Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【111 You are shit, I want it too】

Nangong Mo took out his pocket watch, glanced at it, and sighed, "Her grave is in another city far away. It's late at night, and I can't make it past."

Seeing his disappointed expression, Zhizhi couldn't bear it, "How about I take you there..."

"Even if I arrive tonight, it's already past the hour. Forget it, maybe she doesn't want to see me," Nangong Mo's forehead dripped with sweat, "Since she was born, because of my eyes, she has been ridiculed and ridiculed." Special treatment, otherwise she wouldn't have closed her eyes and bid farewell to me before she died."

"Why do you laugh at you?" I don't know, "There's nothing wrong with having special abilities. With your ability to predict, at least the Nangong family can avoid many mistakes in transactions."

His ability can be regarded as a treasure of the Nangong family.

Nangong Mo shook his head, "I didn't have this prophecy ability before. It was a strange ability that I suddenly had after the accident happened when I lost my legs. Besides..."

He paused, and said in a low voice, "No one else knows this ability except you and me."

Song Xiaozhi was shocked, "But you told me about your ability when you first met me, why are you so open to me?"

"Yeah." He pondered for a while, and his glazed eyes moved to her delicate and bright face, "I don't know, it's just...you have an inexplicable sense of familiarity to me."

Zhizhi frowned.

For her, the word "familiarity" was something she didn't want to hear from any of the three young masters of the Nangong family.

"Your yard is here, I should go too."

Zhizhi stopped walking, "I haven't been home for several days, I have to go home and have a look."

Maybe the stone has gone home to live.

Thinking of this, she was so frightened that she wanted to rush home to see her son without stopping!

"That's right, if you don't come home for a few days, the little one at home..." Nangong Moyou stopped talking, and said with a smile, "Then go back quickly, if you think it's too far away, you can drive my car."

"I can't owe you any more favors. I'll take a taxi home."

Zhizhi waved at him, turned around and quickened his pace, and his figure disappeared into the darkness...

Nangong Mo watched her back until she disappeared, then turned around in peace of mind, and walked slowly back to his villa.

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Zhizhi called Shishi while walking, but for some reason, it always reminded him to turn off the phone and couldn't get through.

She hastily left a message to Shitou, "Why didn't you answer the phone, where are you back? Shitou, you never turn off your phone, what happened, I miss you very much and worry about you—! Which bastard caught me!"

Before Zhizhi finished speaking, the phone was suddenly held by a big hand.

The man had great strength, grabbed her wrist and pushed her back, pressing her tightly against the wall.

He suppressed her struggle with one leg, and his deep voice resounded in the air, "Song Xiaozhi, which damn man are you calling again!"

There is only one man here who she can resist with a simple sneak attack, but she can't resist with strength.

"What are you doing!" Zhizhi stared at his angry handsome face, "Nangongjue, I'll sue you for sexual harassment for molesting women from good families on the road."

"Miss Song thought I would let you go so easily?"

He lowered his head, and exhaled warm breath on her neck, slightly scented with wine.

"Whether I'm going to do your business or not, what do you want to do when you stop me in the middle of the night!"

Her tone remained firm.

"What do I want to do, don't you know?"

As soon as Nangong Jue finished speaking, he bent his head to cover her lips, and kissed her hard...

Zhizhi struggled and couldn't move under his confinement.

She smelled the faint scent of wine from his body, her heart started to beat wildly, and after being kissed by him like this, her mind started to feel light and soft again, she fell into his arms and was at a loss...

Song Xiaozhi, do you want to be so worthless and enjoy being molested by a man who wants to get engaged?

Nangong Jue let go of her, his obsidian-like eyes were extremely bright, and whispered hoarsely: "You will be mine, only mine."

Zhizhi endured the hopeless throbbing of his chest, and spit out two words, "Shit!"

"You're shit and I want it too!"

"Nangongjue, you are the shit!"

"Song Xiaozhi, shut up!"

"Shit, shit, shit..."

He sealed her lips again, and kissed her until she was almost dead...

Song Xiaozhi stared at him, and he also stared at her.

It was the first time that Young Master Nangong was tortured by a woman and lost his mind and became insane.

The Killer Sheep was also helplessly entangled by a man for the first time, and his heart fluttered abnormally.

He stretched out his big hands to pick her up, threw her into the sports car behind him, sat on it, started the car and started to drive forward——

Zhizhi groaned and fell onto the passenger seat, got up and held the car door, sneered, "Master Nangong, do you think this car can trap me?"

"Miss Song", Nangong Jue's low threatening voice was very calm, "If you want to jump out of the car and escape, just try."

Before the words were finished, there was only a hum, and the car started quickly.

Xiaozhi leaned forward suddenly, and didn't have time to see how fast the scenery passing by on both sides was, only seeing the car flying forward like an arrow off the string!

She marveled.

Nangong Jue's speed is definitely not slower than hers.

Nangong Jue's driving skills are definitely better than hers.

She clings to the handrail, her hair is blown violently by the strong wind, the strong wind hits her face, choking her nose and mouth, making her cough unconsciously——

Nangong is absolutely crazy!

He's not driving a car for people to sit in!

Zhizhi screamed and roared, "Nangongjue, where are you taking me! Let me go—!"

Nangong Jue turned his head and glanced at her. In the night, his dark and cold eyes were very bright, "Are you still making trouble?"

She looked at Nangong Jue's cold and handsome face, which seemed to be enduring his anger, drowning in the dark night, and fell silent.

Song Xiaozhi, don't be as knowledgeable as a crazy domineering man.

Seeing that she was silent, Nangong Jue obediently leaned on the chair and stopped talking, then slowly slowed down the car, and finally stopped at a street corner.

Zhizhi saw the place where he stopped, "You...what did you send me here for?"

"Aren't you going home?" He turned off the engine, opened the door, and ordered, "Get out of the car."