Chapter 51: I, the Lord of Gold, Raising Flowers (18)

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ I want you. ā€

Ji Zhuo's voice fell for a long time before he replied, his voice was very low and weak, if he was in a trance, he thought it was an illusion.

She heard it, and her eyes were dark in vain.

"That's what you say......"

Ji Zhuo leaned over slowly, getting closer and closer to him, and the hand that fell on the button of his shirt was grabbed by him, as if he was a little frightened, "I, let's go home...... I don't want to be here......"

He spoke very low and obediently, with a slight trembling voice, like a cat, tickling people's hearts.

She gave him a kiss between his eyebrows with pity, and then led people out of the clubhouse and asked the driver to drive back to the villa.

She seemed to have forgotten something, though.

Lin Fei scolded Xi Zhuo in his heart for squeezing labor, and at the same time hurried to the location.

As soon as he arrived, the front foot of the car was gone.

While walking, she called Ji Zhuo and asked her which box she was in, but the phone was occupied, and as she walked, she saw the person occupying his line.

Assistant An Yue was calling Ji Zhuo and asking her how Ji Fang and the others would deal with it.

Ji Zhuo asked her rhetorically, in a dangerous tone, "What do you think?" ā€

An Yue only felt that the cold was pressing, and couldn't help but shiver, thought about it according to her burning temperament, and spoke gently and politely.

"Let them be punished for life by the law first, and then they will be punished by the sun in prison......"

Life sanction of the law, life imprisonment.

What the hell is the sanction of the sun, Ji Zhuo reacted for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, isn't it "sun"?

It's still taking turns, doesn't it just make people turn them in prison?

This is the art of speaking......

Ji Zhuo spoke more directly, "Well, by the way, the company behind them was also sanctioned." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Be. ā€

An Yue sighed, and sure enough, it was still the boss.

Lin Fei happened to hear the two sanctions An Yue said, and understood it, so he couldn't help but tremble, and looked at her with some horror and smiled gently.

"Dr. Lin?" An Yue saw him.

Lin Fei stepped forward with the medicine box, suppressed the feeling of his hair standing on end, and asked, "What about the boss?" ā€

"I'm back."

After An Yue finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that she came in Ji Zhuo's car, so the boss left her behind!

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

An Yue and Lin Fei both have different sadness.

An Yue took a step and almost fell, and suddenly found that he stepped on someone too hard, and broke the heel of his high heels, which made him even more sad.

Lin Fei had already planned in his heart, how to extort high medical fees, car fuel money, psychological loss fees from Ji Zhuo, and how to compensate him for a blind date, a rich woman.

"Dr. Lin, can you give me a ride?"

An Yue asked politely, and her tone was gentle and unhearted.

Lin Fei subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Then I saw An Yue's face unchanged, took off the high heel that did not break the heel, and broke the heel with his bare hands.

High heels become flattened.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

He inexplicably felt that if he refused, he would end up like high heels, so he quickly changed his words when he came to his lips.

"Good!"

...

"Put me down, put me down......"

The car drove back to the villa, Ji Zhuo picked up the person very skillfully and walked into the villa, Mu Hua finally reacted, there was a problem with this posture!

Princesses hug ......

Also, why is she so strong?!

"Put you down, can you stand firm?" Ji Zhuo asked a little amusedly, looking at him with a shy look on his face with interest.

"I can!" Dead duck beaks.

"Okay." Ji Zhuo sighed a little reluctantly, and then slowly put the person down.

Mu Hua's legs weakened as soon as she touched the ground, and she fell back into her arms.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

"Well, you can, you can throw yourself into your arms."

Ji Zhuo smiled and hugged him again, Mu Hua was more obedient this time, and he didn't resist anymore after accepting his fate, but just asked in a low voice, "Aren't you tired?" ā€

He is also a man with normal body proportions, and she can easily hold him for so long?!

One of the reasons why he had to come down was that he was worried that she was tired, so he didn't say anything on his face, but he thought he was heavy in his heart.

"I'll let you know later, if I'm tired."

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Ji Zhuo carried the person into the house, and did not run directly to the bed, but into the bathroom, and looked at him with some disgust, "You are so dirty." ā€

"You dislike me......" Mu Hua was aggrieved.

"Well, it's a little, I won't dislike it after washing."

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"I'll wash with you."

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The hot water was released, and the shower was pouring water, and the mist blurred his vision, only to know that she was very close to him.

Suddenly he was pushed and leaned against the slightly cool wall, but she was very hot, attacking the city, making him a little breathless.

Mu Hua's mind was a little confused, as confused and chaotic as a bathroom full of fog, and she could only be passively pushed and shoved by her, at the mercy of others.

Suddenly, I heard a lot of things being swept to the ground on my side, and the noise was messy, it seemed to be some toiletries, and then I realized that I was pressed on the washstand by her.

Ten fingers interlocked, against the mist-stained mirror.

His hand wiped away a layer of mist from the mirror, sometimes struggling and trembling, trying to break free from her restraints, sometimes clenching her hand hard, slightly spasming, and his fingertips turned white.

In the end, she was weakly held by her and couldn't move.

The mist on the mirror was scratched by many messy traces, erased and dyed, and the scene in front of the mirror could not be seen clearly.

"Tired?"

Her voice was hoarse, and with a bewildering smile, she let go of his hand and rubbed his soft hair, wet with mist, lovingly.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ What about you? ā€

His voice was soft, and he seemed to ask a little unconvinced, listening to it in his ears, but he inexplicably felt a kind of powerlessness that had been ravaged.

"What do you say?"

He put his hand on the mirror again.

Still, again?!

Mu Hua was startled, like a flower that had just been beaten by the wind and rain, shivering in the cold wind, and finally did not forget to make excuses for himself.

"I—I'm a little sleepy......"

"It's okay, you sleep, I'll do it myself."

Ji Zhuo said the words of the tiger and wolf as a matter of course, and continued to tease him slowly.

Mu Hua choked, and always felt that tomorrow's headlines would be that Junyao's CEO and lover both died in the bathroom, so he relented and changed his words.

"Actually, I'm a little tired......"

"It's okay, you rest, I'll help."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

"Do you want Mi Qing to die?"

Mu Hua was annoyed, and his weak voice made him wonder if he and her gender were reversed?!

"It's okay, the peony flower is dead, and the ghost is also romantic."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

How does he think that death will be a peony flower.

After a while, he finally couldn't help it, and his voice was a little crying and trilling, "Ah Zhuo, don't ...... it"

Hearing this "Ah Zhuo", Ji Zhuo's movements stopped, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard her voice coaxing people to death.

"Good, one last time."

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