Flash Favored Marriage

Lu Jixiang is very frightened. Is song Jincheng taking the wrong medicine today?

Thinking about this, she couldn't help but say in a careful voice: "well, Professor Song, this bowl of dumplings seems to have been, seems to have been eaten by me!"

The man smelled speech, looked up at her and said faintly, "don't you just want to give me the rest?"

"Er..."

Lu Jixiang was embarrassed and laughed awkwardly: "Professor Song, what I originally meant was to change a bowl for you, change a pair of chopsticks, and then give you something to eat..."

"It doesn't matter!"

The man answered and finished the five dumplings left in the bowl in two minutes.

Seeing this, Lu Jixiang immediately handed over the tissue with great eyesight and said: "Professor Song is worthy of high prestige and is a model for others. He always carries out the words" saving is glorious, wasting is shameful "with his own behavior! You are my idol, my pride, I will always put you in my heart, I will always learn from you

“……”

"Professor Song, you are"

"All right!"

Song Jincheng immediately interrupted her and left the table: "remember to wash the bowl!"

"Yes, sir

Lu Jixiang saluted at his back, laughing like a chicken thief!

In the evening, Lu Jixiang lies on the bed, while song Jincheng lies on his side, holding her loosely in his arms.

These days, Lu Jixiang has been used to sleeping with men. Fortunately, although song Jincheng occasionally plays with hooligans, he only kisses her, and there are no other things to do.

Lu Jixiang stares at the ceiling, thinking wildly.

All of a sudden, in the quiet bedroom, a pleasant mobile phone ring suddenly sounded.

Lu Jixiang props up and grabs the mobile phone on the bedside table.

As soon as she put her mobile phone to her ear, Zhou Xiaoxiao cried miserably: "big auspicious, wuwuwu, my grandmother is dying."

In Zhou Xiaoxiao's memory, she has never seen such a splendid room. Even the bathroom in this room is bigger than her whole family before!

However, she knew in her heart that no matter how luxurious it was, it was only a golden cage after all, and she was a canary in it. She sang sympathetically every day just to win the favor of the man named Zhai Yao.

This is t City, an industrial city, one of Zhai Yao's spheres of influence!

It's not the first time for Zhou Xiaoxiao to come here, but what is different from the past is that she used to wear her own pajamas, but today, she is wearing the Nightgown that Zhai Yao gave her!

There is a big round bed in the middle of the room. The black sheets are printed with red patterns, which looks like manjushahua.

There was a patter of water in the bathroom. A few minutes later, Zhai Yao came out.

The man was wrapped in a white bath towel. He was strong and bulky, with water dripping from his hair. He slowly slid down the wheat colored skin, passed by the powerful abdominal muscles, and finally disappeared at the edge of the bath towel.

Zhou Xiaoxiao turns around and looks at Zhai Yao. She seems to be used to it. She doesn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Blow my hair!"

The man spoke out and immediately sat down beside the big bed.

Zhou Xiaoxiao smell speech, immediately took the hair dryer, carefully climbed to bed, knelt behind the man, began to pull his hair.

The room is very quiet, only the whirring of the hair dryer, Zhou Xiaoxiao has never said anything, she lowers her head, five fingers flexible shuttle in the man's hair, the action is skillful and gentle.

Since she joined Zhai Yao, the job of blowing men's hair has always been done by her. She has already become familiar with men's hair.

It's easy to be familiar with all this, but it just needs a process.

"Xiaoxiao!"

In the room, the man's cold voice suddenly rings slowly.

Zhou Xiaoxiao instinctively straightened up, endured the tight feeling on his chest, and tried to soften his voice: "Mr. Zhai, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Then she turned down the temperature of the hair dryer.

Zhai Yao was silent for a moment, and then he said again: "I heard Xiao ye say that you vomited again at noon today?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao clenched the hair dryer in his hand, lowered his head and fiddled with his hair without saying a word.

"Speak

The man was slightly displeased.

Zhou Xiaoxiao's heart was full of sorrow, but she didn't dare to show it. She had to pretend to be innocent and said, "Mr. Zhai, I've worked very hard, but that medicine, it, it."

"Xiaoxiao!"

The man interrupted her, his voice is very heavy: "don't forget what you promised me!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoxiao almost cried.

"I know my health is not good. The doctor said it's difficult for me to conceive, so I've been drinking medicine very hard. That medicine is very bitter. It's really bitter. How can I spit it out after I drink it? It's me who suffers like this, Mr. Zhai. Believe me, I didn't mean to! "

The man closed his eyes and didn't speak.

Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at him carefully and said tentatively, "Mr. Zhai, I will drink medicine obediently. Don't be angry, OK?"

The man still didn't speak.

Zhou Xiaoxiao pursed his lips, did not dare to say more, bowed his head and continued to blow for him.

A few minutes later, the man's short hair had dried out. Zhou Xiaoxiao got out of bed and put the hair dryer back in place.

"Come here!"

Zhai Yao's eyes are like wolves. He stares at the girl tightly. Leng Yi's face is so deep that it's frightening.

Zhou Xiaoxiao went step by step. She knew what she was going to face next, and it was because she knew that she was afraid.

Zhai Yao's patience is very poor. Seeing the girl's dawdling, he can't help but get angry and suddenly stands up from the bed.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaoxiao was so scared that he wanted to step back. Unexpectedly, he still didn't escape Zhai Yao's big hand. He pulled him into his arms and fell heavily into the hard chest.

"Well..."

Zhou Xiaoxiao sang, the whole person was wrapped by a strong masculine atmosphere.

Zhai Yao's action has always been very domineering. He picked up the girl's waist, then turned around and threw the person directly into the big bed.

"Ah

Zhou Xiaoxiao was hurt by the fall, and her facial features were wrinkled.

But then a box was thrown at her.

"Open up!"

Zhai Yao ordered coldly.

Zhou Xiaoxiao endured the pain, propped up and knelt down on the bed, shaking her wrists to open the box.