Qingfeng Court
Zhuli followed Jinghuai into the living room.
Looking around, she found that this place was no different from when she left.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a thin figure on the sofa.
She walked quickly in slippers.
Sure enough, as the girl raised her head, Zhuli exclaimed: "Suisui?"
At the same time, the little girl sitting next to Zhu Suisui heard the sound and looked up at her.
The little girl wore a refreshing ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead.
Wearing a white and blue school uniform, the girl is elegant and elegant.
Her eyes briefly stayed on Zhuli, and then she almost rushed into her arms and shouted coquettishly: "Is it mom?"
Hearing this title, Zhuli realized that the beautiful little girl in front of her was actually Jing Youyou.
The little girl lost her baby fat and became more beautiful.
If you look closely, her facial features are somewhat similar to Jing Huaizhi's.
Zhuli's eyes were still in a state of dissociation, but Zhusuisui had already begun to remind her:
"Sister, Youyou called you."
"Hello."
Zhuli uttered two words in embarrassment.
Seeing this, Jing Huaizhi pulled Jing Youyou over and asked her to sit on the sofa: "Write your homework."
Zhu Suisui did not dare to neglect and immediately picked up her homework book to help her with her homework.
It turns out that she is the tutor Jing Huaizhi found.
Jing Youyou blinked her big eyes and muttered: "Dad is so stingy, he just wants to take mom as his own."
Zhuli: "..."
"As long as you know."
Jing Huaizhi replied unceremoniously.
After saying that, he pulled Zhuli to the master bedroom upstairs.
She has been in a state of confusion since yesterday.
Let him lead her up the stairs.
Master bedroom
After seeing the door closed by him, Zhuli retreated to the corner.
He put his hands on his chest and said in a trembling tone, "What do you want to do?"
Jing Huaizhi leaned on the door panel, sizing her up and down without answering.
Her clear eyes blinked again and again, her elbows resting on the wall.
Seeing that he made no next move, his clenched heart felt relieved.
Try to move towards the door.
Unexpectedly, this time, Jing Huaizhi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly gave her a meaningful look.
"Where do you want to go?"
"Who are you looking for?"
Zhuli swallowed a few times and shook his head.
"I want to stay with my sister."
"You mean you don't want to be with me?"
The man raised his right hand slightly and gently put it on her shoulder.
It was obviously a very ordinary action, but it frightened Zhuli.
"As long as you know."
She glared and fought back not to be outdone.
Jing Huaizhi raised his eyelids and lifted her chin, with a chill in his dark eyes.
"Get out of the way, I still have work to do."
As she said that, she turned her head and broke free from his restraints.
It's just that the man's huge body was blocking the door. If he didn't let her go, she wouldn't have a chance to get out of the door.
He stared at the hand she threw aside and sneered: "Is there any other way you can do it if I don't let you?"
Zhuli laughed angrily, how could there be such a rogue person.
How could she be so stupid as to believe that he really liked her?
Zhuli took a deep breath, walked to the sofa and started calling Qiao Jue.
"You finally answered the phone, are you okay?"
In the empty bedroom, the man's anxious voice could be clearly heard.
"It's okay. I encountered some trouble. It's okay now."
"Hey, why is it so noisy over there?"
Qiao Jue held the receiver with his palm, and the muscles on his face froze for a few seconds.
"Take care of something outside."
Just when Zhuli was about to say something, the mobile phone placed next to her ear was snatched away by a pair of wet palms.
She raised her head and met the man's menacing eyes.
Anger welled up in my heart for no reason.
"you give me!"
Warn him in a low voice not to mess around.
"I've already done what you said, what else do you want?"
Jing Huaizhi was still stubborn, his sharp eyes quickly scanning the phone screen.
"Qiao Jue, the male mistress is also a mistress."
Zhuli: "..."
He would only say one word to Qiao Jue at a time, then cut off the phone and put it into his suit pocket with a look of dismay on his face.
"I'll keep the phone for you."
"We have more important things to do."
The man's tone was calm and did not make any waves.
Zhuli frowned impatiently and crossed his arms on his chest.
"That's not necessary, you already did it last night..."
He leaned closer and pressed his forehead against hers.
"last night?"
"what did I do?"
Mentioning what happened last night, her cheeks turned red unconsciously.
He mustered up the courage to stand up and said, "Give me your phone back, I have to deal with work."
Jing Huaizhixin's long body leaned casually on the sofa, and her thin fingers touched the armrest of the sofa irregularly.
"It's very late. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Zhuli seemed to understand what he meant.
With a mournful face, her voice was a bit delicate: "But I'm in pain..."
He turned his head to look at her, and the cold look on his face suddenly disappeared.
He raised his fingers at her and said, "Come here."
The distance between the two was not too big to begin with. Zhuli quietly observed his expression, which was not too ugly.
Moving slowly, the man looked at her grinding and then stretched out his hand to pull her onto his lap.
The calloused fingertips slowly caressed her uneven dress.
The wide light white dress perfectly hides the woman's graceful figure.
His tone was almost doting: "Where does it hurt?"
Takeli: Do you have to ask in such detail?
Avoiding his gaze, it was hard to say: "That's it..."
Tonight, Jinghuai Zhixu realized his conscience and did nothing else but lay the floor carefully.
"The bed is made, go to sleep."
After saying that, he lay down on the soft bed and turned off the light.
Zhuli was left standing alone in a dark corner in a daze.
Is this floor made for her?
After all, she had served him all night, why was she treated like this?
Sure enough, men are all thinking animals with their lower body!
She lay on the paved floor angrily and angrily.
Unable to sleep, tossing and turning endlessly.
It's not an exaggeration to say that the roof will be removed.
"If you feel itchy, go take a shower."
In the darkness, the man twitched his lips.
It was this voice that made Zhuli calm down.
He turned over and looked at the man's broad back.
"Why didn't you make the floor this time?"
"I like beds."
Jing Huaizhi's tone was tough.
Zhuli, who had been beaten several times in a row, did not dare to do it again, so she closed her eyes and began to wander.
But she just can't sleep!
"Hey, Bai Yueguang is back, will you be jealous when you see us like this?"
The man didn't answer for a minute or two.
Suddenly, the big light in the bedroom turned on.
"You can't sleep, right? Why don't you do something else?"
