Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【266 For Nangong Mo】

"Boss, go back to your ward. You have only had a gunshot wound for a few days. If you don't take a good rest, it will only delay the recovery time."

"Okay, let's prepare for the manpower. Don't delay in preparing to transport the ore to the Nangong headquarters in these two days."

"Boss, we don't have a permission order from Master Nangong, and our names are not on the permission list. Even if we bring the young master with us, we won't be able to enter or even be attacked." Ji Yu said worriedly, "I'm afraid... Sometimes the people in the organization will be seriously injured and still be kept out of the door."

"Let's get ready first."

Nangong Mo pondered, and ordered in a soft voice, "I will find a way to solve it."

Ji Yu went out, and the room became silent again.

Zhizhi felt that Nangong Mo seemed to stand up, walked to the side of the bed, bent down, brushed her bangs away, and touched her cheek with slender and moist fingertips.

The gentle and warm touch lingered wantonly on her skin. When Zhizhi was considering whether to open his eyes, his voice was very close and clear, "This time, can you stay?"

The corner of Zhizhi's mouth trembled slightly, her fingers clenched the corner of the quilt tightly and did not move.

She didn't know if he knew that she was pretending to sleep, but she could feel that his gaze was always on her face...

Zhizhi stubbornly didn't open her eyes and didn't move. She didn't know how long this stalemate lasted. She only heard Nangong Mo sigh softly, got up, opened the door, and walked out.

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The bandage on Lu Qianning's arm had been removed, and she was wearing a simple suspender pajamas, but it was still difficult to hide the large and small bruises and beating marks on her body. She walked slowly to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, stared at Looking at the man's sleeping face, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Could this man whom she had looked up to for a long time really belong to her?

Both the grandfather and the old lady have agreed to get engaged. This man, who is as noble as a god and has never stopped her desire even with such indifference, will be her husband...

It is no longer looking secretly, no longer looking up from a dark corner, no longer looking at the back of him and his sister walking side by side, feeling humble and never able to catch up.

Nangong Jue, she never dared to call him by his name like this, and every time she called him Big Brother Nangong, her heart trembled a few times.

She is not ugly, and she has many suitors. He is the only man who may give her such heart palpitations that cannot be stopped.

"Nangong..." She wanted to call him by his name, but the moment his sharp cold eyes opened, her lips trembled and she changed the address, "Brother Nangong, are you awake?"

Nangong Jue opened his eyes and saw the woman sitting beside the bed, his brows suddenly tightened, his face was covered with frost, "Who allowed you to come in?"

Lu Qianning stretched out her palm and said in a low voice, "Madam gave me the key to your room, and asked me to come in and wake Brother Nangong to get up."

"Get out", without any extra tone, he closed his eyes again, "When I open my eyes again, I don't want to see you again."

Lu Qianning sat without moving, and said in a very low voice, "Brother Nangong, I know you don't like me because of Ms. Song's matter, and I came here for no purpose, just thinking, after all these years, sister's I accompanied you, Big Brother Nangong, on the day of death, so it should be the same today, right?"

Nangong Jue slowly opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling, there was a little sentimentality on his indifferent face.

The anniversary of Lu Lan's death is the day he remembers most clearly every year.

Now, someone needs to be reminded.

From last night to now, his mind is full of the face of the woman named Song Xiaozhi and the back view of her leaving with Nangong Mo...

She followed Nangong Mo, half for the mine and half for Lu Lan, how could he not be clear!

He never thought of forgetting Lu Lan, after all, he had lived and died for 20 years, and there was only such a woman by his side.

He could eat and sleep with Lu Lan, and even bathed in a river in an emergency, but he wouldn't have any distracting thoughts.

Lu Lan once said, Ah Jue, I know you must not be a gentleman, but for 20 years you have neither touched me nor visually insulted me, not even half of it, you must be gay.

When she said this, he was not angry at all, he just looked at her coldly and said, Lu Lan, the problem is with you, you are not a woman.

Lu Lan was not angry either, and patted him on the shoulder and laughed, saying that my mother, I really wish I were a man, at least my chances of winning would be increased by [-]% in a fight.

But when he heard Song Xiaozhi say that he likes men, he became angry, extremely angry, and had the urge to hold this woman in his arms and warn him that if he talked nonsense, he would hug you!

This is the difference.

friendship, love.

But today, he didn't even remember the most important day for him.

Forget it... Lu Lan.

He thought maybe he should say sorry in front of Lu Lan's grave, which he never said easily, but he could imagine that Lu Lan shrugged his shoulders indifferently and replied to him, get out, don't be like a woman.

This is Lu Lan, the Lu Lan in his memory.

Nangong Jue turned his eyes and set his indifferent pupils on Lu Qianning.

She and Lu Lan really look alike, at least seven to eight points. In the past, he hardly remembered what she looked like. He just took a look at Lu Lan when he introduced her as his younger sister. This was the first time he looked at Lu Qianning directly.

She has the same haircut as Lu Lan, and has similar eyebrows, height, and skin color, but even so, the charm and eyebrows are completely different.

Lu Lan is not so cowardly, nor would she look at herself with this kind of gaze.

"My sister never likes to be late," Lu Qianning said softly, and smiled bitterly, "In the past, my sister woke up at exactly nine o'clock every day. Every year, Brother Nangong must arrive at my sister's grave at nine o'clock. This year, isn't it? Is it the same?"

Nangongjue stood up, glanced at the grandfather clock, and said quietly, "Go and change."

At the very least, say goodbye to old friends.

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After Nangong Mo left, Song Xiaozhi got up to find Han Ze, asked about the inspection of Little Stone, and after confirming that nothing happened, he borrowed a car from Han Ze and drove straight to Nangong Villa.

When the butler saw her, he seemed surprised, but he still said, "Miss Song is back."

"I'm here to find the eldest young master." She cast her eyes on Nangongjue's villa, walked over quickly without further questioning.

She walked such a familiar road so many times, only this time, it was a bit difficult.

She walked to the glass door in front of the living room, looked up, and happened to see Nangong Jue's bedroom door open, and Lu Qianning came out of his bedroom, wearing thin pajamas, with a slightly red face.

Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, his chest felt as if a bottomless abyss had been dug open, his mind went blank, and the soles of his feet seemed to be nailed to a stake, as if he could not move at all.

She took a difficult step forward, and the glass door swung open. She raised her legs and walked in slowly.

Standing upstairs, Lu Qianning obviously saw Zhizhi coming in. She looked back at the bedroom she came out of, raised her foot, walked downstairs slowly, stood in front of Zhizhi, and asked with a smile: "Come to find Nangong Brother?"

Zhi Zhiqiang pulled out a smile, "Miss Lu is self-aware and understands that I am not here to find you."

Lu Qianning raised her eyebrows and looked at her. Without any extra words, she said a few words clearly, "Brother Nangong and I, as you can see, are already engaged."

Zhizhi stood at the same place, her expression unchanged, and the corner of her mouth was still the smile she just pulled out. She raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "Then congratulations to Ms. Lu for the success of her substitute plan, and I wish you happiness."

Lu Qianning frowned and said, "We have already won."

Zhizhi looked at Lu Qianning with extremely indifferent eyes, and shook his head, "Forget it, Miss Lu, Nangong Jue, I don't want it."

Lu Qianning's expression changed drastically, and he shouted angrily, "Get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way."

"I've only heard that good donkeys don't bark," Zhizhi turned sideways to let her pass, "Good man, don't block wild dogs."

Lu Qianning gritted her teeth, bypassed Song Xiaozhi, went back to her guest room, and slammed the door hard.

Zhizhi walked to the sofa, sat down, poured himself a cup of hot tea, sipped it slowly, smelled the lingering fragrance of tea, looked ahead and said nothing.

When she finished drinking a cup of tea, there was a door opening sound from above.

The footsteps were obviously stagnant.

Zhizhi put down the cup and smiled slightly upwards. Nangongjue stood in the distance and looked at her deeply. No change.

But after a day of separation, Zhizhi only feels as if a lifetime has passed, her mood changes drastically, and her relationship is in a dilemma.

Nangongjue walked over with big strides, and stood in front of Zhizhi all the way, bowed his head to look at her, his voice was as deep as a bell, mellow and slightly hoarse, "Miss Song, you're back."

Zhizhi got up, shook her head slightly, "I can't come back."

Nangong Jue's heart was hurt by the blade, looking at her isolated gaze, he asked in a low voice: "Nangong Mo's place, you've been lingering on it, haven't you?"

When she thought of Lu Qianning coming out of his room, she silently shook her head without saying anything.

Nangong despaired of her, and the mourning flashed in his eyes was clearly evident, and it took a long while before he returned to his usual indifference.

He thought of the futile investigation of Rose Garden because of the long time, and facing the person concerned, he still asked directly: "Eight years ago, why did you live in Rose Garden?"

Zhizhi glanced at him and said clearly, "For Nangong Mo."

(Thanks to QQ471552285 for giving away the silent gold medal, and 15304043165 for giving the silent red envelope, ^_^)