exclusive marriage

Chapter 252 Zuocheng Completely Defeated (1)
This matter is unresolved, and if it is not handled properly, something serious will happen.

Uncle Jin knew very well that there is no limit to how much his master loves his wife, so he naturally put the young lady first, and quickly said, "I'll be cut off and sent away."

"Need not."

Zuo Cheng smiled lightly, his eyes were soaked in black ink, a little cold, but he had a casual smile, cold and charming.

"Eh?" Uncle Jin was stunned, where did this song come from? If the woman was really sent away, the young lady would not be angry?

Suddenly, Zuo Cheng over there sighed: "Will she be angry?"

It seems that she looks good when she is angry... Zuo Cheng sketched a picture of a woman who is jealous and arrogant.

Uncle Jin staggered slightly, raised his eyes, and was even more confused: "Huh?"

It's really strange, I miss my wife the most on weekdays, what happened today?
Is it...

Uncle Jin's brain twitched, and he was almost shocked by his own thoughts.

So it was intentional, what is this called, Tsundere!
Uncle Jin clicked his tongue, a little speechless, his omnipotent young master is actually so 'childish'.

It seems... the young lady is usually not very fond of that mouthful: jealous.

It was rare for Uncle Jin to be unconstrained, and Zuo Cheng said again: "Shanghai Zuo Wing needs a lobby manager, let Manager Zhang prepare."

Uncle Jin nodded superficially, gritted his teeth and suppressed a smile, thinking to himself, this manager has good luck, and got promoted by mistake.

Going back to [-]:[-] p.m., Zuocheng said, "That Manager Zhang, let him go to Lingdong Island, there is a lack of a manager there." 'after.

Do you still think Manager Zhang is lucky?

Sure enough, a person can be hit by a pie while standing, and can be hit by a bullet while lying down.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Zuo Cheng returned to the hotel. He came back late for the first time in Jiangnan for several days.

When Zuo Cheng returned to the suite with a handsome face, the woman was nestling on the sofa, holding a book, reading intently, Zuo Cheng approached, but she didn't look up, Zuo Cheng was not very pretty in the first place His handsome face is even uglier.

"Deep summer."

With a muffled shout, Zuo Cheng sat on the sofa and did not pull the woman into his arms to kiss as usual.

"Ah."

The woman did not look up, and continued to be fascinated by the book in her hand.

As handsome as Zuo Cheng, there is no comparison to a book.

"Deep summer." The voice became even more dull.

The woman didn't even hum this time, and turned a page of the book in her hand.

Zuo Cheng's eyes froze, a layer of ice formed, and a pair of hands that were flushed from clenching tightly blocked the woman's book.

Frowning, the woman raised her head and looked at Zuo Cheng. His handsome face was so cold that there was a sense of distance.

The man is angry!
She was puzzled: "Huh?" After thinking about it, she added, "I'm back."

Only then did I come back, and it’s been a long time since I’ve been back.

Stretching out his hand, Zuo Cheng pulled the woman into his arms, leaned over and grabbed her lips without any explanation, biting and sucking fiercely, the usual pity was less, and more sullen and domineering.

The woman frowned and pushed, her delicate nose wrinkled: "Drink?"

Sure enough, her nose is very good.

Zuo Cheng laughed a little, and hugged the woman: "Drink a few drinks at noon."

The woman in his arms was very thin, and he felt a little clenched when he hugged him. Zuo Cheng thought that he must take good care of her.

The woman seems to like the book in her hand very much, she still holds it, flipping through the book from time to time, looking up at Zuo Cheng from time to time, and saying a few words from time to time: "It's a bit late today."

The taste of perfunctory, Zuo Cheng inexplicably heard such a subconscious.

A certain person's handsome face was a little broken, and he said perfunctorily: "There are many things in the company."

After a pause, she looked at the book in her hand for a moment, then raised her eyes again: "Have you eaten yet?"

With a casual tone, Zuo Cheng frowned and pursed his lips, which was a sign of displeasure.

"No."

Her eyes fell on the book, and she answered him: "Me neither, we will be together later."

"Ah."

Zuo Cheng's face turned pale, and he lowered his head, only seeing Xuan on the top of the woman's head, and a really dazzling book.

Without further ado, Zuo Cheng intercepted her book.

"Huh?" She frowned delicately, suddenly and suddenly.

Zuo Cheng's eyes are like a deep well in winter without moonlight.

He is angry?The woman scratched her hair, what's wrong?
Seeing the little woman's frowning face, her long eyelashes trembling, her heart felt itchy and soft, and she reached out to grab the woman's hand that had ravaged her hair: "You don't have anything to ask me?"

Uncle Jin who had just walked to the door staggered for a long time, stretched his eyes on the bridge of his nose, the corners of his mouth twitched, and twitched again, as if he was holding back a laugh.

My young master, can't hold back anymore?

Suddenly, Zuo Cheng's deep and far-sighted eyes flickered, and Uncle Jin felt a chill on his back, and silently stepped on small steps, and withdrew.

Zuo Cheng still grabbed his soft and boneless little hand, brushed it, and then rubbed it: Well, it's too thin.

The woman thought for a long time, then raised her head: "Is there anything I need to ask you?"

The tone is serious, the small face is serious and serious, there is absolutely no pretense, and there is no refusal to greet, it is really not angry, there is no doubt.

Should I say she is generous?Or dull?Zuo Cheng was helpless.

Shaking his head, his handsome face was aggrieved, and he replied two words: "No."

After speaking, he got up, turned around and went to the bathroom.

The woman on the sofa scratched her hair: "Ask what?"

After a while, the corners of the woman's mouth were raised, and her eyes were crooked with a smile.

In the first round, Zuocheng was completely defeated by making side attacks!

Let's talk about the three "pheasants" with the "Phoenix Dream" in their arms, all day long, in the presidential suite where men like to do bad things, doing what women don't like doing: wasting time.

Halfway through, a woman came in, brought afternoon tea, and took away a few books, and the three women served as room service, doing whatever they wanted.

In the hotel's self-service restaurant, three women sat around a table, chatting and laughing from the beginning to the present.

Therefore, women are social animals, and both enemies and friends are eaten as food.

"It's been a whole day, and I haven't even seen anyone."

The tone was resentful, and the one who spoke was the most attractive woman among the three, her body was definitely not too big where it should be big, and what was supposed to be small was definitely not too big either. Call a Pantera.

The woman in the long white dress next to him spoke up: "What's the hurry, aren't we all living in? I'm afraid there will be no chance."

This woman, with black hair, a white dress, and light nude makeup, looks like a pure beauty.

The third woman couldn't stand it anymore, and said in agreement: "That's right, none of the people I sent before could get in." The woman looked smug.

(End of this chapter)