Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Last night, Jiang Zhi was too foolish.

Zhou Xufang got up late in the morning, and when he got up, Zhou Qingrang and Lu Sheng were not there.

She brushed her teeth and came out: "Where's uncle?"

Jiang Zhi served her a bowl of porridge: "Go to send Lu Sheng."

"It's a pity, I just left." Zhou Xufang sipped the porridge, "Jiang Zhi, do you think my uncle likes Lu Sheng?"

Jiang Zhi put a chopsticks and potato shreds for her: "It should be possible."

"How did you tell?"

"Your uncle is not a softhearted person," on the contrary, Zhou Qing was used to being alone, a cold person, "if you don't like it, you won't let her in."

Zhou Xufang was relieved, she hoped that Lu Sheng could be her aunt.

She took a bite of the dish and was pleasantly surprised to find: "The potato shreds are delicious." She immediately praised Jiang Zhi, "You are good at cooking." And gave a thumbs up.

Jiang Zhi retracted the chopsticks that were stretched out to hold the potato shreds: "It was fried by Lu Sheng."

"..."

Did it hit Jiang Zhi?

Zhou Xufang picked up bacon with chopsticks, and bit down: "This bacon is fried." She was comforting Jiang Zhi, "People are not perfect."

Jiang Zhi licked his teeth: "I fried it."

"..."

Zhou Xufang chewed a few times and tried to bite it down: "Although it is fried, it tastes great."

Jiang Zhi took a bite, took a piece of paper and threw it out: "Don't eat it." The meat is too old, and it's hard for Zhou Xufang to praise his conscience.

She also smiled: "It's okay, my mouth is good." She clamped another piece.

Do you know why Jiang Zhi is keen on cooking? Obviously the cooking is so bad.

——Because his girlfriend is the champion.

There is no airport in the town. Zhou Qing let Lu Sheng buy a direct train ticket, and he escorted her to the entrance.

"Don't send me away." There were so many people inside, she was afraid that passers-by would hit him.

He gave her the train ticket: "Be careful on the road."

"Ok."

They didn't say anything on the way here, obviously she had so many things to say.

"I'm leaving." She also had no luggage, her hands were empty, only the ticket he bought for her.

Zhou Qing let his head nod.

The train station was very noisy, it was early, the breakfast vendors were hawking, and there was a young couple at the station embracing and saying goodbye. The girl’s eyes were red and the boy was coaxing.

Lu Sheng walked to the ticket gate, stopped, and ran back.

"Zhou Qingrang."

"Ok."

Standing in the crowd with a cane, he looked handsome, a handsome young man.

Lu Sheng walked up to him and said, "I'm twenty-three years old."

He replied: "I know."

He is thirty-seven, and she is more than a round older.

She said: "I'm still very young." She looked at him with such firm eyes, "I can wait for you for a long time."

"Lu Sheng——"

She interrupted him, not wanting to hear the refusal: "You want to hug you before leaving, can you?"

"Sorry."

"I'm sorry?" Why do you keep telling her ‘I’m sorry’? Is she going to say ‘I do’?

He opened his hand, moved one leg forward, and hugged her.

Sorry, I can only hug you with one hand.

Sorry, knowing that I can't be soft-hearted, I still failed to restrain.

Because Jiang Zhi had a shooting schedule, the crew was waiting. He returned to the imperial capital the next day, and Zhou Xufang stayed in Xufang Town with Zhou Qingrang.

It's the fourth day, and she hasn't returned yet.

Jiang Zhi made countless phone calls a day, talking about and talking about, "I miss you".

"Xu Fang."

"Ok."

The crew rested for fifteen minutes, and Jiang Zhiquan used it to call his girlfriend: "When are you coming back?" His tone was daunting. She was absent and he was out of energy.

Zhou Xufang said: "Uncle said Sunday."

It was only Friday today, Jiang Zhi kicked the stone under his feet: "It will take two more days."

Over there, Zhou Xufang was lying on the rocking chair under the orange tree, basking in the sun, and he was lazily: "Two days soon."

"Don't you miss me?"

It sounds very grievous.

Zhou Xufang touched his ears and said shyly: "Yes."

"Can you return tomorrow?"

Zhou Xufang is thinking.

"I can't sleep if you're not at home." Jiang Zhi begged her, "I'll be back tomorrow, eh?"

He is good at acting like a baby.

She was so softened by him, she agreed: "I will go and tell uncle, I will go back tomorrow."

Jiang Zhi was satisfied: "Book a ticket and tell me, I'll pick you up."

"okay."

"Xu Fang," Jiang Zhi asked suddenly, "have you come for a period?" She was on the 25th last month.

Zhou Xufang was thin and awkward: "...coming here." Is he all shy? Ask her this, "What do you ask this for?"

"I didn't wear a condom last time."

"..."

The former Xiaochunqing has become a gangster, don't be ashamed!

Zhou Xufang was very embarrassed, his voice was as small as a mosquito yelling: "How can it be so easy to have a baby."

"Xue Baoyi got the trick just once."

Zhou Xufang was afraid that others would hear it, so he clutched his phone and said, "We are in a different situation."

"Why is it different?" He was dissatisfied, "You mean I'm not as good as him?"

"No." Zhou Xufang rubbed his hot face with the back of his hand, "You were infertile before."

Jiang Zhi, who was really infertile before: "..."

Why do you want to reverse the old account? !

Zhou Xufang should stop chatting with him, the topic gets more and more crooked: "Associate Director Zhao is calling you, go ahead." She is about to hang up.

Jiang Zhi hummed: "Kiss and hang up."

Zhou Qingrang is still making tea in the yard.

Zhou Xufang was afraid of being seen, so he hid in the room and hung up with a blushing face to his mobile phone.

On the other end, as soon as Jiang Zhi hung up, a strange number called in and he answered.

"Shao Jiang."

Jiang Zhi said, "Is there any news about what you are investigating?"

There was a man on the phone, speaking respectfully: "Yes."

"Who?"

"Dean Xiao of Changling Hospital."

It really was him.

Zhou Xufang was injured with penicillin.

Jiang Zhi held the phone, tapping the back of the phone with his index finger intentionally or unintentionally, and was silent for a moment: "Where is the research room?"

"There is no problem on the surface." Oh, yes, the man added, "It's a bit weird. It's not Changling Hospital, but a foreign-funded enterprise."

In other words, there are people behind Xiao Yi.

"Send me the information."

"Yes."

Jiang Zhi hung up the phone, and Deputy Director Zhao came over and urged: "Director Jiang, you are all ready, you can start shooting."

After the first trial, Luo Changde was escorted to the Western Prison.

The washing time of the prison is regulated. At this point, the prisoners in the three buildings are in the water room. The washing time is a quarter of an hour. The prisoners in each room have gone out one after another, and the sound of water has not stopped.

All the taps are on, listen carefully, and you can hear the screams.

"do not hit me!"

Luo Changde hugged his head, shrank in the corner, rubbing his hands and begging for mercy: "Don't hit me... I beg you."

His face was blue and purple, his body was even more horrible, and there were old injuries. It was obviously not the first time he was beaten.