Chapter 886 Extra: The Feeling of the Wind

He Yiyi twisted her hands uncomfortably at first. She wanted to stop him, but when she looked up and saw his calm and handsome face, she swallowed the words that jumped to her lips for no reason.

Ling Zixiao's fingers brushed her hair apart, and his fingertips seemed to carry an electric current, which made her feel palpitations inexplicably wherever they touched.

He Yiyi couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She was no longer an ignorant girl. She knew that the palpitations were actually uncontrollable heartbeats!

However, she was hurt again and again by Gu Qinglang and Zuo Yuhao, and she really didn't want to admit that she would have feelings for other men again!

Yes, this was definitely just a momentary emotion that was difficult to control!

It was nothing more than that this man was too good at teasing people, and he happened to meet her when she was alone and helpless, so she had this wrong perception!

He Yiyi simply closed her eyes, trying to stop her heart from beating too hard, and constantly hypnotizing herself.

"...Okay," Ling Zixiao turned off the hair dryer and brushed her seaweed-like hair behind her head.

"Thank you." He Yiyi opened her eyes, but did not dare to make eye contact with him. She thanked him in a hurry and wanted to walk out.

"Hey!" Ling Zixiao held her with one hand, "Aren't you going to help me dry my hair?"

"Ah?" He Yiyi stared at him stupidly.

Ling Zixiao didn't care about anything and took the hair dryer and stuffed it into her hand, "It's your turn to help me dry my hair, what else?"

"Oh." He Yiyi took the hair dryer without any emotion.

But Ling Zixiao was 186 cm tall and she was only 167 cm. He was standing there, how could she reach him to help him dry his hair?

"That..." He Yiyi blushed all of a sudden, and gestured, "How about I get a stool for you to sit on?"

"No need," Ling Zixiao raised his eyebrows and took a step back, and his tall body leaned on the sink, forming a half-sitting and half-leaning posture.

He Yiyi had to tiptoe to barely help him blow the top of his head.

Ling Zixiao spread his long legs, reached out and pulled her to the middle to blow dry.

This made it easier for her to blow dry, but the posture of the two of them was inexplicably ambiguous!

Bang! Bang!

The hair dryer was whirring, but He Yiyi could still hear the violent beating of her heart!

However, Ling Zixiao stared at her steadily, no matter which way she turned, his eyes were firmly locked on her and did not let go!

He Yiyi had been avoiding his gaze, but he insisted on entangled with her sight.

He Yiyi didn't care so much to end this annoying thing quickly. She turned off the hair dryer, wound the cord a few times, and put it on the shelf. "Good night," she said, and turned around and walked out of the room.

This time Ling Zixiao didn't stop her. He kept his original posture there, but his eyes were gloomy for a while.

He was also trying to figure out what he was thinking. Why would he invest so much emotion in a married woman?

Yes, maybe she did have a one-night stand with him two years ago, and maybe her daughter was his daughter, but she was already married and was Zuo Yuhao's legitimate wife!

Turning off the lights and walking out, there was only a dimmed bedside lamp in the room outside. He saw He Yiyi sleeping on the right half of the bed. She had closed her eyes and was breathing evenly, obviously asleep. Xintong was in the middle. He went over to lie on the left and covered the mother and daughter with the quilt first before going to himself.

He Yiyi was actually pretending to sleep. She waited until the noise subsided before she completely relaxed her tense nerves. But she couldn't fall asleep anyway. She was obviously tired all day, but she couldn't toss and turn. It would be bad if she woke up her daughter or Ling Zixiao.

Finally, she had to get up quietly, put on her slippers, and crouch down to open the balcony door to get some fresh air outside.

He Yiyi was not the only one who couldn't sleep. Ling Zixiao was also unable to sleep. He had half-opened his eyes and watched He Yiyi when she stood up. When she left the balcony, he followed suit and quietly approached the door.

He Yiyi didn't dare to close the door completely, fearing that it would make a noise when opening and closing the door, so she left it half-closed. So when Ling Zixiao gently opened the door, she didn't notice it at all while leaning against the railing to enjoy the evening breeze.

Suddenly, a pair of long arms hugged her from behind, and her back crashed into a hug. He Yiyi cried out softly, and suddenly looked back, and her eyes met with Ling Zixiao's at close range.

Ling Zixiao's handsome face pressed down on her, and He Yiyi's pupils shrank. Then she tried to avoid his kiss, but he held her tightly and she couldn't avoid it.

Ling Zixiao let her go only when she was almost dying of the kiss.

He Yiyi gasped for breath and wanted to scold him several times, but her mind was empty and she couldn't think of any words to scold him!

"You don't sleep when you have time? This is your punishment." Ling Zixiao looked deep into her eyes.

"You too." He Yiyi stammered back.

Ling Zixiao raised his hand and pinched her chin, turning her to face him again, "Do you still want punishment?"

"..." He Yiyi looked at him pitifully, and this time she would never contradict him easily, otherwise the consequence would be... the same punishment as before?

Oh, she was sensible! Ling Zixiao's eyes jumped into a smile, but he let her go in time so that she wouldn't see it!

However, he let go of her chin, but held her arm and dragged her back to the room, "Go to bed."

Let's sleep, He Yiyi followed him to the bed, and lay down on her own accord. Just when she was about to pull the quilt, he suddenly sat down beside her and pretended to lie down too.

"You, aren't you sleeping there?" He Yiyi asked in a low voice.

"This is my home, why do you care about me?" Ling Zixiao raised his eyebrows and questioned domineeringly.

Well, this is indeed his home, she can't care about him! He Yiyi admitted her weakness and wanted to sleep on the other side over her daughter, but he pulled her back with one hand, "What are you doing?"

"I'm making room for you." He Yiyi wanted to break away from him.

The power disparity was huge. He wanted to control her, so how could she break away? With a force, he pressed her down, "Don't talk too much, go to sleep quickly." As he said that, he hugged her tightly.

Shrinking there without daring to move, He Yiyi was angry and anxious but helpless. Gradually, half of her body was almost stiff, and she moved unconsciously.

"Are you not sleeping well?" Ling Zixiao asked behind her ear.

"Yeah." He Yiyi hummed unhappily. Two adults squeezed in less than half of the bed, how could they be comfortable?

"Move my daughter a little further." Ling Zixiao ordered.

He Yiyi nodded, and when he let go of her hand, she half sat up and carried her daughter over.

As soon as she was done, Ling Zixiao couldn't wait to pull her back into his arms and hug her tightly, and put his chin against her hair, "It's late, go to sleep." He patted her back gently.

She thought she would have insomnia all night, but in the end she didn't even remember when she fell asleep...

The alarm rang, He Yiyi rubbed her eyes, sat up, and saw her daughter lying back in the middle of the bed, while Ling Zixiao didn't know when he lay back on the left bed.

Unable to look away, He Yiyi was surprised to find that her daughter and Ling Zixiao's sleeping positions were surprisingly similar!

Both of them raised their right hands above their heads and stretched their left arms slightly!

At this time, Ling Zixiao opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "You slept?"

He Yiyi blinked, "Oh, why did you sleep back there?"