My Hubby Can't Stop Pampering Me

Chapter 224: Chapter 225 Do You Feel It? (1)

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Lu Weixi was slightly surprised, but quickly adjusted her attitude, obediently letting him lead her into the room. The suite was scarcely lit, with only a dim night light on. But as the window was left open, the moonlight shone in, preventing it from appearing too gloomy.

“Zhiyou.” Lu Weixi propped herself up with her arm.

Qin Zhiyou wore a quiet and neutral expression, his thin lips tightly pressed, his features smooth, revealing no hint of the subtlety of his thoughts. But Lu Weixi vaguely sensed that he might be somewhat restless. Perhaps he was upset because of what Qin Zhimei and Qin Zhizha had said about his father today.

He was upset, but he couldn’t blow up at the banquet in front of so many people. Moreover, they were on a boat – there were no outsiders here, and it was not convenient to call other women. Was there only her left to – seek out then?

“I can do it myself, I can do it myself.”

She didn’t want to suffer and knew that Qin Zhiyou wouldn’t listen to any words of reason at the moment, so she quickly turned around with her back facing him.

“Zhiyou, Zhiyou, just wait.” She did not refuse him utterly, so why was he so impatient? Besides, didn’t he usually have an obsession with cleanliness? She hadn’t even taken a shower yet.

“I have not taken a bath.”

Qin Zhiyou pursed his lips, saying nothing. The number one suite cabin at the top deck may not necessarily be more luxurious – it just had an additional private swimming pool and terrace compared to other rooms. But this is a yacht, and having these amenities already made it high-end.

They were at the highest point, and it was alright even if they didn’t pull the curtains, no one was coming to watch anyways. The window was open at the moment, and the moonlight shone in, casting a clear glow on the floor. Even though no one was watching, Lu Weixi still wanted to draw the curtains. She turned and said: “Zhiyou, can you pull the curtain closed?”

“Why, don’t you like it?”

Qin Zhiyou’s voice was ethereal, even though he was right behind her. However, she felt that he had lost his usual warmth. His voice was cold, his body was cold.

She had been with Qin Zhiyou for five years, she knew he was truly angry today and wouldn’t confront him. To confront him was to invite misery, and it might even provoke him further..