Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【234 The So-Called Romance ([-])】

Zhizhi closed the door, sat on a chair and had lunch. After lunch in 10 minutes, she turned on the computer and began to read manga. She found Hokage, which she hadn't read for a long time, and began to read it seriously. It happened that Kakashi died. Words, crying like a tearful person...

When she was crying hard, the door was pushed open.

Zhizhi turned her head and saw that the CEO paused for a moment, then saw her bursting into tears, then quickly walked over, held her shoulder and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Zhizhi pointed to the computer, hugged Nangongjue's waist and cried and cried...

When Nangongjue turned his head and saw the weird characters in the two-dimensional space on the computer, the corners of his mouth twitched angrily.

His woman——was crying for a man who didn't exist in this world!

Besides, this was the first time he saw her cry, and she was crying so heartbroken.

And this Konoha Organization, this Kakashi... this woman named Sheep, obviously used to play him like a monkey!

The young master is angry, really angry!

Want to get angry, but can't yell.

She cries so sad.

He couldn't bear to shout.

Zhizhi hugged his waist, wiped his tears and snot all over his body, took a tissue and blew a lot of snot beautifully, and said with a sob: "You are not Kakashi-sama, you go away!"

Depend on!For the first time, the CEO was so angry that he wanted to swear!

He raised his hand, turned off the computer at once, dragged Zhizhi directly onto the bed, and she almost died of breath when he rushed to kiss her, and said in a suppressed voice: "If you dare to mention other men, don't do it for other men." cry."

Zhizhi, who was originally heartbroken, was angry enough to be kissed so forcefully by him, and then saw him forcefully shut down her computer, and didn't allow her to think about one of her favorite two-dimensional characters, so she raised her eyebrows. Pushing him angrily, "You like to order people, you like to force people, dare you not be so domineering, dare you not be so annoying!"

Nangong Jue froze for a moment, "You hate me?"

She stopped and said nothing.

Nangong Mo looked at her hand, saw that her wrist was a little red from being grabbed by him, and immediately apologized all over his face——

He looked at his hands, stood up, and sat up.

There were only two women in his life, one was Lu Lan and the other was her.

Training together with Lu Lan, doing life and death missions together, there is trust between each other who can give their backs to each other. Although they have been married since childhood, the two have never talked about love, never held hands, never kissed , the closest contact is just a hug to encourage each other before the mission leaves.

He has never gotten along with a woman like this before. His tough tone and domineering style are his habits of treating others, and he never changes because of anyone.

He doesn't know what is gentle, what is considerate.

In the past, even a smile rarely appeared on his face.

Now, she says she hates herself like this.

He was angry, angry with himself, more partly dazed.

This time when she was separated, she was hurt, and as he knew, he had already accumulated a lot of shame. Now that such words came out of her mouth, he suddenly became damned at a loss.

He didn't know how to deal with——

Such a woman I care about very much...

Zhizhi just spoke angrily for a while, without much meaning, but saw that he had been silent all this time, and wanted to explain.

Just when he was about to speak, Nangong Jue stood up and left with a calm face.

When Zhizhi got out of bed and walked out, he saw that he had gone somewhere, not in the president's office...

Picking up the phone to call Nangong Jue, the phone turned off after a dozen calls.

She stared at her phone for a moment...

Well, she accidentally said a little bit too much when she was heartbroken for Kakashi, but Nangong Jue's ability to bear it must not be weak, so she wouldn't be hit by such a few words, right?

Ms. Song summed it up, and finally thought that the young master had an inexplicable convulsion again, so she turned the door and walked out of the president's office without caring...

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Along the azure coastline of Bali, a dark gray classic car came and parked beside the beach.

A middle-aged man with pale temples came out from the inside. When he saw the slim figure standing in front of the beach and looking into the distance, he walked over, bowed and smiled and said, "Is it Miss Lu's family?"

Lu Qianning turned her head, glanced at the strange man, with doubts on her face, "Who are you?"

"I am Madam's housekeeper. Madam has been chatting with old friends for the past few days, and she will fly back tomorrow. After Madam received a call from Master Lu, she sent me to take you, Miss Lu, to Madam's villa first. Don't neglect me. "

Lu Qianning nodded, walked to the car, opened the door, and saw that there were indeed old lady Nangong's favorite things on the car, she was relieved, she got into the car, and saw that the leather seats in the car were already a little It was damaged, and I was puzzled, "Mr. Steward, it's time for the old lady to change the car."

The butler nodded, "Miss Lu, don't you know this car?"

Lu Qianning suddenly realized, "I remembered, this is a modified car made by my sister. That year when my sister was in danger, Brother Nangong drove this car to rescue my sister. When I came back, this car was almost dead. It’s scrapped, but I didn’t expect the old lady to keep it.”

"Madam misses the old days, and all the things that Miss Lan left at Nangong's house are kept intact in Madam's villa."

When Lu Qianning heard this, a faint smile appeared on her lips.

What grandpa said was indeed right. The one who treats her sister the best in this world, and the one who misses her the most, even the Lu family can't compare, is Mrs. Nangong.

The car passed a sharp bend, the body tilted, Lu Qianning couldn't help but turned sideways, and her broken arm accidentally hit the car door.

"Ah!" She frowned, subconsciously and impatiently glared at the butler who was driving, but she endured it and didn't make a sound.

The butler turned his face and was full of apology, "I'm sorry, Miss Lu, is the speed too fast?"

"It's not a problem," Lu Qianning shook her head and laughed, "It just happened to hurt my arm and hit it, it's okay."

The butler still slowed down, sighing inwardly.

The habit of driving fast that I developed in those three years, I still can't get rid of it now.

Although the old lady is used to it, she still neglected the guests. He, an untrained housekeeper, is becoming more and more unqualified.

"Mr. Butler, how long will it be?"

"Miss Lu wait a moment, it will take about ten minutes." The old lady told her to treat Miss Lu's family well, and the housekeeper replied with a smile.

Lu Qianning hummed not without concern, and her eyes fell on a long-ago photo placed on the side corner of the car door——

The valiant older sister, the indifferent and indifferent elder brother Nangong, and himself looking up at them with a doll behind his back...

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Zhizhi still couldn't find Nangong Jue, so she decided to give up and go back to Nangong Villa.

When she got off the elevator, she happened to meet three people from the security department who were off work. The three were very kind and happy when they saw her, and they dragged her to have a few drinks.

Although he had already had lunch, he still felt irresistible under the hospitality. Zhizhi sat down with them in the restaurant, ate something, drank a lot of wine before leaving——

They tried their best to persuade the future president's wife to drink, and they were very impatient when they found out.

It took more than an hour to finish a meal.

Drinking and unable to drive, she took a taxi home.

After entering the villa, she didn't go back to the research room directly, but went directly to the place where Nangongjue lived to find him. As soon as she stepped into the villa, Zhizhi was stunned...

It's been a long time since she came here... How did it become such a virtue here?

The living room is filled with balloons of various colors, and the letters of I LOVE YOU are placed on the middle table with various trinkets. The dim orange lights are dim, and soft music is playing gracefully in the room. The white dining table is covered with Scottish tablecloths. Candles are burning on the white candlesticks, and a formally dressed chef is standing at the table, preparing freshly fried steak...

At this time, accompanied by the sound of music, Nangongjue came down from the second floor. Zhizhi looked up and saw him, took two steps back in astonishment, and stared round at the man who was slowly coming down the stairs...

The chief executive's usual dressing preferences, except black, is still black, always a cold and monotonous color.

The most variable is dark black and light black.

Now, he changed out of the cold and hard-lined suit, and put on a double-row light gray vest with a white shirt. The buttons of the shirt were not properly buttoned, and he unbuttoned the third button casually. Meticulous and uncluttered as usual, the lines are soft, and the thin bangs hang down on the forehead. Although it covers a bit of the usual coldness, it still exudes an awkward aura of intimacy, but the whole complements each other. The entire European aristocracy stands in front of people——

Zhizhi restrained her astonishment, saw him go downstairs, and picked up a large handful of things on the sofa, red, gorgeous... roses.

According to visual inspection, there are about nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers...

Knowing fantasy, petrification and convulsions, all the thunder sensations come together.

What's the situation?

Nangong absolutely crazy?

Crazy is not light.

Is it time to get medical treatment, ah ah ah ah!

(Thanks to the old Xiongpi for presenting the silent gold medal, okay~~~╭(╯3╰)╮)