My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Zhou Dayuan did not know how he was supposed to love her right now.

Because he felt that no matter how much he loved her, it was still not enough.

Zhou Dayuan went closer to her. His right hand weaved through her silky hair. During this period of time, she was able to eat again. Her hair did not fall out as much, but her thick and luscious dark hair had been reduced by quite a lot. His palm was empty as he held her hair, just like her frail and slim body.

He nudged his nose on her small elegant nose. He nudged her gently. "Babe, what is wrong, exactly? Tell me. My heart really hurts so much seeing you like this. I am almost unable to catch my breath with the amount of pain."

Jian Han lifted her small head up and looked at his handsome face that was magnified a few times in front of her now. She slowly stretched her small hand out and caressed his side profile.

In a blur, she asked, "Are you a doctor? Today, I happened to see you on TV."

Zhou Dayuan held her small hand and placed his side profile in the centre of her small, soft palm. He nudged her mesmerizingly. "Yeah, I am a doctor." He smiled warmly as he said, "I seem to be really proficient."

Jian Han broke out into laughter with his last line, and she curled the corners of her lips as she said, "Then why are you here to seek medical advice?"

"This dilemma; I am here to look for my wife."

"But your wife is not here."

Zhou Dayuan looked at her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. He brought his thumb to her red lips. He brushed her lightly, with his gaze shining bright. "You said that my wife is not here. It doesn't mean that she is not here. You are my wife."

Jian Han could not hear what he was saying clearly. Her focus was all on his thumb. He touched her lips, then he came closer, inch by inch, wanting to kiss her.

As he was about to kiss her, Jian Han stretched her small hands out to quickly push him away. "Don't do that!"

The sofa was broad and soft. She lay down and rolled into the sofa.

Not allowing him to kiss her.

Zhou Dayuan heartily laughed out loud with his deep voice, and his laughter was full of pamper and love.

Jian Han felt her small face was burning more and more. She used her small hand to touch, and felt a patient medical record log, and she coughed to clear her throat before pretending to be serious as she looked at it.

She merely took a few glances, and the man came. He sat beside her, and curled up his right arm over her waist. His long white hand naturally covered over the bump on her small stomach, and it went back and forth as he brushed her.

Jian Han used her elbow to push him. "You cannot look. These are the patients' medical records. They are to be kept confidential."

Zhou Dayuan scanned the documents briefly and said, "This patient was involved in a car accident a few years ago. His thighs would hurt every night, and he also lost his abilities as a man. This has led him to engage in domestic abuse… He came to look for you to take a look at his psychological illness. Why doesn't he go to the hospital to check his body first?"

"He went to have a look already, but the doctor said there were no problems, and he had to treat his psychological illness first."

Zhou Dayuan laughed softly. His handsome back was lazily leaned back on the sofa. His left shoulder was nested behind his own head. He lifted his eyelids as he looked at her gently. "What illness are you examining him for? You don't even know whether it's his body or mind that is ill. Let him go to another hospital to take a look, and look at his thighs before looking at his manly abilities. Only after that's failed should he come to you."

Jian Han understood what he was trying to bring across. Her eyes lit up, and she turned her head to look at him. "Are you trying to say that all of these symptoms appeared because of his thighs? He has a cure?"

Zhou Dayuan pinned her small shoulders as he used some force and allowed her to perch on his chest softly. He lowered his gaze to kiss her hair. He squinted his eyes as he snorted and casually said, "Yeah."

"That's great news…" Jian Han broke out into a bright smile like a flower in full bloom. Her small white hand was placed on his chest as she lifted her body up slightly using his chest as support. She looked at his warm and handsome face as she said, "This patient, he went to many big hospitals. The quacks there all said that he needed to see a psychologist. Haha. Since you said that there was a cure for him, and you seem to be really proficient, why not? Why don't you take a look at him then."

Her eyebrows were arched, and she looked at him trying to gain his favour. Zhou Dayuan stretched his hand to pinch her small face. Little babe. Did she know how busy he was recently? Those professors and rich elites all spent a huge sum and invited him over. He did not have any time at all, and now, he needed to help her with her patients in this clinic of hers?

"Aren't you even better than me?" Zhou Dayuan squinted his eyes lazily. His tone was together with a touch of teasing and pamper as he joked with her. "You are my doctor. The first day when you examined me, how did you say it? You said, Mr. Zhou, relax, we can start chatting first…"

"Ah, don't say it!" Jian Han stretched her small hand out quickly to block his mouth. He was not allowed to say it. He was not allowed to say it! At that time, she still did not know that he was such a pro, and thinking about it now, she was totally showing off her mediocre skills in front of a master. It was so embarrassing to think of it now.

Zhou Dayuan stopped talking, and he stared at her as he looked at her pink lips that were pouted up because she was acting coy.

His gaze suddenly changed. It became hot and bright. He stared at her lips, and that gaze went up to look at her large, innocent eyes.

Jian Han took her small hand back just as if she'd been electrocuted, and her almond-shaped eyes looked elsewhere awkwardly.

At this moment, he hugged her a little tighter before softly saying, "That patient's thighs are actually easy to cure. There is a tuina method. You try it on my thighs. I will teach you."

"Can I do it?" Jian Han was curious, and she fluttered her long, thin, fan-like eyelashes as she looked at him doubtfully.

"Of course you can." His voice had already become hoarse.

Jian Han sat upright. She knelt down on the soft sofa and used both of her hands to touch his left thigh as she kneaded it lightly. "Is it like that?"

Zhou Dayuan had a frown on his face. He stretched his tongue out to lick his dry lips and use his gaze to look at her greedily. She cast her small head downwards, and he could only see the gentle and beautiful lines on her face. She was pregnant, and her skin had seemed to have gotten even more supple. With the lights illuminating her, she had a white and mesmerizing glow.

"Yeah, go a little more upwards," he grunted.

Jian Han followed his instructions as she kneaded towards the top. When she went further upwards, she realized that something was amiss. The black luxurious trousers wrapped on his tight waist, and there was a spot that was upright around the zipper of the pants with a large radius, and it was very obvious.

Jian Han felt all of the blood in her body rush towards her brain with a bang. She took her hand back quickly and looked at him with disbelief and silliness in her expression. "You, you…"

Was there someone else on this earth who could be more shameless than him?

Zhou Dayuan could not take the pure expression in her eyes at that moment. His warm eyes turned red, and he lifted his strong eyebrows up. His eyes had the careless vibe of a mature man in them as he said, "Am I the silly one, or are you the silly one instead? Would I allow you to knead another man's thighs? Don't even think of it even when I am dead."

Jian Han did not know what to say at all. Her entire being was very lost. Her small face could not stop radiating heat. She was very hot.

"Come over." He leaned back on the sofa lazily as he stretched his right hand towards her.

Jian Han did not move, and she did not dare move.

He stretched his long arm over but held her small hand. He used a little bit of strength, and her entire being was perched on his chest.

He protected her, and did not allow her to crash into him, but her small face still crashed into the diamond encrusted brooch on his business vest as usual. The man was cold and harsh had a mesmerizing scent, and it made her tremble.

"Don't do it, you have a wife?" She pushed him away.

Zhou Dayuan swallowed his saliva. He lightly touched her small face with his right hand. It was really smooth. "Not bad. You still know what I want to do."

Jian Han tried to come up, but she was unable to do so. His right hand weaved through the back of her head as he pressed her forcefully, and he kissed her directly.

Jian Han was panting. She used her small hand that she placed on his chest as she scratched him recklessly. She only scratched a button, and she was on the brink of tears as she choked up, but he took the opportunity to come in with his tongue.

Her entire face was steamed red, and even her elegant nose bridge had a few beads of sweat, like the dew on the petals of the rose.

Her small hand that she actually wanted to push him away with curled up slowly. She held him tight. There was a feeling inside her heart that was about to explode. She bit him lightly as she responded to him shyly while still taking the initiative.

Both of them flipped their bodies around. He did not dare to press her and only dared to use his palms to hold her in mid air. "Jian Han, tell me; who am I?"

Jian Han closed her eyes in a blur. She tried hard to bury her small face into the sofa as she did not dare to look at him. Some strands of her dark silky hair were stuck on her small face. Her top was half open, and it stuck onto her collarbones. She bit her lower lip as she answered, "Patient Zhou Dayuan."

"Not a patient, "Zhou Dayuan bent his body down to kiss her. "I am a man. I am your man, Zhou Dayuan. Be good. Say it once for me to hear."

Jian Han did not stop shaking her head as she said, "No, you have a wife. We cannot be doing this…"

"How many times have I said it? How come you didn't remember it till now? You are my wife." He used some strength in his hands on her body. "Be good. Say it once for me to hear. If you don't say it, you will be uncomfortable. If you say it, I will let you be comfortable."

Jian Han used both of her hands to hug his neck. She was very uncomfortable like a small kitten as she clung onto his body. "Woo… Man. Man. Zhou Dayuan.."

After her words, her red lips were kissed deeply by him.

She was in a blur as she pushed him. "You, you don't hurt my baby…"

Her small face was held in his palm. "How come you are saying it as if I am stealing something? Wifey, Wifey, your baby is the seed that I have given you. Could I hurt him then?"

…

After half an hour, Jian Han nested herself on the sofa and fell asleep. There was a warm blanket covering her body. Her entire small figure was tucked inside, and only her small face was left outside.

Zhou Dayuan opened a crack of the window and let the scent in the office dissipate. He lay by the side of the window as he lit a cigarette, and he took two puffs.

Knock knock knock. The sound of someone knocking on the door rang out in the air. The door of the office was pushed open directly. Xiao Li rushed in with her eyes full of moisture. "Dr. Zhou…"

"Xiao Li." Her assistant Xiao Ping pulled Xiao Li from behind, but she was unable to hold her back. She was extremely sorry as she looked at the man beside the window, "Dr. Zhou, I tried to stop her, but…"

Zhou Dayuan took a puff of smoke, and he lifted his head up to slowly blow it out. He squinted his eyes as he looked at Xiao Ping. "You go."

"Yes, sir." Xiao Ping closed the door behind her.

Xiao Li took two steps forward, and she was very emotional. The makeup on her small beautiful face was all smeared. She was a beauty who was stained with tears, and she looked pitiful. "Dr. Zhou, why did you have to terminate…"

She had yet to say the word "me," and saw an expression that the man had in his eyes as he looked at her. His gaze could not be considered to be very sharp. The man was originally considered to be warm like a piece of jade, but his gaze was definitely icy cold. It was so cold that it pierced through her bones and made her tremble from the chill.

"If there is anything that you want to say, say it softly. If you are too emotional, go out then." The man lifted his thin lips. His low and charming voice did not have any touch of warmth in it at all.

Xiao Li looked in the direction that his gaze was cast in, and it was only then that she saw Jian Han who was lying down on the sofa. She had a blanket covered over her, and she could not see her clearly, but that small face seemed as if she'd been soaked in honey, blushing yet coy and attractive.

There was Jian Han's coat, sweater, safety shorts…all placed on the other end of the sofa/ The woman's clothes were beside the man's black coat, business vest…