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Chapter 20 "Duan Zheng, you're not good anymore"

Fu Zhi stretched out her little hand, rubbed her ears, her little head drooped slightly, and she couldn't help but whispered: "Duan Zheng, hurry up and drive, why are you talking so much?"

Duan Zheng's charming peach eyes were always smiling, his pupils were black and bright, and a faint smile floated at the end of his eyes.

"Student Xiao Fu."

"With such a violent temper, be careful that you won't get married, you won't get married—"

"You can only marry me."

Fu Zhi glared at him immediately, stretched out her little hand slowly, and then took it back silently.

Classmate Xiao Fu, don't be angry.

Get angry and you lose.

The corners of Fu Zhi's lips curled slightly, looking very reluctant, she shook her shoulders, and spread her hands helplessly, "Do you think I can marry someone else if I'm not short-tempered or irritable?"

"unless--"

He didn't hear Fu Zhi's next words, he hummed lightly, and asked solemnly, "Unless what?"

"Unless you go back on your word, you tell my little uncle that you won't marry me if you kill me, that's fine."

While waiting for the traffic lights, Duan Zheng put the back of his head against the black seat, and turned his head to look at the little girl in the passenger seat. His eyebrows and eyes were slightly lowered, his eyes were gentle, and a helpless and loving arc was drawn on his lips:
"impossible."

"I want to go back on my word, unless I die."

The corners of Fu Zhi's mouth that had just turned up instantly shrunk at a perceivable speed.

Immediately, there was an emotion of resignation to fate on the small face that had not yet faded away from the girlish look.

Suddenly, there was a chuckle in his ears.

Fu Zhi looked over with a cold look, and Duan Zheng had no choice but to straighten the corners of his raised mouth. The speed and the desire to survive were right for his wife to control him strictly.

The car was driving slowly, and now it was the rush hour for commuting, Fu Zhi felt that even if she got out of the car, she might go faster than this car.

Fu Zhi supported her small head with her small hands, and her eyes naturally fell on Duan Zheng.

The gentle sunlight fell on his eyelashes, as if there were tiny stars.

His side face has smooth lines and three-dimensional facial features. When he looks at people without emotion, he is cold and ascetic, as if the bright moon in the sky is out of reach.

But as long as he smiles, it seems that the breath in his whole body is alive, that feeling is so real, it can kill people.

...Thinking about it, isn't it true that the day he left, he almost killed half of her life.

"What did you see me again?"

"I'll give you all."

Suddenly, a low and clear voice rang in her ears.

Fu Zhi followed the prestige, met his gaze, and forgot to react for a moment.

Duan Zheng unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over.

As the distance between the two drew closer, a faint scent of mint and lime lingered on the tip of her nose.

Clean and smells good, just like before.

Fu Zhi moved closer, sniffed lightly, and the corners of her raised lips immediately shrank.

"Duan Zheng."

"You are no longer fragrant."

Duan Zheng was silent for a moment, and raised his hand to smooth the little hair that was raised in her bangs.

"Tweeting this."

"When did my brother smell good, huh?"

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After about half an hour or so, the black cross country slowly arrived at Fu Zhi's dance studio.

Duan Zheng leaned against the car, slowly raised his eyes, and glanced at the sign on the studio.

Then, with a light hook of his fingers, he pulled Fu Zhi's backpack strap and brought her back.

Fu Zhi was unprepared, her center of gravity was unstable, and she almost fell into Duan Zheng's arms.

His arms loosely wrapped around Fu Zhi's waist, in case she really fell down.

He looked down at her, his pupils were black and bright, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his lips.

He leaned over and lowered his voice, breathing close to his ears.

"Teacher Xiao Fu—"

"It doesn't matter if you want to touch porcelain, brother will stand here and touch it for you~"

　Duan Gou: I have been secretly in love with my wife for so long, but my wife didn’t find out at all, I’m awesome, reward me with a slap QAQ
　　
　
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