Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Still no one responded, and after a while, a cough came from inside.

The servant didn't know what the old man meant, and didn't dare to go in rashly to disturb, and waited outside the door for a while before leaving.

Xu Yunci was in the living room, looking for a lawyer in a hurry.

Luo Yinghe should have just been called back, still wearing clothes for going out, put on heavy makeup, and said abruptly: "Retribution."

Xu Yunci glared at her: "You go upstairs, don't make trouble here."

She snorted and kicked upstairs.

At ten o'clock, Jiang Zhi brought Zhou Xufang home. She cried and was in the attic of the Luo family. Xu was tired, and she slept all the way in the car.

Jiang Zhi gently hugged her and got out of the car. She didn't wake up either. When she arrived in the bedroom, she opened her eyes as soon as she put her on the bed.

"Woke up?"

"Yeah." She cried, with a nasal voice.

Jiang Zhi took off her shoes and covered her with a quilt.

She stretched her hand out of the quilt and put her arms around his neck: "I just fell asleep and had a dream." It's not a dream, it's all her past.

Jiang Zhi sat on the bed, put one hand on the pillow, leaned over to look at her: "Dreaming about me?"

Zhou Xufang nodded: "I dreamt that I kissed you."

Jiang Zhi kicked her shoes, lay down, fished her into his arms, and took off her coat under the quilt: "Who taught him, he will kiss a boy at a young age."

She hugged him and laughed.

Jiang Zhi said, "Raise your hand."

She raised her hand.

Jiang Zhi threw her coat out of the bed, and then it was his own. He was lying on his stomach, looking at her red eyes: "You cried when you just slept. Don't cry anymore."

She said yes.

"Jianzhi."

"Ok."

The window inside the room was open, and the wind from outside came in, and the crystal on the chandelier swayed, breaking the light into petals, falling into her eyes, with countless Jiang Zhi's shadows inside.

She hugged his neck, pulled him over, and kissed his face: "I seem to like you better."

Jiang Zhi smiled and asked how much she liked it.

How do you like it?

She thought for a while and said, "I want to eat meat for you, I want to pick you dog's tail grass, I want to go to the sky, and I want to pick you stars."

I want to give him all the best things in the world, life to him, and people to him. Her long life and the rest of her life will be given to him.

Jiang Zhi put one hand on her chin and one hand on her waist: "What else?"

There is more.

She said: "I want to marry you, I want to have children for you."

Jiang Zhi put his hand in the quilt, hugged her and went in together: "Zhou Xufang."

"Ok."

He stopped talking, reached out to turn off the light, and threw his clothes on the ground.

Zhou Qingrang and Tang Xiang made an appointment to see you in the nursing home at ten in the morning.

Before leaving, he answered a phone call.

"The same year that Miss Zhou gave birth to the boy, Tang Guangji and his wife adopted a child from the countryside to Luo's house, and that child's chromosomes were abnormal."

"If you are close relatives, it is very likely that you will give birth to children with abnormal chromosomes."

"Mr. Zhou, if I'm not wrong, the adopted son of the Luo family, Luo San, should be the child born by your sister."

"Eight years ago, Luo San was buried in the fire in the Luo family."

Zhou Qingrang sat in the co-pilot, thoughtful.

"Brother."

"Brother."

Tang Ying called him twice.

Zhou Qing asked this to look up: "Huh?"

She parked the car on the side of the road: "I'm in the nursing home."

He glanced out of the car window and picked up the crutches. "Thank you." After thanking him, he pushed the car door and got out of the car on crutches.

Very polite.

Obviously they have known each other for so many years. If he hadn't come in a hurry this time, or if she had just "dropped in", he probably wouldn't even ride in her car.

Tang Ying was still sitting in the main driver: "I am waiting for you here."

He shook his head and said no more: "You go back, be careful on the road."

Tang Ying couldn't say anything, so she had to go first.

"Uncle."

It was Tang thinking. She came out to pick up people and just saw the bottom of the red private car. The car was the lady's: "Girlfriend?"

Zhou Qingrang shook his head: "It's a colleague." He walked slowly with a cane, "Is your mother better?"

Tang Xiang said, "The situation has stabilized."

Ms. He was **** by Luo Qinghe before, and she was shocked. She was in a very bad mental state for a while. Zhou Qing made her want to visit, worrying about irritating her, so she dragged it off.

Zhou Qing asked Ms. He's illness: "Can I see her?"

Tang Xiang led him into the nursing home, slowing down his steps, but he didn't appear deliberately: "It should be no problem. I mentioned you side by side a few days ago, and Ms. He from my family didn't respond much."

At this moment, Ms. He was basking in the garden of the nursing home. She was sitting in a wheelchair, and the nurse pushed her around. She saw Tang Xiang from afar.

"Think about it." Ms. He wanted to wave to Tang.

Tang wanted to lead Zhou Qing to let it pass.

Ms. He noticed the man next to her: "This is?"

Ms. He’s memories are all chaotic, one time eight years ago and another time more than twenty years ago. Tang wanted the nurse to return to the ward first, and she came to push the wheelchair: "Mom, don't you recognize him?"

Ms. He didn't recognize it, and looked at Zhou Qingrang: "You are?"

She is much older than before.

Zhou Qingrang approached her and leaned slightly, "I am Qingrang."

Ms. He was a little surprised when she heard this: "You are also called Qing Rang, and there is a younger brother named Qing Rang in my family, but he is only a teenager and he is still studying, and his grades are good."