How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3108 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1670 Hit if you don't like it, can you control it?

Ji Zhizhi tossed and tossed all night. He was already on fire, but now he was caught by him for a while and taught him a lesson. Gradually, he couldn't control his temper, and looked at him with a cold face: "My own body, what kind of clothes do I want to wear?" Do I need to report to you? Are you my boyfriend or my brother?"

In a word, the temperature in the car dropped below zero in an instant.

The frost on the man's chiseled handsome face thickened layer by layer, and the gaze he stared at her was colder than ever before.

Ji Zhizhi closed his eyes and ignored him, tightened his coat and closed his eyes to rest.

Speechless all the way.

After returning home, Ji Zhizhi went upstairs directly. Ji Yaoyao habitually lay down on the bed and read her comic books. When she saw her coming back, she glanced at her: "Where did you fool around? You came back so late?"

After a pause, he suddenly got up again: "Is that brother Zichuan's suit on you?"

Ji Zhizhi didn't bother to talk to her, and went straight to the bathroom without stopping.

After taking a shower and coming out, Ji Yaoyao still knelt on the bed in the same position she had when she entered, glaring at her angrily.

Ji Zhizhi wiped his wet hair and sat down carelessly on the bed. After a while, the maid came and knocked on the door, holding a cup of steaming ginger soup: "Young master asked me to bring this to you to get rid of the cold."

She glanced at it, raised her chin and pointed to the table: "Put it there."

The maid put it down and warned: "The young master told you to drink it while it's hot. It won't work if it's cold."

"understood."

The maid wanted to say something more, but seeing that her face was cold and in a bad mood, she didn't continue talking and went out silently.

"I asked you something! Did that dress belong to brother Zichuan?! Where did you go with brother Zichuan tonight?!" Behind him, Ji Yaoyao began to lose his temper.

Ji Zhizhi casually threw the towel aside, picked up the ginger soup, blew on it, and took a sip slowly.

Before his lips left the edge of the soup bowl, his body was suddenly pushed heavily from behind the person, and a bowl of boiling ginger soup was poured directly into the bathrobe from the neckline by inertia.

She gasped, stood up abruptly, untied the bathrobe and threw it aside, but it was still unavoidable that a large area was burned red, and it was hot and painful.

Ji Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, she probably didn't expect that her angry push would cause her to be burned, and after being bored for a while, she stammered, "Who told you to ignore me..."

'Snapped--'

A sudden slap in the face, cruel and accurate, Ji Yaoyao's face was turned sideways, and a red mark appeared on her white and tender face in the blink of an eye.

……

The girl's earth-shattering cries spread throughout the huge villa, Ji Zichuan in the study rushed over first, and saw Ji Yaoyao kneeling on Ji Zhizhi's bed crying heartbreakingly.

Ji Zhizhi was facing away from him, and his movements looked like he was fastening the belt of a bathrobe.

"what happened?"

He frowned, walked over a few steps, and saw a red mark on half of Yaoyao's white and tender face, and then his eyes fell on Ji Zhizhi: "Did you hit her?"

Ji Zhizhi ignored him, turned around and was about to leave, but the man clasped his arm with one hand: "Why did you hit her?"

She raised her eyes and sneered at him with a sneer: "I hit him if I like it, and if I don't like it, can you control me?"

"Ji Zhizhi!!!" The voice suddenly became heavy.

"Does it hurt?"

Ji Zhizhi shook his hand away forcefully: "If you feel distressed, please comfort your baby sister quickly, don't waste time forcing me to say sorry, I'm not interested!"

(End of this chapter)