My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

His silver-grey Porsche was parked outside the main doors of the airport. Jian Han saw him open the trunk and place her luggage in there.

She was still standing on the steps, and she was looking at him in a blur.

Zhou Dayuan turned around and came back. He opened the door of the front passenger seat and placed one of his hand on the door of the car. He turned his gaze to look at her. Maybe it was her dazed expression that provoked him. The man lifted his handsome eyebrows as he said, “Get in.”

Jian Han placed her small hands in front of her and twisted them together. She was a little at a loss as she asked, “Where are we going?”

Zhou Dayuan pursed his thin lips. He strode over with his long legs and cupped her soft waist. He half pushed and hugged her as he made her sit in the front passenger seat.

Jian Han tried hard to escape. “I am going to miss my flight. The plane is flying off soon.”

Her small body was pressed down by him. He bent over, and his large, defined, beautiful hand came over to secure the safety belt for her. He did not have much of an expression on his face, and logically said, “The plane has already taken off.”

Jian Han felt stumped instantly.

She listened to him and nodded her head forcefully. She actually did not know what he was saying at all, and she was just afraid that the atmosphere would be awkward for both of them if it became cold.

At this moment, he stretched his right hand over. He took the things that she had just hidden away. “You have to wear stuff like this less often. You are pregnant now. I cannot do some stuff now. If you wear these, I would be unable to control myself when I see them. If you really like them, wait for our son to be born before wearing them.”

Jian Han’s small face was crimson red. She really did not know how this man managed to say all of that.

Maybe to him, he was just narrating something, but as she listened on, both her face and ears were red. How could he not know how to avoid some subjects. He obviously knew that she was embarrassed easily.

Jian Han’s face was burning hot as the man retreated a little. “Are you hungry. What do you want to eat for dinner?”

Jian Han shook her head and did not express any opinion. “I am fine with anything.”

When Jian Han came downstairs, she saw Zhou Dayuan in the kitchen. He was brewing soup in a pot. He cast his gaze down. He held a small spoon in one hand. His other hand was squeezing yoghurt onto a crystal plate.

Everyone said that men who know how to cook were the most attractive. Jian Han deeply resonated with that. In her heart, Zhou Dayuan was forever the most handsome one.

At this moment, he was still dressed in a thin green sweater. His casual pants were accentuating his perfect figure. The man was handsome and lanky, and he had a warm aura, and his pure gaze was cast downwards as he was focused and gentle — he was like a quiet painting.

Even if they had known each other for many years. Jian Han was still mesmerized with his quietness that would unintentionally show up at times like this, and her heart would still accelerate and her face would still turn red.

A few days ago, Ning Qing said that he treated her so badly. After he came back again, Ning Qing wanted to torture him well.

At that time, she just smiled and did not answer Ning Qing. How could she torture him? Every minute in her memory was of how he treated her nicely. Just like a few days ago, he bullied her so much, and he was jealous all by himself.

She could not remember his bad points, and only remembered the good things that he did for her.

Furthermore, the situation she was in right now, she had his child in her belly. He was willing to want her, and was willing to marry her, and she was already delighted.

Other women would use the child to lay their terms, but she was unable to do any of that. Between them, he always had the initiative, and she would be willing to give him what he wanted.

The most important thing was his current age. How old was she this year? He was 33. She was 32 already. The beautiful times in life were all in the past. This time, she wanted to hold onto him properly. Holding him tight, she was unwilling to let go again.

Jian Han walked into the kitchen and stood at the door as she looked at him in a trance.

Zhou Dayuan’s eyes were very sharp. He noticed her the moment she came down the stairs. He also noticed the love and admiration in her eyes that she had yet to withdraw. The man did not have much emotion, but he lifted his handsome eyebrows up as he looked at her quietly. “Come and wash your hands. Prepare yourself for dinner.”

Jian Han’s face was red. In front of him, she always seemed like a little fool.

The sink was beside him. When she walked over, he also did not move. Both of them were close to one another. Her slim arm brushed over his sweater, and it brushed over slightly over his sculptured and flat chest. The more lost she got, the lower her small head would droop. When she turned the tap on, she only bothered with washing her hands.

At this moment, a large hand came to her soft waist. She had no time to react, and her entire being was taken into his embrace. The man laughed and said, “How old are you now? You are still making your sleeves wet when you are washing your hands.”

Jian Han hated that she could not dig a hole in the ground for herself to hide in. What did she say just now? She was really a little fool. She did not know how to roll her sleeves up when she washed her hands, and her sleeves were really a little dampened.

She wanted to roll her sleeves up now, but she did not have time to do so. The man’s big beautiful hands came over to her sleeves, and he was experienced as he folded them neatly and rolled her sleeves upwards.

Both of her frail little hands were covered by him. He squeezed a little bit of hand soap and held her small hands in his as he helped her to wash her hands.

Jian Han bit down on her pink bottom lip. Oh, what was she going to do if her heart felt so sweet?

After washing her hands, he switched the tap off. She did not move because the man who was hugging her did not move. His low and gentle voice rang by the side of her ear. “Eat a little bit of fruit before having your meal. Don’t you like to eat sour stuff? I made yoghurt pudding for you. It should taste pretty good. Have a taste.”

Jian Han lifted her gaze up to have a look. There was yoghurt pudding in the crystal plate. It had cherries and strawberries on top of the fresh pudding. There was a layer of yogurt drizzled on top, and there was a little sugar added on top. It looked sour and sweet, and should probably be very delicious.