Zhou Zhiqing looked at He Wu who was walking towards him, and then he really knew that he was afraid, so he hurriedly crawled to Zhou Qichuan's feet, and begged as he climbed, "Second brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, you can't hand me over to the police, you can't-" Hmm~"

As a result, before she could climb to Zhou Qichuan's feet, she was picked up by He Wuyi and covered her mouth.

"Hmm-hmm-" Immediately, Zhou Zhiqing struggled hard.

He Wu's strength was amazing, one hand carried Zhou Zhiqing effortlessly, and the other hand covered her mouth, no matter how she struggled, the strength in her hand did not loosen half a point.

Waiting for someone to throw it out, the room was quiet, Zhou Qichuan glanced at the few dishes on the table that were not decent and were pulled by Zhou Zhiqing, and ordered, "Make a few more dishes that my wife likes to eat, let's wait."

After saying that, he also turned on his tiptoes and walked towards the elevator.

"Yes, Second Master."

In the cloakroom of the bedroom on the third floor, Song Zhiyuan was changing clothes.

She was originally wearing a homestay skirt that was almost ankle-length, and Zhou Zhiqing splashed a bowl of soup, and a large piece of her chest was wet, and even the underwear inside was wet.

Just as she was changing her underwear, behind her, the familiar footsteps of the man came.

She ignored it and continued to wear her underwear.

Unexpectedly, when she put her hands behind her back to button her underwear, one of her hands was caught by a pair of warm and dry palms, and then, the man's incomparably familiar low and mellow voice sounded behind her.

"I'll come."

Song Zhiyuan stiffened slightly, and then turned his head to look.

At a glance at the deep and clear black eyes of Zhou Qichuan, Song Zhiyuan was not hypocritical, put away his hands, and let the man help him.

She really thought that Zhou Qichuan would help her put on her underwear.

But she clearly overestimated him.

In the next second, the position of her stamina seemed to be burned, and she couldn't suppress a thrill all over her body.

The man's big palms are not honest.

Song Zhiyuan turned around abruptly, took a step back, and put his hands on the man's chest.

Looking at the man in front of her who was close at hand in just a few seconds, her black eyes became extremely hot, she curled her lips and smiled, and said, "Mr. Zhou is so interested."

Zhou Qichuan was quite innocent, raised his eyebrows and pressed it down directly, "No way, who asked you to seduce me first."

Song Zhiyuan was about to give him a roll of his eyes, when he saw his fingers hooked slightly, and the underwear hanging on her body was-

"Zhou Qichuan!"

Immediately, Song Zhiyuan roared angrily and pulled the clothes on the side to block his chest.

Zhou Qichuan smiled, his face was sour, "Well, I'm here! What do you have to say?"

Song Zhiyuan slanted at him fiercely, "Aren't you tired?"

Zhou Qichuan pressed his head down, opened his mouth and bit her small earlobe, pretending to be stupid, "What is my wife referring to?"

Song Zhiyuan trembled lightly again, and pushed him hard, "Can you stop for a night."

"What, I didn't behave well last night and made my wife dissatisfied? Hmm-" Zhou Qichuan said in a low voice, all the way down.

Song Zhiyuan put his hands on his chest again, closed his eyes and said, "It's me who is tired."

Tired.

Zhou Qichuan's movements suddenly stopped.

He understood that when Song Zhiyuan said that he was tired, he was definitely not referring to the body.

"What did Xu Nianhe tell you today?" Raising his head and looking at the little woman in his arms, Zhou Qichuan's fingertips fell gently, gently hooked a few strands of hair on her forehead behind her ears, and asked softly.

Song Zhiyuan looked at him, curled his lips and smiled, "It's not Xu Nianhe, it's your family's attitude."

If Zhou Zhiqing is really taken away by the police, tomorrow, tomorrow at the latest, Su Mujun will definitely come to make trouble again.

When Zhou Qichuan heard this, his narrow eyebrows twisted slightly, "Iris, if you don't want to, you can ignore them in the future."

Song Zhiyuan laughed, "You are the Zhou family, can I ignore them?"

Zhou Qichuan's eyebrows were twisted again, he looked at Song Zhiyuan, and asked her very seriously, "Then what do you want me to do?"

Song Zhiyuan shook his head, "Actually, you've done a good job."

In front of the Zhou family, he protected her from the beginning, and he was extremely firm.

"I'm just thinking, what are you going to do if one day, your parents will force you to divorce me and marry Xu Nianhe?"

"Are you worried about this?" Zhou Qichuan's dark eyes lit up again, "Worried about me, worried that I will leave you?"

Looking at him, Song Zhiyuan suddenly smiled again, "What, you're surprised?"

Zhou Qichuan also smiled, raised his hand, and the slightly rough thumb and fingertips gently fell on the corners of her lips, slowly rubbed past, and asked, "Iris, when did you start liking me?"

Song Zhiyuan lowered his head and smiled, and after a few seconds, he looked up at Zhou Qichuan again, and under his extremely expectant and hot gaze, he said cruelly, "Zhou Qichuan, don't be too narcissistic, I just accepted your money and did things as agreed."

Staring at the ruthless little woman in his arms, Zhou Qichuan narrowed his dark eyes, grinding his back tooth socket and "hiss~", "Iris, don't you want to turn me into your private money printing machine, and the money is rolling?"

"I want to think about it," Song Zhiyuan said, raising his eyebrows again and changing his words, "But it also depends on whether I have this blessing or not."

"Iris, I know that everything is not fair to you right now." Zhou Qichuan said, his long knobby fingers slightly picked up Song Zaika's chin, lowered his head to peck her red lips, and said, "Give me some more time." A month, a month, is it good?"

Seeing that the man's lips were about to fall again, Song Zhiyuan hurriedly stopped him, "I'm hungry, eat first."

The speed at which the topic shifted--

Zhou Qichuan admired.

Helplessly, he smiled lowly, pecked the tip of Song Zhiyuan's nose again, and said, "Okay, listen to my wife."

Zhou Zhiqing was taken away by the police and detained.

To Song Zhiyuan's surprise, Su Mujun did not come to her to make a fuss, but called her the next afternoon.

When Su Mujun called, Song Zhiyuan had just finished a small meeting.

She was well prepared before she answered the phone.

If Su Mujun threatened her to shout in front of her like before, then she would just push the matter directly onto Zhou Qichuan's head.

But to Song Zhiyuan's surprise, the phone was connected, and Su Mujun on the other end had a good attitude towards her, so good that she didn't look like Su Mujun, and she was completely different from before.

"Zhiyuan, Mom knows, in the past few years, Mom has done a little too much to you, Zhiqing is even more of a bastard, and has never known how to respect you, the second sister-in-law, but no matter what, we are all a family, we are close relatives, and we have broken bones and tendons."

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