Gan Nana knew that Zhen Zhu was measured, but after just mentioning it slightly, she turned to business, Zhen Zhu listened and took notes at the same time, using the paper with Xin Geng drawn.

Xin Geng looked at it, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

Another day, I have to give this girl a sketchbook to avoid scribbling everywhere.

Xin Geng was already thinking about where to buy a sketchbook, and Zhen Zhu ended the call with Gan Nana.

Zhen Zhu took the piece of paper, turned her head and called Yan Yingying again, and relayed Gan Nana's request.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at Xin Geng, "The matter is urgent, I have to go back tomorrow morning." ”

Xin Geng narrowed his eyes, "Just stay for two days?"

Zhen Zhu pouted, "I don't believe it, how long can you stay here under the guise of watching a condolence performance." ”

Xin Geng rubbed Zhen Zhu's head and smiled, "Don't you know if you can see through it or not?" ”

Zhen Zhu pursed her lips, "Don't you know if you want extortion?" ”

Xin Geng raised his eyebrows, "Don't blackmail, waiting for you to fool me?"

Zhen Zhu remembered the dragonfly kiss in the grove, smiled, held Xin Geng's face, and kissed Xin Geng's thin lips heavily.

Xin Geng looked at her thick and long eyelashes through the faint light, hugged her waist with satisfaction, and deepened the kiss.

The whole world fell silent all of a sudden, and the tip of the nose was filled with each other's smells, as if the two of them were the whole world.

Zhen Zhu enjoyed such intimacy very much, but Xin Geng was a little dissatisfied.

It's just that I don't want to be a beautiful woman, so I can only endure it.

It's just that his body reaction is not controlled by his thoughts, and under Zhen Zhu's meaningful gaze, Xin Geng fled to the bathroom in embarrassment.

After a while, the bathroom was filled with the sound of water.

Zhen Zhu feels that there are many bathrooms in her villa, which is really the best design.

Taking a bath can not only clear the skin and maintain good health, but also clear the heart and fire to ensure mental health.

It's a great thing.

However, Xin Geng, who was wet, didn't think so.

Looking at Zhen Zhu, who was smiling like a flower, Xin Geng gritted his teeth and said, "Wait until I solve the old lady, see how I clean you up." ”

Zhen Zhu pretended to look at him with a confused expression, and hated Xin Geng so much that he lowered his head and bit her red lips.

Zhen Zhu licked her lower lip and said through gritted teeth, "You belong to a dog!" ”

Xin Geng raised his eyebrows, "How do you know?" My hour happens to be a dog. If you want to know my birthday, just ask directly, no need to beat around the bush. ”

Zhen Zhu rolled her eyes and had a further understanding of someone's stinky shamelessness.

Before I had time to criticize, a whistle outside the window hooked the stinky and shameless soul.

Xin Geng only said sorry to Zhen Zhu, left Zhen Zhu and ran away.

Zhen Zhu's stomach can only choke back into her stomach.

In the first month of the relationship, my boyfriend released himself twice.

Zhen Zhu raised her eyebrows, doubting her charm for the first time.

The next day, Zhen Zhu got up for morning exercise as usual, and after breakfast, she didn't wait for Xin Geng, she could only sigh and send a message that I was gone, leaving with a hint of regret.

Men are unreliable, and it's better to go back and save your future.

The car drove smoothly on the way back to Province A, and one of the interstitial news made Zhen Zhu stunned for a moment.

The news says that the police just shot and killed a fugitive?

In an instant, Zhen Zhu felt that her heartbeat was more than twice as fast all of a sudden, and her eyes were blank.

The car slid forward a long way before Zhen Zhu came back to his senses.

Hurriedly drove to the temporary parking lane and stopped on the side of the road, Zhen Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it is still early, and there are not many vehicles and pedestrians on the road, otherwise it would ......

Thinking of this, looking at the car marks not far away, Zhen Zhu couldn't help but be afraid.

Zhen Zhu sighed and decided to go back and buy a copy of the Sutra of the Past Lives, recite it more, and accumulate some merit for Xin Geng.

People who have died once are somewhat superstitious, and Zhen Zhu is no exception.

Zhen Zhu is a person who does what he says, he really took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Yan Yingying, asking her to buy herself a copy of the Sutra of the Past Death.

Reason?

It's very simple, you have to cultivate yourself.

Yan Yingying watched it carefully three times from beginning to end before she believed the facts she saw with her eyes.

Although I didn't know which of the boss's tendons was wrong, I still resigned myself to running to the nearest temple and buying the Sutra of Death for the boss.

At least, this request is more humane than telling her to get up and stare at a forum where there is nothing before dawn!

If you serve someone else's bowl, you have to be controlled by someone else.

After Yan Yingying recognized her identity, she accepted her fate.

It is not difficult to buy the Sutra of the Past Life, and it took Yan Yingying an hour to buy it back.

Thinking about the way the big monk looked at her, Yan Yingying was terrified.

She is still young, and she really has no intention of taking refuge in Buddhism.

Yan Yingying had just taken two sips of tea, suppressed her shock, and saw Zhen Zhu turn the key and enter the door.

Zhen Zhu's face was not good, and Yan Yingying could only hide her grievances in her heart.

Fortunately, Zhen Zhu didn't say anything, looked at the content of Zhen Zhu's bar on the forum, discussed a few words with Yan Yingying, and went upstairs with the scriptures.

Yan Yingying looked at Zhen Zhu's back and felt that her boss was a little dissatisfied.

She wanted to gossip for a while, but after looking at her motto, she held back.

She's just a little assistant who serves other people's bowls, and she still acts well according to the boss's face.

Zhen Zhu only wrote the Sutra of the Past Life twice, and Xin Geng's phone called.

Listening to the apology on the other end of the phone, Zhen Zhu only said one sentence, "I'm copying the Sutra of the Past Life, how many times do you think it's appropriate?"

Xin Geng was stunned for a moment, "Zhen Zhu, I'm not a ruthless executioner. ”

Zhen Zhu nodded, "I know, I'm just asking for peace of mind." ”

For the first time, the two men were relatively silent across the phone.

Zhen Zhu silently hung up the phone and continued to copy the Sutra of the Past Life.

Copying scriptures and meditating on the mind, the Sutra of the Past Life is no exception.

Everyone has different beliefs, different pursuits, and different perceptions of things.

Just like Xin Geng said, they are not executioners, and they are not keen on killing, but killing to stop killing, in order to save more people.

Zhen Zhu understands ideologically, but he can't get over that hurdle in the end.

She wanted to be alone.

Xin Geng, who was thousands of miles away, held the mobile phone with only a busy sound left, and frowned.

Daughter-in-law: What does this mean?

A woman's mind, guessing that he will have a headache as a genius.

Xin Geng hadn't guessed it yet, and something else had come to him.

Xin Geng hurriedly put his mobile phone in his pocket and got busy.

When Xin Geng took out his mobile phone again, Zhen Zhu's end showed that it was turned off.

always doesn't give it at a critical time, so angry that Xin Geng wants to smash his broken phone for the nth time.

In the end, Xin Geng still didn't smash it, he edited it several times, and finally pressed the send button to send, just a few simple words: Daughter-in-law, are you angry?