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Zhizhi's left arm was itching and hurting all the time, and it was extremely uncomfortable. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and got up to leave.

Nangong Jue looked up at her and got up too.

Zhizhi went to the coffee table to pour water, and he walked over silently, standing behind her without speaking.

She finished drinking a glass of water, put it down, sighed silently, and walked towards the front of the room.

When she goes, he follows.

Wherever you go, follow wherever you go.

Song Xiaozhi entered his bedroom in the research room, and slammed the door shut with a bang. Nangongjue was blocked from the door. He subconsciously raised his hand and threw it at the door frame. When the hand wind was about to fall on the white wooden door, he stopped for a moment, abruptly Pull the arm back.

He stood in front of the door, motionless, his eyes fixed on the wooden door, motionless and silent.

Zhizhi locked the door, let out a long breath, and saw that the injured part of his arm was slightly red and swollen, and began to bulge, and felt that his body was itching more and more.

She went to the bathroom, put cold water, endured the pain, and put her injured arm in the water to relieve the itching.

Although this method can cause wound inflammation, it is the only way.

After soaking for more than half an hour, she felt that there was no strange feeling in her arm. She took out her arm and looked at it. Sure enough, the wound was swollen and began to inflame.

This is An Yi's place, every room has a medicine box, she walked to the bed, took out the medicine box and began to apply medicine for herself...

After applying a layer of anti-inflammatory medicine, put on pajamas, lie on the bed and close your eyes to sleep.

She likes to sleep when she is angry, at least she can decompress herself and forget a lot of hatred.

Maybe it was because she slept too much. She didn't sleep until noon the next day as expected, and woke up hungry at around two o'clock in the morning.

Walking to the window, opened the curtains, and saw that the bedroom of the villa opposite Nangong Jue seemed to have closed the curtains, and pulled his dry lips——

He really slept with peace of mind.

Zhizhi closed the curtains, walked to the door with big strides, turned the handle, and opened the wooden door.

In the silent night, there was a creaking sound of the door opening, and a slender and tall figure was cast on the ground, completely covering Miss Song...

She was dazed, and it took a long time to suppress her surprise, "What are you still doing here?"

Nangong Jue stared at her, Jingshi Yaoliang's black eyes were tightly locked on her, it seemed very difficult, but he said three words firmly, "I'm sorry..."

If sorry is useful, why do you need the police?

Excuse me, how much is it worth, can I eat and drink?

If everyone in this world has done something wrong before saying sorry, then can I kill you now and then say sorry to your corpse...

If this sentence is spoken by other people, Zhizhi can use at least N kinds of mocking sentence patterns to reply, but if it is placed here by Nangongjue, it will become silent...

Even if she didn't know Nangong Jue deeply, the two of them had stayed together close to each other for so long at least every day, and had had skin-to-skin contact. How could she not understand that this man must be saying sorry to someone for the first time.

His gaze has nothing to do with sincerity or not, because when you look up, what you see is focus.

Zhizhi struggled in his heart for a while, shook his head and said: "As you said, the matter of the Lu family is over, it is a matter between you and the Lu family, and has nothing to do with me. I can't bear these three words."

She wanted to close the door, but was blocked by Nangong Jue this time.

He took her hand from the doorknob, looked at her with tired eyes for a long while, and then said: "You only slashed me once, and you can continue if you don't understand the hatred."

Zhizhi raised his head, "Young Master Nangong, you are making me more like a villain by suffering for the Lu family like this?"

"This is for you." His eyes fell on the scars and bandages on her chest, waist, right leg, and shoulders under her pajamas. I, the last one to know, is me."

Zhizhi really wanted to calmly face him whispering these words to herself so seriously, but found that she couldn't calm down at all, even her heart was sour.

"You are my Nangongjue, my Miss Song, the only woman I have ever hugged, kissed, and possessed in my life, Nangongjue, and the person I Nangongjue should protect the most, but I let you disappear in front of me like this It's been a long time, I suffered such a serious injury." His voice was low and slow, "So, Miss Song, how could you just slash me and get rid of your hatred?"

Zhizhi seldom heard so many words from CEO Nangong. Although it was not very sensational, it warmed her heart a lot. She looked at him curiously, "If you were me, what would you do?"

"The easiest thing is to kill me." Nangongjue said seriously, "The Lu family has taken care of me since I was a child, and it is not an ordinary affection. I also... have suffered a great deal of harm to the Lu family because of an arms failure many years ago. Disaster, this is what I owe them, so I choose to forgive, I am the one who forgives them, if you can't forgive me, even if you kill me, it is normal."

Zhizhi was horrified, and when he looked at Nangong Jue, he felt that his tone of words was so serious.

She knew that Nangong Jue had always valued morality and affection, but she never thought that he also valued herself so much.

If you don't have weight in your heart, how can you say it so easily?

She had heard Nangong Jue claiming to herself so many times that he was his person, but this time she felt the most serious.

Some people don't understand love, but once they recognize it, they will lose their lives.

She hooked her head and let go of the hand holding the doorknob. After thinking for a moment, she said in a low voice, "Dare I kill you? If I kill you, Mr. Nangong will be the one who wants me all over the world."

At the same time, I was lamenting in a low voice in my heart——

Kill him, can she do it?

Zhizhi's stomach growled twice, and the hunger struck him again, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him, "Why are you staying in front of my door if you don't go back to sleep so late, since when did you get used to being the door god, young master, why don't you let me go?" open."

But when she pushed him, Nangong Jue pulled her hand violently, his eyes suddenly became cold, "What's the matter with the arm?"

He remembered that before arriving at Lu's house, there was still only a shallow scab on this arm, why is it purple and bruised now?

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