Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

On December 28th, the Jiang family set up wine in the old mansion to celebrate the birthday of the old lady Jiang. The old lady personally paid a greeting and invited the major families and merchants of the imperial capital to come for a drink.

Mrs. Jiang’s personal greetings, whether from famous business circles, military or political circles, will naturally give a lot of face.

At seven o'clock in the evening, outside the Jiang family's old house, the luxury car stopped a hundred meters away.

The guests came one after another. The Chinese-style wine tables in the yard, red lacquered wood, old round tables, eight inside and eight outside tables, are quite like old mansions.

Mrs. Jiang sits at the first table on the left, and the upper center is in the middle. The Lu family is not there. The elders of the Xue family and Qiao family are the guest of honor and deputy guest of honor.

Mrs. Jiang wore a crimson cheongsam today, with fur on her shoulders, and her gray offer was meticulous, showing majesty and agility. She turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Where is Brother Zhi?"

Behind her, Jiang Fuxi stepped forward and replied, "He is not feeling well, so he said he will come later."

Mrs. Jiang was worried, and ordered: "Go and wait outside his house. Be careful. If there is anything wrong with his body, please come and let me know."

Jiang Fuxi responded with a "OK" and went back to the room.

During the dinner, someone laughed and said: "This is Weining's girl, her career is getting better and better, if Weining is still alive——"

Before he finished speaking, he was caught by the person beside him.

Looking at Mrs. Jiang again, her face was already unhappy.

The guest who opened his mouth realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly poured alcohol to make a plea. Everyone knows that there are two things that cannot be mentioned in the Jiang family. The old lady’s fourth daughter, Weining, and the young son of the Jiang family, Jiang Zhi, one died strangely, the other strangely ill, they were the two elders of the Jiang family. Secret.

Let’s talk about what the Jiang family’s young man is doing.

In the room, the lights were dim, Jiang Zhi was leaning on a black and autumnal ‘Evil Evil Painting’ on the bedside, holding a cell phone, concentrating on...talking on WeChat.

Of course it's talking with girlfriend.

The first voice: "Fangbao~"

The ending sound is a thousand turns, which makes people's hearts stunned.

However, within ten seconds, no reply was received.

Jiang Zhi made a second voice: "Fang Bao."

This sound is not so charming, but still no reply.

The third voice: "Xu Fang." It's not Fangbao, it's Xu Fang.

Zhou Xufang still did not return.

The fourth voice is: "Xu Fang!" Attention, I have a little temper, but it is not the real murderer. It is not appropriate to use a word that is not appropriate.

After waiting for ten seconds, she didn't reply!

Jiang Zhi is irritated. He always responds to her every time. Can't she respond? I don’t care about him, I don’t love him, I don’t care about him, I don’t care about him...

The fifth voice: "Zhou Xufang!"

Calling a girlfriend by name and last name is a red warning.

Just when Jiang Zhi couldn't help it and wished to go to Zhou Xufang's house to catch someone, Zhou Xufang finally replied with one word: "Yeah."

Just one word.

Jiang Zhi felt that he was not taken seriously, grabbed a handful of hair and messed up the hair stylist's styling. He fiercely asked the phone, "Why did it take so long to return to me?"

This dissatisfaction is about to come out of the screen.

Zhou Xufang sent a voice, and finally it was not a single word: "It is not convenient for me to look at the phone now."

Okay, his anger faded a little, and his tone became a little softer: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xufang returned quickly this time: "I'm climbing the window."

Jiang Zhi: "Which window to climb?"

Jiang Zhi: "Whose window to climb?"

Zhou Xufang: "Yours."

In this voice, I could still hear the wind, Jiang Zhi did not understand, and listened again.

Outside the window, someone suddenly shouted: "Jiang Zhi."

He looked up, stunned.

There was a black pile upside down in front of the window, one hand holding a mobile phone, and one hand waving left and right, the black pile dangling: "Jianzhi, I am here."

This little girl ghost.

Jiang Zhi was surprised and frightened even more. He lifted the quilt and got out of the bed without wearing his shoes. He ran to her and told her: "Don't die, hold on and don't fall."

She was still hanging upside down, as stable as a piece of wood, she didn't know what black cloth was wrapped on her head, and her eyes were a little funny.

"I won't fall, my legs are hooked to the security window above." She grabbed the window and moved her face forward, her nose stuck in the crack of the security window, which is even more funny, "You go put on your shoes first."

Jiang Zhi didn't go, put on socks and stepped on the floor of the warm jade shop, opened the glass window inside, and smiled at the girl hanging upside down outside the security window: "You came to see me, did you miss me?"

His smile, like a concubine who was turned over in the old days, was favored, and he was bound to lift his chin and swagger in the palace.

Zhou Xufang: "No."

In the last second, Jiang Zhi in the cold palace: "..." If it weren't for the security window, he would have to drag her into the house and press her on the bed. He had to be honest.

"Hurry up and put on your shoes."

Jiang Zhi turned back to the bed, put on his shoes and came back again: "You don't even want me, what else are you doing?" There is anger, and there is also bitter resentment.

Zhou Xufang said: "I'll protect you."

One sentence is enough.

Jiang Zhi was no more angry, and the corners of his mouth began to run up.

Look, he is so coaxing.

Zhou Xufang actually didn't coax him. She was serious: "Today you have a birthday banquet at your house, and many people came. I was afraid that someone would harm you, so I came."

Although she didn't say that she missed him, the little girl was always thinking about him.

Jiang Zhi put his hand on the window and poked his head out, but through the anti-theft window, he had the illusion of visiting the prison: "Hand in."

"Huh?" Zhou Xufang squeezed his head forward and the security window was bent a bit.

He leaned forward a little, his back bent: "Give me a kiss."

"Oh."

Zhou Xufang stretched out his hand.

Jiang Zhi took off her gloves, pecked and let go, then immediately put them on her gloves: "Hurry up and grab the security window, I'm afraid you will fall." He was frightened.

As soon as Zhou Xufang grabbed the window, he heard a voice: "Someone is coming."

"You hide it."

She hooked her foot on the security window and jumped up, and her upside down head disappeared from the security window.

Jiang Zhi really didn't know how talented this girl was, and he was too nervous: "Xu Fang, did you fall? Are you on it?"

Above, there was a guilty voice: "Yes."

Jiang Zhi was relieved. He coughed and walked to the side of the bed. He lifted the quilt and lay down, scratching his hair a little bit more, his eyelids drooped, and he looked sickly.

He breathed lightly from time to time, coughed lightly from time to time, he was lying down as if sleepy.

After a while, the knock on the door really sounded.

Jiang Zhi coughed twice, breathing slightly shortly, and asked, "Who?"

"it's me."

The voice is soft and soft, without seeing people, but also knowing dignified and generous.

Jiang Zhi's attitude was lukewarm: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Fuxi asked outside the door: "Is your body better? Do you need to call Shiyu over?"

Qin Shiyu is a doctor of the Jiang family. As long as Jiang Zhi lives in the old house, Qin Shiyu will stay here to see him at any time.

He refused, his tone indifferent: "No need."

Jiang Fuxi has always had a good temper: "Then you rest."

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Inside the room, coughing sounded bursts of sound. After resting, Jiang Zhi shouted: "Jiang Fuxi."

Jiang Fuxi responded outside the door.

"Don't pester me outside." The tone was quite impatient.

Jiang Fuxi didn't say anything for a while, with his hands hanging on his side, he shook it slightly, and then released it. After a while, he replied, "I'll go downstairs and call me for something."

Nothing happened after that.

Jiang Zhi waited for a while before getting out of bed, walked to the window, and whispered "Xu Fang": "Are you gone?"

A head suddenly stretched out from above: "Go away."

Although Xi Shi is in the eyes of the lover, Zhou Xufang's upside-down appearance is quite scary. Jiang Zhi feels that he can learn from it in ghost films in the future.

"Do you want to come in?"

"I won't go in." Zhou Xufang's two eyeballs exposed with a worried expression, "Is it very uncomfortable? You just had a bad cough."

Jiang Zhi said: "It's not that serious to bluff her."

How serious is that?

Zhou Xufang felt that Jiang Zhi’s illness became more and more fascinating.

She also had a doubt: "Is Jiang Fuxi your biological cousin?" She emphasized the word ‘born’.

Jiang Zhi said: "What's wrong?"

It's your own life. If it's in novels and kimchi dramas, it must be picked up...

Zhou Xufang shook her head and said it was okay. She didn't know how to say it. Anyway, she thought it was very strange, and she didn't know what was strange, it was strange.

Suddenly, her ears moved: "Someone is coming again." She climbed up to the security window with ease.

Jiang Zhi lay back and started coughing.

It's not Jiang Fuxi, but another girl.

The girl knocked on the door very loudly, not as softly as Jiang Fuxi, she was happy and excited: "Jiang Zhi."

He is the fourth son of the Ming family, Ming Saiying.

"Jianzhi."

Jiang Zhi didn't want to talk.

Ming Saiying didn't knock on the door any more, and slammed into the door, and couldn't leave: "I know you are inside, I can hear you coughing."

Jiang Zhi was silent, and she was not lonely. She said her own: "You don't need to get up, just lie down."

Jiang Zhi didn't even plan to get up.

Ming Saiying was wearing a red breast-wrapped skirt. In the winter, even though Jiang’s family was lit up with carbon fires, she was shivering from the cold, but in order to see Jiangzhi, she did not hesitate to take off her big padded jacket. .

Rubbing her frozen hands, she smiled happily: "I heard my brother say that you have been straightened, I have no other meaning, just come to line up, if you break up with your girlfriend , I’m on the bench again—"

Jiang Zhi couldn't listen anymore, so he dialed a number with his mobile phone.

"Lin is late."

After Ah Wan made a strange noise, she asked, "What's the matter, boss?"

Jiang Zhi said concisely: "Drag away the people outside my door."

Ah Wan made a strange voice again: "But I'm squatting in the toilet."

It's constipation, get it, that kind of pain.

Jiang Zhi: "Come here now."

Ah Wan: "..."

Fairy Jiang, the devil!

When Ah Wan came here, Ming Lao Si was smiling lewdly at the door of Fairy Jiang, and said ‘sweetly’ with that fake, disgusting, and pretentious voice: "I will wait for you."

Ah Wan touched her uneasy belly: "Miss Ming."

Ming Saiying gave a perfunctory smirk: "It's you, a big guy."

"..."

Ah Wan hates people calling him big and big. Is it his fault to grow tall and strong? Annoying: "I have a name."

Ming Saiying moved away from Jiang Zhi's door, guessing that Jiang Zhi should not be able to hear it anymore, and returned to his nature. He smiled boldly: "I can't say the name of your lady chick."

The second thing Ah Wan hates is that others call him by the name Wife Chir.

He didn't want to say a word to this man-in-law, his'loyal and honest' face was completely indifferent: "Please go out."

Ming Saiying didn't mean to leave at all, holding her numb arm from the cold, so cold she wanted to swear: "I haven't finished talking with your boss."

Ah Wan did not change her face: "Please go out."

Who can be invited to the Jiang’s banquet today, who is not a person? Ming Saiying is also a big-faced grandmother outside, and she has a temper: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, I’ll just--"

Ah Wan didn't listen, she just grabbed her hand and dragged it out.

For the sake of demeanor, she dresses less, her arms were bare, and she was caught by a 1.9-meter man. There were a few marks on her white and tender arms, and her anger was completely ignited: "Hey, you touch Where is it!"

Ah Wan turned a deaf ear to her ears and continued to drag her arm out.

Ming Saiying got angry and pushed hard, but this big man was as strong as a cow, but he didn't move at all. She was furious and waved with both hands.

With a snap, her left palm shook Ah Wan's face.

It was a sturdy slap, and even the nails were scraped.

Five handprints appeared on Ah Wan’s face in an instant. After shaking her slap, Ming Saiying was stunned, her eyes drifted from side to side twice, she immediately shrugged off, and said frankly: "Don’t blame me, you are holding me. of."

Ah Wan, who was already constipated, had even more constipation.

Manly man, forbearance! endure! endure!

His activities were slapped to the hot cheeks, without a word, he continued to drag people, Ming Saiying threw away, he grabbed it again, and she threw it again.

Snapped--

Another slap hit the arm.

Ah Wan: "..."

He also has a temper!

He unbuttoned a suit button, and without a word, he pushed hard and pushed the man against the wall.

With a thud.

This wall boom is quite intense.

Ming Saiying was stunned, her pupils were suddenly filled with a straight face, she blinked three times, and her face blushed: "Are you **** touching me?"

Her voice was shaking, she was ashamed and annoyed!

Ah Wan was also angry, pressing her arm tightly: "I don't have one."

Ming Saiying glanced down: "Then where do you put your hand?"

There was silence for three seconds.

Ah Wan wakes up like a nightmare and slams back. Unexpectedly, the leather shoes hooked the hem of the girl's skirt. When he jumped, the skirt fell off, then—

"Ah ah ah ah ah -"

The screams came one after another.

Zhou Xufang dug out his ears that were sorely stunned: "Awan seems to be in trouble."

Jiang Zhi also heard the screams, and did not care: "He is too stupid." He has no time to care about others, he has to teach his family this, "You will play less with him in the future."

Zhou Xufang went online, watched TV series, and read novels, all brought by Lin Wanwan. Recently, Lin Wanwan secretly sent her novel benefits...

The scale gets bigger and bigger.

Zhou Xufang grabbed the anti-theft window and said Jiang Zhi: "I also blame you."

"Why do you blame me?"

She frowned: "Why do you have so many peach blossoms." whispered, "so annoying."

Sorely, she was jealous, her mood was not so good, and she didn't want to eavesdrop, but the two of them were too quiet, and her hearing was too good, and all the voices went into her ears.

Ming Saiying roared: "You still watch! Don't turn around soon!"

Ah Wan Nee: "...oh."

Ming Saiying continued to growl: "Take off your clothes and give it to me!"

Ah Wan continued to be dumb: "...oh."

From the girl’s house, she roared a man: "Don’t look back!"

The big man's retort weakly Chirp: "...I didn't look back."

Then there was the sound of clothes rustling.

After finishing the clothes, Ming Saiying picked up her small bag and rushed to the big guy: "If you don't kill you today, this pervert, my old lady will not be called Ming Saiying."

The one-meter-nine-two-hundred-jin guy hugged his head: "..."

This is completely the plot trend of the domineering female president and the weak assistant.

Zhou Xufang was excited when he heard it. Ten meters away, a voice suddenly came in.

"Little Luo."

Zhou Xufang climbed a little higher and stood above the security window, and saw a little spark and white smoke.

With a cigarette in his hand, Luo Qinghe let out a ‘um’.

On the phone, secretary Shen Yue said: "Han Feng wants to see you."

She shook the ashes. In the night, her voice echoed, faint and cold: "Don't see me, tell him to go with peace of mind." The lantern in the backyard was on, she stood in backlight, and the light on the phone screen hit her face with a cool white lining. With red lips, "The person who should go, if you miss it for too long, it will be bad for the person who keeps it."

clatter.

Behind him, there is a voice.

Luo Qinghe looked back through the light: "Who is where?"

Behind the pillars of the veranda, someone slowly moved out: "Luo, Miss Luo."

It was the servant of the Jiang family who was carrying the tray and went to the front yard to deliver the wine. Here, when someone was talking on the phone, he didn't enter or retreat, so he temporarily avoided and accidentally let the tray touch the pillar. Disturbed the guests.

Luo Qinghe hung up the phone, stood still under the lamp, with a cigarette in his hand, a thin layer of dark color in his eyes, seemingly unclear, and could not see the color: "Give me a bar."

She was a girl, not very old. She should have been temporarily hired by the Jiang family for the birthday banquet. She probably hadn't received much training and had never seen the world. She was very cautious and trembling.

The girl poured a glass of red wine and offered it with shaking hands.

Luo Qinghe looked at the girl who dared not raise her head, and answered with a smile.

The girl was relieved and turned to leave.

Luo Qinghe squatted down, pinched the cigarette, and slowly made a sharp voice: "Did I let you go?"

The girl stopped immediately, arched her back, and turned her head tremblingly: "Ms. Luo, do you still have orders?"

Luo Qinghe smiled, walked forward, raised the glass of wine in his hand, poured it from the girl's head, the girl did not dare to move, standing shivering. Luo Qinghe was still smiling, his slender single eye was pointed, and his eyes were grim and cold: "As a human being, you must understand the rules, do you know?"

"Know, know." The girl shivered, the tray in her hand was unstable, and the wine glass collided with a piercing sound.

Luo Qinghe put the cup back on the tray, she leaned over and leaned against the girl's ear, her red lips gently lifted: "What did you just hear?"

The girl's face was full of drinks, and her hair was awkwardly attached to her forehead. She shook her head desperately and said nothing.

Luo Qinghe smiled and patted her shoulder: "Go ahead."

The girl staggered and left.

On the anti-theft window ten meters away, Zhou Xufang could see everything clearly, so angry, he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "Bad woman."

Jiang Zhi couldn't see below from that angle: "Who?"

"Luo Qinghe, she is so annoying." She retracted her gaze, "Jiang Zhi."

"Ok."

Zhou Xufang was not sure, so he asked him: "If I mess up your grandma's birthday banquet, will you be unhappy?"

His little girl ghost wants to teach others.

Jiang Zhi smiled: "Just do it."

In the front yard of the Jiang's house, guests were full of guests and it was lively. The Jiang family set up sixteen tables, among which the eight tables were mostly elders, and the eight tables on the outside were mostly princes and ladies from the imperial capital.

Inside, there is Luo Yinghe.

Elder Luo didn't wait to see her very much. She was placed in the table alone, and as soon as she sat down, the elder brothers at the same table looked at each other and looked at her sideways.

Luo Yinghe coldly had a plastic face: "What are you looking at?"

The princes and buddies all laughed and didn’t say anything. They gave the Luo family a bit of face and didn’t know her, except that the sixth child of Ming’s family was not a safe one. They slammed back: "Why, irritability is not seen. ?"

Luo Yinghe recently hacked her all over the Internet because of her irritability. She was poked in the painful spot and yelled, "Mingyanghua!"

Mingyang Hua snorted her and pulled him for two to five to eighty thousand yuan: "Little master is not deaf, don't be so loud."

When the second generation ancestor encountered the princess' disease, sparks clashed.

The phone rang.

Ming Yanghua glared at Luo Yinghe provocatively before answering the phone: "What happened to you?"

It was his old sister who ordered: "Come here."

"I'm busy." He said so, but his body was trained to be honest by his old sister. No matter how reluctant, she pulled the chair and left, shaking his tin foil and walking to the main house of the Jiang family.

Ming Saiying angered his ancestors over there: "Hurry up and die, I'm being assaulted."

When Mingyanghua heard it, she was happy: "Really?!"

Behind him, a fluttering voice: "Hey."

Ming Yanghua didn't pay attention to the back, she walked all the way in, with her hands in her pockets, still gleefully teasing his old sister: "Which Liangshan guy, dare to insult you."

A light voice: "Hello."

This time Ming Yanghua heard it. He turned around and took a closer look. On the opposite window, a black shadow was moving.

The phone in his hand banged and dropped.

Ming Yanghua's eyelids twitched and her legs trembled: "You, you, you--"

It was black, hit the ground with a thump, and stood up.

This dark, with only eyes and no face, he knew it even if it turned to gray, and then the body quickly reacted to stress, first with dilated pupils, and then trembling all over: "You, you, you, this female ghost, again What do you want to do again?" Why do you keep pestering him!

"I'm not a female ghost,"

The blackness flickered, and it came to him: "I am the messenger of hell, Lord Heiwuchang."

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