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Chapter 127 [128] The house should be demolished

Chapter 127 [120] Let the house be demolished-
After hearing this, Zhu Jiujing nodded in satisfaction, and pointed at Zhu Yuan. Zhu Yuan leaned over like a kitten, and he held her by the waist, and the two of them went upstairs affectionately.

The servant who came in to clear the table asked in a low voice, "Aunt Wen, what do you mean, sir...?"

Wen Ji pursed her lips, and it was rare that she was in a good mood to talk more with the people under her command. If this was normal, she would have frowned and replied: Do your job well, don't worry too much!
This time, she squinted her eyes and looked at the direction where the two left. "Don't you understand what Ma'am means? The mistress of Zhu's family, the wife of Master Jiu, wait for the news! It is estimated that tomorrow will be full of storms!" "

The servant exclaimed: "You mean, Master Jiu will marry her?"

Wen Ji nodded slowly, "Didn't you see where the ring is on my wife's hand? The ring finger... Guess Jiu Ye has already proposed."

The servant was puzzled after hearing this, but he didn't dare to speak out.

Didn't Miss Zhu offend Master Jiu?Master Jiu was still fighting at that time, why didn't he hear the news for several months, and when he came back, he was his wife?

Amazing!
Great!
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After Zhu Jiujing and Zhu Yuan went up to the third floor, Zhu Yuan hesitated at the door of his bedroom. Zhu Jiujing noticed her little trick, and suggested with downcast eyes, "Change the room?"

After all, the two of them had great unhappiness in this room. Those 30-odd hours were not only Zhu Yuan's nightmare, but also Zhu Jiujing's nightmare?
Although he was the perpetrator, in the countless nights after the incident, he dreamed of Zhu Yuan's empty and hopeless eyes, and when he saw it, he felt particularly irritable.
Zhu Yuan thought for a while and finally shook his head, and walked in first.

"Don't worry about it. If you choose the bed, you won't be able to sleep well if you change the room. Let's do it!"

Zhu Yuan seems to have become accustomed to making concessions to him. He is happy and comfortable in everything, and it doesn't matter what happens to him.

When Zhu Jiujing saw her like this, he bent his eyes and smiled, stepped forward and hugged her, turned around and left the original bedroom, and changed to the innermost room at the end of the corridor.

In fact, the largest room on the third floor is the innermost one, and this should be the master bedroom.

It's just that he feels that it doesn't matter how big or small a person sleeps in. If he is too big, he will feel a little empty, so he has been living in that relatively small bedroom.

He bowed his head and said to Zhu Yuan: "Habits are formed over time, and we will live in this room in the future."

Zhu Yuan's heart was instantly moved, and he had long forgotten the hurts he had suffered.

Zhu Jiujing put her on the bed, and when she got up, she wanted to help Zhu Jiujing untie his tie, and wait for him to change his clothes as before.

Zhu Jiujing held her hand, stopped the movement of her hand, and asked in a hoarse voice: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Zhu Yuan looked at him and asked inexplicably, "What's the problem?"

"Are you still angry? So you don't want to move back?"

Zhu Yuan's eyes dodged a little, and he replied in a normal tone: "Hey, what am I doing!
No, not because of this. "

Zhu Jiujing squinted her eyes and didn't mean to let her go, "Why is that?"

Because of what?
Zhu Yuan didn't know herself, if she had really wanted to pack it tonight, as Zhu Jiujing thought.

but……

This time, he suddenly hesitated.

In fact, it's not sad, it's just an excuse I made to continue loving him!

Such a degree of injury, or to atone for other women, how could it not be sad?

After all, there was a gap in my heart, and it seemed to be quite deep this time.

She made up an excuse to fool her, "There is a saying in our hometown that unmarried men and women cannot live together for a long time, this is not good.

Besides, it's too far away from where I work. It's convenient to have a car, but time is spent on the road. When we get married officially, won't it be the same if I move here? "

"Do you think I'm joking when I put a ring on you in front of so many people?"

Zhu Jiujing's expression showed no joy or anger, but in his light tone, Zhu Yuan could hear the meaning of displeasure.

She quickly explained: "I didn't think so, Lord Jiu, please give me some more time! Will it work?"

Is this not enough to understand?

He said he was not angry, but there was a gap in his heart. He was so excited to marry him just now, but now he is so unwilling to face himself.

Zhu Jiujing stared at her for a few seconds, didn't say anything, and walked to the bathroom while untying his tie, leaving her where she was, looking a little lonely.

She took a deep breath, patted her cheeks with both hands, and cheered up: "Yes, you can!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Zhu Yuan walked over to open the door. Wen Ji stood outside the door, and said respectfully to Zhu Yuan with a smile: "Last time, my wife left a lot of clothes in a hurry, and the pajamas and slippers have been washed. Once it's clean, I'll bring it to you."

Zhu Yuan looked at the wine-red nightgown in her arms, and looked back at the direction of the bathroom. There was the sound of water, she reached out to take it, and asked, "Aunt Wen, which bathroom is available?"

"Every guest room has it, shall I take you there?"

Zhu Yuan smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Wen Ji knew why Zhu Yuan was so short of time, and he wanted to find the bathroom because he just wanted to talk to her!
As soon as the door was closed, Zhu Yuan raised the corners of his mouth. The two of them were on their way to another room, Zhu Yuan asked, "How is the fourth floor now?"

Wen Ji told the truth: "The house has been demolished, and now it's vacant, and I don't know what it's going to be used for."

After hearing this, Zhu Yuan sneered a little, and asked, "Master Jiu doesn't go upstairs anymore, does he?"

Wen Ji nodded with a smile, and replied with a guilty tone: "That's natural.

Ma'am, you have suffered.

I know you are doing it for the good of Master Jiu, last time... hey! "

"Don't mention the past, as long as the result is good.

Since Lord Jiu doesn't go up often, you help me spread rice on the floor of that house. If there is anything unusual and I'm not at home, please call me in time and tell me. Remember to leave my phone number when the time comes. "

"Okay, I will definitely go and see it myself every day."

Rice is something to ward off evil spirits, since Zhu Yuan ordered it, she must have her reasons.

This matter can not be sloppy!

When Zhu Yuan and Wen Ji passed by the original master bedroom, she stood at the door and thought for a few seconds, then said with a cold face: "Tomorrow, demolish this room! Help me reinstall the cloakroom."

Wen Ji was taken aback, and nodded repeatedly.

Zhu Jiujing bestowed the status of Mrs. Zhu Yuan, so naturally she would not ask too much, and there was no need to ask Master Jiu about such a trivial matter.

Wen Ji understood even more in her heart that as long as the wife dared to speak, she would dare to bear the consequences.

Then she doesn't need to talk too much to offend Zhu Yuan, just do everything according to her will.
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(End of this chapter)

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