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Qiao Weihuan didn't reply for a long time - she was comfortably held in her arms and went to Zhou Gong by herself.

He Zhengxiao put the person on the bed lightly, Qiao Weihuan slept soundly, touched the soft big bed, unconsciously turned over, and threw the back of He Zhengxiao's head.

As she moved, her long brown hair slowly spread loosely on the bed.

He Zhengxiao brushed away her long hair, revealing the black butterfly on her slender neck.

In fact, this butterfly is not very beautiful, but her skin is too white, and the butterfly is more and more colorful, completely covering the color of the skin under the butterfly.

Only by looking closely can you find that the butterfly's lines are mixed with an unnatural dark red.

For He Zhengxiao, there is only the difference between good-looking and bad-looking women, and he was delirious at the beginning, and the appearance of that woman was completely blurred in his impression.

He only remembered that the woman should be very young, and every movement was childish and nervous, and she deliberately made a pandering look. The rest of the impression is the birthmark on her neck.

After eight years, it coincided strangely with the butterfly on Qiao Weihuan's neck.

The night before the wedding, Qiao Weihuan was not the first time, but she just said that he was her first man.

In addition, she looks exactly the same as the women of the Xu family......

Qiao Weihuan, who was asleep, seemed to feel the oppression in his gaze, curled up uncomfortably, and kicked the quilt away by the way.

Behind him, someone knocked on the door twice.

Cui Chengchuan leaned lazily against the door, and before he could speak, He Zhengxiao turned around, looked at him coldly, and made a silent movement.

Cui Chengchuan raised his eyebrows, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and watched He Zhengxiao slowly re-cover the quilt for the person on the bed and stuff her feet back into the quilt.

He followed He Zhengxiao out of the bedroom, but the person in front of him suddenly stopped, turned around, and said concisely and neatly: "No long hands, won't close the door?" ”

Choi Seung-chuan: "......"

He scoffed and turned to close the door.

When he arrived at the study, Cui Chengchuan took out a stack of documents directly from the inner bosom of his coat and put them on the table.

"The old fox hides deep enough...... There are also people behind Meng Yuande, and Xie San's one is still a sworn enemy, the two families are fighting to the death under the table, it depends on who can kill whom, Meng Yuande and Xie San can play, and they are closer than their brothers in face. ”

Cui Chengchuan took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and held it, and said with his eyelids half open: "The people behind them are making such a big fuss, sooner or later something will happen, are you sure you want to muddy the waters at this time?" ”

"If the water is not muddy, how can I catch fish?" He Zhengxiao sat elegantly behind the table, his elbows rested on the smooth tabletop, and his slender fingers flipped through two pages of documents at will, "Let them make trouble, our previous arrangement remains the same." I'll let you know if there's a change. ”

Cui Chengchuan touched his chin and said casually: "I've been greedy for beauty lately, and I've forgotten about it...... It seems that the charm of the little butterfly is not big enough. ”

He Zhengxiao gestured, and the document in his hand fell suddenly.

He opened the drawer, took out the plain envelope, and opened it.

The shoddy driver's license is shabby, but the haze in the eyes of the woman in the photo is clearly visible.

Cui Chengchuan glanced at the driver's license in his hand, thinking of the wind he was blowing in the Middle East for this thing, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, the little butterfly also has the ability." I can even find out what Meng Lao Fox covered, but I can't find out the news about her before Syria...... Well? ”

He stopped talking, and watched in surprise as He Zhengxiao slid the lighter grinding wheel, and the orange-yellow flames approached the driver's license, and immediately dried the firewood and entangled it fiercely.

Cui Chengchuan smiled, took off the cigarette in his mouth, and narrowed his eyes, "You didn't check?" ”

Put the driver's license that was about to be engulfed in the flames into the glass ashtray, the fire gradually decreased, and a little wreckage of the driver's license slowly turned into a pile of black ash, and a slight breeze came, and it was extinguished.

Since then, half of its hypocritical life has completely dissipated.

He Zhengxiao smiled in a low voice, "No need." ”

Why did she take the initiative to go to her own bed, but then hid it again, and still refuses to say it?

Where did she go and what did she go through before she was smuggled into Syria......

Someday, Little Butterfly will willingly tell him this.

Qiao Weihuan slept very deeply, and finally woke up by the noon sun.

After washing, I went downstairs to eat, and learned from Uncle Zhong that He Zhengxiao didn't go out today.

Qiao Weihuan rolled his eyes, hurriedly ate breakfast, went back to the room to get the book, and knocked on the door of the study.

A magnetic bass voice from behind the door: "Enter." ”

He Zhengxiao was busy, waiting for her to come in, raised his eyes, and looked at her with a deep gaze: "Have you slept enough?" ”

Qiao Weihuan touched her nose, walked in with a book, and said with a smile: "I'm full of sleep and food, I want to ask you something." ”

He Zhengxiao's fingers tapped on the notebook, and he took the time to reply: "Huh? ”

"This is it." Qiao Weihuan put the heavy book in his hand on the table and blinked his eyes twice, "I can't understand." ”

He Zhengxiao's dark eyes swept over the cover, slowly picked up the cup, took a sip of black tea, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved: "I know." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

He despises the good and rightfully so!

Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath and said calmly: "My English is very good, I can't understand what I say, I can't understand the arguments in the book." It seems to make a lot of sense, but I just think it's weird and I can't accept it all. ”

"What's strange?"

Qiao Weihuan turned the book to the page where he had marked, "Here." ”

He Zhengxiao's gaze slid on the page, "This book doesn't have much effect, it's okay to look at it, and if you want to read the economy from it, it's a waste of time." ”

Qiao Weihuan's eyes widened, "Then I've seen it in vain in the past two days?" ”

"It's not in vain, you see that it cultivates consciousness, and it will be easy to read other books in the future."

“…… Other books? ”

He Zhengxiao got up slowly, walked to the bookcase without hurrying, and put one hand in his trouser pocket, "If you want to understand the economy, you must first understand the essence of the economy." After reading all the books here, you will have an idea. ”

Qiao Weihuan: ".................."

She stared at the cabinet full of books for a long time, and finally bit her lip and looked at He Zhengxiao.

"Which one should I read first?"

He Zhengxiao seemingly unintentionally pulled out a thick and outrageous book from the bookshelf and handed it over slowly.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the overwhelming sunlight penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows and squeezed into the study.

Qiao Weihuan had the book selected by He Zhengxiao on his lap, and he was very attentive to it.

When you see an obscure place, you will frown, and when you suddenly realize it, you will open your mouth and say "oh" silently.

Occasionally, he pinched his lips, apparently pondering the meaning of the passage.

I didn't notice that the man next to me was no longer looking at the computer, but at her.

The elusive Uncle Zhong appeared at the door of the study, He Zhengxiao glanced at him, and then got up.

Qiao Weihuan was reading and reading a book, when the light suddenly dimmed, he looked up, and unexpectedly met He Zhengxiao's eyes.

Night-like eyes, with a starry smile.

Qiao Weihuan was stunned for a moment, her chin was already grabbed by the man's fingers, and she raised her face uncontrollably according to his strength.

He Zhengxiao's lips and her smooth forehead touched each other, and a deep voice echoed in her ears, "If you look at it for too long, your eyes will be tired, go and rest for a while, and wait for me to come back in the evening to eat together." ”

Qiao Weihuan watched him leave in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses until the study was completely quiet.

At that moment, she heard herself...... The sound of a heartbeat?

Qiao Weihuan was so disgusted by her own thoughts that she couldn't help but feel excited.

I put down my books, went to my bedroom to change my clothes, and went back to my apartment to get my things.

With the last time he was pestered by Liang Ershao, this time Uncle Zhong said that he would go upstairs with her.

In fact, Qiao Weihuan was very skeptical, if he really met Liang Ershao again, could Uncle Zhong's body beat him?

Qiao Weihuan thought so and got out of the elevator.

"Qiao Weihuan!!"

Zhou Ruobing's sharp voice came to her face, and she was so frightened that she almost broke her foot.

Qiao Weihuan furrowed her eyebrows and looked at the angry Zhou Ruobing.

Last time, Zhou Ruobing was taken away by Cui Chengchuan, and she didn't know what happened, which made her whole person not very good. In the past, although her appearance was featureless, she was still beautiful without fault. Who knew that after a few days, Zhou Ruobing's whole person changed, her round chin was thin into a pointed chin, her cheeks were slightly sunken, and her eyes were big and scary.

Zhou Ruobing's eyes were red and glared at Qiao Weihuan, and her eyes seemed to want to eat her alive, "Finally let me wait for you, slut!" ”

Uncle Zhong guarded her without a trace, preventing Zhou Ruobing from suddenly rushing over.

Qiao Weihuan put her hands around her chest, raised her chin, put on a sloppy expression, and lowered her eyes to look at her: "Hello slut, are you looking for me?" ”

"You're a slut!!" Zhou Ruobing's face turned red with anger, and he passed angrily, and raised his hand to slap him, "Sluts who seduce men everywhere!" ”

She moved quickly, and Qiao Weihuan subconsciously retreated, so as not to suffer an unwarranted disaster.

However, Uncle Zhong was faster than them, and Zhou Ruobing's hand was still in the process of rising, so he was slapped back by Uncle Zhong.

The honest Uncle Zhong became serious, and he had a majestic posture.

However, now Zhou Ruobing was angry, and after the scar was good, he forgot the pain and stretched out his hand, and pulled it directly towards Qiao Weihuan's hair, "Qiao Weihuan, if you want to be shameless, Mo Xilin doesn't want you, you start to hook up everywhere, and you also seduce my man!" ”

Qiao Weihuan felt that her temper was getting better and better, and when she heard Zhou Ruobing's words, she was not angry at all, and she could still watch a show.

Uncle Zhong raised his face and stood in front of Qiao Weihuan, stretching out his arm to stop Zhou Ruobing, who was dancing with his teeth and claws.

"Who are you? This is my private affair with her, and it is not your turn to take care of it! Zhou Ruobing couldn't touch Qiao Weihuan, and glared at Uncle Zhong inexplicably, not knowing what he understood on Uncle Zhong's old face, and scolded with disdain: "Qiao Weihuan, I really underestimated you, now you are a vegetarian, you can eat it no matter how old you are!" ”

Uncle Zhong: "......"

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She spread her hands very helplessly, "Let's talk about things, how did you understand the fact that I hooked up with your rotten turnips?" ”

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Qiao Weihuan didn't reply for a long time - she was comfortably held in her arms and went to Zhou Gong by herself.

He Zhengxiao put the person on the bed lightly, Qiao Weihuan slept soundly, touched the soft big bed, unconsciously turned over, and threw the back of He Zhengxiao's head.

As she moved, her long brown hair slowly spread loosely on the bed.

He Zhengxiao brushed away her long hair, revealing the black butterfly on her slender neck.

In fact, this butterfly is not very beautiful, but her skin is too white, and the butterfly is more and more colorful, completely covering the color of the skin under the butterfly.

Only by looking closely can you find that the butterfly's lines are mixed with an unnatural dark red.

For He Zhengxiao, there is only the difference between good-looking and bad-looking women, and he was delirious at the beginning, and the appearance of that woman was completely blurred in his impression.

He only remembered that the woman should be very young, and every movement was childish and nervous, and she deliberately made a pandering look. The rest of the impression is the birthmark on her neck.

After eight years, it coincided strangely with the butterfly on Qiao Weihuan's neck.

The night before the wedding, Qiao Weihuan was not the first time, but she just said that he was her first man.

In addition, she looks exactly the same as the women of the Xu family......

Qiao Weihuan, who was asleep, seemed to feel the oppression in his gaze, curled up uncomfortably, and kicked the quilt away by the way.

Behind him, someone knocked on the door twice.

Cui Chengchuan leaned lazily against the door, and before he could speak, He Zhengxiao turned around, looked at him coldly, and made a silent movement.

Cui Chengchuan raised his eyebrows, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and watched He Zhengxiao slowly re-cover the quilt for the person on the bed and stuff her feet back into the quilt.

He followed He Zhengxiao out of the bedroom, but the person in front of him suddenly stopped, turned around, and said concisely and neatly: "No long hands, won't close the door?" ”

Choi Seung-chuan: "......"

He scoffed and turned to close the door.

When he arrived at the study, Cui Chengchuan took out a stack of documents directly from the inner bosom of his coat and put them on the table.

"The old fox hides deep enough...... There are also people behind Meng Yuande, and Xie San's one is still a sworn enemy, the two families are fighting to the death under the table, it depends on who can kill whom, Meng Yuande and Xie San can play, and they are closer than their brothers in face. ”

Cui Chengchuan took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and held it, and said with his eyelids half open: "The people behind them are making such a big fuss, sooner or later something will happen, are you sure you want to muddy the waters at this time?" ”

"If the water is not muddy, how can I catch fish?" He Zhengxiao sat elegantly behind the table, his elbows rested on the smooth tabletop, and his slender fingers flipped through two pages of documents at will, "Let them make trouble, our previous arrangement remains the same." I'll let you know if there's a change. ”

Cui Chengchuan touched his chin and said casually: "I've been greedy for beauty lately, and I've forgotten about it...... It seems that the charm of the little butterfly is not big enough. ”

He Zhengxiao gestured, and the document in his hand fell suddenly.

He opened the drawer, took out the plain envelope, and opened it.

The shoddy driver's license is shabby, but the haze in the eyes of the woman in the photo is clearly visible.

Cui Chengchuan glanced at the driver's license in his hand, thinking of the wind he was blowing in the Middle East for this thing, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, the little butterfly also has the ability." I can even find out what Meng Lao Fox covered, but I can't find out the news about her before Syria...... Well? ”

He stopped talking, and watched in surprise as He Zhengxiao slid the lighter grinding wheel, and the orange-yellow flames approached the driver's license, and immediately dried the firewood and entangled it fiercely.

Cui Chengchuan smiled, took off the cigarette in his mouth, and narrowed his eyes, "You didn't check?" ”

Put the driver's license that was about to be engulfed in the flames into the glass ashtray, the fire gradually decreased, and a little wreckage of the driver's license slowly turned into a pile of black ash, and a slight breeze came, and it was extinguished.

Since then, half of its hypocritical life has completely dissipated.

He Zhengxiao smiled in a low voice, "No need." ”

Why did she take the initiative to go to her own bed, but then hid it again, and still refuses to say it?

Where did she go and what did she go through before she was smuggled into Syria......

Someday, Little Butterfly will willingly tell him this.

Qiao Weihuan slept very deeply, and finally woke up by the noon sun.

After washing, I went downstairs to eat, and learned from Uncle Zhong that He Zhengxiao didn't go out today.

Qiao Weihuan rolled his eyes, hurriedly ate breakfast, went back to the room to get the book, and knocked on the door of the study.

A magnetic bass voice from behind the door: "Enter." ”

He Zhengxiao was busy, waiting for her to come in, raised his eyes, and looked at her with a deep gaze: "Have you slept enough?" ”

Qiao Weihuan touched her nose, walked in with a book, and said with a smile: "I'm full of sleep and food, I want to ask you something." ”

He Zhengxiao's fingers tapped on the notebook, and he took the time to reply: "Huh? ”

"This is it." Qiao Weihuan put the heavy book in his hand on the table and blinked his eyes twice, "I can't understand." ”

He Zhengxiao's dark eyes swept over the cover, slowly picked up the cup, took a sip of black tea, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved: "I know." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

He despises the good and rightfully so!

Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath and said calmly: "My English is very good, I can't understand what I say, I can't understand the arguments in the book." It seems to make a lot of sense, but I just think it's weird and I can't accept it all. ”

"What's strange?"

Qiao Weihuan turned the book to the page where he had marked, "Here." ”

He Zhengxiao's gaze slid on the page, "This book doesn't have much effect, it's okay to look at it, and if you want to read the economy from it, it's a waste of time." ”

Qiao Weihuan's eyes widened, "Then I've seen it in vain in the past two days?" ”

"It's not in vain, you see that it cultivates consciousness, and it will be easy to read other books in the future."

“…… Other books? ”

He Zhengxiao got up slowly, walked to the bookcase without hurrying, and put one hand in his trouser pocket, "If you want to understand the economy, you must first understand the essence of the economy." After reading all the books here, you will have an idea. ”

Qiao Weihuan: ".................."

She stared at the cabinet full of books for a long time, and finally bit her lip and looked at He Zhengxiao.

"Which one should I read first?"

He Zhengxiao seemingly unintentionally pulled out a thick and outrageous book from the bookshelf and handed it over slowly.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the overwhelming sunlight penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows and squeezed into the study.

Qiao Weihuan had the book selected by He Zhengxiao on his lap, and he was very attentive to it.

When you see an obscure place, you will frown, and when you suddenly realize it, you will open your mouth and say "oh" silently.

Occasionally, he pinched his lips, apparently pondering the meaning of the passage.

I didn't notice that the man next to me was no longer looking at the computer, but at her.

The elusive Uncle Zhong appeared at the door of the study, He Zhengxiao glanced at him, and then got up.

Qiao Weihuan was reading and reading a book, when the light suddenly dimmed, he looked up, and unexpectedly met He Zhengxiao's eyes.

Night-like eyes, with a starry smile.

Qiao Weihuan was stunned for a moment, her chin was already grabbed by the man's fingers, and she raised her face uncontrollably according to his strength.

He Zhengxiao's lips and her smooth forehead touched each other, and a deep voice echoed in her ears, "If you look at it for too long, your eyes will be tired, go and rest for a while, and wait for me to come back in the evening to eat together." ”

Qiao Weihuan watched him leave in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses until the study was completely quiet.

At that moment, she heard herself...... The sound of a heartbeat?

Qiao Weihuan was so disgusted by her own thoughts that she couldn't help but feel excited.

I put down my books, went to my bedroom to change my clothes, and went back to my apartment to get my things.

With the last time he was pestered by Liang Ershao, this time Uncle Zhong said that he would go upstairs with her.

In fact, Qiao Weihuan was very skeptical, if he really met Liang Ershao again, could Uncle Zhong's body beat him?

Qiao Weihuan thought so and got out of the elevator.

"Qiao Weihuan!!"

Zhou Ruobing's sharp voice came to her face, and she was so frightened that she almost broke her foot.

Qiao Weihuan furrowed her eyebrows and looked at the angry Zhou Ruobing.

Last time, Zhou Ruobing was taken away by Cui Chengchuan, and she didn't know what happened, which made her whole person not very good. In the past, although her appearance was featureless, she was still beautiful without fault. Who knew that after a few days, Zhou Ruobing's whole person changed, her round chin was thin into a pointed chin, her cheeks were slightly sunken, and her eyes were big and scary.

Zhou Ruobing's eyes were red and glared at Qiao Weihuan, and her eyes seemed to want to eat her alive, "Finally let me wait for you, slut!" ”

Uncle Zhong guarded her without a trace, preventing Zhou Ruobing from suddenly rushing over.

Qiao Weihuan put her hands around her chest, raised her chin, put on a sloppy expression, and lowered her eyes to look at her: "Hello slut, are you looking for me?" ”

"You're a slut!!" Zhou Ruobing's face turned red with anger, and he passed angrily, and raised his hand to slap him, "Sluts who seduce men everywhere!" ”

She moved quickly, and Qiao Weihuan subconsciously retreated, so as not to suffer an unwarranted disaster.

However, Uncle Zhong was faster than them, and Zhou Ruobing's hand was still in the process of rising, so he was slapped back by Uncle Zhong.

The honest Uncle Zhong became serious, and he had a majestic posture.

However, now Zhou Ruobing was angry, and after the scar was good, he forgot the pain and stretched out his hand, and pulled it directly towards Qiao Weihuan's hair, "Qiao Weihuan, if you want to be shameless, Mo Xilin doesn't want you, you start to hook up everywhere, and you also seduce my man!" ”

Qiao Weihuan felt that her temper was getting better and better, and when she heard Zhou Ruobing's words, she was not angry at all, and she could still watch a show.

Uncle Zhong raised his face and stood in front of Qiao Weihuan, stretching out his arm to stop Zhou Ruobing, who was dancing with his teeth and claws.

"Who are you? This is my private affair with her, and it is not your turn to take care of it! Zhou Ruobing couldn't touch Qiao Weihuan, and glared at Uncle Zhong inexplicably, not knowing what he understood on Uncle Zhong's old face, and scolded with disdain: "Qiao Weihuan, I really underestimated you, now you are a vegetarian, you can eat it no matter how old you are!" ”

Uncle Zhong: "......"

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She spread her hands very helplessly, "Let's talk about things, how did you understand the fact that I hooked up with your rotten turnips?" ”

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