Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

The steel bar dragged the ground, making a harsh sound, approaching step by step...

Zhou Xufang suddenly opened his eyes.

The room was dark, she relaxed for a while, and whispered: "Jiang Zhi."

Jiang Zhi woke up immediately, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked at her through the light.

Her eyes are red.

"What's the matter?" He hugged her, "Did you dream again?"

She put her head in his arms, rubbing her head against his chest, and her voice was soft: "Jianzhi."

"Ok."

She raised her head and kissed his chin: "Do you like dog's tail grass?"

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment: "Remember?"

She shook her head: "I seem to have dreamed of you, and Tang Xiang's father." It's just that she is still not sure whether it is a dream or a memory.

Jiang Zhi seemed to be afraid that she would think of bad things, and asked cautiously: "Anything else?"

"I don't remember much when I open my eyes."

He was relieved instead.

He actually didn't want her to remember the past, it's good to forget all the hardships and injuries she had suffered.

"You haven't answered me yet." She was holding his face and saw that his eyelashes were densely long, she couldn't help rubbing her fingers with her, and asked him again, "Do you like dog's tail grass?"

Jiang Zhi was itchy by her and didn't hide: "Who would like dog's tail grass." He lifted his chin, his lips just touching her palm.

Zhou Xufang immediately retracted his hand and threw it into his arms.

Jiang Zhi smiled: "I like you. I'm afraid you will steal something to give me, so I say that I only like dog's tail grass."

Zhou Xufang was very happy to hear that. She originally slept inside, pressed Jiang Zhi and rolled a half circle, then rolled to the outside: "So you liked me when you were a kid."

Jiang Zhi said, "Yes." He was afraid that she would fall, and he hugged her back against the wall. "At that time, I saved a lot of pocket money. I wanted to buy you a house, bed and clothes. Buy a house of sugar you like."

That year, his health was very bad. After the Luo’s fell into the water, the doctor said that he could not survive for a few years. He really moved the idea of ​​arranging funeral affairs. He even found a lawyer. In fact, there was nothing good to arrange. His money is left to her, at least to let her worry about food and clothing.

Zhou Xufang lay on his side, close to each other, breathing intertwined: "What then?"

"Then raise you, and when you become an adult, I will come out and take you abroad to get married." Of course, the premise is that he can live to that time.

The sixteen-year-old is very simple. After being kissed, he planned his future to the age of sixty, even thinking about marriage and inheritance.

Zhou Xufang looked at him on his stomach, laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

She did not say, put her hand on his shoulder, leaned over to kiss him.

The next day, it was cloudy and windy. As the end of the year is approaching, there are lanterns and festoons in the community, and every household is arranging the New Year’s goods. Zhou Xufang is also arranging. She has a cupboard of snacks, and also put boxes of marshmallows on every cupboard in the house. , And all filled with sugar.

"Jiang Zhi, your phone rang." Zhou Xufang was lying on the sofa and watching a movie with a projector. There was no sun outside. She drew the curtains and the room was dark.

Jiang Zhi was hanging the clothes, not letting her help.

On weekdays, it was not that he stayed overnight at Zhou Xufang, or he brought Zhou Xufang to him. Zhou Xufang had a thin face. At the beginning, she secretly washed and secretly dried her close-fitting clothes, and beat Cong Jiangzhi to her. After washing her hands once, she was not so shy. Sometimes it was her washing, sometimes Jiangzhi washing.

Jiang Zhi hadn’t done housework before, and it was very uncomfortable at first. Zhou Xufang was also reluctant to let his good-looking fingers soaked in firewood, rice, oil, salt and Yangchun water, so he planned to pamper him, but he was unwilling to let the housekeeper touch her things, and Not willing to do it herself, Zhou Xufang just followed him after playing a few small tempers.

He entered the house and answered the phone: "Hello."

"Young Master Jiang, it's me,"

It's from the prison.

"what's up?"

"Luo Qinghe applied for medical parole."

Zhou Xufang looked over and listened carefully.

Jiang Zhi asked: "Which hospital did you go to?"

"Changling Hospital."

"Okay, I see." Jiang Zhi hung up the phone.

Zhou Xufang held the potato chips and sat beside Jiang Zhi'er: "Luo Qinghe went to her uncle's hospital, will he play tricks again?"

"It doesn't matter, I already know what she is going to do." Jiang Zhi didn't want to mention the disillusioned woman, glanced at Zhou Xufang's potato chips, "I'm going to have lunch, no more snacks."

Zhou Xufang felt wrong: "But I have taken it apart. If you don't eat it, it will get wet, and if it gets wet, it will be wasted. Waste is bad, and waste is a crime.

A bunch of crooked things.

Jiang Zhi wiped off the potato chip residue from her mouth, put a hand around her waist, and the heating was turned on in the room. She was dressed thinly, and her waist was very thin: "It seems to be thinner. You haven't How to eat dinner."

Especially during this period, she didn't eat very much, she ate snacks every day, Jiang Zhi refused, she ate secretly, at this point, she had always followed Jiang Zhi, she was not very good.

Zhou Xufang also pinched her waist: "Not thin." She put Jiang Zhi's hand on her belly, "You touch here, there is meat here."

This girl is unprepared.

In front of a girl he likes, it is rare for a man to be inadequate. He is not a saint, and he is naturally unavoidable. What's more, he has his own family in his arms. There is no reason to follow the rules.

She blushed by him, but she didn't hide, she put her head on his shoulder, and whispered itchy.

Jiang Zhi stopped making trouble with her. He held her waist and pecked her lips: "It smells like tomato."

Zhou Xufang was still holding a bag of tomato-flavored potato chips, his head was about to plunge into the bag.

He put his hand on her forehead: "I have a fever."

Well, she has a fever.

He took her potato chips away when she was dizzy, and also took the rubber band on her head and **** the opening of the bag: "If you don’t finish a bowl of rice for lunch, you won’t give it in the afternoon. You eat snacks."

Zhou Xufang: "..."

It's so mean, he is seductive.

The movie is still playing. It's a thriller. The soundtrack in the movie sounds creepy, but Zhou Xufang has no intention of watching the movie. Jiang Zhi is by her side, so she can't enter.

"Xu Fang, are you going to the concert tonight?"

"Ok."

In the evening, Xiao Yunsheng held a concert in the gymnasium of the imperial capital. Fang Ideal sent the tickets yesterday and arranged to go together at night.

It's just that the weather today is not very good.

Jiang Zhi asked her, "It might snow tonight, can it be changed?"

"I can't change it, the next game won't be in the imperial capital." She remembered one thing, "Are the light sticks sold at the scene? Do you need to prepare in advance?"

"I don't know." He hadn't seen the concert again.

It was the first time Zhou Xufang didn't understand many: "I'll ask about ideals." She dialed Fang Ideal's number, "Ideal."