President’s Sweet Wife - Chapter 3

Having a dream with a noble complexion, what kind of beautiful dream was that? It was a dream she would never wake up from in her entire life.

“How long are you going to lie on the floor?”

Big hands grabbed her armpits and lifted her up from the ground like she was lifting a puppy. Feng Zi Yan bent over and grabbed her calf, then he held her horizontally. Lu Qingzhou screamed out. Sister Xia was so scared that she ran into the room without anyone knowing what happened.

“So noisy, shut up.”

Feng Ziyan frowned and said ‘chuan’ as he carried her into the bathroom. When Madam Xia saw Feng Ziyan, her heart madly beat for more than ten minutes before she was able to recover from her shock.

“You, you, you …”

Lu Qingzhou didn’t even express his true meaning after he said those three words. Feng Ziyan rudely placed her under the shower in the bathroom and turned on the tap. The cold water directly splashed onto her, causing her to tremble in fear. Fortunately, the water was getting hotter and hotter, allowing her to recover from her fear. However, looking at Feng Ziyan’s face was enough to make her feel unsettled.

Feng Ziyan’s hand was on her shoulder without any warning. Only now did she realize that her clothes were gone. She and Feng Ziyan were standing in the shower naked under the shower, bathing in mandarin ducks.

This had been Lu Qingzhou’s dream for many years, why did she feel that something was wrong?

Lu Qingzhou was like a marionette who had been pushed to the edge of the lake. Once she was showered with flowers, her entire body was covered with bath lotion by Feng Ziyan. It was like she was washing the lotus roots of her own lotus pond, over and over.

Feng Ziyan’s tightly knitted eyebrows slowly relaxed. Even he did not notice that when Lu Qingzhou could not see it, the gentleness in his eyes could almost melt the glaciers of the Arctic.

“What are you standing there for? Didn’t you know to wash it for me after I wash it for you? ”

As if he had awoken from a dream, Lu Qingzhou clumsily opened the lid of the shower gel. Just as he was about to pour out the thick liquid inside, his palm slipped and the bottle fell to the ground.

Lu Qingzhou let out a soft cry and bent over to pick up the bottle. However, it just so happened to be facing a certain Mosaic who was lacking in beauty.

“Ah!”

Lu Qingzhou was dumbstruck. Her small face was so red that blood could drip out.

Feng Ziyan impatiently pulled her up, staring straight at her exquisite face.

“What’s that called? Have you never seen a man before?”

Lu Qingzhou gently swallowed her saliva. If island nation’s films were not included in this list, then to be honest, she had never seen a man in her entire life. She was still in a state of shock, and her hand was gripped tightly as she forced a bottle of Body Soap inside.

“Wipe my back.”

Feng Ziyan had always spoken with an commanding tone, whether it was to his wife or to her, or to anyone else at his side. In her memories, even though he was the biological father of Old Master Feng and Feng Ziyan, his tone was cold and distant, and he had never been close to anyone.

Lu Qingzhou received the shower gel and gently poured it into her palm. Then, she smeared it on his firm back. Despite the warm and slippery temperature of his palm, she shivered under the hot water’s shower.

She couldn’t help but burst out laughing when she recalled that she had been so free in the future, because she really did not understand why she was afraid of him at this time. He was the only man she loved the most, and perhaps it was because the feeling he gave people was too cold.

“Do you want to freeze to death without clothes on?”

Lu QingZhou just foolishly wore water droplets all over her body. Feng Ziyan slowly wrapped her body that looked like a bodybuilder in exquisite cotton housedress. She also remembered that there was a saying, “Your beauty is unbearable for me to look at”, it seemed that this kind of description was very appropriate for men.

Feng Ziyan turned on the heat, but it was already too late. Lu Qingzhou had already sneezed for the first time, and she clumsily put on her clothes under the hot and cold eyes of her Feng Ziyan.