"Luo Yinghe, did you take another drug?"

Jiang Zhi didn't turn his head, and gave a side face: "So curious, go and do criminal investigation." ”

He didn't say anything, Qiao Nanchu could also guess anything, and he didn't ask any more, he spread his hands and joked half-truthfully: "Forget about the criminal investigation, I'm afraid I can't help but arrest you." ”

"Catch me?" Jiang Zhi used the corner of his eye to look at him with a provocative look, "Is it so easy to catch?"

Qiao Nanchu scolded with a smile: "This lawless dog thing!"

Eori ignored it and continued to look out his window.

This room is full of antiques, and none of the jade porcelain ink treasures are not treasures, except for a nondescript painting hanging on the bedside, which looks out of place.

Qiao Nanchu noticed the painting at this time, looked at it carefully, and didn't see what it was: "What is this painting?"

Jiang Zhi turned his head, and the lamp above his head gilded a layer of cold light on his face: "This is Zhou Xufang." ”

“......”

Qiao Nanchu looked at the painting and looked at it again.

Are you sure this isn't a mess of ink?

"It's Zhou Xufang. He chatted casually, "Does Zhou Xufang know that this is her?"

Jiang Zhi had a cold face, on the verge of being irritable: "I know." ”

Qiao Nanchu smiled mercilessly, very badly: "Then she didn't beat you?"

Jiang Zhi's peach blossom eyes froze three feet: "Get out." ”

Qiao Nanchu smiled even more cheerfully, put the lighter into his coat pocket, and said in a rather sincere tone: "Jiang Zhi, don't draw." ”

Eori: "......"

This dog thing!

As soon as Qiao Nanchu left, the next person came to pass the word: "Little master, the old lady called you over." ”

The Jiang family was scattered, and Mrs. Jiang was in the main hall, sitting on a circle chair, and a pot of carbon fire was placed under the chair, and Jiang Zhi walked over.

The old lady kicked the charcoal fire out and called him to sit down: "You just touched that flower, is there anything wrong with your body?"

Jiang Zhi sat on the armchair, leaning on the armrest with one hand, and his face was slightly pale: "It's nothing." ”

"If it's just a forbidden plant, you can still be released on bail, but this matter involves the Luo family, and Shiyu is afraid that she will have to stay at the police station for a while. The old lady took a hand warmer from the hand of the subordinate and asked him to carry it, "During this time, let Deputy Yuan Sun take care of your body first." ”

He closed his eyes in vain, and he was weak: "Hmm." ”

Seeing that his face was not good, Mrs. Jiang was very worried: "Are you tired?"

He pinched his eyebrows and half-lay down in his chair without lifting his energy: "It was too noisy just now, and I had a headache." ”

Hearing that he was tired, Mrs. Jiang stopped the topic: "Then you should rest early." ”

He hummed, "I'll go back to myself." ”

Ah Wan at the door went over to help.

Old Madam Jiang glanced at Ah Wan, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and shouted thoughtfully, "Lin ...... Forest...... Lin ......: "What is Lin coming from?"

She couldn't remember the name of this big guy.

Ah Wan had a 'colorful' face: "Lin Wanwan." ”

The name...... Old Madam Jiang couldn't say anything, so she returned the title: "Little Brother Lin, who are you beating?"

Little Brother Lin: "I fell by myself." ”

In fact, he was beaten by Ming Saiying's man's mother-in-law with a handbag, and his face was not bad, but his back was the hardest hit area. No, if he can't stand it anymore, he'll call himself an ambulance later.

Old Madam Jiang looked at him again with complicated eyes, but didn't say anything.

Jiang Zhi went upstairs and changed into a coat that went out: "Give me the car keys, and you can go back by yourself." ”

"Oh. ”

Brother Lin handed over the car keys, just in time, he was going to call an ambulance.

Jiang Zhi was full of girlfriends, and he didn't see Lin Xiaodi's expression of 'very hurt but pretending to be strong', he sent WeChat to his girlfriend as he walked.

"Xu Fang. ”

Didn't reply.

Jiang Zhi sent again: "Xu Fang." ”

Still haven't returned.

"Zhou Xufang!"

She replied, "Hmm." ”

The little girl's voice was wistful and drowsy.

Eori asked her, "Where are you?"

"In your car. ”

It's another car of Jiang Weaving, and the car key is in Zhou Xufang's place. The car was not parked in the Jiang family's garage, but on the street outside.

Jiang Zhi's pace slowed down a little: "Good, wait for me for five more minutes." ”

"Hmm. ”

In three minutes, he was there.

Zhou Xufang locked the car and slept inside, Jiang Zhi knocked on the car window: "Spinning." ”

She immediately sat up, rubbed her eyes, was a little dazed, and opened the car door: "If you don't come again, I'll fall asleep." ”

Jiang Zhi sat in and found that her clothes were damp: "Why are your clothes wet?" There was no heating in the car, and her clothes were a little frozen.

She said: "It's time to spray Luo Qinghe with a water hose." ”

Jiang Zhi pinched her cold little face and reprimanded her: "I don't know how to turn on the heating, what should I do if it's frozen?"

She shook her head with a grin and said she wasn't afraid of the cold.

I really thought I was iron.

Jiang Ori got out of the car and took a bag of clothes from the trunk and came over: "Change into it." ”

Inside is men's clothing, a complete set from the inside out.

"Yours?"

"Well, I'm going to wear it. ”

The car was pink and tender, and in order to please her, he also hung a pink tassel curtain on the window, but this time it worked, he put the curtain down, and carried the wet little girl to the back of the car seat and blocked: "I'm guarding outside, you change the wet clothes first." ”

She obediently agreed, "Okay." ”

Eori got out of the car and looked around, but fortunately there was no one.

Zhou Xufang stuck between the back seat and the main driver's seat, and quickly stripped off his wet clothes.

Jiang Zhi called her outside: "Xu Fang." ”

"Hmm. ”

He leaned on the car, holding his pocket in his hand, his slender legs were casually on it, and he kicked the stones on the ground for a while, and suddenly asked Zhou Xufang: "Do you like children?"

Zhou Xufang didn't think much about it and replied: "I like it." ”

After a while.

He spoke, and his tone was awkward: "Then should I go to the doctor?"

Zhou Xufang didn't react for a while: "Where are you uncomfortable?"

He said vaguely.

Zhou Xufang heard well and heard clearly.

"Infertility," he said. ”

I didn't think there was anything about this topic before, but since Zhou Xufang saw the benefits, she felt embarrassed, and she hesitated: "Whatever you want, whatever you want." ”

"It's useless to let me be, it's up to you to decide. Eori said unnaturally, but toughly, "If you want me, I'll live with you." ”

He was serious.

It doesn't matter if he has an heir or not, it all depends on Zhou Xufang's meaning.

"What about you?" Zhou Xufang would ask in a whisper in the car, "Do you like children?"

Jiang Zhi shook his head without thinking: "I don't like it." ”

He had seen the children of Qiao Nanchu's cousin's family, noisy and skinny, a little bit big, he couldn't understand the training, and he couldn't beat him, he was just a troublesome little oil bottle.

He doesn't have a good feeling for children at all, and he doesn't have that patience.

However, if it is Zhou Xu Fangsheng's little ball, a dark little ball, he doesn't like to talk, and he is a little lump of cold and cute...... The corners of his mouth ran up: "I like you when you were born, most like you, a little black impermanence with boundless mana." ”

Zhou Xufang did not answer.

She didn't want to be like her.

She wants to be like Eori, all like him.

Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Zhi was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he said, "If you don't want to-"

She interrupted: "Go and heal." ”

The corners of Jiang Zhi's eyes curved: "Okay." ”

"I changed it. She packed up her wet suit and put it under her seat.

Eori sat in, pulled her to his side, and straightened the collar of her shirt for her, the sweater on the outside was a bit big, and he rolled two rolls on her wrists.

She tugged at her pants with one hand and never let go.

Eori lifted the sweater and looked at it: "It's a lot bigger?"

"Well, it's going to drop. ”

It was his suit pants, which were not tied at the waist, and there was no spare belt in the car, so Jiang Wei had no other way, so he drew two threads from the tasseled pink curtain and joined them into one.

The hand was raised. ”

She obediently let go and raised it.

Jiang Zhi lowered his head, and clumsily put the thread through the belt loop, stumbling, making it very unsmooth, and tossing for a while before tying her and tying a slipknot: "Okay." ”

Well, the belt is good.

However, as soon as she moved—

She buried her head, didn't look at Jiang Weaving, and stretched out her hand to push him: "You get out of the car and wait for me for a while." ”

"What's wrong?"

The voice was small, timid: "Shoulder straps." ”

Jiang Zhi didn't understand, and raised her face: "Huh?"

Her little face was red, and her voice was like a mosquito crying: "...... Loosened. "It must have been ticked when I was just changing clothes.

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I won't go down." ”

She looked up at him in confusion, her expression stunned and confused.

Eori lowered the pink curtain she had just lifted again, then leaned over and hugged her, wrapping her hand around her waist, putting it in her clothes, and moving it to her back.

Zhou Xufang shrank for a moment.

He said don't move.

She didn't move.

He touched the strap on her shoulder, and his movements were very light: "Is my hand icy or not?"

"Ice. ”

He didn't speak again, resting his chin on top of her head, his hand didn't stop, helping her to hook the little hook well, and bumped and bumped for a while, but it didn't get it right.

Zhou Xufang's body was a little stiff: "Is it done?"

His palms were sweating: "No." ”

"You get out of the car, I'll get it myself. She stepped back.

He carried her back: "Don't. ”

Zhou Xufang: "......"

He fumbled for a long time before he found the way, and when he got it done, he was proud, and rubbed his face against her hair: "Okay." He took out his hand and pulled up her dress, buttoning her coat.

Zhou Xufang had a 'Fuji red' look on his face, and secretly glanced at Jiang Zhi: "Your face is so red." She reached out a finger and touched it, "Like a fever." ”

He didn't know if he had a fever, but Zhou Xufang should have a fever.

He leaned into her ear and said a snack.

Zhou Xufang's ears were red, and he pushed him away, so he didn't scold, so he glared at him, as if he was very fierce: "You are not ashamed!"

Jiang Zhi is as good as flowing: "Well, I'm not ashamed. ”

"You stinky rascal!"

He laughed: "Well, I'm a stinky rascal. ”

Zhou Xufang: "......" can't say anything about him.

He stretched out his hand and touched her head, and there were gentle shadows in his eyes: "The stinky rascal who is not ashamed is going to send you home now, is it back to you or to me?"

Zhou Xufang didn't want to pay attention to him, and was stubborn for seven or eight seconds: "Go back to my house." ”

Eori opened the car door and led her to the co-pilot.

The next day, the video of Luo Qinghe being drenched and beaten was exposed, although it was mosaic, Luo Yinghe was a person in the circle and was still recognized.

This is not the first time Luo Qinghe has been on the news, usually as an entrepreneur, on the financial sector, but this time it was on the entertainment hot search because of the ugly video.

As soon as the video came out, the people who ate melons gathered to join in the fun.

"It's Luo Yinghe who draws people, who is the other one?"

"The current CEO of Luo's Group, Luo Qinghe, take it away. ”

Behind this netizen's comment, there is also a photo of Luo Qinghe when he participated in a business interview recently, although there is a mosaic, but the figure, dress, and hairstyle are all right, and the sharp eyes can be seen, which is the same person as the wealthy girl who lost face in the video.

and Luo Yinghe's black fans came out to break the news, saying that this is a pair of plastic flower cousins.

There are more and more netizens watching, and the comments are getting more and more.

"This irritability is horrible. ”

"Don't accept Luo Ying and whitewashing!"

"The big guys really know how to play. ”

"I felt like I saw something amazing. ”

"Panties, purple yo. ”

"Be a sister? Smoke your kind with flowers. ”

“......”

Bang.

The tablet was slammed to the ground, and the screen suddenly fell apart.

Luo Qinghe was wearing a hospital gown, his face was still pale and pale, his hands were clenched into fists, the needles on the back of his hands were returning blood, his lips were bitten by her blood, and there was monstrous anger in his eyes: "Remove the hot search." ”

Secretary Shen Yue stood in front of the hospital bed: "It's been contacted." ”

She wore her hair and covered half of her face, revealing the corners of her side face with cold and hard corners, because of a high fever all night, and her voice was hoarse: "Who sent the video?"

Shen Yue replied: "It's the young master of the Jin family." ”

It's the Jin family.

The Luo family wants to shoot a piece of land, which happens to be the Jin family, and at this juncture, she can't move the Jin family.

She lifted the quilt and got up, pulled out the pillow directly, and walked out of the ward.

Luo Yinghe is also in this hospital, just next door, she was injected with a tranquilizer last night, she just woke up, her body was weak and weak, and when she saw Luo Qinghe coming in, she was so frightened that she immediately sat up.

"Sister. ”

Luo Qinghe's eyes were cloudy, a frost piercing, murderous.

Luo Yinghe was so frightened by this posture that she trembled, her memory of last night was intermittent, she had no bottom in her heart, she shrank into the hospital bed tremblingly, did not dare to raise her eyes, lowered her head and apologized: "I'm sorry sister, I was fed medicine last night, and my brain is not clear." ”

Luo Qinghe sneered: "People are not sober, their brains are very sober, remember that you hate me very much." ”

Yes, she hates her.

But she was even more afraid of her.

She got up from the quilt, knelt on the bed, rubbed her hands and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, sister, I must treat the disease well, and I will never dare to do it again." Her body was weak and staggering, and cold sweat broke out on her back, "I'm sorry—"

The words begging for mercy were not finished.

Luo Qinghe grabbed her by the hair and dragged her off the hospital bed.

Her legs were weak and she fell to the ground, the infusion stand was knocked down and hit her calf, she didn't care about the pain, and exclaimed: "Sister!"

Her hair was dragged by Luo Qinghe, and her tears hurt out: "Sister, please, spare me once." ”

Luo Qinghe pulled her hair and pulled her back fiercely, forcing her to raise her head and meet her eyes: "Aren't you awake? I'll make you sober and sober now." ”

The effect of the tranquilizer in Luo Yinghe's body has not subsided, and she has no power to resist, so she was dragged on the ground by Luo Qinghe's hair, and directly dragged the person into the bathroom.

"Sister!"

"Sister!"

Luo Ying and Wawa screamed, tears on their faces, and they hid back tremblingly.

She knew what kind of character her cousin was, and her vindictiveness was terrifying, and last night, she suffered a loss because of a high fever.

If Luo Qinghe suffers a loss, she will have to pay back ten points if she eats one point.

She grabbed Luo Yinghe's hair with both hands, lifted the person up, turned on the faucet, and slammed it into the sink.

Luo Yinghe screamed: "Don't!"

"Don't, sister!"

Icy water poured down the head.

Luo Qinghe pressed the person into the pool with two hands, and the water was turned to the maximum: "Are you awake?" After a while, the water was full of water, her eyes were full of fire, she was full of excitement, and asked with a smile, "Are you awake now?"

Luo Yinghe struggled desperately, the water in the pool splashed everywhere, his head was pressed by brute force, and cold water poured in from his nose and mouth.

She was choked and coughed, and twisted her head hard: "Ahem, ahem...... cough cough cough ...... Sister...... Ahem......"

The water became fuller and fuller, Luo Qinghe laughed louder and louder, and there were already blood beads coming out of the ground where the needle was pulled out on the back of her hand, she didn't know the pain at all, and pressed the person into the water hard, she leaned over, the water splashed her face, and she wiped it: "Speak, are you awake?"

"Clear ......"

One mouth, water poured into the throat: "cough cough cough ......"

The water overflowed everywhere on the ground, Luo Yinghe's struggling movements became smaller and smaller, his whole head was immersed in the water, and there was no sound anymore.

At this point, the door was vigorously pushed open.

Luo Yinghe's mother, Xu Yunci, rushed in, and when she saw the mess and her daughter in the sink, she shouted in a panic: "Yinghe!"

Luo Yinghe heard the voice, and suddenly struggled to rise up: "Mom...... Ahem...... Save ......"

Luo Qinghe slowly pressed her down again.

Xu Yunci's eyes turned red: "Qinghe, Qinghe, let go of your sister." Seeing that Luo Qinghe hadn't let go yet, she ran over and pulled, crying as soon as she opened her mouth, "I beg you Qinghe, she is your sister, you let her go, Qinghe, the second aunt begs you." ”

Hmph, cowardly and incompetent thing.

Luo Qinghe shook off Xu Yunci's hand, and then let go of Luo Yinghe.

She immediately looked up from the pool, drank too much water, was dizzy, and sat on the ground with her hands on the ground coughing violently.

Luo Qinghe took a towel, wiped his hands slowly, then threw it on the ground and slowly stepped forward.

Luo Yinghe stepped back suddenly, his red eyes full of fear.

Luo Qinghe squatted down, pinched her chin and lifted it up, picked up the towel on the ground, covered her face, wiped it heavily, and asked her softly: "In the future, do you dare?"

Luo Yinghe shook her head vigorously, her wet hair stuck to her face, she opened her mouth and breathed heavily: "No, don't dare." ”

Xu Yunci sat on the side, covering her mouth, not daring to cry.

Luo Qinghe let go of his hand, stood up, and looked down at the mother and daughter on the ground: "Next time, I'll kill you." After speaking, she reached out and wiped the blood beads on the back of her hand and walked out of the bathroom.

When the people were far away, Luo Yinghe didn't suppress it anymore, sat on the ground and cried loudly, screaming and shouting Luo Qinghe's name.

"Mr. Xiao Luo. ”

Shen Yue was waiting at the door, and when he saw Luo Qinghe coming out, he immediately handed over the blanket.

Wrapped in a blanket, she walked to the ward.

There was a click behind him, and he was taking a candid shot.

She glanced back at Shen Yue, and Shen Yue understood and went to chase the person who was secretly taking pictures.

More than 20 minutes later, Shen Yue returned to the ward.

Luo Qinghe had already re-inserted the needle, sat on the hospital bed, opened his notebook and read the email, didn't look up, and asked, "Caught?"

Shen Yue lowered his head and replied: "I caught it." ”

The corners of her mouth grinned slightly, as if she was not smiling: "Broke his hand for me." ”

Shen Yue's expression changed slightly, and he resumed after a moment: "Got it." ”

Luo Qinghe looked at the computer, the light of the screen reflected on his face, cold white: "Did you find out about last night's incident?"

"Qin Shiyu is still at the police station, he was detained for illegally cultivating prohibited plants, and his confession said that the flowers were stolen, and the specific person has not yet been found. Shen Yue paused for a moment and continued, "As for whether the second miss's illness is related to the bouquet of flowers, there is no research on this. ”

How could it be so coincidental.

It must be man-made, who is it?

Luo Qinghe's pupils didn't move, staring at the computer, his fingers on the keyboard, his trimmed nails knocked again and again, and he thought for a while: "Who is spraying water upstairs?"

Shen Yue shook his head: "According to the Jiang family's housekeeper, yes, yes," he felt that it was nonsense and couldn't say it.

Luo Qinghe looked up: "Who is it?"

"It's Lord Black Impermanence. ”

When she heard this, she sneered.

Shen Yue didn't know how big or small, and said: "The person disappeared from the roof of the Jiang family, and the Jiang family didn't find out who it was, but the Jiang family's housekeeper said that the person on the roof of the building had red eyes." ”

Luo Qinghe's hand tapping on the keyboard paused: "Red?"

"Yes. ”

She pushed the computer away, leaned back, and smiled coldly: "It's her again." ”

Professional errand runner, Z.

The smile on the corner of her mouth gradually stopped, her facial features were tough, she didn't wear makeup, she looked dull and fierce, she took the mobile phone, and she dialed a number: "Miss Zhang." ”

The female voice on the other side of the phone was soft: "Hello, Mr. Xiao Luo." ”

Luo Qinghe didn't hesitate, picked up the cup on the cabinet, and took a sip: "I have a business I want to do with you, I don't know if Miss Zhang is interested?"

"Tell me about it. ”

At nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang went to Ji Feifei's clinic together.

Ji Feifei should have just gotten up, with a few black and white hairs staggering back and forth, not covering the smooth 'Mediterranean', squinting sleepily at the patient who came to the door: "Why are you two again?"

If it weren't for too little hair, he would also be a handsome uncle.

Zhou Xufang is very polite, and greets first when he enters the door: "Hello Uncle Ji." ”

Ji Feifei looked at the two of them, yawned, didn't wake up, and a few physiological tears appeared in the corners of his eyes: "Which of you two is going to see a doctor?"

Zhou Xufang replied: "It's Jiang weaving." ”

Jiang Zhi followed her, with an awkward face, a cold beautiful face, and a muffled voice.

Ji Feifei glanced at him again, this complexion is not bad, what kind of Rausch disease, yawned again, and put on his slippers: "Come in with me." ”

The young couple followed into the consultation room.

Ji Feifei didn't know where to get a bottle of milk, inserted a straw and took a sip, and asked Jiang Zhi: "What's wrong?"

He didn't say anything, he didn't say anything for a long time, he sat on the chair like an uncle, and looked at his girlfriend, his eyes were awkward, and he was strange and docile.

Like the cowardly little daughter-in-law at the entrance of the village.

He didn't speak, and Zhou Xufang replied on his behalf: "Infertility." ”

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If Luo Qinghe weren't a villain, he would be the president of a ghost beast.

Eat first, and fix the typos later.