exclusive marriage

Chapter 263
She didn't speak, and grunted and slipped into Zuo Cheng's arms.

"Deep summer."

She rubbed her hands and replied vaguely, "Yes."

"Promise me one thing, okay?"

It was such a magical Gu again, how could she resist it, she answered 'yes' with her mouth before her head.

It's just that after she agreed, Zuo Cheng remained silent for a long time. She raised her head and looked at him from the light, only to see his dark eyes, and he said: "Besides me, don't trust anyone."

Whether you are confused by the voice or charmed by the handsome face, you are very obedient: "Okay."

"The person you met just now, and what you heard, forget about it, okay?"

What a wonderful voice, the woman was as soft and obedient as a cat, she rubbed Zuo Cheng's chest and said, "Okay."

She thought, she really fell into the hands of this man, smiled helplessly, and muttered: "What a pity."

Zuo Chenghuan's hand on her waist tightened, and her charming voice turned tense, "You blame me?"

His eyes seemed to be condensed with ancient diamonds, and when he looked deeply at her, she responded to the light in her eyes and continued to nod: "Yes."

His hands seemed to tremble slightly: "That's right, you will blame me."

Blame him?What is he to blame?
She blinked her eyes, half understanding, and Zuo Cheng sighed softly in her ears: "That's fine."

Zuo Cheng's lips are very thin, and they are pursed at this moment, like a stiff line.

This man is shrewd and shrewd, but sometimes he makes her dumbfounded, sniffs her nose in amusing, and complains in a low voice: "It's almost, my lock can be hung."

Zuo Cheng was stunned for a moment, then followed her gaze and looked over, but seeing her giggling buried in his arms, he softened all the sternness in his eyes, stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, and murmured with a chuckle: "My late summer."

The face of the smiling woman in her arms suddenly became stiff.

My deep summer... This is the first time he yelled like this. He had never called her so intimately before, even when he was lingering and emotional. She obviously hoped for it, but for some reason, her heart twitched. It hurts.

What went wrong?She was groggy, but couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Originally planned to leave Jiangnan the next day, but the woman in Zuocheng developed a low fever, Zuocheng was extremely nervous, and the return date was postponed again.

For several days, it was gloomy outside, and Zuo Cheng's face was also gloomy. It is conceivable how much better the hotel lobby can be at this time. The newly appointed manager Cheng feels like sitting on pins and needles, looking at the newly arrived 'distinguished guests' '.

The guest said, "What do you want to do?"

The honored guest is a woman, dressed in white, like an angel, boiled down to one thing: an angel in white.

Sitting on the pure black sofa, the eldest young master Zuo parted his lips: "Let her forget about today."

"no!"

Young Master Zuo's face obviously darkened.

On the opposite sofa, Qin Xiyuan was full of confidence, acting like a psychiatrist: "The time since the last time is too short, if she fails, her spirit will not be able to take it."

Qin Xiyuan has dealt with countless patients, and she has never encountered such a headache, and it is not the patient who causes the headache, but the patient's family members.

Her alarmist words did not work, and the eyes of the man opposite her were touched.

"What will happen if she remembers?"

She weighed it up and came up with the safest answer: "Maybe it will collapse, it may become someone like the first time it happened, maybe the memory will choose to go back to Jiang Xiachu at a certain time, of course it may be completely normal."

The handsome man had a dejected expression on his face.

Qin Xiyuan's headache was even worse. She was worried that the patient's family member would become her patient soon.

He also said: "But the last possibility is the least, anyway, no matter which one, she can't stand the toss."

Glancing at the man opposite, Qin Xiyuan stretched out her hand and rubbed between her brows: But this man is the most troublesome.

"What should I do?"

"Don't be soft on her."

Zuo Cheng smiled wryly, but didn't answer, his lazy posture added a bit of desolation and decadence.

Qin Xiyuan was extremely helpless: "You shouldn't have brought her to Jiangnan, let alone take her out of this hotel, not to mention Shanghai, even in Jiangnan, your title as a woman from the left city is also a luminous body." After a pause, she sneered , "How vigorous the wedding used to be, now Jiang Xiachu's situation is like walking on thin ice, so you can't be soft-hearted to her."

Soft-heartedness is sometimes fatal, and this truth doesn't need to be said for people from Zuocheng's background.

He smiled bitterly: "I have no way to say no to her."

Qin Xiyuan opened her mouth and was speechless.

After a moment of silence, there was sudden confusion.

"Master, something happened."

Before the people arrived, the voice came first, so one can imagine how anxious Uncle Jin was.

Zuo Cheng, who had been half lying on the sofa, stood up abruptly, with a confused look on his face: "What's wrong with her?"

Uncle Jin who can make the second in command in the Zuo family is now only the young lady of the Zuo family who is anxious, and the one who can make the master of the Zuo family so chaotic is the same person.

Uncle Jin was terrified, and his experienced voice trembled: "No, it's gone."

A gust of cold wind passed by, Qin Xiyuan shivered and came back to her senses, then raised her head, and there was nowhere to see Zuo Cheng on the opposite sofa.

"It's going to be a toss again, hey!" I couldn't help sighing.

Hey, the sky that the Zuo family has firmly occupied for hundreds of years is in frequent turmoil because of a woman.

Qin Xiyuan got up, carried her medicine box, and went to the counter to open a room to treat patients 24 hours a day.

The lobby manager looked at the distinguished guests and said with shame, "Sir, he—"

"Bless yourself."

After losing four words, the distinguished guest left with the key, and the lobby manager's legs became weak.

At the door, more than a dozen men were waiting in front of them as if they were facing an enemy. Zuo Cheng, who was surrounded by crowds, walked in front, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"When did this happen?"

"The monitoring showed it was half an hour ago." The wrinkles on Uncle Jin's face were all screwed together, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Half an hour?" Zuo Cheng said at the end of the voice, his eyes darkened, and he smiled grimly, "Okay, okay, okay, my Zuo family really has a bunch of capable people."

A single sentence is undoubtedly a thunderbolt, the Zuo family's rarely angry master got angry, and the consequences would be disastrous.

The leader, Uncle Jin, gritted his teeth: "Because the young master said before that there is no need to—"

"No need to explain." He stopped in a deep voice, Zuo Cheng's eyes could kill a person.

Uncle Jin bowed his head, and dozens of big men outside the door also bowed their heads. One by one, they were as if they were in an ice pool, but they did not dare to bend their backs, and gritted their teeth, waiting for disaster.

"Where is the left fish?"

One will suffer.

At this time, the only one who dared to reply was Uncle Jin: "Young Madam asked her to go to Ji's house to say goodbye. She left the hotel an hour ago, and now she is at Ji's house."

(End of this chapter)