  Cheng Nanzhi smiled, and leaned back on Chu Yimo's shoulder for a while.

  Chu Yimo touched her head, let her lean on her for a while and said, "Go home."

"Um."

  Chu Yimo went to hold her left hand, looked past her right arm, and saw blood on her sleeve.

  He immediately held her right hand again, rolled up his sleeve and took a look.

  Blood oozes from the wound, seeps through the gauze, and gets on the clothes again.

  Chu Yimo frowned: "What's going on?"

   "I just squeezed it accidentally." Cheng Nanzhi whispered.

  Chu Yimo glanced at her, took her left hand and went upstairs to find a doctor: "Does it not hurt? You don't talk when you are hurt. Are you planning to turn back when you get home?"

  Cheng Nanzhi pursed his lips: "I, I didn't know it was bleeding."

   "Don't you know it hurts?" Chu Yimo said seriously.

  Cheng Nanzhi stopped talking.

  Seeing that she stopped talking, Chu Yimo paused for a moment with his gaze lowered, and his tone softened: "Am I too fierce?"

  Cheng Nanzhi glanced at him, then shook his head and said, "Fortunately, it looks a bit like Dad."

  Chu Yimo: ".??????"

  At this moment, Cheng Nanzhi laughed out loud.

  Chu Yimo felt that he was going to die of anger, so he let go of her hand, and gave her a light slap on the buttocks.

  Cheng Nanzhi subconsciously covered his butt, his face flushed. First he looked around, no one was there, then he glared at Chu Yimo and whispered, "What are you doing!"

   "Teach the disobedient children." Chu Yimo said seriously, "Why are you blushing?"

  Cheng Nanzhi covered his face again: "You are the only red."

   After speaking, he walked forward first.

  Chu Yimo smiled and looked at her figure from behind.

  The epidermal wound on the arm was split open, but it was not serious. After taking medicine and re-bandaging it, Chu Yimo and Cheng Nanzhi returned home.

  Cheng Li's villa here is closed. After Cheng Nanzhi came back, he didn't go to see him.

   It was Chu Yimo who dealt with it. Cheng Nanzhi didn't ask how he was dealt with, whether he was beaten, or what.

   Even when sending Cheng Li away, Cheng Nanzhi didn't show up.

  She knew that Chu Yimo had sent Cheng Li to Cheng Jiayou's temporary rented room.

  Chu Yimo also told her that as long as she didn't want to see him, Cheng Li would never appear in her life.

   We had dinner together at noon, and Chu Yimo was going to the company.

  I wanted to take Cheng Nanzhi with me, but Cheng Nanzhi refused. He took her to the study room: "If you are bored, you can read the books here, you can read every book. For the high place, ask Chutian to get it for you."

  Cheng Nanzhi looked at the books on the three walls of the study, his eyes gleaming.

  She casually glanced at the names on the spine of the book, and then looked at Chu Yimo: "I might not be able to understand these."

   "You can keep what you don't understand, and I'll tell you when I come back." Chu Yimo looked at her with downcast eyes.

   "Have you seen it all?" Cheng Nanzhi looked at him with some admiration.

   "Almost." Chu Yimo looked into her clear eyes, couldn't help it, pressed him against the bookshelf, and kissed her.

  Cheng Nanzhi's head is still in the ocean of knowledge, while Chu Yimo's thoughts have drifted to the great harmony of life, contributing to fertility.

  Cheng Nanzhi pushed him subconsciously in a daze, but he didn't push, and then Chu Yimo controlled his whole body.

  For a long time, Chu Yimo felt that if he didn't let go, he would not be able to go to work in the afternoon, so he let go of him.

  Cheng Nanzhi's face was blushing, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Chu Yimo.

  Chu Yimo smiled, helped her fasten the buttons on her chest, and rubbed her head again: "I'm going to work."

   "Yes." Cheng Nanzhi responded softly.

   It wasn't until Chu Yimo walked for a few minutes that she slowly stood up straight and moved.

   Then he walked stiffly to the bookshelf on the other side.

  She is standing by the bookshelf with her hands on her chest. Feeling hot everywhere.

   But where the hand is covering, the temperature seems to be higher.

   His kiss fell on this place

  Cheng Nanzhi was not very efficient all afternoon, Chu Yimo was on his mind for the first two hours, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

  It was only later that I slowly read the book.

  Chu Yimo didn't come back for dinner.

  I was busy at the company until after ten o'clock and didn't come back.

  When he came back, Cheng Nanzhi was waiting for him in the living room.

   "Are you back?" Cheng Nanzhi stood up, "Auntie made some soup, would you like some?"

  As soon as Chu Yimo came back and saw her in the living room, she was less tired: "Are you waiting for me?"

"Um."

  Chu Yimo leaned over and kissed her eyes: "Don't wait for me in the future. Go to bed early."

   "I'll go to work from now on, and I won't wait for you." Cheng Nanzhi said.

   "Then you should rest early these few days." Chu Yimo rubbed her hair, "Don't wait for me."

  Cheng Nanzhi didn't respond, and walked in behind him: "Do you want soup? Auntie's soup is very delicious."

"Um."

  The two drank soup together. Chu Yimo went back to the guest room to take a shower, and Cheng Nanzhi helped his aunt tidy up, and went back to the room to get ready for bed.

   As a result, she read a book in the room for a while, and when she was about to go to bed, there was a knock on the door.

  She got up to open the door, and saw Chu Yimo standing outside the door in her nightgown.

   I just took a shower, my hair was dried, and my body smelled of shower gel.

   "What's wrong?" Cheng Nanzhi asked.

  Chu Yimo smiled: "Come to sleep."

   "What?" Cheng Nanzhi shut down on the spot, unable to believe what he heard, "What is it?"

   "Our husband and wife have been separated for a long time, it's time to sleep together."

  Cheng Nanzhi stared wide-eyed, unresponsive, and even wanted to run away.

  Chu Yimo looked at her for two seconds, fearing that she would run away, so he bent over and grabbed her waist, led her into the bedroom, and kicked the door shut.