Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"I like to eat eggs, you can send native eggs." This is cheap.

Zhou Xufang followed him: "Okay."

Then she will give him a cart of eggs, otherwise, one year will do.

She raised her head and glanced at the chandelier above her head. She was very satisfied, and wanted to hum the theme song of her favorite TV series, but this was Jiang Zhi’s house. She held back, and said to Jiang Zhi, “Go change your clothes, and then Drink porridge, or it will cool off."

"Yeah." The corners of his mouth cocked, and then pressed it down for a while, urging sternly, "Are you going to linger until dawn?" Is it cold? !

She hurried to the bathroom.

Jiang Zhi went to the locker room and changed into a pullover that he rarely wears.

The porridge is warm. He drank a few mouthfuls. It was too fresh and put too much shrimp. He got up and poured a cup of cold water, poured half a cup in one mouthful, and turned off the heat, but it was still hot and dry.

Maybe the cold wind blew and my head was aching.

He felt that he had to find a reliable psychologist to look at his brain, otherwise it would not be enough to give away the light. He even wanted to throw her a bank when he saw her eyes fixed on the light and couldn’t move away. Card, let her buy ten and eight to play.

Is he sick? Even if she led someone into the house somehow, she was anxious to take out the family and let her pack it back.

Could it be that this girl was really straight? Become as silly and sweet as Xue Bingxue? The hopeless one would like to dig out his heart for Jiang Weier.

Jiang Zhigui faintly pressed his chest, if Zhou Xufang wanted his heart, would he dig it?

Oh shit!

He was sick. Thinking about this kind of problem, he raised his head and poured the remaining half a cup of cold water. Only when he felt the heat subsided a bit, he poured another cup of water, tapped his fingers on the dining table and thought for a while, and dialed Jiangweier’s number.

"At this point, why are you still awake?"

Jiangweier is very noisy, I don't know which Fengyuechang it is.

Jiang Zhi directly said his purpose: "Help me get a suit over here." For a moment, he added, "A girl wears it."

Jiang Weier reacted for several seconds before realizing it later: "Brother Zhi, there is a situation."

In her words, they are all joking.

Jiang Zhisheng's nonsense with her: "Don't ask more."

Okay, Jiang Weier will not ask: "I have to tell me what size to wear."

"One seventy, thin."

He answered too quickly, but Jiang Weier was a little surprised: "Where are the clothes sent?"

"my home."

How sacred, Jiang Zhiwan's mind has been moved for so many years, and he entered the room so soon.

Jiang Weier was too curious, and deliberately tapped on the side by joking: "I thought you didn't lift it. Not bad, Brother Zhi, I finally opened the meat."

Jiang Zhi directly hung up the phone and poured down a cup of cold water.

It's **** hot.

On this end, Jiang Weier listened to the busy tone on the phone, and laughed blankly. Without further delay, she took her coat and got up: "You play, I'll go first."

Xue Baoyi was sitting next to a ‘gracious and graceful’, playing cards with a bunch of acquaintances of rich and wealthy princes, his mouth was hazy: "Didn’t Xiao Linshu go to other provinces to film a movie? You just leave at what time."

Jiang Weier went straight to pinch his cigarette: "Brother Zhi, there is a situation, I'll go there."

Xue Baoyi was stunned by the ashes and played a good card: "What's the situation?"

She said concisely: "Golden House Cangjiao."

Jinwu Cangjiao?

Jiang Zhi! ?

Xue Baoyi was no longer interested in playing cards: "Fuck me, take me." He pushed away the "curvaceous" beside him, "Go back by yourself, the second master has to catch the traitor."

Zhou Xufang took a bath very quickly, just ten minutes before the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

"Jiang Zhi." She shouted inside.

Jiang Zhi spilled two drops of water in his hand and licked his lips subconsciously: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Xufang said: "The clothes fell on the floor and got wet."

Her voice was very ordinary, she couldn't hear the slightest thoughts, but it rang in Jiang Zhi's ears, like a paw scratching, scratching his heart.

He swallowed a gulp of cold water, his apple rolling: "Wait for me."

This girl, eight achievements are here to torture him.

He pulled the collar of his sweater, let out a long sigh of relief, got up and went to the cloakroom, brought two more clothes over, turned sideways to the bathroom door, and knocked on the door.

The door opened a crack, and a tender white hand stretched out.

She called him: "Jiang Zhi."

She should have never seen the sun. The skin on her body was so white that she was not at all defensive against him, and half of her shoulder was exposed grandiosely.

Regardless of evil, the Jiang family's upbringing has always been very strict, but he forgot the gentleman's suit at the moment, his eyes went up from her fingertips, and then he stopped.

She hung her hands in the air for a long time without giving her any clothes.

"Jiang Zhi." She shouted.

Jiang Zhi did not respond.

She shook her hand: "Give me the clothes."

He was still staring at her stretched out hand, and even leaned forward subconsciously, carefully looking at her arm, the porcelain white was cut through, and there were no traces of scars.

Only one day, why is there no wound?

Isn't it her? The voice, eyes, body shape, and even strength are so similar. How can this be explained? coincidence?

He frowned and stood at the door for a long time, clueless.

"Jianzhi."

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Jiang Zhi: Those who have hurt her, you have to retaliate one by one, otherwise they think that no one in my home textile treasure will feel distressed.

President Gu: I'll give you the pen, you can write it!

Jiang Zhi: OK, let's have a **** scene first.

President Gu:...