Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【228 A dead man who doesn't understand style】

With such a dim light and such a small scar, Zhizhi really admires his eyesight.

She said: "Young master, you are so wise and decisive, wouldn't it be better to use your wisdom to guess?"

Nangong Jue raised his eyebrows immediately, the wound was clearly seen after it swelled up, with obvious round holes and needle marks, he knew who in the Lu family liked to wear dark needles for self-defense the most.

"Soaked in water?" He spoke angrily, "Why didn't you tell me that she plotted against you?"

As soon as you came, you hugged Lu Qianning so easily, will I be annoyed when I see it?

Zhizhi smiled silently, knowing that he had seen everything, and said in a calm tone: "A slap for a needle is actually not a disadvantage. The disadvantage is that some people in their hearts like to label me as arbitrary and reckless."

"There won't be a second time for such a thing." His face changed from cold to apologetic, and his brows became warmer. "In the future, if you have any grievances, please tell me in full."

Zhizhi looked at his face and asked herself in her heart, should she forgive him?

It's not that she doesn't blame Nangong Jue. She hopes to see him when she is in danger, and he is the name she calls out after waking up. She has never heard of him. She has been disappointed and angry, especially when she heard that he was with a woman from the Lu family. Sometimes, I complained even more.

But she understands better that when a woman becomes dependent on a man, it means that you have developed a sense of trust in him, and this sense of trust can easily evolve into so-called love.

Little Stone is connected by blood, and she has never felt dependent on other people.

There will be angry thoughts, she doesn't know if she has a slight dependence on Nangongjue...

But trust sublimated the moment he said these words.

After being silent for a while, the resentment in Miss Song's heart gradually faded, and she decided not to worry about this matter anymore.

Seeing that she was silent, the young master seemed to feel that the tone just now was too soft for the young master. Five seconds later, he added a strong six-character command, "Don't hide it from me."

Zhizhi glared at him angrily and wanted to give him extra points, but she lost all interest in these six-character orders.

She shook off his hand, "Your Nangong family is really unlucky. You only find grievances and injuries for me. When I was a sheep in the Killer League, I was invincible and no one dared to bully me."

Seeing the rare smile in her eyes, Nangong Jue stopped talking and followed her forward.

She went to the kitchen to cook, and seeing CEO Nangong pestering her like a fart, she didn't want to turn around and said, "Why don't you go back to sleep and follow me all the time!"

Young Master Nangong looked at her for a long time before he reminded him, "You haven't said to forgive me yet."

This dead man who doesn't understand style!

She didn't kill him, didn't she just not blame him?

Zhi opened the refrigerator and took out the eggs, turned on the fire, put the pot in, looked for oil... Then, he ignored President Nangong.

"Miss Song, you want me to repeat the sentence again?" The young master frowned like twists and turns, and said in a bad tone, "You should understand that I don't like repetition."

Zhizhi leaned on the stove, put his arms around his chest, smiled at him and said, "I just like to hear you repeat, what's wrong?"

This provocative tone, in the past, the CEO would have lost his temper.

But because someone was still apologetic, he snorted coldly and didn't continue to ask.

Zhizhi picked up the spatula and was about to make a simple fried egg, but when he got close to the pot, the thing in his hand was snatched——

"give me."

Nangong Jue snatched the spatula from her hand and the apron she was wearing, and ordered with a cold face, "Get out."

what……

Zhizhi looked at his ragged chest, dark face, and wearing an apron slowly, and really felt that this scene was so ridiculous that she felt like she was having a nightmare.

"President, will you... know how to do it?" Zhizhi asked worriedly, "I'm really hungry, and I don't want to be your guinea pig."

With a crackling sound, the eggs made a screeching sound in the hot oil, and the oily smoke filled the entire kitchen.

Seeing that Zhizhi was still standing in the room, the eldest young master became angry immediately, raised his head and pushed Zhizhi out mercilessly, angrily said: "Why the hell are you still here! Do you know that you can't see the oily smoke from the wound on your arm!"

Miss Song was pushed out in a daze——

Then, the kitchen door was slammed shut with a bang.

What kind of development is this?

Isn't she still angry with him? Isn't he still apologizing to himself? Why did he speak loudly to himself so quickly?

She fell——this man, he definitely didn't deserve training.

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Master Nangong is good at cooking. When Zhizhi eats the egg he fried for himself, he feels like eating a love breakfast with stones. It is sandwiched between toast and accompanied by a glass of milk. It is very delicious.

Song Xiaozhi didn't eat much all day, after finishing the supper on the table, he was full and sleepy again.

When she got up and was about to go back to her room to sleep, someone stopped her.

Young Master Nangong grabbed her hand in annoyance, raised his brows slightly and asked: "Miss Song, did you forget something?"

Ms. Song turned her head back, with a very hypocritical expression and a sincere tone, "Young Master, your craftsmanship is really good, you are really worthy of a famous teacher and a great apprentice."

The main thing is to praise her little stone.

Hearing this, Young Master Nangong's brows relaxed, he was happy, nodded and said: "I did it, of course you like it."

Miss Song resisted the twitching of her mouth, and nodded.

Young master, you were invincible when you were young.

The young master is extremely shameless when he is narcissistic.

"I heard the report when I got off the plane. The stone is on the island of the weapon manufacturing base of the Nangong headquarters." The young master stood up and packed his things and said in a low voice, "The headquarters is in a state of closed training and cannot contact the outside world. If you miss him, I will take you go."

Zhizhi felt that such occasional empathy was good, thought for a while and asked, "When are you going to leave?"

"you decide."

Ms. Song smiled, "I have too many injuries, let's take care of it for two days, that boy Shitou is too smart, I don't want him to know about my injuries."