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Chapter 3191 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1753 Make up for your frightened little heart.

2 years and 122 days.

852 days, 852 text messages.

The fingers holding the phone trembled for some reason.

The surrounding air seemed to be sucked away, the oxygen became thinner and thinner, and it was gradually difficult to even breathe. She stuffed the phone back into his pocket almost in a panic, got up and ran out in a hurry.

It was like discovering a secret that shouldn't be discovered, as if he would lose his life because of this secret at any time. After staying outside for a long time, his heart still beat chaotically and violently.

Until a black umbrella was propped above her head to block the pattering rain, she looked up and saw that he had already bent down in front of her, and raised his hand to help her wipe the rain from her face: "Sit here do what?"

Let yourself be calm and calm.

Ji Zhizhi frowned, and said dryly, "It's a bit hot, come out to cool off."

After a pause, she suddenly raised her head, her wet eyes were extraordinarily clear and bright in the dark night: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Ah."

Ji Zhizhi looked at him, his lips moved, and when he reached the tip of his tongue, he couldn't say anything.

"Forget it, it's okay."

She got up and took the umbrella from him: "Go upstairs, the doctor said you are too tired and need to rest."

The moment she got up, Ji Zichuan suddenly raised his hand and pressed her shoulder: "Zhizhi."

"Ok?"

"if……"

Ji Zhizhi waited for a long time, but didn't wait for the words behind the "if".

Shrugged: "Forget it, let's not talk anymore, it's awkward! Go back, you have a good rest first."

Ji Zichuan closed his eyes, and seemed to let out a low sigh, but he didn't speak any more, and went upstairs with her.

If I was a little more selfish and irresponsible, would you still like me?

If I already wanted Yaoyao, would you still want me?

If if.

Why do you say this if?
He watched her grow up since she was a child. She has a strong temper and can't hold a grain of sand in her eyes. How could she still like him and want him...

……

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, and the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Ji Zichuan closed the book in his hand, glanced sideways, and the caller ID showed Nanmoshang.

His pupils tightened suddenly, and he stared at the three words for a while, then he suddenly raised his hand to pick up the phone, opened it to answer.

The man's voice was usually lazy and sexy: "Wait for me at home, it will pass in a while, and I brought you a lot of delicious food, to make up for your frightened little heart."

Ji Zichuan frowned, fiddled with the magazine on the quilt carelessly: "She is taking a bath, do you want me to leave a message for you?"

"..."

After a strange silence, Nan Moshang gave a low chuckle inexplicably: "Ji Zichuan?"

"uh-huh."

"What are you going to find my fiancee behind your girlfriend's back?"

The man asked without answering, "What do you say?"

"Are you my marionette? You do what I say?"

The bathroom door was opened, Ji Zhizhi came out wiping his hair, and glanced at him: "Who are you calling?"

"A client."

Ji Zichuan took back the phone when she wasn't paying attention, hung up the phone, turned it off, and put it back on the table.

"You can go back after resting here for another day."

Ji Zhizhi stood in front of the mirror and wiped his hair, with a casual tone: "Tell my parents not to worry, I will take care of myself."

(End of this chapter)